<?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-20332002</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:20:14.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mullyyy</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>304</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-5366684503823186885</id><published>2008-06-12T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T12:37:57.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my journey ends here</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Friday, December 30, 2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the first day I started blogging in this blog. Of course, previously my blog was named mulkawaii. *How could I ever thought of that??*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is almost 2 and a half years already. This blog had been the witness to almost all my ups and downs, my ins and outs, my joy and pain, almost my everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;sweet scent&lt;/span&gt; of my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;heartbreaking journey&lt;/span&gt; in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's just so many; so many wonderful things told here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to start afresh again; cause I believe I'm a different girl now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let my "student" journey ends here in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course I will continue blogging; I'm addicted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to my life; &lt;a href="http://youblewmeaway.blogspot.com/"&gt;youblewmeaway.blogspot.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-5366684503823186885?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5366684503823186885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=5366684503823186885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5366684503823186885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5366684503823186885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-journey-ends-here.html' title='my journey ends here'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1817994033370566046</id><published>2008-06-11T12:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T10:40:34.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my darlings</title><content type='html'>Today I'm gonna touch of the two things that can me smile without fail everyday; and if it doesn't happens, &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; is missing from my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Seeing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Ifrah's&lt;/span&gt; smile :)&lt;br /&gt;2) Making &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fiara&lt;/span&gt; smile :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Ifrah&lt;/span&gt;- Somehow I've drifted from being her best companion. Don't ask me why, but I'm comfortable being this way for now. She &lt;em&gt;does&lt;/em&gt; need someone to be at the back of her neck either way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Fiara&lt;/span&gt;- She's just adorable. [&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FULLSTOP&lt;/span&gt;] Really seriously. A smile from her brightens the whole day up. No matter how &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sucky&lt;/span&gt; work is, no matter how stress up or how tired I am, there's always a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; energy and time left for me to play and smile and take care of her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nieces; they are really my life now. I can throw my dreams and my future away, but never theirs. I'm so in love with them. Along, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; Ira - Thanks for bringing them into my life! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SE96MPN4f_I/AAAAAAAABME/h-JnK30YTH0/s1600-h/DSC00009-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210517644552732658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SE96MPN4f_I/AAAAAAAABME/h-JnK30YTH0/s320/DSC00009-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SE9X8Ppww4I/AAAAAAAABLc/FNDSan3EzKI/s1600-h/DSC00385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210479986396414850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SE9X8Ppww4I/AAAAAAAABLc/FNDSan3EzKI/s320/DSC00385.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SE9X88_xmoI/AAAAAAAABLk/HBAMUNgX6xY/s1600-h/DSC00377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210479998568340098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SE9X88_xmoI/AAAAAAAABLk/HBAMUNgX6xY/s320/DSC00377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SE9X9XzM0JI/AAAAAAAABLs/iJS0_xo0I6k/s1600-h/DSC00382COPY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210480005763354770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SE9X9XzM0JI/AAAAAAAABLs/iJS0_xo0I6k/s320/DSC00382COPY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SE9X9qgyTfI/AAAAAAAABL0/K7xnmLooWy0/s1600-h/DSC00167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210480010786393586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SE9X9qgyTfI/AAAAAAAABL0/K7xnmLooWy0/s320/DSC00167.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-1817994033370566046?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1817994033370566046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1817994033370566046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1817994033370566046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1817994033370566046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-darlings.html' title='my darlings'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SE96MPN4f_I/AAAAAAAABME/h-JnK30YTH0/s72-c/DSC00009-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8727235308213896721</id><published>2008-06-06T17:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T17:25:47.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Japanese food and MP Mates</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; From this....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SEj_M40emHI/AAAAAAAABLA/EosBTG_JD6E/s1600-h/IMG_1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208693565929986162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SEj_M40emHI/AAAAAAAABLA/EosBTG_JD6E/s320/IMG_1490.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to this... :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208693797064033314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SEj_aV3IRCI/AAAAAAAABLQ/8QD8IvLCoQg/s320/pICS.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SEj_NF-RmwI/AAAAAAAABLI/vT0sGsMPTaM/s1600-h/pICS1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coolness right? I have no idea how Ramli's friend did it, but I wish to learn! Heh. Had a quick dinner meet-up with Ramli, Zhi Heng and Doris at Ramen Ten - Far East Plaza. Food was moderate, but company's great, so it beats anything I guess. *Hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SEj-y2t1TXI/AAAAAAAABKg/yZlleVIUQRs/s1600-h/IMG_1480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208693118688644466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SEj-y2t1TXI/AAAAAAAABKg/yZlleVIUQRs/s200/IMG_1480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SEj-zH7aocI/AAAAAAAABKo/lg5MMeMwFWU/s1600-h/IMG_1481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208693123309019586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SEj-zH7aocI/AAAAAAAABKo/lg5MMeMwFWU/s200/IMG_1481.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SEj-zYE-3hI/AAAAAAAABKw/3KYRCZPTFgU/s1600-h/IMG_1482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208693127644110354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SEj-zYE-3hI/AAAAAAAABKw/3KYRCZPTFgU/s200/IMG_1482.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SEj-zagzp-I/AAAAAAAABK4/6RCoai2L80g/s1600-h/IMG_1483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208693128297687010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SEj-zagzp-I/AAAAAAAABK4/6RCoai2L80g/s200/IMG_1483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-8727235308213896721?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8727235308213896721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8727235308213896721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-4762052347651635129</id><published>2008-06-02T15:12:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-06T16:47:33.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TIOMAN TRIP [30/05/08 - 01/06/08]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:426px"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://apps.rockyou.com/rockyou.swf?instanceid=114327484&amp;ver=102906" quality="high"  salign="lt" width="426" height="319" wmode="transparent" name="rockyou" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/?type=slideshow&amp;refid=114327484"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/logo.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow_create.php?refid=114327484&amp;source=cyo"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/create_own.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/show_my_gallery.php?instanceid=114327484"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/view_all.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="padding-right:1px;" target="_BLANK" href="http://www.rockyou.com/slideshow-viewplaylist.php?instanceid=114327484"&gt;&lt;img style="border:0px;" src="http://apps.rockyou.com/link/get_songs.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Uploaded 06/06/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;**Pictures with courtesy on Sze Hui's and Hui Wei's cameras! &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/20332002-4762052347651635129?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4762052347651635129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=4762052347651635129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4762052347651635129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4762052347651635129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title='TIOMAN TRIP [30/05/08 - 01/06/08]'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8819900503459514439</id><published>2008-05-22T16:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T18:12:20.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are the only few pathetic pics which I have with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm so gonna miss all of you very very much.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205369185446335186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SD0vsedLEtI/AAAAAAAABKY/71KotpFvtcE/s320/Untitled-3+copy+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SD0dP-dLEpI/AAAAAAAABJ4/RKdvDlh7U1Y/s1600-h/IMG_1453.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205343660455694978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SD0YeudLEoI/AAAAAAAABJw/GLsY9ktaUdE/s320/IMG_6466.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SD0dQedLEqI/AAAAAAAABKA/KRNjiHjhZU8/s1600-h/IMG_1454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205348913200698018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SD0dQedLEqI/AAAAAAAABKA/KRNjiHjhZU8/s320/IMG_1454.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SD0dQedLErI/AAAAAAAABKI/sIoxXNZ9LUo/s1600-h/IMG_1455.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205348913200698034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-99652850640979116</id><published>2008-05-16T10:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T10:54:13.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>be it not everyone, but Someone is..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone is thinking of you&lt;br /&gt;Someone cares about you&lt;br /&gt;Someone misses you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to be with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone hopes you aren't in trouble&lt;br /&gt;Someone is thankful for the support you have provided &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to hold your hand&lt;br /&gt;Someone hopes everything turns out all right &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone wants you to be happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone wants you to find the them&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is celebrating your successes&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to give you a gift&lt;br /&gt;Someone think you ARE a gift &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone hopes you are not too cold, or too hot&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to lavish you with small gifts &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone admires your strength&lt;br /&gt;Someone is thinking of you and smiling&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to be your shoulder to cry on &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone thinks the world of you&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to protect you&lt;br /&gt;Someone would do anything for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to be forgiven&lt;br /&gt;Someone is grateful for your forgiveness&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to laugh with you about old times &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone remembers you and wishes you were there&lt;br /&gt;Someone is praising God for you&lt;br /&gt;Somebody values your advice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to tell you how much they care&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to share their dreams with you&lt;br /&gt;Someone treasures your spirit &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone wishes they could STOP time because of you&lt;br /&gt;Someone praises God for your friendship and love &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone can't wait to see you&lt;br /&gt;Someone wishes that things didn't have to change &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone loves you for who you are&lt;br /&gt;Someone loves the way you make them feel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to be with you&lt;br /&gt;Someone is hoping they can grow old with you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone hears a song that reminds them of you&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants you to know they are there for you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is glad that you're their friend&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to be your friend&lt;br /&gt;Someone is alive because of you&lt;br /&gt;Someone is remorseful after losing your friendship &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone is wishing that you would notice them&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to get to know you better&lt;br /&gt;Someone believes that you are their soul mate&lt;br /&gt;Someone wants to be near you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone misses your guidance and advice&lt;br /&gt;Someone values your guidance and advice &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone has faith in you&lt;br /&gt;Someone trusts you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs you to send them this letter&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs your support &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs you to have faith in them&lt;br /&gt;Someone needs you to let them be your friend &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Someone will cry when they read this&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/20332002-99652850640979116?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/99652850640979116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=99652850640979116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/99652850640979116'/><link 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be.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200455642560384242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu62oz8zPI/AAAAAAAABIs/YwOLucKkQ5k/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When will mine turn up??? heh&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200455646855351554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu624z8zQI/AAAAAAAABI0/5otf6FRb6AU/s320/untitled2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me of Winna Ho&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200455230243523794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu6eoz8zNI/AAAAAAAABIc/3JbDSFuXJYo/s320/stitch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zh drew this mascot for my future food business 'Kedai Nasi Buncit'&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200455230243523810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu6eoz8zOI/AAAAAAAABIk/AyVOCTYNBng/s320/mascot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This reminds me of Ramli and his never changing duck DP.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200455225948556466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu6eYz8zLI/AAAAAAAABIM/VqI5Q-Iwcjw/s320/duck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And this is coolness; as soon as I have time to switch on my lappy, I'll change it to this.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200454714847448162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu6Aoz8zGI/AAAAAAAABHk/lbpsU1ZwBYY/s320/391569648_1f2bf60a3d.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Previous days had been crazy for apples for me, so here goes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ice and Apple.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200454706257513554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu6AIz8zFI/AAAAAAAABHc/82OzZvohi4A/s320/295666524_9d3d7692f8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hearts you!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200455221653589154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu6eIz8zKI/AAAAAAAABIE/dDaMyCHJ4EI/s320/2377944066_5cf5f22300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna take a pic like this soon; as soon as I get some apples! hahx&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200454714847448178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu6Aoz8zHI/AAAAAAAABHs/dC1wRDPQsM8/s320/843639261_3de88998aa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bite you mr apple hearty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu6A4z8zII/AAAAAAAABH0/iWoBN-BtsuQ/s1600-h/843648479_2cc2ab4078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200454719142415490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu6A4z8zII/AAAAAAAABH0/iWoBN-BtsuQ/s320/843648479_2cc2ab4078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is sexy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu6BIz8zJI/AAAAAAAABH8/1BgZV_o14fk/s1600-h/2114211237_068534d4af.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200454723437382802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu6BIz8zJI/AAAAAAAABH8/1BgZV_o14fk/s320/2114211237_068534d4af.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Last but not least, this is funny and cute. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200455225948556482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu6eYz8zMI/AAAAAAAABIU/xQXBl0c5tiA/s320/funnyfaces.jpg" border="0" /&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/20332002-3138424057839908914?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3138424057839908914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=3138424057839908914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3138424057839908914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3138424057839908914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/picture-untitled.html' title='picture : untitled'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SCu62oz8zPI/AAAAAAAABIs/YwOLucKkQ5k/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2610158362339474787</id><published>2008-05-14T17:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T17:37:30.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fiara the terror-rist</title><content type='html'>Just received a message from mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;U noe wat? Fiara can mkn nasi lauk kari n muruku pedas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That niece of mine ar, seriously ar, super power. I'm so in love with her man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the aboved meant was "You know what? Fiara can eat rice with curry gravy and spicy 'muruku'".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coolness right??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-2610158362339474787?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2610158362339474787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2610158362339474787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2610158362339474787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2610158362339474787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/fiara-terror-rist.html' title='fiara the terror-rist'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1461220548046614871</id><published>2008-05-10T11:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T12:02:20.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what are they thinking??</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Myanmar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"The junta broadcast a message on Friday, urging citizens to do their patriotic duty and vote on Saturday for a constitution drafted by the junta. It made no mention of the cyclone or even that voting in the affected areas has been postponed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The junta's opponents have suggested the reason for the delays in allowing in aid workers could be that &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;the generals do not want an influx of foreigners&lt;/span&gt; before the referendum."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Critics of the regime have also warned relief organisations that if they do not supervise the aid supplies handed over, they may be&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; snatched by the generals and never reach the victims in Myanmar&lt;/span&gt;, one of the world's poorest nations."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Than Shwe, 75, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ignored calls to delay the referendum&lt;/span&gt; and allow in foreign experts, despite warnings that without international aid, people who survived the storm's onslaught in the delta could face a new tragedy as disease and hunger stalk the region."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"But even as soldiers unloaded sacks from a helicopter and a sole truck in Bogalay, children cried out in hunger and some adults complained that authorities were &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;only distributing sodden, fermented rice&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;"State-run TV news repeated Friday's broadcasts urging people to vote, making &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;no mention of the estimated 1.5 million victims of the cyclone without food and shelter&lt;/span&gt; or tens of thousands killed and missing in the vicious storm that struck a week ago."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-1461220548046614871?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1461220548046614871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1461220548046614871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1461220548046614871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1461220548046614871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/what-are-they-thinking.html' title='what are they thinking??'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-5673349616359316396</id><published>2008-05-10T10:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T12:46:27.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mothers, myanmar and malaysia</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow is a special day because it is Mothers' Day! A day where you celebrate the love and care of a mother and be grateful that they are by your side, either physically or emotionally.&lt;br /&gt;Specially for my dearest mama,&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading about Myanmar just keep giving me the goosebumps. Imagine, as what Xin Yi said, if all this had happened a year ago? Or we all were born a year later? I would have been in Myanmar now! Hmm...but still, some of my BiZen mates are still in Myanmar. However traumatised they may be, I'm so relieved to hear that there are doing fine there in Yangon. Take care of yourselves aite guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be going for a short getaway [twice] this month. The first one would be to KL with my darls Tika and Saf, with Hada tagging along. Hahx! It's free-and-easy, and our very first trip outing out of Singapore together [besides JB of course].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second trip would be to Tioman with some of my classmates. It is going to be a promised FUN trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, while watching a game of rugby in school, [don't ask me what the tut I was there for], me, lara and szie were discussing of what we could do during the nights there, cause we definitely aren't thinking of wasting it by sleeping. One word to describe our thoughts; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kinky&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be meeting with Liana later. Yeahness! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-5673349616359316396?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5673349616359316396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=5673349616359316396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5673349616359316396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5673349616359316396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/mothers-myanmar-and-malaysia.html' title='mothers, myanmar and malaysia'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8067571879619786569</id><published>2008-05-07T09:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T10:12:44.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm sick.</title><content type='html'>My feet hurts.&lt;br /&gt;My head is spinning.&lt;br /&gt;My stomach in pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I clearly need some sleep.&lt;br /&gt;But here I am rotting in front of a computer somewhere in Changi Cargo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mister, you have no idea at all. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I hope you won't any time soon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You make me happy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you.&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/20332002-8067571879619786569?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8067571879619786569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8067571879619786569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8067571879619786569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8067571879619786569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy.html' title='i&apos;m sick.'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-6643075043670919853</id><published>2008-05-05T11:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T12:13:10.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to find a love so true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It makes promises means nothing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the happiness that goes on forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want to find a love so true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It knows no timing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I know, love, my faith is only for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZLBL0lGvZFM"&gt;Anuar Zain - Ketulusan Hati&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cintaku tak berdusta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tak mengenal ingkar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tak kenal nestapa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cintaku hanya indah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hanya bahagia untuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Apa yg kurasakan ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Persembahan untuk dirimu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kau dengarkan kasihku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mencintaimu tak mengenal waktu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tak mengenal puitis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hanya tulusnya hati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mencintaimu tak mengenal ragu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Keyakinan hatiku hanya untuk dirimu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Selalu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cintaku tak berdusta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tak mengenal ingkar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tak kenal nestapa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Tak ada seribu janji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hanya bahagia untuk selamanya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-6643075043670919853?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6643075043670919853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=6643075043670919853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6643075043670919853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6643075043670919853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-love.html' title='my love'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1259728500266586945</id><published>2008-05-02T09:10:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-02T11:47:49.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>visions in my mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The image remained stoned in my mind.&lt;br /&gt;I cringed, remembering.&lt;br /&gt;Regret fills in my thoughts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady lay motionless on the floor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Shouts and cries were unheard by her; she felt far away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hoping&lt;/em&gt; to be far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;A little girl stood by her side, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with tears flowing and asking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Questioning why and why and don't you love me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood became a puddle, as it trickled pass her arm, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as the wound on the wrist began to dry up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Life; it's been hard on her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Why would she want to live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She seemed non-existent to others; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as she lives alone in that cropped up room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But there's so much more to life; if only she could&lt;br /&gt;realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The eyes of the little girl had seen more;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;more than a little girl like her should.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bet she had seen more than any normal adult would.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is that fair on her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;No; it's not.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-1259728500266586945?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1259728500266586945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1259728500266586945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1259728500266586945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1259728500266586945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/05/visions-in-my-mind.html' title='visions in my mind'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-705010041127014077</id><published>2008-04-29T13:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T13:57:48.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if i drive...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think I have to customized my car meter into this. Hahx. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SBa4F0m-nuI/AAAAAAAABHU/nxcFFZVvKLc/s1600-h/car+meter.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194541630379433698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SBa4F0m-nuI/AAAAAAAABHU/nxcFFZVvKLc/s320/car+meter.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/20332002-705010041127014077?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/705010041127014077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=705010041127014077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/705010041127014077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/705010041127014077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-i-drive.html' title='if i drive...'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SBa4F0m-nuI/AAAAAAAABHU/nxcFFZVvKLc/s72-c/car+meter.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8878757407162201840</id><published>2008-04-28T18:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T18:59:00.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking more than twice</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;One; it's so obvious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Two; of all places.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Three; it is missed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Four; it was special.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Five; it's gone now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-8878757407162201840?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8878757407162201840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8878757407162201840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8878757407162201840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8878757407162201840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/thinking-more-than-twice.html' title='thinking more than twice'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-3613308521995154594</id><published>2008-04-24T09:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T09:52:20.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for max-y</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do give a visit to my friend, Max's online shop, MaXimu5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;For more information, enquiries or to order, do visit this website:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maximu5.multiply.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;http://maximu5.multiply.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abercrombie &amp;amp; Fitch Deerbrook Polo&lt;/strong&gt; (MEN) for SGD$48&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192622428538183362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA_mlkm-nsI/AAAAAAAABHE/gOghNq4mq3M/s320/Orange%2520%2528M%252C%2520L%252C%2520XL%2529.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Classic-Fit Flag Big Pony&lt;/strong&gt; (MEN) for SGD$58&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192622432833150674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA_ml0m-ntI/AAAAAAAABHM/fbpcInoYnxA/s320/POLO%2520JAPAN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Other colours are available too!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-3613308521995154594?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3613308521995154594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=3613308521995154594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3613308521995154594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3613308521995154594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/for-max-y.html' title='for max-y'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA_mlkm-nsI/AAAAAAAABHE/gOghNq4mq3M/s72-c/Orange%2520%2528M%252C%2520L%252C%2520XL%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-7298829290424064702</id><published>2008-04-23T17:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T17:15:34.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mully.lovessss.lara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; My other friends; don't be jealous. Hahax!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5192366843624332978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA7-Ikm-nrI/AAAAAAAABG8/V_WV2KHeDNk/s320/mulloveslara.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA77E0m-nqI/AAAAAAAABG0/CgLItC8tBfk/s1600-h/mulloveslara.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-7298829290424064702?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7298829290424064702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=7298829290424064702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7298829290424064702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7298829290424064702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/mullyloveslara.html' title='mully.lovessss.lara'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA7-Ikm-nrI/AAAAAAAABG8/V_WV2KHeDNk/s72-c/mulloveslara.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2712434880716786569</id><published>2008-04-22T13:59:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T17:24:39.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day with didi</title><content type='html'>Here's an introductory to a friend of mine named Nur Diyana Hussin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was the first person whom I had a connection with since the very first day of my secondary school life. She was the person that had stood by me throughout the whole 4 years. Looking back at how close we were in secondary school, I'm not surprised if many ask what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easy said, nothing happen. We grew and moved on. But we're happy and contented in our different ways and differents paths of life. That's what matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An outing with her last Saturday brought some nice memories back;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA2B4Um-nmI/AAAAAAAABGU/DptODzdI41A/s1600-h/3+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191948750032903778" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA2B4Um-nmI/AAAAAAAABGU/DptODzdI41A/s200/3+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA2B4km-nnI/AAAAAAAABGc/XT6l0WpFf_E/s1600-h/4+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191948754327871090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA2B4km-nnI/AAAAAAAABGc/XT6l0WpFf_E/s200/4+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA2BaEm-nkI/AAAAAAAABGE/cSX-t_C3mrw/s1600-h/1+copy2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191948230341860930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA2BaEm-nkI/AAAAAAAABGE/cSX-t_C3mrw/s320/1+copy2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA2BaUm-nlI/AAAAAAAABGM/11P3xny_MVE/s1600-h/2+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191948234636828242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA2BaUm-nlI/AAAAAAAABGM/11P3xny_MVE/s320/2+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We went for lunch at Breeks, where I finally get to again taste the super nice brownie with choco and cheese toppings! :) Then, we walked (which was a first for Didi) from Taka all the way to Dhobby Ghaut, where there's a cafe called Mind Cafe. It's where we can chill while playing board games. And so we played a series of them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family favourite; Jenga!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191946374915988978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA1_uEm-nfI/AAAAAAAABFc/Z5q9zPvtqSI/s320/DSC01157.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We choose the MOST expensive drinks, snackers and munchies of choice. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA1_ukm-ngI/AAAAAAAABFk/wb6LzRBbXxg/s1600-h/DSC01158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191946383505923586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA1_ukm-ngI/AAAAAAAABFk/wb6LzRBbXxg/s320/DSC01158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suduko; super lame the way it was calculated. And it's scary how I had gotten all the 6s and 9s, just after I commented they looked the same!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA1_ukm-nhI/AAAAAAAABFs/jQZZjOxb8b8/s1600-h/DSC01160.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191949029205778050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA2CIkm-noI/AAAAAAAABGk/DU-_MduIPdY/s320/DSC01160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;To many more outings dear! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA1_u0m-niI/AAAAAAAABF0/5g7gpZYs0e4/s1600-h/DSC01162.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191946387800890914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA1_u0m-niI/AAAAAAAABF0/5g7gpZYs0e4/s320/DSC01162.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/20332002-2712434880716786569?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2712434880716786569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2712434880716786569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2712434880716786569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2712434880716786569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/day-with-didi.html' title='a day with didi'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SA2B4Um-nmI/AAAAAAAABGU/DptODzdI41A/s72-c/3+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-7357359057458224451</id><published>2008-04-18T11:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T11:59:16.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>McGriddles Breakfast</title><content type='html'>I'm craving. Badly craving for;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;McGriddles Breakfast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SAgcKfT5KYI/AAAAAAAABFU/k5oXt35K0k8/s1600-h/promo_home_lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190429537073703298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SAgcKfT5KYI/AAAAAAAABFU/k5oXt35K0k8/s320/promo_home_lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-7357359057458224451?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7357359057458224451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=7357359057458224451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7357359057458224451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7357359057458224451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/mcgriddles-breakfast.html' title='McGriddles Breakfast'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SAgcKfT5KYI/AAAAAAAABFU/k5oXt35K0k8/s72-c/promo_home_lunch.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1875751018535828172</id><published>2008-04-17T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:38:15.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how to make your bros think you're dumb</title><content type='html'>There are many ways actually, seriously. But yesterday, being one of my blurest and tired days, I made BOTH my younger bros think I'm really practically dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Ayul:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the way home, in bus 19. Usually I would drop at the busstop just before it enters Tampines, cross over to take any other bus to, of course, reach my place. Yes, that's my transportation ritual every single day without fail. In the bus, the sequence of the messages as followed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mul: Can someone meet me at the busstop with an umbrella?&lt;br /&gt;Ayul: It's not raining.&lt;br /&gt;Mul: It is. I know la, I'm outside. [in a cocky manner]&lt;br /&gt;Adek: No one at home. I need to look after Fiara and Ifrah. Ayul go cut hair. Mama just slept. It's not raining wat.. [oh-oh, shit]&lt;br /&gt;Ayul: I'm at the busstop. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have laughed out loud, if not for the fact I was alone. So, I chuckled. That's a 'Take that!' for me for being so cocky in the first place. Hahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Adek:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were talking about the future and talking about no ours, but Ifrah's wedding. If Ifrah is 24, how old would I be? My first thinking was to calculate the difference in number of years between the age she is now with 24, den add up to my current age. But his first thinking was to find the difference between our age now to add on with the 24, to make it my age.   Both methods are correct, but somehow at that time and place, I didn't get him. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end, to cover all my dumbness, I went to Central with Ifrah, to buy each of them one bubble tea each. So nice huh? It's not often that Nurul would go down to buy stuff ohkays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I was busily counting at what time a person would start work if he ends at 7.30pm. I didn't take that long actually, cause at the very next busstop, my source of inspiration took the bus. Wahah. As I told Sze Hui, *droollssss* :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-1875751018535828172?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1875751018535828172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1875751018535828172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1875751018535828172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1875751018535828172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-to-make-your-bros-think-youre-dumb.html' title='how to make your bros think you&apos;re dumb'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2178567479593986351</id><published>2008-04-14T16:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T16:35:35.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>majulah singapura</title><content type='html'>This is very out of the blue. But;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I miss singing Majulah Singapura.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-2178567479593986351?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2178567479593986351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2178567479593986351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2178567479593986351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2178567479593986351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/majulah-singapura.html' title='majulah singapura'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-7842681973293027904</id><published>2008-04-14T10:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T13:01:27.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that day i went ktv with my friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;KTV @ Cashbox Chinatown was &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;enjoyable&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From a supposedly simple gathering of 3, it turned to be so much more.&lt;br /&gt;We brought in 2 KTV virgins; Suhail and Faisal [Abang Ubin]&lt;br /&gt;The rest present was me, Tika, Saf, Daya and Dila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas surprised us and especially Tika when he suddenly appeared in the studio. Nas has learnt the technique of surprising quite well huh Nas? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang lots of songs, including the long forgotten 'Rindu Serindu Rindunya' and 'Gimme More' by Britney Spears [I KNOW! Who the hell KTVs Gimme More?] Hahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189331666123434258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SAQ1p_T5KRI/AAAAAAAABEo/TWyZkkgdI-8/s320/pic5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189332598131337586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SAQ2gPT5KXI/AAAAAAAABFM/dejHAt3q6GI/s320/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended with a simple desserts session at Swensen's Chinatown Point. I think I've been having too much ice-creams for a week. That shows just how much stress I am having. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189331657533499634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SAQ1pfT5KPI/AAAAAAAABEc/Cb1stWc1Gn4/s320/pic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189331666123434290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SAQ1p_T5KTI/AAAAAAAABE0/KamqGePT6Tk/s320/pic6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy that everyone is happy and all of us get along well and yeah, hopefully in a year or two, the 'family' will grow huh? *Damn, you guys MUST pray for me kays!* :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189331648943565010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SAQ1o_T5KNI/AAAAAAAABEQ/puc55OD6arc/s320/pic7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Went home with Daya and Dila as their sis picked us all up. Thankiu very much for the ride! Even the waiting part was abit fun, though Daya was totally tired of course. To Dila, it was very nice knowing you better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I personally ended the night very late as I watched 'Om Shanti Om' with my family till the wee morning. I think it was such a waste that Shah Rukh had showed off his bod in one of the song sequence. To me, there was no sense of art at all to it. But overall, an OK show which showcase his other &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;cute&lt;/span&gt; side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To Meer&lt;/strong&gt;, my condolences to you and your family. May his soul rest in peace with all of God's loved ones.&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/20332002-7842681973293027904?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7842681973293027904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=7842681973293027904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7842681973293027904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7842681973293027904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/that-day-i-went-ktv-with-my-friends.html' title='that day i went ktv with my friends'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SAQ1p_T5KRI/AAAAAAAABEo/TWyZkkgdI-8/s72-c/pic5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1056047415265461706</id><published>2008-04-12T09:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T10:28:19.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben and Jerry's</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was loved. Had a great last minute bitching session with Koo Sze Hui at Ben and Jerry's Downtown East. Thankius! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SAAVMx3EZdI/AAAAAAAABEA/gOk8mIvuKDo/s1600-h/IMG_5783.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188174044272551394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SAAYzh3EZeI/AAAAAAAABEI/15QUXbKobcY/s320/IMG_5783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be going to a chalet of a very very far relative, which I have to pay $10 and bring my own food and it's only at Aloha. They better be hoping that my mouth is in its best behaviour.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&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/20332002-1056047415265461706?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1056047415265461706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1056047415265461706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1056047415265461706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1056047415265461706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/ben-and-jerrys.html' title='Ben and Jerry&apos;s'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SAAYzh3EZeI/AAAAAAAABEI/15QUXbKobcY/s72-c/IMG_5783.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1391628856057586571</id><published>2008-04-11T12:42:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T14:28:47.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm going nuts!</title><content type='html'>How can someone be so self-centered?&lt;br /&gt;How can someone shop and shop so much, for branded thingies, but still don't look fashionable?&lt;br /&gt;Hahx, you are so lame, you know that? &lt;strong&gt;For your info&lt;/strong&gt;, you look like a typical girl who wears almost [&lt;em&gt;for the benefit of the doubt&lt;/em&gt;] the same thing everyday. I think me and my gals looked so much more better even though we don't shop at Mango, Levi's and Victoria Secret, AND without even trying. What the *TUT*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, anyways, just wanna update certain situations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work. Don't ask. [&lt;strong&gt;Fullstop&lt;/strong&gt;]. Okla, explain la. It's been so chaotic! I've been doing jobs that is not within my job scope, and those within, I'm supposed to be postponing it. And moving to the new office will take I dunno how long, so we are all still stuck to this one small office. And yes, even though it seems sucky, to all, please still do respect the fact that I AM working here, not in another company. So if you wanna talk shit, talk with senstitivity. I'm sensitive. You don't know? Well now you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abang Ubin broke a glass of tea at Downtown East yesterday! Hahx, I think he's excited that we are going off already. Saffy, you better call down your Abang Ubin earlier for gatherings in the future okays. And Sunday, KTV kays? All must come ar, Meer, you also k! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The impromptu gathering with Daya and Suhail was fun! As I had mentioned in many of my other entries, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;IMPROMPTU = I LOIKE&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiara is learning how to talk and kept babbling 'Pipipipipipipi' non-stop. God knows what she's saying. Ifrah is picking up things in school quite fast, I would say a lil thanks to IQ Plus. According to my bros, I need it too. *&lt;em&gt;Ape je, I'm not so belo wat!*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all, rest well, take care of yourself. The weather is going crazy nowadays again with its raining and nots [speaking of which, I'm wearing a pair of TOTALLY drenched shoes].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till whenever, smiles. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-1391628856057586571?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1391628856057586571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1391628856057586571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1391628856057586571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1391628856057586571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-can-someone-be-so-self-centered-how.html' title='I&apos;m going nuts!'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-3879533944738580234</id><published>2008-04-08T09:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T10:01:15.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy would-have-been 17th Birthday.</title><content type='html'>I thank God that you entered into my life, than if you never did at all.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for the joy and smile that you had brought through out the 15 years of your life.&lt;br /&gt;I thank God for giving me the chance to have you as a cousin, sister and friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you never will cease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In loving memories of Syahida Said, who would have been 17 today, who would have been studying for her 'O' levels, who would have been still healthy and smiling and shining.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-3879533944738580234?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3879533944738580234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=3879533944738580234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3879533944738580234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3879533944738580234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-would-have-been-17th-birthday.html' title='Happy would-have-been 17th Birthday.'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2375924134775737263</id><published>2008-04-07T16:45:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T17:53:10.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quite a bit for a weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm seriously dead tired with all the happenings that had been happening these past few days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But however, I have to say that I had enjoyed myself greatly throughout most of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last Friday happens to be Winna's last day of work, and the whole department had shared a bit or two for a Victoria Secret perfume for her. Hope you like it sweetheart! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Corp Acc; without Hatta and Max&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nj6HEwseI/AAAAAAAABDw/KXKKKLYPlSA/s1600-h/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186427033364771298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nj6HEwseI/AAAAAAAABDw/KXKKKLYPlSA/s320/DSC00019.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On Saturday, I did a makeover for myself. Wahah. I rebonded my hair [again; God I;m addicted!], and cut it short (!). Yippees! Heck what others say. I'm gonna live through it. Hahx. And sweet Tika had accompanied me through out the whole 3 hours, doing nothing! Besides talking to me of course. Thank you Tika!! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nf7XEwsTI/AAAAAAAABCY/D25n-P1iIhs/s1600-h/DSC01586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186422656793096498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nf7XEwsTI/AAAAAAAABCY/D25n-P1iIhs/s200/DSC01586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nf7nEwsUI/AAAAAAAABCg/bEICqMPfW60/s1600-h/DSC01588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186422661088063810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nf7nEwsUI/AAAAAAAABCg/bEICqMPfW60/s200/DSC01588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nf73EwsVI/AAAAAAAABCo/npGeepUEP2E/s1600-h/P1030694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186422665383031122" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nf73EwsVI/AAAAAAAABCo/npGeepUEP2E/s200/P1030694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nf73EwsWI/AAAAAAAABCw/uICcTIG9JJs/s1600-h/P1030709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186422665383031138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nf73EwsWI/AAAAAAAABCw/uICcTIG9JJs/s200/P1030709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nhd3EwsXI/AAAAAAAABC4/ryq_GZrZxiI/s1600-h/P1030739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186424349010211186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nhd3EwsXI/AAAAAAAABC4/ryq_GZrZxiI/s200/P1030739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh! That is Abang Ubin; promoting what-else? Ubin la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nheXEwsYI/AAAAAAAABDA/mGtU5c6onQg/s1600-h/P1030707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186424357600145794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nheXEwsYI/AAAAAAAABDA/mGtU5c6onQg/s200/P1030707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday, its WINNA HO's birthday. We had met up and celebrated her birthday together. Actually, the main objective is to shop, however, the mood just doesn't seemed to kick it, so we end up eating and eating and eating. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;First stop: McDonalds, where we talked about God and how lucky Joel is to have open-minded friends like us [which is why we are friends in the first place], and about how big Sze Hui's straw hole is, and about used fries. Heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Second stop: Swensens, where we really celebrated the birthday and ate ice-creams and fries [again], where we presented Winna Ho with her gift [a book and Borders voucher] from the 5 of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Szie.Mul.Winna&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186425839363862930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_ni0nEwsZI/AAAAAAAABDI/gVbuFCzjOHs/s320/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Lara.Scandal.Joel &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186425843658830242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_ni03EwsaI/AAAAAAAABDQ/9m7OPQa7dr8/s320/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; .Moi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_ni1HEwsbI/AAAAAAAABDY/_WBC0gmMGTY/s1600-h/DSC00093-COPY.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186425847953797554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_ni1HEwsbI/AAAAAAAABDY/_WBC0gmMGTY/s320/DSC00093-COPY.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the Birthday girl; to many more years of good friendship. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_ni1XEwscI/AAAAAAAABDg/0A4xNTdL5hM/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186425852248764866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_ni1XEwscI/AAAAAAAABDg/0A4xNTdL5hM/s320/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Third stop: This Hong Kong cafe at Cathay Cineplex where Winna had to eat all the french toast, cause she kept losing in the numbers game. Damn bad luck she is, hahx. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186425856543732178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_ni1nEwsdI/AAAAAAAABDo/RNnGm0VcY5Y/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Last but not least, my cutest Fiara.&lt;br /&gt;*What you looking at, kid?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186427037659738610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nj6XEwsfI/AAAAAAAABD4/XkhbNC-2KHc/s320/P1030737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-2375924134775737263?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2375924134775737263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2375924134775737263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2375924134775737263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2375924134775737263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/quite-bit-for-weekend.html' title='Quite a bit for a weekend'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_nj6HEwseI/AAAAAAAABDw/KXKKKLYPlSA/s72-c/DSC00019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2917866923568863739</id><published>2008-04-03T12:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T10:54:53.891+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~Work and Simpang Session~</title><content type='html'>Pictures to &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;brighten&lt;/span&gt; a boring day at work yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With my lovelies Tika and Winna Ho&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184897711474782418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R0_3EwsNI/AAAAAAAABBo/QY4xIJ4dZSI/s320/P1030640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My super-mentor, Kak Rani&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184897702884847794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R0_XEwsLI/AAAAAAAABBY/bCoopComoqw/s320/P1030630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; With Kak Marina&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184897707179815106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R0_nEwsMI/AAAAAAAABBg/MZYCgSWCCDc/s320/P1030633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faizal and Mark; the two jokers in the office. Guess who's taller? Hahx.. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184897711474782434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R0_3EwsOI/AAAAAAAABBw/yYF5yiznndA/s320/P1030647.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Blurry effect with Winna Ho. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184897715769749746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R1AHEwsPI/AAAAAAAABB4/Z8AcRUkeELg/s320/P1030656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After work, I had actually rushed off to Changi Hospital to meet Saf and her family, as her mum was admitted to the hospital. Her mum is so damn cute la, really seriously Saf! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Soon after, I rushed off again to meet my classmates at Simpang Bedok! The turn out was huge, considering 5 was the most we could get for the past gatherings. Even the other gals turned up! Hahx, but was sincerely feeling very happy to meet up and talk cock and rubbish again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially with this small girl; talk alot laa..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184897183193804946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R0hHEwsJI/AAAAAAAABBI/yUhwK-nfyLg/s320/P1030680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; Joel who was concentrating in getting the attention of the class to confirm details on the class trip. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184897187488772258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R0hXEwsKI/AAAAAAAABBQ/XNy7DjHb4LQ/s320/IMG_5457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The act solo gal [omG, she's the lead actress for a NAFA show] was out-casted!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184896839596421186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R0NHEwsEI/AAAAAAAABAg/2S1Oq8nv09k/s320/IMG_5434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My darls. :) *Hugs*&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184896848186355794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R0NnEwsFI/AAAAAAAABAo/l6HDJ-LwGCw/s320/IMG_5442.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My darls and slenge buddies. Hahx! &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184896852481323106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R0N3EwsGI/AAAAAAAABAw/UjkJ49tUIgU/s320/IMG_5449.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She looked damn chubby la..hahx. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184896852481323122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R0N3EwsHI/AAAAAAAABA4/_y37WS-9gYU/s320/IMG_5463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mr Tan Chin Yan a.k.a. Mr Eric Wee's son.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184896856776290434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R0OHEwsII/AAAAAAAABBA/U429JmYaGCc/s320/IMG_5470.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K505 gathering. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184908917044457730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R_MHEwsQI/AAAAAAAABCA/l5H6gmZ373I/s320/IMG_5471.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Go Home La!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R_MHEwsRI/AAAAAAAABCI/9Sh1TTzJW5c/s1600-h/IMG_5480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184908917044457746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R_MHEwsRI/AAAAAAAABCI/9Sh1TTzJW5c/s320/IMG_5480.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And so, plans confirmed are as the followings:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Place: Tioman&lt;br /&gt;Date: 6,7 and 8 June 2008&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Confirmation of participants and amount to be paid will be on Sunday. So, do confirm! :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-2917866923568863739?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2917866923568863739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2917866923568863739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2917866923568863739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2917866923568863739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/work-and-simpang-session.html' title='~Work and Simpang Session~'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R_R0_3EwsNI/AAAAAAAABBo/QY4xIJ4dZSI/s72-c/P1030640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-3685653028962888990</id><published>2008-04-02T11:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T14:11:00.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Babbling thingies since I'm bored at work</title><content type='html'>Went to my grandparents place yesterday night after work. What a great great feeling to be able to give them some bucks. Hahx. It really felt super good. Give it a try ar.. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saffy, hope your mum will be alright soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My colleagues that were from TP does not know how to dance the TP Mass Dance. I personally find that it is such a big waste. TP's fun; and I'm missing it. Well, at least abit of it would be gone with me organizing the next gathering which would be tonight! Woohoo! Nothing new though; Simpang and planning for Grad trip. Wonder when will that be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work's a bore nowadays cos there's not much for me to do, and Saffy had introduced to me this blog; &lt;a href="http://www.thatbloodycritic.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.thatbloodycritic.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;. It's nice to read. I had a blast reading it while making time pass FASTER. However, starting next week, it will be quite chaotic for me as I'll be full-force on my own. Wee! Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiara's really getting bigger nowadays and being very stubborn, no surprise there, coming down from her parents &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; sister. Ifrah as always, tried to entertain me with her stories and songs, to no avail though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been editing blogskins! And I'm very satisfied with mine, as well as Winna's; as well as Tika's. I THINK, some people owe me a lunch or dinner arrr...Hahx! One day, I shall understand and find the ways to make my OWN blogskin from scratch cos I really find it fascinating. I guess Sze Hui's not the only one in the wrong course, heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been adding and deleting this one particular person from my MSN for quite some time. AND finally today, I think, I shall delete the person for good COS, it does ME no good in keeping. Kwangs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winna went to the toilet just now. Upon reaching back to the office, she shouted out, 'There are a total of 90plus steps from the toilet to the office!'. I went to the toilet after that. Upon reaching back, I told her 'Winna, you are correct! There are 90 steps from here to the toilet!' Heh..we can count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been in contact with Didi for the past few days. Funny gitu, macam aleh2. But ya, will be catching up with her soon enough..one of the saturdayss..heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the next entry, see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-3685653028962888990?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3685653028962888990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=3685653028962888990' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3685653028962888990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3685653028962888990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/04/babbling-thingies-since-im-bored-at.html' title='Babbling thingies since I&apos;m bored at work'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-6334245421723850910</id><published>2008-03-30T20:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T12:11:17.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bilang saja OK~</title><content type='html'>Being a typical egoistically egoistic, I just can't admit it can't I?&lt;br /&gt;Even after you called back.&lt;br /&gt;Even after hearing your voice.&lt;br /&gt;Hope your reading though.&lt;br /&gt;You're missed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Seandainya kau bilang saja padaku&lt;br /&gt;apa yang kau rasakan&lt;br /&gt;tanpa harus kau diam dan diam lagi&lt;br /&gt;buatku tak mengerti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau datang dan pergi&lt;br /&gt;seperti sibuk sendiri&lt;br /&gt;kau suka ku suka&lt;br /&gt;tapi berputar-putar&lt;br /&gt;aku bingung sendiri&lt;br /&gt;melihatmu begini&lt;br /&gt;kau buat aku jadi pusing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tahu maumu&lt;br /&gt;aku tahu maksudmu&lt;br /&gt;aku mau jawaban&lt;br /&gt;cukup satu jawaban&lt;br /&gt;a... ok&lt;br /&gt;a... ok&lt;br /&gt;bilang saja ok&lt;br /&gt;aku mau jawaban&lt;br /&gt;cukup satu jawaban&lt;br /&gt;aa...&lt;br /&gt;nanananananana&lt;br /&gt;aa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku bingung sendiri&lt;br /&gt;aku tahu maumu&lt;br /&gt;cukup satu jawaban&lt;br /&gt;bilang saja ok&lt;br /&gt;bilang saja ok&lt;br /&gt;bilang saja ok&lt;br /&gt;aku mau jawaban&lt;br /&gt;cukup satu jawaban&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-6334245421723850910?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6334245421723850910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=6334245421723850910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6334245421723850910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6334245421723850910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/03/kau-inginku-miliki.html' title='bilang saja OK~'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8132362939454678971</id><published>2008-03-25T16:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T16:50:53.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pics speak a million words</title><content type='html'>I say: I dreamt I'm at Mcdonalds.&lt;br /&gt;Some kpo people say: I dreamt I'm at Swensens.&lt;br /&gt;Even better: I dreamt I'm at Komalas.&lt;br /&gt;POWER! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R-i7x3EwsBI/AAAAAAAABAI/RUyVe_I9Y0E/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181597836561657874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 444px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="320" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R-i7x3EwsBI/AAAAAAAABAI/RUyVe_I9Y0E/s320/Picture1.jpg" width="325" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The cute wedding cake which Zhi Heng had to make. But, with two guys instead! Wahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R-i7yXEwsCI/AAAAAAAABAQ/PtmPfuFoGVE/s1600-h/wedding5big%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181597845151592482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R-i7yXEwsCI/AAAAAAAABAQ/PtmPfuFoGVE/s320/wedding5big%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Simpang sessionnnnn.... More of sorts please! Love my~~~ opps, got no name, kla, LOVE MY OUTGOING CLASSMATES! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R-i7yXEwsDI/AAAAAAAABAY/vUpP9M4C-7A/s1600-h/IMG_5221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181597845151592498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R-i7yXEwsDI/AAAAAAAABAY/vUpP9M4C-7A/s320/IMG_5221.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/20332002-8132362939454678971?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8132362939454678971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8132362939454678971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8132362939454678971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8132362939454678971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/03/pics-speak-million-words.html' title='pics speak a million words'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R-i7x3EwsBI/AAAAAAAABAI/RUyVe_I9Y0E/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-6233055130854561438</id><published>2008-03-20T09:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T17:22:21.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my wish</title><content type='html'>My wish for today is very simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For you to be healthy again.&lt;br /&gt;For you to laugh and smile again.&lt;br /&gt;For you to be naughty and cheeky again.&lt;br /&gt;For you to grow with peace and &lt;em&gt;happyness&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur Farisya Fiara, I love you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;______________&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Ho Winna,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats on getting that position as a stewardess in SIA. But you have so many choices in life, make your decision wisely. You, out of all people, deserve the best; and so SIA might not be the best. I totally agree with what KM said. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugshugs,&lt;br /&gt;Mully Mully Mul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-6233055130854561438?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6233055130854561438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=6233055130854561438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6233055130854561438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6233055130854561438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-wish.html' title='my wish'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-843515517401306446</id><published>2008-03-15T09:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T12:14:02.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>high hopes and expections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Luck has been on my side lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Will be doing selfish activities, which will not affect anyone in anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's the start to &lt;strong&gt;living my dreams&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the moment you started talking&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;;you threw my interest away&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/20332002-843515517401306446?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/843515517401306446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=843515517401306446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/843515517401306446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/843515517401306446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/03/you.html' title='high hopes and expections'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-203431303767234223</id><published>2008-03-11T13:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:14:57.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>winna ho and work</title><content type='html'>A list of conversations between me and Winna, in between &lt;em&gt;meetings&lt;/em&gt; [very dreaded].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convo 1-&lt;br /&gt;W: I'm seriously dozing off.&lt;br /&gt;N: I feel like lying on the guy behind you to sleep! [the guy behind is a plus sized guy. :)]&lt;br /&gt;W: Nice one! Blip-blop! :D&lt;br /&gt;N: Preeng preeng..Blip2..Blop2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convo 2-&lt;br /&gt;A man just entered the meeting room, and asked whether it is necessary for him to be at the meeting, as he could be going to another meeting....and....said OUT LOUD;&lt;br /&gt;W: Who's that?&lt;br /&gt;Guess who is the man? THE FREAKING CEO!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winna Ho; T.S.K. you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-203431303767234223?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/203431303767234223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=203431303767234223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/203431303767234223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/203431303767234223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/03/winna-ho-and-work.html' title='winna ho and work'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1322035197949714710</id><published>2008-03-09T19:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T13:15:57.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minutes of class meeting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Due Date: N.A.&lt;br /&gt;Issue Date: 09 March 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As per mentioned by Joel in his email, a class gathering had taken place yesterday, Saturday, 08 March 2008, at Bugis Village, during the timing of 1700 – 21 00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to lack of response, minutes of meeting had been written to ensure that everyone takes note of the changes and upcoming activities. Several topics discussed, while standing in the middle of nowhere and during dinner in Swenson’s were:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Physical changes in Chin Yan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Eye surgery on Xin Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Reason why supposedly co-organizer, Winna Ho was not around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Working experiences of Joel – THE BIG BULLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Working experiences of Nurul and Winna Ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Who gets to be a commando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Results of final two semesters on Thursday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Possibility of Redang as a location for class trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Possibility of Joel bringing us to an arcade, pool or bowling centre which is still available&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Attached are the minutes of the meeting. Please do take a time off to read the file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks and Best Regards,&lt;br /&gt;Nurul Adawiyah&lt;br /&gt;Corporate Accounts Dept&lt;br /&gt;Email: salescorp11@globalair.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----*-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-1322035197949714710?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1322035197949714710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1322035197949714710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1322035197949714710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1322035197949714710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/03/minutes-of-class-meeting.html' title='minutes of class meeting'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8478503071879063884</id><published>2008-02-28T21:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T21:46:13.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you</title><content type='html'>Suddenly thinking of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Usah biar ku bersendirian&lt;br /&gt;Usah biar hatimu ditawan&lt;br /&gt;Usah biar diriku disini&lt;br /&gt;Seorang menunggu tanpa teman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usah lepas genggaman tangan mu&lt;br /&gt;Usah biar semua berlalu&lt;br /&gt;Usah terlupa perasaan hati&lt;br /&gt;Pertama kali kita bertemu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usah lepaskan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess there is such a big difference between a Kopi ‘O’ and Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly missing you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-8478503071879063884?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8478503071879063884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8478503071879063884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8478503071879063884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8478503071879063884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/you.html' title='you'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1398449154708641280</id><published>2008-02-23T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T01:59:01.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life</title><content type='html'>Life has seriously been planned out for you even before you were born. Your destiny, your fate, your dreams; it has been mould out for you. You just have to live it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has my life been perfectly laid out for me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was faced with a decision and final say to whether my family is going to move to Pasir Ris or not, when I was just in Primary 6, and I decided to say ‘OK, let’s move!’. Why? With a simple thought that at least I have my cousins in the same school as me and I shall be able to meet them more often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was woken up by a simple question asked by a friend, Brendan, ‘Would you rather get two C5s or one A1 and one F9?”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was put into a dilemma of not being able to enter anywhere because my points were not enough to enter the business school of ANY polytechnics. And THANK GOD, I found Business Process and Systems Engineering, by a mere chance that Didi asked me to accompany her to TP’S Open House.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it by coincidence that me, Tika and Saf were brought together into the same school so that we can actually get to know each other better and learn to really love each other as individuals instead of followers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it by coincidence that Xin Yi sat beside me during orientation? Or Sze Hui was always bitten by me on the first day? Or Winna had a move of heart to call me out-of-the-blue on a holiday?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno, but there’s more and more mere coincidence from where all that come from, and all of which had created my life to be so fruitful and exciting and great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it part of the plan that I got a job when I am in a confuse state of whether to enter University now or later?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I know is by blogging all this down, I am aiming to motivate myself to prove that I can make it. Cos I know I want to make the people who read my blog feel proud; or jealous [which ever you are].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray for me as much as I’m praying for your well-being and your happiness. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-1398449154708641280?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1398449154708641280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1398449154708641280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1398449154708641280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1398449154708641280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/life.html' title='life'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2092723189320781165</id><published>2008-02-22T21:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T21:47:36.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i got a job</title><content type='html'>Hey you! Yes you! You are now looking at&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Global &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;AirFreight&lt;/span&gt; Corporate Admin Officer 2&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Alhamdullilah&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just good. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Wahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;No &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;..I have to really do well in this job. They put high expectations on me and I have to live up to it, or even better.&lt;br /&gt;YES &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NURUL&lt;/span&gt;, YOU CAN DO IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Weee&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. To all my dearest closest friends, wait up for my first pay &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;aites&lt;/span&gt;! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-2092723189320781165?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2092723189320781165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2092723189320781165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2092723189320781165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2092723189320781165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-got-job.html' title='i got a job'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8499297984525894899</id><published>2008-02-20T17:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T17:53:23.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh my GOD!</title><content type='html'>I have an interview this Friday. To a job that I wanted. To a place that I wanted [as I heard LOTS of good things about it]. YippeeDeDoodle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck people! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-8499297984525894899?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8499297984525894899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8499297984525894899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8499297984525894899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8499297984525894899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/oh-my-god.html' title='oh my GOD!'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2976722800125219233</id><published>2008-02-17T23:42:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T11:56:38.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY THOUGHTS</title><content type='html'>Theme of today post is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;HAPPY THOUGHTS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sick of writing dreams and goals and evolutions. Hahx! So today, it's just you and me and this editted photos. Editting passion is kicking back. Stay alive baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I may be bad but I still love you. :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168002555089999618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hu8U5zVwI/AAAAAAAAA_o/spH_DLL7U7g/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168002104118433522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7huiE5zVvI/AAAAAAAAA_g/TyUXDUv_OeE/s320/mamanpapa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168009182224537394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7h0-E5zVzI/AAAAAAAABAA/KibXl3J4HrA/s320/along.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168001399743796946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7ht5E5zVtI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/Vh--X0XOjl4/s320/ayul.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168001404038764258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7ht5U5zVuI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/4wcmo1QJgFM/s320/adek.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167997740431660706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hqkE5zVqI/AAAAAAAAA-4/rjKAggsVMQQ/s320/ifrah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168006875827099426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hy305zVyI/AAAAAAAAA_4/KGE6n3kdtaQ/s320/fiara.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167992285823194722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hlmk5zVmI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/XACG-xWn_oM/s320/baknnyai.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167982635031680498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hc005zVfI/AAAAAAAAA9g/ZkTRJl6ZZeM/s320/hada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167992307298031234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hln05zVoI/AAAAAAAAA-o/Z5rStoCd_pc/s320/tika.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167992298708096626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hlnU5zVnI/AAAAAAAAA-g/FAyDPzcybtk/s320/saf.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167988965813474866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hilU5zVjI/AAAAAAAAA-A/OmfW_yeNIdc/s320/szie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167988974403409490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hil05zVlI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/q9en2UgSJl0/s320/xinyi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167988970108442178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hilk5zVkI/AAAAAAAAA-I/e_BRgg6yTfw/s320/winnaho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167994540681025170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hnp05zVpI/AAAAAAAAA-w/ZMsf5IGMgJ0/s320/daya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168004986041489170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hxJ05zVxI/AAAAAAAAA_w/WVmij8xYCe4/s320/meer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Let's all stay happy shall we?&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/20332002-2976722800125219233?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2976722800125219233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2976722800125219233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2976722800125219233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2976722800125219233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-thoughts.html' title='HAPPY THOUGHTS'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R7hu8U5zVwI/AAAAAAAAA_o/spH_DLL7U7g/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1299832258277244175</id><published>2008-02-16T21:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T21:41:27.618+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whatever</title><content type='html'>Sometimes there's just &lt;em&gt;no explanation;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of being &lt;strong&gt;dumb&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;egoistic &lt;/strong&gt;at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;It &lt;em&gt;pissed me off&lt;/em&gt;, that I know for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'mon people, use your &lt;em&gt;nearest&lt;/em&gt; common sense and start thinking.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seemed to be ok but not me and not you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to keep saying till a lesson is &lt;strong&gt;learnt and taught&lt;/strong&gt;; for all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-1299832258277244175?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1299832258277244175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1299832258277244175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1299832258277244175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1299832258277244175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/whatever.html' title='whatever'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2807039761532208483</id><published>2008-02-10T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T18:41:45.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my dream</title><content type='html'>I wanna break free.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna say what I wanna to.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna leave before I was pushed to.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna be with you cos you are so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams are our destiny.&lt;br /&gt;Make it happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-2807039761532208483?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2807039761532208483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2807039761532208483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2807039761532208483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2807039761532208483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-dream.html' title='my dream'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-7799815082020153336</id><published>2008-02-07T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T23:36:38.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR TO ALL MY FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry for not messaging a more personalized sms to all of ya! AND I was suppose to be working, therefore since plans were cancelled out, I have no idea what I was suppose to be doing now. Which is kinda sad. And when there's actually people who wanna go out with me, I don't want to [I'm still plain unready; am I really 20? I mean, going 20? Hahx!].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, went to Cik Mus's chalet and had lots of food and there's this cute one lil boy who kept saying his name is Hanis [which sounds like a girl]. So throughout the whole game of Snap, I was going 'Hanis your turn, your turn' and he would put his card. Then came my cousin Zawana, saying to him ' Adibbbbb, what you doing here??' I got the shock of the day, HIS NAME WAS ADIB AND WE HAD BEEN CALLING HIM HANIS ALL THIS WHILE?? Hahx, turns out Hanis was his mum's name. Cute la that boy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also went to Changi beach just awhile ago with Saf, Tika and Meer. Had a great time just chilling, catching up and eating. I swear I just wanted to get those oranges and maybe some karipaps from the chalet over, but they were overloaded with food so they kept pushing noodles and macaronis to me. Thank God we saw Saf's ustazah there and I took the opportunity to pass some food to them. :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got no bucks to rebond my hair now. ANY KIND SOULs OUT THERE? :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-7799815082020153336?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7799815082020153336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=7799815082020153336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7799815082020153336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7799815082020153336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/happy-chinese-new-year-to-all-my.html' title='CNY 2008'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-6428168152717540096</id><published>2008-02-02T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T00:55:24.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meant to be or not</title><content type='html'>Sometimes you just wonder if things are just the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;Is it meant to be?&lt;br /&gt;It is suppose to be this way?&lt;br /&gt;You may wish for more, or you may wish for never,&lt;br /&gt;But is there an underlying message to it that you just can't defer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish that there is a meaning to it.&lt;br /&gt;I wish there is more to it.&lt;br /&gt;I wish it doesn't end here.&lt;br /&gt;I wish there's a surprise awaiting me in the future.&lt;br /&gt;I wish it is meant to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a secret; to me; from me; the lost soul. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-6428168152717540096?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6428168152717540096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=6428168152717540096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6428168152717540096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6428168152717540096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/meant-to-be-or-not.html' title='meant to be or not'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-5758179043452285461</id><published>2008-02-01T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T18:02:25.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNOFFICIAL last day of school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Today is the UNOFFICIAL last day of school. It is damn sad I would say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once all the presentation were done, a huge relieve just went over me. Though the journey of completing the project had been quite sucky [yet at times memorable], it's complete; it's &lt;strong&gt;OVER&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162688492211139170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R6WN1KA98mI/AAAAAAAAA8A/IvQRCqr1BGc/s320/IMG_2372.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162688500801073794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R6WN1qA98oI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/ku8aiKVRIOg/s320/IMG_2386.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162691722026545890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R6WQxKA98uI/AAAAAAAAA9A/SIkUCwBSf4s/s320/IMG_2388.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162688505096041122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R6WN16A98qI/AAAAAAAAA8g/M2HgBObgVoM/s320/IMG_2389.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162690141478580914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R6WPVKA98rI/AAAAAAAAA8o/qQBloGmD1nU/s320/IMG_2393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole thing, was suppose to be meeting Sze Hui's 'friend' for an 'interview'. However, AGAIN, I was stood up. Hahx. Lucky we were in it together. By we, I meant, me, Xin Yi and Sze Hui. So, in the end, we decided to drop by Coffee Club at Marina Walk. [Chey, 'drop by'. Hahx!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate and we talked and we shared and we laughed and we made fun and we were just being we. :) I'm really really really really very thankful that I had known you guys. And I think it is about time I'll tell you guys a secret. Hmmmmm....will tell ya the next time the &lt;strong&gt;3 &lt;/strong&gt;of us meet. :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R6WPVKA98sI/AAAAAAAAA8w/2v305Xua8Qw/s1600-h/IMG_2414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162690141478580930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R6WPVKA98sI/AAAAAAAAA8w/2v305Xua8Qw/s320/IMG_2414.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R6WPVaA98tI/AAAAAAAAA84/HNrGcAyt_rY/s1600-h/IMG_2413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162690145773548242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R6WPVaA98tI/AAAAAAAAA84/HNrGcAyt_rY/s320/IMG_2413.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking back about the past years, I'm just scared I won't be able to laugh as much, have fun as much, talk as much, EAT as much, gossip as much, say hi to QB Ho as much- hahx..freaking everything la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But nah.....ain't gonna happen. Cause, seriously guys, I think you guys love me too much to let me be deprive of you guys right? Hahx...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Sze Hui, I'll be sure to tell you when I think anyone, someone is the ONE. Cause I would wanna you to warn him too. Hahx, and he better be scared. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like freaking tired now and I wanna enjoy the night with a great, stress-free sleep. Toodles folks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-5758179043452285461?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5758179043452285461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=5758179043452285461' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5758179043452285461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5758179043452285461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/02/today-is-unofficial-last-day-of-school.html' title='UNOFFICIAL last day of school'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R6WN1KA98mI/AAAAAAAAA8A/IvQRCqr1BGc/s72-c/IMG_2372.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-3909030495229216743</id><published>2008-01-30T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T18:33:01.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Add on the shitty thingies that happened today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Sengkang, with Saffy accompanying me, to send the 4 pathetic burgers which a so-called customer ordered. She ordered only 4. Yes. 2 packs. Nevermind, I would say it's our mistake for not puting certain quota to the minimum number of order. So I went. Meeting time was at 4.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reaching there early[3.45pm], me and Saffy decided to walk around. In the end, we settled with a Mr Softee and sat at the benches near the LRT [the meeting place]. We talked and stoned LOTS, however at 4.30pm she was still not there. So, I gave her a call. With a damn blur voice, she said she was going to be late, however reaching in like ten minutes. So I was like "Ok! See ya in a bit.". Came 4.45pm, she was still not there. I've messaged her twice, to no reply. Saffy gave her a total of more than 10 calls, which she did not picked up. Giving 5pm a limit, I pushed Saffy to walk around with me. At 5.10pm, deciding to give up, I messaged Doris about the situation. She called me back, asking me just go home and she'll message that girl for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what she wrote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hi Shery. Our person had gone off after waiting for 52 mins. Our service are made available for customers who are keen in enjoying good food. We're not sure if it was a prank, but please do think of the effort and the food that has to go to waste. Though you're our customer, we appreciate if you TREAT us with respect. Thank you. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doris, wa caya sama lu ar beb. Hahx!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-3909030495229216743?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3909030495229216743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=3909030495229216743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3909030495229216743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3909030495229216743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/add-on-shitty-thingies-that-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-7561808040731363358</id><published>2008-01-30T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T13:31:46.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss Home!</title><content type='html'>Frankly, yesterday morning didn't start very well. What the heck! The past week had not been going pretty well! Projects, reports, presentations, submissions, lecturers pecking behind your back, and other many many stupid idiotic thingies just get the nerve out of me lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention was Fiara still being sick. The other day, I was doing project at Winna's place, my bros and my dad kept calling me cause Fiara didn't stopped crying since my mum left. Oh my God! What the tut was I supposed to do right? If we live just next door, I'll rush over, but; ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm freaking busy with school work! Am I always out because I was just plain tired of staying at home? HELL NO! I LOVE HOME! Seriously, I look forward to reaching home every single f*cking day, it's my happiest moment everyday without a fail; no matter how shitty things are, no matter how untidy the house may be, no matter how much things I need to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it la, I miss my stupid bed, and making Pooh say hello to Fiara, which will make her laugh like freaking hell. I miss making Ifrah angry with me. I miss sitting at home and rot in front of the TV. I miss reading on my bed. I miss my SUPER SINGLE bed, not the one I'm sleeping on now [which is single]; NOTE TO IFRAH: BUZZ OFF MY BED! heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, next week better come fast, or I'm gonna start going into depression.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-7561808040731363358?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7561808040731363358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=7561808040731363358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7561808040731363358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7561808040731363358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-miss-home.html' title='I miss Home!'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8434981008579590301</id><published>2008-01-25T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T22:23:14.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'>did i?</title><content type='html'>I think I've changed. &lt;em&gt;Do you think I've change?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if at times I'm not being me.&lt;br /&gt;But changes; I can't stop it from happening.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to be normal, but I'll end up just &lt;em&gt;trying&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-8434981008579590301?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8434981008579590301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8434981008579590301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8434981008579590301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8434981008579590301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/did-i.html' title='did i?'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-626012157843258810</id><published>2008-01-21T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:35:30.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the future</title><content type='html'>Everything gonna end real soon I hope.&lt;br /&gt;The projects, the stress, the diagreements, the sleepovers, the whole CRAZINESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling quite muddled up on what I should do after poly.&lt;br /&gt;Should I be working and help the family? Cause there's a high possibility of my mum quiting her job because of her arm pain.&lt;br /&gt;Or should I just go all the way? And try my very best to study in a university, as planned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..I'm confuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-626012157843258810?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/626012157843258810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=626012157843258810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/626012157843258810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/626012157843258810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/future.html' title='the future'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8971885074738592910</id><published>2008-01-16T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T18:04:29.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pretentious beings, come out and come clean.&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/20332002-8971885074738592910?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8971885074738592910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8971885074738592910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8971885074738592910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8971885074738592910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/prententious-beings-come-out-and-come.html' title=''/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1001595775152030335</id><published>2008-01-15T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T15:21:28.809+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EPS 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;My rendition of the happenings during EPS 2008 [10.01.08 - 12.01.08]. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Sho' Burgs gang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytY8nuRgI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/KMugUFCf2Z8/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155686317533578754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytY8nuRgI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/KMugUFCf2Z8/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our nicely done booth. The red very nice ar? Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytZMnuRhI/AAAAAAAAA7g/QJyD57M4OFc/s1600-h/IMG_0591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155686321828546066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytZMnuRhI/AAAAAAAAA7g/QJyD57M4OFc/s320/IMG_0591.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With our supervisor, Mr Hong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytZMnuRiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/9Q3U1Gt5DIg/s1600-h/IMG_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155686321828546082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytZMnuRiI/AAAAAAAAA7o/9Q3U1Gt5DIg/s320/IMG_0615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The Mr Cai who never fails to make laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytZMnuRjI/AAAAAAAAA7w/iugYpX183xI/s1600-h/IMG_0651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155686321828546098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytZMnuRjI/AAAAAAAAA7w/iugYpX183xI/s320/IMG_0651.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sweet Doris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytZcnuRkI/AAAAAAAAA74/yehbSfeb3xY/s1600-h/IMG_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155686326123513410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytZcnuRkI/AAAAAAAAA74/yehbSfeb3xY/s320/IMG_0658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us with the BiZeN gang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytBcnuRbI/AAAAAAAAA6w/o_IFj3BrqJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155685913806652850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytBcnuRbI/AAAAAAAAA6w/o_IFj3BrqJ0/s320/IMG_0660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Winna Ho acting small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytBsnuRcI/AAAAAAAAA64/FqZmfLfizuU/s1600-h/IMG_1649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155685918101620162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytBsnuRcI/AAAAAAAAA64/FqZmfLfizuU/s320/IMG_1649.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Koo Sze Hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytB8nuRdI/AAAAAAAAA7A/byXkfbYQ7Xw/s1600-h/IMG_1648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155685922396587474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytB8nuRdI/AAAAAAAAA7A/byXkfbYQ7Xw/s320/IMG_1648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See? I'm so hardworking doing project. She's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytCMnuReI/AAAAAAAAA7I/DQAxsy20OP4/s1600-h/IMG_1656.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155685926691554786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytCMnuReI/AAAAAAAAA7I/DQAxsy20OP4/s320/IMG_1656.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Us with Tong-tong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytCcnuRfI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/DXaL6AXr8cs/s1600-h/IMG_1673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155685930986522098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytCcnuRfI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/DXaL6AXr8cs/s320/IMG_1673.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SzIE. Winna. MuL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ysasnuRXI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/2evkDToa-lI/s1600-h/IMG_1669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155685248086721906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ysasnuRXI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/2evkDToa-lI/s320/IMG_1669.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Us at Winna place celebrating SzIe bdae [11.01.08]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KOO SZE HUI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[editted just for you!]&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155685256676656514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ysbMnuRYI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/LzWprvNHOJ0/s320/IMG_1793.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;IT IS MADE BY US LAA...don't believe! hmph! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ysbcnuRZI/AAAAAAAAA6g/v6FqWqyKTE8/s1600-h/IMG_1795.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155685260971623826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ysbcnuRZI/AAAAAAAAA6g/v6FqWqyKTE8/s320/IMG_1795.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Crazy peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ysbcnuRaI/AAAAAAAAA6o/st4mhiyxBgk/s1600-h/IMG_0695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155685260971623842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ysbcnuRaI/AAAAAAAAA6o/st4mhiyxBgk/s320/IMG_0695.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The gals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4yr2snuRUI/AAAAAAAAA54/8OpAURvMelo/s1600-h/IMG_0686.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155684629611431234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4yr2snuRUI/AAAAAAAAA54/8OpAURvMelo/s320/IMG_0686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The all of us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4yr28nuRVI/AAAAAAAAA6A/JMGrC9f26B4/s1600-h/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155684633906398546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4yr28nuRVI/AAAAAAAAA6A/JMGrC9f26B4/s320/IMG_0703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The act photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4yr3cnuRWI/AAAAAAAAA6I/c-P09y-dxSc/s1600-h/CIMG0811.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155684642496333154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4yr3cnuRWI/AAAAAAAAA6I/c-P09y-dxSc/s320/CIMG0811.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4yrLMnuRRI/AAAAAAAAA5g/f6yJJGjzPR0/s1600-h/IMG_0706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155683882287121682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4yrLMnuRRI/AAAAAAAAA5g/f6yJJGjzPR0/s320/IMG_0706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; EPS 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4yrLcnuRSI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Nz5rhoJFPYw/s1600-h/IMG_0727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155683886582088994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4yrLcnuRSI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Nz5rhoJFPYw/s320/IMG_0727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4yrLcnuRTI/AAAAAAAAA5w/EF5PFoJckK0/s1600-h/IMG_0737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155683886582089010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4yrLcnuRTI/AAAAAAAAA5w/EF5PFoJckK0/s320/IMG_0737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ramli has a crush on me. He took this from far. Wahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ynRsnuRMI/AAAAAAAAA44/Xpg7DWbkhug/s1600-h/IMG_0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155679595909760194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ynRsnuRMI/AAAAAAAAA44/Xpg7DWbkhug/s320/IMG_0746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; His cam damn good la! hahx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ynR8nuRNI/AAAAAAAAA5A/qN1yVgCWMTQ/s1600-h/IMG_0749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155679600204727506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ynR8nuRNI/AAAAAAAAA5A/qN1yVgCWMTQ/s320/IMG_0749.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; With the soap from Soapfully Yours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ynR8nuROI/AAAAAAAAA5I/NHW3Pm3zTNc/s1600-h/IMG_0771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155679600204727522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ynR8nuROI/AAAAAAAAA5I/NHW3Pm3zTNc/s320/IMG_0771.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suppose to be candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ynSMnuRPI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/RzpUPfppFGY/s1600-h/IMG_0775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155679604499694834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ynSMnuRPI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/RzpUPfppFGY/s320/IMG_0775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ending all, Mr Cai gay pose. Take it awayyy! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ynScnuRQI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/fO8pkVMjdms/s1600-h/IMG_0786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155679608794662146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ynScnuRQI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/fO8pkVMjdms/s320/IMG_0786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Thanks Winna for all the fun and laughter. :D Thanks to my dad for picking me up all 3 days. Thanks to the group for making all this come true. Thanks to all the hot guys that were there at EPS 2008, u guys rock my 3days! Woohooo! Thanks to the rest for making me a happy girl!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Unexpected happenings makes life more interesting don't you think. Hmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* Funny how this event above might be the highest achievement I've made, but I receive no physical support from family and close friends. Hah..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;* How can someone be so hot huh? Hahx. I've found a new crush in school to get me by the last 1 month in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-1001595775152030335?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1001595775152030335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1001595775152030335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1001595775152030335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1001595775152030335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/eps-2008.html' title='EPS 2008'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4ytY8nuRgI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/KMugUFCf2Z8/s72-c/IMG_0582.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-113294368300646610</id><published>2008-01-13T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T20:08:15.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection on TP</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;I have to admit that when I entered Temasek Polytechnic (TP), I came with very low expectation, which is to get a diploma by the end of the 3 years. But as time passed by, I realized that I could do better, so why not set higher expectations for myself. With that new and improve mindset in me, it has taken me to places which I never dreamt of going to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being in TP has taught me to be a different person; to be the person I believe I could be. The experiences which I had gained throughout my stay in TP have taught me many things and I believe it would benefit me most even in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had always been an active member of BiZen, my diploma course’s club. Being a member in year 1, and later on promoted to be part of the main committee as the Head of Admin 06/07in year 2, had allowed me to build me analytical and communication skills. Organizing events such as October Orientation and Leadership camps had mould me into becoming a better leader as well as a better speaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being chosen for TP’s Overseas Students Internship Programme (OSIP) was also an honour to me. I was given the opportunity to travel to Mandalay in Myanmar, where I experienced jobs as a teacher as well as a business analyzer. Seeing a different culture and being able to live with them is an experience I would definitely never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The journey of Major Project has also been a memorable experience for me. The process of discovering a product, research and development, marketing, networking and promoting, had allowed me to be more proactive. The end of Major Project had been a sweet one, when my group was awarded with a Merit award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hopes and dreams had slowly opened its wings. To an initially the girl-who-just-want-to-pass, I became the lady-that-want-to-do-well. I have grown and seen the importance of being ready for the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, everything I ever did had always been for my family. Each success to me means a step closer to a better life. I am very thankful to the fact that my school fees are fully subsidized by MENDAKI and I was also able to get help from LBKM too. Without these financial helpers, I do not think I would be able to complete my studies in TP. Getting financial assistance also helped in wanting to have good results as I realized that I am using someone else’s money and I should not make them think that investing on me was a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliché as it may sound, but I am very happy to have met the friends I had gained in TP. Someone once told me, “The real friends you made are the ones that stick with you throughout your poly life.” For me, I believe my classmates played an important role in my happiness-rate in school. Without the bond which we had created and the thoughtfulness we had for one another, I would dare say my poly life would be a boring one. I sincerely hope to remain good friends with all, and I never once regretted being part of their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choosing TP as part of my life journey would never be a mistake either.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-113294368300646610?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/113294368300646610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=113294368300646610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/113294368300646610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/113294368300646610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/reflection-on-tp.html' title='Reflection on TP'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-6737327827119081249</id><published>2008-01-07T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T10:56:07.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy Birthday to my dearest Nurfarinny Ifrah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;May good fortune fall on you and may you grow into becoming a great, clever and beautiful young girl! *HUGS*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152562944301483186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4GUssnuRLI/AAAAAAAAA4w/PtmX0-bZzlI/s320/1_217058865l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&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/20332002-6737327827119081249?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6737327827119081249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=6737327827119081249' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6737327827119081249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6737327827119081249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/happy-birthday-to-my-dearest-nurfarinny.html' title=''/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R4GUssnuRLI/AAAAAAAAA4w/PtmX0-bZzlI/s72-c/1_217058865l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-3817020046450812120</id><published>2008-01-06T18:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-06T19:14:44.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's kinda sad you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see how loved ones is being hurt emotionally when none of them deserved such a treatment. If only I have the power to make things change, I would. Looking back at old photo albums, where were we, that once upon a time ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda sad you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To see a friend betray another. For what? I ask you. Is that how little this friendship meant to you that you rather see it be gone in a flash rather than keeping it alive? The answer is in your hands. The one who pulled you up when you were at your lowest point, is the one that is going to push you down, all the way down again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, on a happier note, I had ran 2.4km in the morning for the past 2 days. Gonna run tomorrow morning as well, to prepare for the big NAPFA day on Wednesday. Woohoo; all the best I say. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-3817020046450812120?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3817020046450812120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=3817020046450812120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3817020046450812120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3817020046450812120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/its-kinda-sad-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8657397989303039189</id><published>2008-01-03T00:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T01:01:18.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rambling stuff</title><content type='html'>Firstly, wanna wish Daya a belated 20th Birthday. Hope you had enjoyed the celebration. Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cute Birthday girl. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150919857317758114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3u-UcnuRKI/AAAAAAAAA4o/sml8dzt2E0Y/s320/DSC01155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just feel like rambling things today, so just bear with it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sometimes I feel that it is not fair. Not fair not fair not fair. Why me? WHY MUST I FEEL THIS? WHY CAN'T THAT GIRL BE SOMEONE ELSE? If I could turn back time, I would have definitely done things differently, just to save myself from the whole bullshit. It hurts okay? &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Even when you don't mean to, I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Farisya's smile is the only thing I look forward to everyday now. Going home early for her is just so fun! I don't mind at all. Bubbye friends, I have a &lt;em&gt;daughter&lt;/em&gt; to take care of now. Hahx.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you are all alone, especially in public, do you have the temptation to actually just smile to yourself? Thinking of things that happened during that day, or jokes that you had given 2nd thoughts to and realized that 'Ehhhh...FUNNY AR!', but you can't laugh or even smile, because you're alone? Haiyo, can people stop judging people who smile to themselves? &lt;em&gt;Cause I'm definitely one of them.&lt;/em&gt; Hahahx!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Went gyming just now with Winna Ho and Sze Hui. ME? I WENT GYMING SIAAA....hahx...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Life is short, so live it till the fullest. I'm trying to live life, but at times, I'm pulling myself back. Why is that?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I want a hug and I need a hug. I wanna cry but tears wouldn't fall out. Maybe it's trying to remind me of how stupid I'll feel if I really waste them. &lt;strong&gt;Thank you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-8657397989303039189?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8657397989303039189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8657397989303039189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8657397989303039189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8657397989303039189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/rambling-stuff.html' title='rambling stuff'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3u-UcnuRKI/AAAAAAAAA4o/sml8dzt2E0Y/s72-c/DSC01155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2527375689054476607</id><published>2008-01-01T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T02:39:28.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Happy New Year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This year, I really hope to get into a local university, if my results permits me to. If not, to get a well-paid job. Overall, everything I do is for the future of my family. I really wanna help out in financial matters at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br&gt;Seriously I'm already thinking of all the wonders money could bring; &lt;em&gt;yet, that's only how much it could bring&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;the rest is up to you&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna have a great life, I have big dreams; and as lessons that I might picked up during 2007 is to not dream much; as it always ends to get so much sweeter than you expected.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had achieved NOTHING that I wanted in 2007; yet achieved so much more in other fields that I had never aim to aim high in. Because of that, somehow my perspective of life have change. My targets, my goals, my inspirations had changed. Dreams of others had now became mine; how great could that feel? Extremely. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's really just sit back and relax, and just see..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Just see where 2008 will bring me to. *Smiles*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-2527375689054476607?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2527375689054476607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2527375689054476607' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2527375689054476607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2527375689054476607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2008/01/another-year.html' title='another year'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-5686738511932617528</id><published>2007-12-30T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T23:48:12.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy thingies</title><content type='html'>The end of 2007 is reaching. It's tomorrow. It's going to be 31st December 2007 tomorrow. I don't know why but this year had been so special that seeing it ends just felt so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;5 Most Memorable Happy Thingies that Happened to me in 2007:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The birth of Nurfarisya Fiara. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Having a super great class and the making of a new band 'Blacklisted'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A whole-rounded birthday with all my beloved friends and family&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to Myanmar for the 3 month internship programme&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting the Merit award for our Major Project&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Hahx. I have a sad life, sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2007, bubbyes!&lt;br /&gt;2008, woohhoooooo, here I come baby!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-5686738511932617528?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5686738511932617528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=5686738511932617528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5686738511932617528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5686738511932617528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/end-of-2007-is-reaching.html' title='Happy thingies'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2513755253678105123</id><published>2007-12-27T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T11:55:48.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm lost</title><content type='html'>It's not sorry that I'm looking for.&lt;br /&gt;If it's just that, it's as good as not mentioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's initiative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if you still don't get it, nevermind, let's just forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-2513755253678105123?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2513755253678105123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2513755253678105123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2513755253678105123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2513755253678105123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-lost.html' title='i&apos;m lost'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-3743484857240358648</id><published>2007-12-25T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T20:38:42.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's go across!</title><content type='html'>Trip to Johor had been a great one. From just the three of us [me, Tika and Daya], it increases to 5, with Daya's mum and sis joining us. So, yeah, the more the better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a short trip to Shadirah, as I'm considering using the brand as my face cleanser again, and I did! Gonna go for the facial very soon hopefully as it is freaking cheap! Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tika acting decent. God, so unbelievable rite?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D4L8nuRHI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/lVBahAxPtDI/s1600-h/DSC01940.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147887258219463794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D4L8nuRHI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/lVBahAxPtDI/s320/DSC01940.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D4MMnuRII/AAAAAAAAA4Y/SGKkEvdnjA4/s1600-h/DSC01934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147887262514431106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D4MMnuRII/AAAAAAAAA4Y/SGKkEvdnjA4/s320/DSC01934.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D4McnuRJI/AAAAAAAAA4g/C1PZVQzAeGE/s1600-h/DSC01936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147887266809398418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D4McnuRJI/AAAAAAAAA4g/C1PZVQzAeGE/s320/DSC01936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D3scnuRCI/AAAAAAAAA3o/glfJhf6mFhU/s1600-h/DSC01935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147886717053584418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D3scnuRCI/AAAAAAAAA3o/glfJhf6mFhU/s320/DSC01935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Behind us is an amusement park at danga bay. So gonna go there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D3s8nuRDI/AAAAAAAAA3w/-iR6hpSCEV4/s1600-h/DSC01015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147886725643519026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D3s8nuRDI/AAAAAAAAA3w/-iR6hpSCEV4/s320/DSC01015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D3s8nuREI/AAAAAAAAA34/vfaWAir1Kgw/s1600-h/DSC01017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147886725643519042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D3s8nuREI/AAAAAAAAA34/vfaWAir1Kgw/s320/DSC01017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D3tMnuRFI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Fycp6qYO4hE/s1600-h/DSC01018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147886729938486354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D3tMnuRFI/AAAAAAAAA4A/Fycp6qYO4hE/s320/DSC01018.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D3tcnuRGI/AAAAAAAAA4I/Ud_r_qezSDI/s1600-h/DSC01929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5147886734233453666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D3tcnuRGI/AAAAAAAAA4I/Ud_r_qezSDI/s320/DSC01929.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hugs and Kisses. More of such outings please!&lt;br /&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/20332002-3743484857240358648?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3743484857240358648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=3743484857240358648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3743484857240358648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3743484857240358648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/lets-go-across.html' title='let&apos;s go across!'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R3D4L8nuRHI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/lVBahAxPtDI/s72-c/DSC01940.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8477256780602300558</id><published>2007-12-24T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T14:57:55.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From where I'm standing</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I don't need a boyfriend to have friends. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying to be calculative; but I just feel irritated. Irritated to the fact that I need to get a guy just because everyone has one? Hey, not everything is perfect. And maybe our group can't be perfect yet; &lt;em&gt;just because I don't have a boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From where I'm standing, this is how I feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-8477256780602300558?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8477256780602300558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8477256780602300558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8477256780602300558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8477256780602300558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/from-where-im-standing.html' title='From where I&apos;m standing'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1915128026415498617</id><published>2007-12-23T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T00:29:22.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batam trip: 19/12/07 - 21/12/07</title><content type='html'>Batam trip is seriously all about FOOD. Mee Bakso, burgers, lontong, rendang, chicken, cow's butt soup (super yummy), donuts, ice-cream waffles(FAVOURITE!!). Stayed at an uncle house (Wak Lan), went with Nyai and Bak also. Pics all the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My top is the same as the comforter at Wak Lan's place!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146834420001293330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R206osnuRBI/AAAAAAAAA3g/vwXyg2Rr1Tg/s320/P1030203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My family.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146832805093589954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R205KsnuQ8I/AAAAAAAAA24/L2nKLlFY01s/s320/P1030341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Farisya so happy ar?? Cos we feed her LOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R205K8nuQ9I/AAAAAAAAA3A/Lzp06vnCvjQ/s1600-h/P1030352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146832809388557266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R205K8nuQ9I/AAAAAAAAA3A/Lzp06vnCvjQ/s320/P1030352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A&amp;amp;W Ice-cream waffles! Yummmmmyyyy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R205LMnuQ-I/AAAAAAAAA3I/9_D8zsbvFnk/s1600-h/P1030345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146832813683524578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R205LMnuQ-I/AAAAAAAAA3I/9_D8zsbvFnk/s320/P1030345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See? He ate non-stop too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R205LMnuQ_I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/K3lzOAF4xCU/s1600-h/P1030344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146832813683524594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R205LMnuQ_I/AAAAAAAAA3Q/K3lzOAF4xCU/s320/P1030344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and my sayang Ifrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R205LcnuRAI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/VdrTTJkijWQ/s1600-h/P1030237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146832817978491906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R205LcnuRAI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/VdrTTJkijWQ/s320/P1030237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The sheeps getting ready to be slaughtered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R204p8nuQ3I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/v3ymbfACjmI/s1600-h/P1030186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146832242452874098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R204p8nuQ3I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/v3ymbfACjmI/s320/P1030186.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Donuts!!! - So called the Starbucks of Batam; quite a relaxing place to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R204p8nuQ4I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/uG2M-40wYYQ/s1600-h/P1030202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146832242452874114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R204p8nuQ4I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/uG2M-40wYYQ/s320/P1030202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The bros; Irfan and Hilmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R204qMnuQ5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/62wvhyY7Y7A/s1600-h/P1030232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146832246747841426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R204qMnuQ5I/AAAAAAAAA2g/62wvhyY7Y7A/s320/P1030232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ifrah's Best Friend! Audong(by her and the boys); Fardhi(by the rest)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R204q8nuQ6I/AAAAAAAAA2o/dry3-aFkvuI/s1600-h/P1030275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146832259632743330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R204q8nuQ6I/AAAAAAAAA2o/dry3-aFkvuI/s320/P1030275.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R204rMnuQ7I/AAAAAAAAA2w/XEI4UKb0a2U/s1600-h/P1030331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146832263927710642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R204rMnuQ7I/AAAAAAAAA2w/XEI4UKb0a2U/s320/P1030331.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-1915128026415498617?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1915128026415498617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1915128026415498617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1915128026415498617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1915128026415498617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/batam-trip-191207-211207.html' title='Batam trip: 19/12/07 - 21/12/07'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R206osnuRBI/AAAAAAAAA3g/vwXyg2Rr1Tg/s72-c/P1030203.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-3191456649297032206</id><published>2007-12-19T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-23T00:12:54.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>K505 Christmas Chalet 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Welcome to K505 Christmas Chalet 2007! 17/12/07 - 19/12/07&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146823012568154818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20wQsnuQsI/AAAAAAAAA04/NvD6HC5HA_o/s320/CIMG0360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Dinner at McDonalds on first night&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146821779912540770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20vI8nuQmI/AAAAAAAAA0I/hBw5_sN61kA/s320/BIMG_0837.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blacklisted ring; gift by SzIe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20vJMnuQnI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/6BggqJ-hiHQ/s1600-h/BIMG_0851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146821784207508082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20vJMnuQnI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/6BggqJ-hiHQ/s320/BIMG_0851.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blacklisted! :)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146821788502475394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20vJcnuQoI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/wceumC3Vg8k/s320/BIMG_0853.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Gift-exchange and BBQ madness on second night. Of course, the girls were given a lecture by me for not wanting to wake up! Irritating; but it works right? Just an angry tone from me, the girls started to slowly one by one crawl downstairs. Hahx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The BBQ obviously rocks with the simple touch of my grandma's sambal! Woohoo! But, I would say it's the messiest BBQ I've ever been to! Hahx! Still...it rocks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20ujMnuQhI/AAAAAAAAAzg/9iBcu-RoHTQ/s1600-h/BIMG_0861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146821131372478994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20ujMnuQhI/AAAAAAAAAzg/9iBcu-RoHTQ/s200/BIMG_0861.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146821135667446322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20ujcnuQjI/AAAAAAAAAzw/mgMWVTwOPpo/s200/BSIMG_0865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20ujsnuQkI/AAAAAAAAAz4/A-hKAcpvD2Y/s1600-h/BSIMG_0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146821139962413634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20ujsnuQkI/AAAAAAAAAz4/A-hKAcpvD2Y/s200/BSIMG_0866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20ujsnuQlI/AAAAAAAAA0A/HKqqhqSHbU4/s1600-h/BSIMG_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146821139962413650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20ujsnuQlI/AAAAAAAAA0A/HKqqhqSHbU4/s200/BSIMG_0867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The silly guys.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146823012568154802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20wQsnuQrI/AAAAAAAAA0w/8Oso_IIxNck/s320/BIMG_0879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls with the two extras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20vJsnuQqI/AAAAAAAAA0o/5oH-2asbWjg/s1600-h/BSIMG_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146821792797442722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20vJsnuQqI/AAAAAAAAA0o/5oH-2asbWjg/s320/BSIMG_0878.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and SzIe with our gifts.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146823454949786386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20wqcnuQxI/AAAAAAAAA1g/1wESFYc-u04/s320/SP_A2797.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and Kwang Ming- the giver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R200nMnuQ1I/AAAAAAAAA2A/Oy3VYK3kasg/s1600-h/Photo0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146827797161722706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R200nMnuQ1I/AAAAAAAAA2A/Oy3VYK3kasg/s320/Photo0158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and Joel- the taker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R200ncnuQ2I/AAAAAAAAA2I/O2RDBaLoKiU/s1600-h/Photo0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146827801456690018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R200ncnuQ2I/AAAAAAAAA2I/O2RDBaLoKiU/s320/Photo0159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jr and Joel with their boxers. Yes, I chose the 'Why be nice when you can be naughty?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146821792797442706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20vJsnuQpI/AAAAAAAAA0g/bMFYeS9noUQ/s320/BIMG_0859.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Sparkles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146824816454419250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20x5snuQzI/AAAAAAAAA1w/bXePPg-bh70/s320/BSIMG_0889.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The very supportive Blacklisted bandmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20wRcnuQtI/AAAAAAAAA1A/4nSMxjYiT_k/s1600-h/CIMG0384.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146823025453056722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20wRcnuQtI/AAAAAAAAA1A/4nSMxjYiT_k/s320/CIMG0384.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who say wanna go Thailand. Ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20wRsnuQvI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/7wcOQm9xdWI/s1600-h/CIMG0395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146823029748024050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20wRsnuQvI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/7wcOQm9xdWI/s320/CIMG0395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Uuh! Santa fighting with Spidey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146823450654819074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20wqMnuQwI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/Cw7w3Wr_XbY/s320/CIMG0403.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Awwww...they made up! :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146825572368663362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20ylsnuQ0I/AAAAAAAAA14/dlgtwWMXgW8/s320/Picture1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The second night was the BOMB for me. Hahx! For the first time, I managed to climb all the way up of the spider web, with the help of my classmates. Special shoutouts to Jr, Zh, Fariq and Clement. Woohoo! Then, we took the flying fox! Woahh...Fariq is another the BOMB! He pulled each of us all the way to the other side and make us all FLYYYY! Hahx! Shiok man; though the under area is quite painful after all that. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sze Hui and me became very crazy as we walk to and fro the chalet. We sang; we shouted; we danced. That was another the BOMB!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Heheh.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146823029748024034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20wRsnuQuI/AAAAAAAAA1I/aA7kiK_NzPQ/s320/CIMG0393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;P.S. The dates were altered to the end of the event. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-3191456649297032206?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3191456649297032206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=3191456649297032206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3191456649297032206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3191456649297032206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/k505-christmas-chalet-2007.html' title='K505 Christmas Chalet 2007'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R20wQsnuQsI/AAAAAAAAA04/NvD6HC5HA_o/s72-c/CIMG0360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-158462364354667713</id><published>2007-12-16T22:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:04:28.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmm..</title><content type='html'>A year had passed, passed so fast. I miss you; I still very do.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-158462364354667713?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/158462364354667713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=158462364354667713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/158462364354667713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/158462364354667713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/hmmm.html' title='hmmm..'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-4909420920086960386</id><published>2007-12-15T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T22:00:17.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abangku gile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Ma Along mintak ampun dari hujung rambut sampai hujung kaki sekirenye Along telah hampakan mama..tolong jage anak2 dengan baik..sekirenye apa2 terjadi..&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abangku yang tersayang da gile. Otak sewel. Hari baek bulan baek bual merepek! Merepek, merepek nak mampos. Nak mintak maaf during raye je ar.. MEREPEK! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-4909420920086960386?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4909420920086960386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=4909420920086960386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4909420920086960386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4909420920086960386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/abangku-gile.html' title='abangku gile!'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1197011600500409686</id><published>2007-12-15T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T21:57:08.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the ranking for Merit? :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Congratulations! Your MP has won the Merit Award i.e. Top 3 Awards in BZE. Briefing to students...."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my..... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-1197011600500409686?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1197011600500409686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1197011600500409686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1197011600500409686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1197011600500409686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/whats-ranking-for-merit-p.html' title='What&apos;s the ranking for Merit? :P'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8937697443656597430</id><published>2007-12-12T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-13T00:59:48.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this gonna be a long one</title><content type='html'>First of all, I wanna say BLACKLISTED RULES! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hahx&lt;/span&gt;! Lame; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yipeeness&lt;/span&gt; to the end of mugging for papers, for just now was the last paper any third year student of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BZE&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;TP&lt;/span&gt; will ever have to take! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry will be a long long one, full of many many photos. Enjoy the ride down~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Blacklisted do rule.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143060949350397522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_SrzA2tlI/AAAAAAAAAxs/yMMNEiLowBY/s320/IMG_0111+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Should I; should I not? Or just get my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;cuz&lt;/span&gt; to do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_SdTA2tkI/AAAAAAAAAxk/U-lWsizhHm4/s1600-h/mul-0014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143060700242294338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_SdTA2tkI/AAAAAAAAAxk/U-lWsizhHm4/s320/mul-0014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the mambo-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jambo&lt;/span&gt; of real studying; bubble tea session after class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_R3DA2thI/AAAAAAAAAxM/xveeu7MushU/s1600-h/IMG_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143060043112298002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_R3DA2thI/AAAAAAAAAxM/xveeu7MushU/s200/IMG_0345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_R2zA2tgI/AAAAAAAAAxE/rwENK6vPh5M/s1600-h/IMG_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143060038817330690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_R2zA2tgI/AAAAAAAAAxE/rwENK6vPh5M/s200/IMG_0334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_R3jA2tjI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KrZTWTBr6xk/s1600-h/IMG_0349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143060051702232626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_R3jA2tjI/AAAAAAAAAxc/KrZTWTBr6xk/s200/IMG_0349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_R3TA2tiI/AAAAAAAAAxU/PNQBlpkiwWs/s1600-h/IMG_0348.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143060047407265314" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_R3TA2tiI/AAAAAAAAAxU/PNQBlpkiwWs/s200/IMG_0348.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Ga-Boom; not that booming I'll tell ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_lwzA2tnI/AAAAAAAAAx8/h-pGeTj2p1g/s1600-h/DSC00961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143081925970671218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_lwzA2tnI/AAAAAAAAAx8/h-pGeTj2p1g/s200/DSC00961.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_lwTA2tmI/AAAAAAAAAx0/7Iei5UXvPm4/s1600-h/DSC00960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143081917380736610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_lwTA2tmI/AAAAAAAAAx0/7Iei5UXvPm4/s200/DSC00960.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_lxDA2toI/AAAAAAAAAyE/3dJUW3igl28/s1600-h/DSC00962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143081930265638530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_lxDA2toI/AAAAAAAAAyE/3dJUW3igl28/s200/DSC00962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_lxTA2tpI/AAAAAAAAAyM/ydEnSCczeJk/s1600-h/DSC00963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143081934560605842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_lxTA2tpI/AAAAAAAAAyM/ydEnSCczeJk/s200/DSC00963.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winna place on Thurs: First thing to do; take pic with the Christmas tree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143059476176614882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_RWDA2teI/AAAAAAAAAw0/B_tU8cUXXm4/s320/IMG_0391.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleepovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_RWTA2tfI/AAAAAAAAAw8/TbZDc54wOtY/s1600-h/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143059480471582194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_RWTA2tfI/AAAAAAAAAw8/TbZDc54wOtY/s320/IMG_0396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chaos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_QyzA2tbI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fMV7mDrnFbY/s1600-h/IMG_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143058870586226098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_QyzA2tbI/AAAAAAAAAwc/fMV7mDrnFbY/s200/IMG_0399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_QyjA2taI/AAAAAAAAAwU/_dASCLsZg8k/s1600-h/IMG_0393.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143058866291258786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_QyjA2taI/AAAAAAAAAwU/_dASCLsZg8k/s200/IMG_0393.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_QzDA2tdI/AAAAAAAAAws/OO8mgphc3fg/s1600-h/IMG_0418.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143058874881193426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_QzDA2tdI/AAAAAAAAAws/OO8mgphc3fg/s200/IMG_0418.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_QzDA2tcI/AAAAAAAAAwk/eu52kiHpqhk/s1600-h/IMG_0402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143058874881193410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_QzDA2tcI/AAAAAAAAAwk/eu52kiHpqhk/s200/IMG_0402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study session in school with Sze Hui on Friday; 'firework effect' hahx.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143058239226033538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_QODA2tYI/AAAAAAAAAwE/rBG1YCa5nu8/s320/IMG_0447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yes, we are studying and counting money at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143058243521000850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_QOTA2tZI/AAAAAAAAAwM/TEQ0MFaoU0w/s320/IMG_0431.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Sze Hui's cam is just damn distracting; you just have to have a break and take pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_PzTA2tVI/AAAAAAAAAvs/B0t6lOh7pQI/s1600-h/IMG_0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143057779664532818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_PzTA2tVI/AAAAAAAAAvs/B0t6lOh7pQI/s200/IMG_0438.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_PyzA2tUI/AAAAAAAAAvk/eaok5Pg7kbc/s1600-h/IMG_0439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143057771074598210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_PyzA2tUI/AAAAAAAAAvk/eaok5Pg7kbc/s200/IMG_0439.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_PzzA2tXI/AAAAAAAAAv8/q7fu2OLWHmY/s1600-h/IMG_0485.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143057788254467442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_PzzA2tXI/AAAAAAAAAv8/q7fu2OLWHmY/s200/IMG_0485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_PzjA2tWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/9CYh9LtkAEk/s1600-h/IMG_0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143057783959500130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_PzjA2tWI/AAAAAAAAAv0/9CYh9LtkAEk/s200/IMG_0473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Friday overnight study with Mindy, Jun Rong, Yao Qing and Pei Zhen at Bedok Mcd.&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_O8zA2tSI/AAAAAAAAAvU/CVMTFgtKYSo/s1600-h/mul-0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143056843361662242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_O8zA2tSI/AAAAAAAAAvU/CVMTFgtKYSo/s200/mul-0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R2ARmTA2tyI/AAAAAAAAAzU/RloZE8x2YR4/s1600-h/P09-12-07_06.15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143130124093667106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R2ARmTA2tyI/AAAAAAAAAzU/RloZE8x2YR4/s200/P09-12-07_06.15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R2ARkDA2twI/AAAAAAAAAzE/g_fYbT9M1Vk/s1600-h/P09-12-07_06.14%5B06%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143130085438961410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R2ARkDA2twI/AAAAAAAAAzE/g_fYbT9M1Vk/s200/P09-12-07_06.14%5B06%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R2ARmDA2txI/AAAAAAAAAzM/eN3Pje7-Su4/s1600-h/P09-12-07_03.20.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143130119798699794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R2ARmDA2txI/AAAAAAAAAzM/eN3Pje7-Su4/s200/P09-12-07_03.20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_O9DA2tTI/AAAAAAAAAvc/pL8F79KGZH0/s1600-h/mul-0024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143056847656629554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_O9DA2tTI/AAAAAAAAAvc/pL8F79KGZH0/s200/mul-0024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_O8zA2tRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/VxE8p3oy9hk/s1600-h/mul-0020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143056843361662226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_O8zA2tRI/AAAAAAAAAvM/VxE8p3oy9hk/s200/mul-0020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;PZ and YQ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R2ARjzA2tvI/AAAAAAAAAy8/d-ElL5TgEFE/s1600-h/P09-12-07_02.11%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143130081143994098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R2ARjzA2tvI/AAAAAAAAAy8/d-ElL5TgEFE/s200/P09-12-07_02.11%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday night at Airport BK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_OqzA2tNI/AAAAAAAAAus/hM9iipqzG3Y/s1600-h/IMG_0532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143056534124016850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_OqzA2tNI/AAAAAAAAAus/hM9iipqzG3Y/s200/IMG_0532.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_OrTA2tOI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TLWJu75Y928/s1600-h/IMG_0531.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143056542713951458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_OrTA2tOI/AAAAAAAAAu0/TLWJu75Y928/s200/IMG_0531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_OrzA2tQI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Ea6wGeEJw18/s1600-h/IMG_0548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143056551303886082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_OrzA2tQI/AAAAAAAAAvE/Ea6wGeEJw18/s200/IMG_0548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_OrjA2tPI/AAAAAAAAAu8/qf6oRhClx5A/s1600-h/IMG_0541.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Move to Airport Mcd for Joel and KM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_OCzA2tKI/AAAAAAAAAuU/V2OC4SM98jU/s1600-h/IMG_0573.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143055846929249442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_OCzA2tKI/AAAAAAAAAuU/V2OC4SM98jU/s200/IMG_0573.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_OCjA2tJI/AAAAAAAAAuM/geiEDnVk_es/s1600-h/IMG_0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143055842634282130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_OCjA2tJI/AAAAAAAAAuM/geiEDnVk_es/s200/IMG_0576.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_ODTA2tMI/AAAAAAAAAuk/jDV8TAHMbto/s1600-h/IMG_0562.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143055855519184066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_ODTA2tMI/AAAAAAAAAuk/jDV8TAHMbto/s200/IMG_0562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_ODDA2tLI/AAAAAAAAAuc/YD6Sv9RREyc/s1600-h/IMG_0557.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143055851224216754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_ODDA2tLI/AAAAAAAAAuc/YD6Sv9RREyc/s200/IMG_0557.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_NZjA2tGI/AAAAAAAAAt0/25NgLeMMNHg/s1600-h/IMG_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143055138259645538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_NZjA2tGI/AAAAAAAAAt0/25NgLeMMNHg/s200/IMG_0586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_NZTA2tFI/AAAAAAAAAts/t8-nELQ9tyY/s1600-h/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143055133964678226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_NZTA2tFI/AAAAAAAAAts/t8-nELQ9tyY/s200/IMG_0592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_NaTA2tII/AAAAAAAAAuE/RHUS4QMWp34/s1600-h/IMG_0577.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143055151144547458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_NaTA2tII/AAAAAAAAAuE/RHUS4QMWp34/s200/IMG_0577.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_NaDA2tHI/AAAAAAAAAt8/-uUhCkipiBs/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143055146849580146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_NaDA2tHI/AAAAAAAAAt8/-uUhCkipiBs/s200/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143054326510826562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_MqTA2tEI/AAAAAAAAAtk/V8Q7D0pRpu8/s320/IMG_0593.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_MTzA2tBI/AAAAAAAAAtM/4Xg1Rkiufbo/s1600-h/IMG_0604.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143053939963769874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_MTzA2tBI/AAAAAAAAAtM/4Xg1Rkiufbo/s200/IMG_0604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_MTjA2tAI/AAAAAAAAAtE/azZw1dpbPew/s1600-h/IMG_0600.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143053935668802562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_MTjA2tAI/AAAAAAAAAtE/azZw1dpbPew/s200/IMG_0600.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_MUTA2tDI/AAAAAAAAAtc/kB0qkVQC0DQ/s1600-h/IMG_0595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143053948553704498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_MUTA2tDI/AAAAAAAAAtc/kB0qkVQC0DQ/s200/IMG_0595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_MUDA2tCI/AAAAAAAAAtU/1nkg7IpAj7k/s1600-h/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143053944258737186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_MUDA2tCI/AAAAAAAAAtU/1nkg7IpAj7k/s200/IMG_0597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Study session in school; after BSI paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_LhzA2s9I/AAAAAAAAAss/11-TyXw3b80/s1600-h/IMG_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143053080970310610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_LhzA2s9I/AAAAAAAAAss/11-TyXw3b80/s200/IMG_0653.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_LhTA2s8I/AAAAAAAAAsk/9Z6Y5pPVrNI/s1600-h/IMG_0645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143053072380376002" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_LhTA2s8I/AAAAAAAAAsk/9Z6Y5pPVrNI/s200/IMG_0645.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_LiDA2s_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/ElyIiz8jNS0/s1600-h/mul-0025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143053085265277938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_LiDA2s_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/ElyIiz8jNS0/s200/mul-0025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_LiDA2s-I/AAAAAAAAAs0/3YY3xoGzgyI/s1600-h/IMG_0655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143053085265277922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_LiDA2s-I/AAAAAAAAAs0/3YY3xoGzgyI/s200/IMG_0655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Term test DONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R2AFJDA2ttI/AAAAAAAAAys/O_BNCQgHm-o/s1600-h/IMG_0664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143116427442960082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R2AFJDA2ttI/AAAAAAAAAys/O_BNCQgHm-o/s200/IMG_0664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R2AFwjA2tuI/AAAAAAAAAy0/YBOKPEUuYHU/s1600-h/IMG_0663.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143117106047792866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R2AFwjA2tuI/AAAAAAAAAy0/YBOKPEUuYHU/s200/IMG_0663.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today also happen to be my Bak's birthday. Happy Birthday Bak!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_m_zA2tsI/AAAAAAAAAyk/6RmT2d0N2oA/s1600-h/DSC00125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143083283180336834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_m_zA2tsI/AAAAAAAAAyk/6RmT2d0N2oA/s200/DSC00125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_m_jA2trI/AAAAAAAAAyc/hBN38GM1Uf0/s1600-h/Bak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143083278885369522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_m_jA2trI/AAAAAAAAAyc/hBN38GM1Uf0/s200/Bak.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiara; looking like a prisoner for her passport photo. HAHX!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5143082716244653730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_mezA2tqI/AAAAAAAAAyU/zRrD3VJS6WQ/s200/Photo-0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_LEzA2s7I/AAAAAAAAAsc/MRNsfBxAoqM/s1600-h/Photo-0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-8937697443656597430?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8937697443656597430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8937697443656597430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8937697443656597430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8937697443656597430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/this-is-gonna-be-long-one.html' title='this gonna be a long one'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1_SrzA2tlI/AAAAAAAAAxs/yMMNEiLowBY/s72-c/IMG_0111+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-6737851180319154346</id><published>2007-12-04T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T22:11:11.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the littlest things</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;"Don't expect to be happy in life."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you sure? I'm positive-minded, so don't mind me, but shouldn't one take a break at time? Why give life such an &lt;em&gt;awful&lt;/em&gt; meaning when &lt;strong&gt;you&lt;/strong&gt; have the power to make that change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness; it's really the littlest things.&lt;br /&gt;The smell of the beach in the early morning.&lt;br /&gt;The breeze that pass through you whispering.&lt;br /&gt;The sulking face of a child waiting to be pacified.&lt;br /&gt;A call from an old friend.&lt;br /&gt;The deep sleep after a long long day.&lt;br /&gt;A kiss on the forehead by a lover.&lt;br /&gt;A smile of a loved one.&lt;br /&gt;A smile from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;To you who still owe me a song; sing me this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cinta Arjuna- Aliff Aziz&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ku peluk indah manisnya cinta&lt;br /&gt;Semuanya terasa indah&lt;br /&gt;Bagai di alam cerita cinta&lt;br /&gt;Hadir bahagia selama-lama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katamu kekasih&lt;br /&gt;Yang sedang kita alami&lt;br /&gt;Takkan kekal 'tuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa kekasih&lt;br /&gt;Tiada kau percaya&lt;br /&gt;Kebenaran cerita kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimanakah lagi untuk aku buktikan&lt;br /&gt;Selamilah pada kejujuranku&lt;br /&gt;Jadikanku arjuna,&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna dihatimu&lt;br /&gt;Percayalah oh puteri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katamu kekasih&lt;br /&gt;Yang sedang kita alami&lt;br /&gt;Takkan kekal 'tuk selamanya&lt;br /&gt;Mengapa kekasih&lt;br /&gt;Tiada kau percaya&lt;br /&gt;Kebenaran cerita kita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimanakah lagi untuk aku buktikan&lt;br /&gt;Selamilah pada kejujuranku&lt;br /&gt;Jadikanku arjuna&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna dihatimu&lt;br /&gt;Percayalah oh puteri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimanakah lagi untuk aku buktikan&lt;br /&gt;Selamilah pada kejujuranku&lt;br /&gt;Jadikanku arjuna&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna dihatimu&lt;br /&gt;Percayalah oh puteri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagaimanakah lagi untuk aku buktikan&lt;br /&gt;Selamilah pada kejujuranku&lt;br /&gt;Jadikanku arjuna&lt;br /&gt;Arjuna dihatimu&lt;br /&gt;Percayalah oh puteri&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh...&lt;br /&gt;Percayalah bidadari.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-6737851180319154346?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6737851180319154346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=6737851180319154346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6737851180319154346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6737851180319154346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/littlest-things.html' title='the littlest things'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1071627281185837802</id><published>2007-12-03T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T10:59:43.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm shot one by one today</title><content type='html'>I woke up today, feeling 'I-wanna-go-out-and-shop-but-with-who-eh?'. And guess who was the first person that sprung to my mind? Ida. My beloved late Ida. I mean, it is the holidays. Usually it &lt;s&gt;is&lt;/s&gt; was during this timing of the year that we catch&lt;em&gt;ed&lt;/em&gt; up and &lt;s&gt;become&lt;/s&gt; became so close again, as throughout the rest of the other months, both of us &lt;s&gt;would&lt;/s&gt; were &lt;s&gt;be&lt;/s&gt; so busy doing other things, eg STUDIES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I miss her. She's the only one that would laugh like freaking hell over the lamest thing I say, and she's the only one I feel so comfortable to be in a silence in. I went to a 2nd cousin chalet yesterday, and was so jealous, so very jealous seeing the girls cousins just hanging out together. I felt lost, in a way, that I had suddenly been classified under the grown ups, just because there's no cousin that I could hang out with that I could really connect to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And playing Zuma, that super super nostalgia game that brought tears to my eyes as I shoot all those stupid balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can I have my cousin back please? &lt;/em&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/20332002-1071627281185837802?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1071627281185837802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1071627281185837802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1071627281185837802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1071627281185837802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/im-shot-one-by-one-today.html' title='i&apos;m shot one by one today'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-6839393562548603613</id><published>2007-12-02T20:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T23:44:18.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after it all - part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pics taken on MP day. Sadly, I din't take any with my own group. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is a totally candid pic taken by Jordan.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139363338534447170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1KvuhUC6EI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZhO3kjHOAH8/s320/DSC02959.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Min.Mul.Joel.Xy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139363329944512546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1KvuBUC6CI/AAAAAAAAArA/jQAJPOTgsfg/s320/DSC02954.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So-called class photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1KvuRUC6DI/AAAAAAAAArI/XtSb5oOBSrA/s1600-R/DSC02956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139363334239479858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1KvuRUC6DI/AAAAAAAAArI/aJeJm8cZqk8/s320/DSC02956.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1KvuxUC6FI/AAAAAAAAArY/0hgirEPHvWU/s1600-R/DSC02967.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139363342829414482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1KvuxUC6FI/AAAAAAAAArY/9p9XI6QviP4/s320/DSC02967.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1KvvBUC6GI/AAAAAAAAArg/f44tA4xUAqo/s1600-R/DSC02968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139363347124381794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1KvvBUC6GI/AAAAAAAAArg/3h4GLsI9HQ0/s320/DSC02968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139772545838540946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1Qj5hUC6JI/AAAAAAAAAr4/KN5T_6wk1kc/s320/DSC09038(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt; My team-mate! The *bomb*, cause we got the highest! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139623647912323186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1OcehUC6HI/AAAAAAAAAro/IsxsuIRopT4/s320/DSC09036(!).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/20332002-6839393562548603613?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/6839393562548603613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=6839393562548603613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6839393562548603613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/6839393562548603613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/pics.html' title='after it all - part 2'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1KvuhUC6EI/AAAAAAAAArQ/ZhO3kjHOAH8/s72-c/DSC02959.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-5729382665621084170</id><published>2007-12-01T11:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T22:48:38.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>convincing myself that life's good</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Being &lt;strong&gt;happy&lt;/strong&gt; is in my checklist everyday, everytime. I want to smile, be crazy and high, laugh like freaking hell, make new friends (even when I don’t mean to), sing and dance like no one cares, sleep when I feel tired…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got no time to think about unpleasant situations and negativity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you don’t want to laugh and shout with me, then you better jolly well don’t try to pass on your negativity with me. Yeah, I’m here if there’s a problem you wanna share or if you are stress over something. But don’t repeat, there’s more to life than all that. Why strand yourself from all the fun and excitement, just because there is some negativity in your life. Don’t inflict me along. I really have NO TIME to feel any unhappiness, to put myself to misery or acting depress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna enjoy, and portray myself as someone who is stress-free, problem-free. You don’t have to know the things in my cupboard. But you can be a friend for now, and let me be happy. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lots of stuff happening yesterday. MP Judging, Bowling and Simpang Bedok. Woo. Pics will be uploaded, when I receive the pics, heheh, cos I took pics with EVERYONE, using people's hp. I'm in need of a better quality camera in my hp man *hint hint to all rich guys to get me new hp for Christmas*Hahx! For now, toodles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. The above entry is meant for no one. It's just what I'm thinking. No offence to anyone. Smiles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-5729382665621084170?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5729382665621084170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=5729382665621084170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5729382665621084170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5729382665621084170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/12/being-happy-is-in-my-checklist-everyday.html' title='convincing myself that life&apos;s good'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-3435324399723249928</id><published>2007-11-28T20:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T11:00:23.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>after it all - part1</title><content type='html'>A &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;report&lt;/span&gt; which can make everyone go &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MAJOR PROJECT REPORT&lt;/span&gt;. It's done though. Thanks to Doris for compiling and handing the project up, thanks to Zhi Heng for doing the summary and thanks to Ramli...err..for being Ramli. Wee..can't for Friday to be over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekends, I followed my family to the beach. It also happens to be my bro, Ayul's birthday, so kinda family outing. I brought my lappy along, cause I'm meeting Saf next. And guess what I did. Take photo la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;No more toilet mirrors k, now laptop reflections&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01bmHBdIQI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/BTm0kPYlIJY/s1600-h/mul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137863460177912066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01bmHBdIQI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/BTm0kPYlIJY/s320/mul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work plus play; only mully does it best. :P&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01bmnBdIRI/AAAAAAAAAqY/-KbaMIemq-k/s1600-h/mul-0001+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137863468767846674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01bmnBdIRI/AAAAAAAAAqY/-KbaMIemq-k/s320/mul-0001+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday boy, the hip-hop girl and the aunt&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01bmnBdISI/AAAAAAAAAqg/AXreEpVKvHY/s1600-h/mul-0004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137863468767846690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01bmnBdISI/AAAAAAAAAqg/AXreEpVKvHY/s320/mul-0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new orea what-what-what, not sure. Hahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01bm3BdITI/AAAAAAAAAqo/2IzaWxYOOiY/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137863473062814002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01bm3BdITI/AAAAAAAAAqo/2IzaWxYOOiY/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried out a new pose on Monday; I think we need KM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01bm3BdIUI/AAAAAAAAAqw/nsKMn0gbzBk/s1600-h/SPM_A0712.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137863473062814018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01bm3BdIUI/AAAAAAAAAqw/nsKMn0gbzBk/s320/SPM_A0712.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acting cute prisoners were the girls on Tuesday.&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01atXBdILI/AAAAAAAAApo/p3taPI7_96A/s1600-h/P27-11-07_17.59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137862485220335794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01atXBdILI/AAAAAAAAApo/p3taPI7_96A/s320/P27-11-07_17.59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There; the birthday boy&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01atnBdIMI/AAAAAAAAApw/DpvGWF6jwxc/s1600-h/mul-0009+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137862489515303106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01atnBdIMI/AAAAAAAAApw/DpvGWF6jwxc/s320/mul-0009+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They told me to take a pic of them, but it turns out this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01at3BdINI/AAAAAAAAAp4/PhG9n7v8iLk/s1600-h/hug+me.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137862493810270418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01at3BdINI/AAAAAAAAAp4/PhG9n7v8iLk/s320/hug+me.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Tika and bro and sis later that night&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01auHBdIOI/AAAAAAAAAqA/8QbE66jgC2c/s1600-h/DSC00853+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137862498105237730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01auHBdIOI/AAAAAAAAAqA/8QbE66jgC2c/s320/DSC00853+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cayang her; yeah! can't wait for next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01auXBdIPI/AAAAAAAAAqI/z_zOYW2wTL0/s1600-h/DSC00848+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137862502400205042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01auXBdIPI/AAAAAAAAAqI/z_zOYW2wTL0/s320/DSC00848+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Today is a special day. Cause today is a day FULLY spent with Fiara. She's very the &lt;em&gt;manja&lt;/em&gt; with me. Hahx, don't wanna be with anyone else. So, I was the one bathing her, make milk for her and put her to sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;She had not shitted for 2 days, and yesterday just has to be the day she shit. And, there was one point of time, she sticked her tongue out in exhaustion of SHITTING! Hahx, so damn cute la..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-3435324399723249928?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3435324399723249928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=3435324399723249928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3435324399723249928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3435324399723249928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/after-it-all-part1.html' title='after it all - part1'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R01bmHBdIQI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/BTm0kPYlIJY/s72-c/mul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-163403413537610172</id><published>2007-11-24T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T11:43:14.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>datelines</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Datelines:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24/11&lt;br /&gt;Send Chapter 4 to Ramli &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25/11&lt;br /&gt;Send Supply Chain Case Study part to Winna by 8pm&lt;br /&gt;Finish edit Chapter 4&amp;amp;5 and send to all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[side track - my bro, ayul birthday]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26/11&lt;br /&gt;Join Chapter 3-6 +++ into report&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAPFA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27/11&lt;br /&gt;Presentation on Supply Chain Case Study with Xin Yi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[side track - Emo boy birthday]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28/11&lt;br /&gt;Full MP Report Submission by 12pm&lt;br /&gt;Complete minutes writing of MP group&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29/11&lt;br /&gt;CRM Quiz 1 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30/11&lt;br /&gt;MP Judging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[side track - my papa and xin yi's papa birthday]&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Can't wait can't wait for December to begin!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-163403413537610172?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/163403413537610172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=163403413537610172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/163403413537610172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/163403413537610172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/datelines-2411-send-chapter-4-to-ramli.html' title='datelines'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-9187081436131178988</id><published>2007-11-22T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T19:40:41.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im done with presentations for this week</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I was late today. Yeah, like for freaking one hour and I only realized it at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bus stop&lt;/span&gt; while waiting for 8. And to add on, I slept from &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7plus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;yesterday&lt;/span&gt;, till today 8 in the morning&lt;/span&gt;! Slept so long but still feel so tired. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Heheh&lt;/span&gt;. So, reached class, had to finish up my lab [thanks Winna for the help] and did 2 presentations today [feel so proud for nothing, OH! cos I got support just by becoming the class Butterfly M***! I'm such a bullshitter man!].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made Joel happy and blushing today. I said this to him, "I think you are more good-looking that the guy who won Campus Superstar la!" Hahx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just feel like adding Mindy's pic la. :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135697817408184402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0Wp9HBdIFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/xWu2yS2zxa0/s320/mul-0011+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva yesterday was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;, great. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rafiq&lt;/span&gt; as usually was an asshole, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;nevermind&lt;/span&gt;, he gave us good grades cos we all are his "babies". OK, thanks! [I guess...] Really like what he said to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Ramli&lt;/span&gt; about TINY, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hahx&lt;/span&gt;, couldn't stop cursing after he said that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Hahx&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Sze&lt;/span&gt; Hui being formal. [Thanks Winna again for the top!]&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135703495354949794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0WvHnBdIKI/AAAAAAAAApg/y92ickZtuH0/s320/SP_A2560.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Xin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Yi&lt;/span&gt; was sick today and we decided to drop her a surprise, by going over to her place. We have NEVER went to her place before, so today was a first. Felt so nice la, though we are considered UNINVITED visitors. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hahx&lt;/span&gt;! We brought for her some cheese fries which tasted really nice, and look through her secondary school days. My &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lara&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; grown up so well. *Mummy would be so proud of you.* &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Hahahahx&lt;/span&gt;! And ya, look at Tong2 and Lek &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Jin&lt;/span&gt; as well. Fun &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ar&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Hahx&lt;/span&gt;! Update your album on US! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The uninvited visitors; Sh, Min and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;Mul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135697821703151714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0Wp9XBdIGI/AAAAAAAAApA/3nH2s_t5Ph0/s320/22+11+07+(6).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us and sick girl&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135702159620120722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0Wt53BdIJI/AAAAAAAAApY/xcoaHhc8IlI/s320/SP_A2598.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I looked slim eh? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Yeahness&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135697825998119026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0Wp9nBdIHI/AAAAAAAAApI/ZORl-p0vlPE/s320/22+11+07+(8)+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the 'nails' thing just for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Sze&lt;/span&gt; Hui.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135697825998119042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0Wp9nBdIII/AAAAAAAAApQ/PyyD6GXaGd4/s320/22+11+07+(11).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;After ALL that, I met up with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Saffy&lt;/span&gt; at her place first. I talked and talked and talked all about school la. Guess FOR NOW, my life really revolves around school! Wee..but thanks for listening to my stories! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Hahx&lt;/span&gt;! And she really handles my lameness and shit really well. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;OK, speaking of SHIT, just a tit bit of facts on SHIT [according to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;Abang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;Ubin&lt;/span&gt; as told by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;Saffy&lt;/span&gt;]:&lt;br /&gt;Very unhealthy shit: If you shit in water, it will sink in immediately.&lt;br /&gt;Unhealthy shit: Those almost liquid kind, considered the poisonous shit.&lt;br /&gt;OK-OK shit: If you shit in water, it will somehow float &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;unsteadily&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Very healthy shit: If you shit in water, it will float super steady.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Moral: If you need to shit, might as well make the BEST out of it. Ain't that so true? Hahhx! *Frust tongek sak!* :P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Saffy even made me to be a princess.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135697813113217090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0Wp83BdIEI/AAAAAAAAAow/mtT-pGj8Lyk/s320/DSC00299+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then, we went off to meet Tika. After SO LONG, meeting my darling is so damn refreshing la! And she's going off to Genting Highlands tomorrow, as part of her internship, as a tour guide! So damn cool right? But it was kinda of last minute, and I got to know of it just this morning, but she said she told me over the phone last night. Last time I checked, I was sound asleep [check out words in purple para 1]. Hahx! Don't talk to me if you know I was asleep! Wonder what came out. When I asked her, she claimed I told her about a &lt;em&gt;dream&lt;/em&gt;. But she refused to tell me the exact details. Must be about her la, that's why shy. Tika, tika, MIANG! Heheh!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ordering of teh-s never been funnier to me.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138967793521322002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R1FH-xUC6BI/AAAAAAAAAq4/l9Jt1kegAQg/s320/DSC01777+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Overall, I can't wait for the end of next week, when hopefully the stress limit would be over. Oh yeahhh....then we can go and eat and eat and eat! Woohoo! Speaking of which, I think I spent too much on food already, need to cut down! :D&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/20332002-9187081436131178988?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/9187081436131178988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=9187081436131178988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/9187081436131178988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/9187081436131178988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-done-with-presentations-for-this.html' title='im done with presentations for this week'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0Wp9HBdIFI/AAAAAAAAAo4/xWu2yS2zxa0/s72-c/mul-0011+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1535088165207862053</id><published>2007-11-21T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T01:46:50.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wei, now im loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;mullyyy says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Wednesday, November 21, 2007 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE NURUL ADAWIYAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;she made my every single day HAPPY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;love ya tooooooosssssssss!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;♥ ｼﾝｲｰ says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;you know how much i love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;hw much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this much(                                                                                                                                                     )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;i think around the earth 10 times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;wow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;im loved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lol.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;According to Mindy, February 15 will be our last day in school. :( How fast time flies huh?&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/20332002-1535088165207862053?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1535088165207862053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1535088165207862053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1535088165207862053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1535088165207862053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/wei-now-im-loved.html' title='wei, now im loved'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-5409055329001420112</id><published>2007-11-18T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T23:16:28.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love her</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE KOO SZE HUI!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE KOH XIN YI TOO! [edited just for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lara&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0BdR3BdIBI/AAAAAAAAAoY/jnY6I9ch06o/s1600-h/01112007%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134206136611577874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0BdR3BdIBI/AAAAAAAAAoY/jnY6I9ch06o/s320/01112007%28003%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0BdSHBdICI/AAAAAAAAAog/oZl2dHxDxsU/s1600-h/SPM_A0333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134206140906545186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0BdSHBdICI/AAAAAAAAAog/oZl2dHxDxsU/s320/SPM_A0333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0BdSHBdIDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/AS-1IdxPAKU/s1600-h/SP_A2163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134206140906545202" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0BdSHBdIDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/AS-1IdxPAKU/s320/SP_A2163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0Bc93BdH-I/AAAAAAAAAoA/b8aRUt80ab8/s1600-h/01112007%28003%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; The three of us are signed to be friends for life. This is just a test. I'm so glad it's over. Ok, project time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0Bc-XBdH_I/AAAAAAAAAoI/iBp5-5bcIDY/s1600-h/SP_A2163.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-5409055329001420112?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5409055329001420112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=5409055329001420112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5409055329001420112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5409055329001420112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-love-her.html' title='i love her'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/R0BdR3BdIBI/AAAAAAAAAoY/jnY6I9ch06o/s72-c/01112007%28003%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-4743180590210950802</id><published>2007-11-17T03:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T03:19:34.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's for you</title><content type='html'>To &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, I don't know what you are thinking. Sorry if I had cause any anger or disappointment, or for spoiling your day. Didn't mean to. I meant well by telling, because we are friends, and I don't think it should be hidden. I would really be MORE THAN HAPPY if you were to be disappointed in me for not trusting you with the info in the first place, as that will show you are way over it. But you didn't, so tell me what you are thinking cos I can't read people's mind. Whatever it is, please do know that I really love you and would not want a misunderstanding between us. Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, thanks for making me feel better, and allowing me to actually want a good night sleep, though I still think of the problem as I go to sleep. Thanks for being crazy with me and thanks for giving me a chance to think that everything is ok. Make sure your boyfriend gets jealous over the sunflower you got just now.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, thanks for being a person to talk to and I could almost always have a mature and in-depth explanation and understanding from you. Thank kiu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, thanks ar for calling me in the middle of the night, and talked almost shit and tell me "Besok..besok" ["Tomorrow..tomorrow"]. I was almost asleep eh, and you just had to wake me up! Hahx! But it was nice meeting you and Mr Ubin. Huahax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;em&gt;you&lt;/em&gt;, the concert was awesome, cos I got to take pics with Syed Azmir. Hahx! Thank you very much for the tix, more of such, do still pass it to me. Now, quickly finish your internship, and join us in school. Design's teh peng, Mensa's cheese prata and ITAS's yong tao foo are waiting!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-4743180590210950802?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4743180590210950802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=4743180590210950802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4743180590210950802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4743180590210950802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-for-you.html' title='it&apos;s for you'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-4335543581423767231</id><published>2007-11-17T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T04:11:37.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anugerah live 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Happenings! Went for ktv on Thurs to celebrate bro's belated birthday. And sore throat is coming back, like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mully and mummy&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133506623878012690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3hE3BdHxI/AAAAAAAAAmY/m4oC_clJGvQ/s320/Mama+n++nurul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nana[ayul's gf] and me&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133506632467947298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3hFXBdHyI/AAAAAAAAAmg/4ALKkP1QQgM/s320/mul-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adek and me&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133506636762914610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3hFnBdHzI/AAAAAAAAAmo/ty25PJXI3t0/s320/mul-0004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today! It was CCN Day in school. So, being the last time I could see it while being a TP student, I went over to school, though I have no project meetings. Meet up with Xin Yi and Winna, and went around the school. Tong-tong's class is damn funny la, they sold satay and burn up the cloth on the table. Hahx! In the end, CCN day turn class gathering as their stall was so-called banned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed in school till around 5. In between, in the library, me and Xin Yi got crazy, and we talked of how &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;famous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Blacklisted are, and of how people are shouting for us, and loving us but not showing. Hahx! Seriously hoped noone heard our convo, except for Winna who was searching for cookie recipe books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Saffy and Abang Ubin also! Hahx. Damn funny la that guy, from behind, he totally don't look like him. Hahx! And I've lost weight! Woohoo! Checked my BMI just now for 50cents, I'm healthy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went home after that, and straight got myself ready to go for Anugerah Live at Down Town East. It was ok la, but abit draggy, but NEVERMIND! I got took pics of myself with SYED AZMIR! Woohoo! He's so damn cute la..hahx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna take pic with Adi Rahman cum the host cum Tika's boss, but he never come out seh....Shit him la. Told Tika twice that he looked HOT today! Hahax. Bored la, so sms-ed her during the show. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Syed Azmir, me and Kak Nana[Daya's sis] *I'm so gonna crop! Hahx!*&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133506641057881938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3hF3BdH1I/AAAAAAAAAm4/VL2mMtsWFiY/s320/DSC00772.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ashmir[not sure if right spelling]. I went 'Chey!' when he said, "I'll stand here and you guys just come over to take pics." Sorryla, but I've forgotten that I'm the one that wants a pic with him. Hahx!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133507500051341154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3h33BdH2I/AAAAAAAAAnA/33yhG0lwTng/s320/DSC00773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;With Mastura Ahmad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3h33BdH3I/AAAAAAAAAnI/PTFUMMMG83s/s1600-h/DSC00775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133507500051341170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3h33BdH3I/AAAAAAAAAnI/PTFUMMMG83s/s320/DSC00775.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With Jallaludin Hassan, whom I would say the George Clooney of Malaysia&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133507504346308482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3h4HBdH4I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ckIQCXN8wtc/s320/DSC00783.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3h4HBdH4I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/ckIQCXN8wtc/s1600-h/DSC00783.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;With my darling Tika, who gave us all the tix&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133507538706046866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3h6HBdH5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/dEfJWClpXfo/s320/DSC01763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3h6HBdH5I/AAAAAAAAAnY/dEfJWClpXfo/s1600-h/DSC01763.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They were there too! Hahx!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133506641057881922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3hF3BdH0I/AAAAAAAAAmw/lfWGj0VUyUc/s320/mu.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Got a shock when I reached home just now...&lt;br /&gt;How did this... &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133529485988929474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz313nBdH8I/AAAAAAAAAnw/RpogJtU8d1U/s200/mul-0003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;became that???&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133529490283896786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3133BdH9I/AAAAAAAAAn4/o4ZrXf1HW3U/s200/mul-0005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-4335543581423767231?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4335543581423767231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=4335543581423767231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4335543581423767231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4335543581423767231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/anugerah-live-2007.html' title='anugerah live 2007'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rz3hE3BdHxI/AAAAAAAAAmY/m4oC_clJGvQ/s72-c/Mama+n++nurul.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2972263343538555604</id><published>2007-11-14T17:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T16:16:00.205+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blacklisted</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*Hugs and Kisses*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132621553357405106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rzq8G-Zhu7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/TGRQJYOXMRU/s320/bl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Sze Hui, get well soon aites! :) Don't work anymore, stay at home eat porridge.&lt;br /&gt;Remember; you still have jamming session besides all the projects due. Huahahx. Heheh. No LA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-2972263343538555604?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2972263343538555604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2972263343538555604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2972263343538555604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2972263343538555604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/blacklisted.html' title='blacklisted'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rzq8G-Zhu7I/AAAAAAAAAmA/TGRQJYOXMRU/s72-c/bl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-593536802472355150</id><published>2007-11-13T19:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-14T17:09:36.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Number of people who went *blueks* when I mention Akon: almost 10&lt;br /&gt;Hahx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was boring, cause Sze Hui is sick and so no picture taking. :) I didn't bring my CCOM book and made (I think) quite a big deal out of it and of how Rafiq would shoot me in class, being such a high-profiler in that class of his. Xin Yi laughed when I told her I wanted to borrow Joel's book. Opps, forgotten that he's an another high profiler. Hahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat the waffles outside of Applied Science! But it was over by the time school ends. What a sad wait for me and Xin Yi! So, in the end, I walked over to the bubble tea shop with Clement, who tried tempting me with the Pop Pop Pop chickens. Hahx, thanks, but one is enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going jogging. Really. After knowing Mindy's and Xin Yi's intention on going jogging, and Clement's plan on going to the gym, I decided that I NEED A WORKOUT TOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off I go! *Poof*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*Oh ya, Happy 15th Birthday to my dearest Adek, Muhammad Nurfidaousy! *Hugs*&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132620419486038946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rzq7E-Zhu6I/AAAAAAAAAl4/hbIA6tR2Gz0/s320/Image030-2.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/20332002-593536802472355150?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/593536802472355150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=593536802472355150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/593536802472355150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/593536802472355150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/number-of-people-who-went-blueks-when-i_13.html' title=''/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rzq7E-Zhu6I/AAAAAAAAAl4/hbIA6tR2Gz0/s72-c/Image030-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8858994412451877606</id><published>2007-11-11T19:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T00:49:50.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that great dream</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;He looked so charming and dashing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;He was so sweet and gentlemanly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I felt comfortable and secure.&lt;br /&gt;Communication just kept running.&lt;br /&gt;No awkward silence; no disagreement.&lt;br style="FONT-STYLE: italic" face="times new roman"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;It didn't matter that we don't really know each other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;It didn't matter that we were of totally different races.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;I felt good, and I'm still smiling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling so damn silly now.&lt;br /&gt;It's a dream. Ok? Happy? It's a DREAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, moving on. I'm done with being sick. There's no school since Wednesday and I was sick for four days. Leaving me only 2 days of feeling totally healthy. OK. THANK GOD! Ya, kinda wasted time, and money. Bus concession kinda went to waste for the past week. And I had forgotten to hand in the Supply Chain proposal by Friday. Just send it to her today. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with my darling Tika and Saffy just now for breakfast at Geylang, but with my family along. Heh. I got commitments, that's all I could say. But it really felt refreshingly good to meet up with both of them after like so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131625719420397778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RzcyZz5PqNI/AAAAAAAAAik/9s9_jPbCcdA/s320/Abang+Haji005+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what I had said to Sze Hui yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;I have no life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-8858994412451877606?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8858994412451877606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8858994412451877606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8858994412451877606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8858994412451877606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/that-great-dream_11.html' title='that great dream'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RzcyZz5PqNI/AAAAAAAAAik/9s9_jPbCcdA/s72-c/Abang+Haji005+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-7667682295622244189</id><published>2007-11-08T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T00:37:46.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There's a magic.&lt;br /&gt;In everyone.&lt;br /&gt;There's a glow.&lt;br /&gt;In every soul.&lt;br /&gt;There's a light.&lt;br /&gt;In every darkness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for that magic to start, for that glow to shine and for that light to show.&lt;br /&gt;Understand me, though I'm not showing.&lt;br /&gt;Understand me though I'm not telling.&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/20332002-7667682295622244189?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7667682295622244189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=7667682295622244189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7667682295622244189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7667682295622244189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-894395465422133331</id><published>2007-11-04T02:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T03:08:11.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A long awaited pic of my Raya. Hahax. Just put for memory sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyzFOV9ZEUI/AAAAAAAAAhw/0uiVx_nk7WQ/s1600-h/P1020040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyzFOV9ZEUI/AAAAAAAAAhw/0uiVx_nk7WQ/s320/P1020040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128690925871632706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm feeling like a year one all over again. Yeah, projects are kicking up but yeah, you know, with friends that rocks, everything seemed to fall in place quite nicely. Picture taking and cam whoring seemed to be a hobby nowadays. Everyday actually, in fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toilets are the BEST location.&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyzAwV9ZEQI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/IY_2y2Mnk2A/s1600-h/sillyus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyzAwV9ZEQI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/IY_2y2Mnk2A/s320/sillyus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128686012429046018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In front of a fish tank. At the first Eng block. So year one right??&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyzAwl9ZERI/AAAAAAAAAhY/KngNDMM1Py0/s1600-h/SP_A2177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyzAwl9ZERI/AAAAAAAAAhY/KngNDMM1Py0/s320/SP_A2177.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128686016724013330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a real agreement of the 3 of us. To be friends. For life.&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyzAw19ZESI/AAAAAAAAAhg/0ohwm8egVf8/s1600-h/SP_A2163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyzAw19ZESI/AAAAAAAAAhg/0ohwm8egVf8/s320/SP_A2163.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128686021018980642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;* Why oh why must he be &lt;s&gt;short&lt;/s&gt; shorter?&lt;br /&gt;* Why oh why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;only 222&lt;/span&gt; poly students get into NUS?&lt;br /&gt;* Why oh why did I remember 18 instead of 16?&lt;br /&gt;* Why oh why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, and so you know.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyzAxl9ZETI/AAAAAAAAAho/yrsTPkKh9Cw/s1600-h/PIC_0348+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyzAxl9ZETI/AAAAAAAAAho/yrsTPkKh9Cw/s320/PIC_0348+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128686033903882546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-894395465422133331?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/894395465422133331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=894395465422133331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/894395465422133331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/894395465422133331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-think-im-feeling-like-year-one-all.html' title=''/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyzFOV9ZEUI/AAAAAAAAAhw/0uiVx_nk7WQ/s72-c/P1020040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2684630252267859547</id><published>2007-10-31T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T19:59:49.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things tat cross my mind</title><content type='html'>Random thingies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I'm like freaking stress of projects that I got no time to even think about having a break. So Saffy, even that cheap cruise thingy have to wait kays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I'm an absolute hugger. I love to hug.  So I need someone who is hug-able as well. No &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;skinny ke-ding-dings &lt;/span&gt;[k, I have no idea what it means but it seemed to suit] for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* There's no point in telling me a guy is single. So?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I just sang online through Yahoo chat [Hada's account]! Coolness man, some said I had a nice voice [but I'm not sure if is it just for the sake of saying]. Hahx! But it's fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Hope my Viva won't be next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* I know how to shoot paper into a bin while talking on the phone, from a certain distance, unlike some of the guys I know. Huahahx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-2684630252267859547?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2684630252267859547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2684630252267859547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2684630252267859547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2684630252267859547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/things-tat-cross-my-mind.html' title='things tat cross my mind'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2852533862729058464</id><published>2007-10-31T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T02:33:22.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a haha haha</title><content type='html'>Today rocks! Cos I'm using a new phone! Hahx. Actually I don't even know the model name, except that it's Samsung la. Hahx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cappy Sh and tired me.&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydiVF9ZEMI/AAAAAAAAAgw/paRUfuzedJU/s1600-h/SP_A2128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydiVF9ZEMI/AAAAAAAAAgw/paRUfuzedJU/s320/SP_A2128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127174815301046466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Sh and hip hop Mul. Hahx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydiVV9ZENI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Y0a_w5M9Q14/s1600-h/SP_A2129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydiVV9ZENI/AAAAAAAAAg4/Y0a_w5M9Q14/s320/SP_A2129.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127174819596013778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have formed a new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;band&lt;/span&gt;. Called the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Blacklisted&lt;/span&gt;. We have a band &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"jamming&lt;/span&gt;" next &lt;s&gt;Wednesday&lt;/s&gt; Monday afternoon before having dinner at Simpang Bedok. Yeah, typical band.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rydjll9ZEOI/AAAAAAAAAhA/jHG8JYq0Qd0/s1600-h/23oct07%2B%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rydjll9ZEOI/AAAAAAAAAhA/jHG8JYq0Qd0/s320/23oct07%2B%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127176198280515810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Clockwise direction)&lt;br /&gt;Tako: Lead Guitarist&lt;br /&gt;Winna: Bassist cum Mascot/ Secretary&lt;br /&gt;Mindy: Keyboardist (The only one who truly knows her job)&lt;br /&gt;Mul: Singer and Guitarist / President&lt;br /&gt;SzIe: Drummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tan Kwang Ming aka Old Man, is our official photographer. The rest of the class are groupies. Hui Qin has already volunteered to make us posters. Anyone else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;*Damn, am I really 19????*&lt;br /&gt;**Did someone whom I totally thought would not remember my birthday just wished me? Damn!**&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/20332002-2852533862729058464?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2852533862729058464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2852533862729058464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2852533862729058464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2852533862729058464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/haha-haha.html' title='a haha haha'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydiVF9ZEMI/AAAAAAAAAgw/paRUfuzedJU/s72-c/SP_A2128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2132731177002281251</id><published>2007-10-30T11:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T19:24:38.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's my birthday!</title><content type='html'>My 19th Birthday went UNEXPECTEDLY EXTREMELY WELL! Unexpected because I really didn't think I deserve a great one this year. Hahx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandparents made an open house just for me! Yeah, so I brought my groupmates over since they are the only ones I could contact given such a short period of timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad very the cute. He was with me at midnight. But he only called the next morning and said " Sorry, yesterday I forgot. Happy Birthday." Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They came to my granparents place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydeoF9ZEFI/AAAAAAAAAf4/U5M-TFww_IE/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydeoF9ZEFI/AAAAAAAAAf4/U5M-TFww_IE/s400/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127170743672049746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winna and KM actually thought I was already 20! and i was really touched and surprised by the cake, SERIOUSLY!&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydfGF9ZEGI/AAAAAAAAAgA/q9FLcONJE3I/s1600-h/SPM_A0263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydfGF9ZEGI/AAAAAAAAAgA/q9FLcONJE3I/s320/SPM_A0263.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127171259068125282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sabo-ed by my own fam. :P &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydvLl9ZEPI/AAAAAAAAAhI/2z5Q7p2pUUY/s1600-h/P1020134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydvLl9ZEPI/AAAAAAAAAhI/2z5Q7p2pUUY/s320/P1020134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127188945743450354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, I rushed over to meet my darlings to go for KTV!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydenV9ZEEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ztkSU1rwYYw/s1600-h/Picture3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydenV9ZEEI/AAAAAAAAAfw/ztkSU1rwYYw/s400/Picture3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127170730787147842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had tremendous FUN! Dancing to Pop Ye Ye and singing my lungs out even though I look super ugly doing it, the prezzies which are so so PRACTICAL. Damn, you guys know me just too well. Hahx! Guys, really thank you so much! I'm truly speechless..you guys are so special to me! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tika drew this. Cute right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydgeF9ZELI/AAAAAAAAAgo/QdaYa67aJgM/s1600-h/PIC_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydgeF9ZELI/AAAAAAAAAgo/QdaYa67aJgM/s320/PIC_0410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127172770896613554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who had wished me, in any mode of communication, long or short messages, sincere or insincere, advanced, right on time or belated. :)&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's the thought that counts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-2132731177002281251?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2132731177002281251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2132731177002281251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2132731177002281251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2132731177002281251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/my-19th-birthday-went-unexpectedly.html' title='it&apos;s my birthday!'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RydeoF9ZEFI/AAAAAAAAAf4/U5M-TFww_IE/s72-c/Picture1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-4043751669664612780</id><published>2007-10-26T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T20:00:04.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first week of school</title><content type='html'>First week of school had come and passed. So fast huh? A total of 3 projects; doing all with Winna and 2 with my darls Sze Hui and Xin Yi. Stress beginning to accumulates itself in me and I'm feeling tired of going to school. Lucky there's a thing called friends. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*What have I gained in TP?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let the pictures speak a thousand more words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;23/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The trio; xy.mul.szIe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHQe19ZD9I/AAAAAAAAAe4/7LwxQJB1taQ/s1600-h/23oct07%2B%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHQe19ZD9I/AAAAAAAAAe4/7LwxQJB1taQ/s320/23oct07%2B%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125607079223562194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHQfF9ZD-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/7cnbU3n2HFw/s1600-h/23oct07%2B%286%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHQfF9ZD-I/AAAAAAAAAfA/7cnbU3n2HFw/s320/23oct07%2B%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125607083518529506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The OLD MAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHQfF9ZD_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/17YAlfxwhwc/s1600-h/SP_A1924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHQfF9ZD_I/AAAAAAAAAfI/17YAlfxwhwc/s320/SP_A1924.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125607083518529522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I was the photographer and witness of these acts.&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHQfF9ZEAI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/7bEvth2clZs/s1600-h/kisskiss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHQfF9ZEAI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/7bEvth2clZs/s320/kisskiss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125607083518529538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;25/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I prefer labs to lecs.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHQfV9ZEBI/AAAAAAAAAfY/fmB9bVy9W2A/s1600-h/SP_A1981.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHQfV9ZEBI/AAAAAAAAAfY/fmB9bVy9W2A/s320/SP_A1981.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125607087813496850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;26/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Me and Xin Yi&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHP-19ZD5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/UG1iq-7b1us/s1600-h/261007%2B%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHP-19ZD5I/AAAAAAAAAeY/UG1iq-7b1us/s320/261007%2B%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125606529467748242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the trolley which we spoil or already spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHP-19ZD6I/AAAAAAAAAeg/gPpSt8GaBE8/s1600-h/261007%2B%283%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHP-19ZD6I/AAAAAAAAAeg/gPpSt8GaBE8/s320/261007%2B%283%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125606529467748258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Height difference between&lt;br /&gt;Mul (pronounced Moo-lll).&lt;br /&gt;Xin Yi (pronounced Shin-Yee) and&lt;br /&gt;Winna (pronounced Wee-na-HO).&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHP_F9ZD7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/Z6FO2J5JEls/s1600-h/261007%2B%284%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHP_F9ZD7I/AAAAAAAAAeo/Z6FO2J5JEls/s320/261007%2B%284%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125606533762715570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Craziness before we depart off to Bugis for shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHP_F9ZD8I/AAAAAAAAAew/qeHeavm0q2A/s1600-h/Picture1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHP_F9ZD8I/AAAAAAAAAew/qeHeavm0q2A/s320/Picture1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125606533762715586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to include this story of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fiara&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to gear up both Fiara and Ifrah to send them to see the doctors as Fiara has to go for her injections and Ifrah has rashes on her mouth. Apart from that, I had to get ready myself to reach school by 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky Fiara was awake at the right timing. Being dumb the night before, I've forgotten to change her diapers at night and she was freaking wet the next morning. Wash her up and somehow confident she won't pee as it seems as if she had enough peeing for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, guess what? Just before I could reach for the diapers, she was peeing away. Yaaa....hahx..and when I scold her, she laughed! Damn, it's so hard to be angry with an adorable thingy huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The girl who acts like a baby. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHUcV9ZECI/AAAAAAAAAfg/zE9kv5elsT8/s1600-h/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHUcV9ZECI/AAAAAAAAAfg/zE9kv5elsT8/s320/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125611434320400418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-4043751669664612780?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4043751669664612780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=4043751669664612780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4043751669664612780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4043751669664612780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/first-week-of-school.html' title='first week of school'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RyHQe19ZD9I/AAAAAAAAAe4/7LwxQJB1taQ/s72-c/23oct07%2B%284%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8441591177953216680</id><published>2007-10-22T20:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T20:45:47.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You got me trippin, stumbling, flippin, fumbling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Clumsy cuz I'm fallin in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;You got me slippin, tumbling, sinking, fumbling &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Clumsy cuz I'm fallin in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So in love with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I miss Fiara! She's been gone since Friday. When is she coming back??? I'm so getting use to sleeping in my parents' bed with her that my own bed doesn't seem as comfortable anymore. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-8441591177953216680?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8441591177953216680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8441591177953216680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8441591177953216680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8441591177953216680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/clumsy-fergie-cant-help-it-girl-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-7310952233518463419</id><published>2007-10-19T23:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T23:22:21.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oishi!</title><content type='html'>Finally, I think after so long, me and Sze Hui are part of Xin Yi's featured friends in Friendster. Damn, can't wait for the three of us to reunite once school starts! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RxjKyqvHUSI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5PXzLHDGIUo/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RxjKyqvHUSI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5PXzLHDGIUo/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123067547948110114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-7310952233518463419?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/7310952233518463419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=7310952233518463419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7310952233518463419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/7310952233518463419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/oishi.html' title='oishi!'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RxjKyqvHUSI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/5PXzLHDGIUo/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8020946594284997599</id><published>2007-10-19T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T23:00:05.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>do tell me the number please</title><content type='html'>Wello to everyone! Raya has been fun though I don't feel the atmosphere. It seemed more like going out with my family, just for fun we dressed up, and just for fun they prepare food and give us money. Yes, I still do receive. Wee. Hahx, but I've promised some very important people in my life that I'll be giving them the money next year. Insyallah. Pics will be uploaded next time la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with my dearest Sze Hui just now. Impromptu. Maybe too shock to the fact we won't be meeting each other on Monday. Shit. Hahx..basically cause for sem 3.2 aka FINAL SEM, we only have classes on Tues, Thurs and Fri. And Isa Rafiq just has to be one of the tutor. Like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to just now, we went shopping like freaking hell. Well, more to her la. I just got a pair of jeans and shoes. Nice! And she bought for an advanced birthday prezzie! Weeee...Love it lots girl..absolutely gonna be using it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SzIe and Mul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RxeHp6vHUNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/xgAGKLNhXm4/s1600-h/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RxeHp6vHUNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/xgAGKLNhXm4/s320/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122712255368483026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She loves me.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RxjFvqvHURI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sZua8wjOvDg/s1600-h/1_184341997l+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RxjFvqvHURI/AAAAAAAAAeI/sZua8wjOvDg/s320/1_184341997l+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123061998850363666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She really loves me. Thank you!!&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RxeHravHUPI/AAAAAAAAAd4/UWLJ_BOMzmg/s1600-h/SP_A1770.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RxeHravHUPI/AAAAAAAAAd4/UWLJ_BOMzmg/s320/SP_A1770.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122712281138286834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I look fat. Hahx!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RxeHrqvHUQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Zzj24MCmn-c/s1600-h/SP_A1772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RxeHrqvHUQI/AAAAAAAAAeA/Zzj24MCmn-c/s320/SP_A1772.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122712285433254146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also saw Liana!!! Hahx..so happy to meet her.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah..and the story goes on. My high-in-malay-language Sze Hui and me were happily laughing until she dropped at Bedok. I sat down in the MRT while looking for my handphone, well actually Atikah's [nevermind, super long story], &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT it's NOT there!! &lt;/span&gt;I comforted myself with the idea that it is with Sze Hui cause we were holding so many bags that it could have switched to her bag. When I reached home, I called the number using my dad's phone. But couldn't get through for the first few tries. However, I finally got through and it was so nice to hear a voice of a Malay lady who were willing to return the phone back to me. Fuh! Am I lucky. And so, I'm going Yishun tomorrow to get back the handphone. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I changed number by the way.&lt;/span&gt; Heheh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-8020946594284997599?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8020946594284997599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8020946594284997599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8020946594284997599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8020946594284997599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/do-tell-me-number-please.html' title='do tell me the number please'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RxeHp6vHUNI/AAAAAAAAAdo/xgAGKLNhXm4/s72-c/GetAttachment.aspx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2274029068616927757</id><published>2007-10-13T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T02:25:16.301+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raye sehhh...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Selamat Hari Raya to ALL!&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/20332002-2274029068616927757?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2274029068616927757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2274029068616927757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2274029068616927757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2274029068616927757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/raye-sehhh.html' title='raye sehhh...'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-1654293155571970212</id><published>2007-10-03T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-04T00:13:55.519+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the old friend</title><content type='html'>Happy 19th Birthday to my dearest friend, Nuurliana Razak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May God bless you with all the happiness that you definitely deserve. Love ya lots my dear girl. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This pic was taken like exactly a year ago. I had the honour of celebrating her 18th birthday. Hahx. Too bad this year both of us damn busy la. But I really miss you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Liana and Mul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RwO-QavHUMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/LSfctPeYUsM/s1600-h/765712780l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RwO-QavHUMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/LSfctPeYUsM/s320/765712780l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117142790887133378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got to know the Philippine and Singapore teachers from my internship place are all back in Singapore, for safety reasons. Thank God all of them are safe and sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-1654293155571970212?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/1654293155571970212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=1654293155571970212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1654293155571970212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/1654293155571970212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/old-friend.html' title='the old friend'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RwO-QavHUMI/AAAAAAAAAdg/LSfctPeYUsM/s72-c/765712780l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-4634791404532519642</id><published>2007-10-01T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T00:00:01.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so sweet</title><content type='html'>Saffy just send me something which was suppose to be given to me before I went to Myanmar. But oh well, better late than never right. And the movie clip which was full of pics is so sweet la.. Heheh.. Lucky I'm watching it now, not back then, as I'm sure I'll be crying like hell every time I watch it. Hahx. Thank you! You've made my day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-4634791404532519642?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4634791404532519642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=4634791404532519642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4634791404532519642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4634791404532519642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/10/so-sweet.html' title='so sweet'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-3808050727841012007</id><published>2007-09-30T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-30T23:00:57.619+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it should remain unsaid</title><content type='html'>Feeling moody all of a sudden. It's nice seeing others happy. But at times, you just wonder when is it gonna be your turn or will it ever happen to you in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna break free from the circle of being ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-3808050727841012007?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3808050727841012007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=3808050727841012007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3808050727841012007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3808050727841012007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/09/it-should-remain-unsaid.html' title='it should remain unsaid'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-3754127235673067355</id><published>2007-09-27T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-27T13:35:01.594+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meow!</title><content type='html'>There's a cat under my block. A young white cat. Everytime I were to go downstairs, the cat will start purring and running towards me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dear Cat, do you have any idea that I'm actually scared of you?&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Thanks to mum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I have long legs which helped me walked further faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting how a small gesture could leave such an impact to me. Hahs. Hope to meet the person again. Though I don't think it would happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-3754127235673067355?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3754127235673067355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=3754127235673067355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3754127235673067355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3754127235673067355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/09/meow.html' title='meow!'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-8833505646389194544</id><published>2007-09-21T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T12:41:01.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. The person who tagged u is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Almost sisters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) Determined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2) Selenge bacin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3) Gorgeous in every way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4) Thoughtful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5) Very the manja and mentel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she has done for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's the little things which she does that make me love even more. eg the morning msg, the words of encouragement over something small, the food which she cook for us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable words she has said to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The very first time she told me that I meant so much to her, and she was in tears. I was too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If she becomes your lover, you will?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I will love her like freaking hell, but then again, I'm already so-called her second lover. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;7. If she's your lover, what she has to improve on?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Her manja-listic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;be crazy. Who would want to talk to me for hours everyday at different timing? How would I know the latest gossips among the 3 of us? Who would accompany me to go places? Who would I take buses with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If she becomes your enemy, the reason is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me. I should be the reason. There should be something wrong with me cause I can't think of any reason of why she would become my enemy because of something she did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you would like to do for her now is?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Get her a laptop; unfortunately I don't have money either. Sorries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There's no replacement of her in my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-8833505646389194544?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/8833505646389194544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=8833505646389194544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8833505646389194544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/8833505646389194544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/09/1.html' title='another'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-2042379361039313333</id><published>2007-09-21T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T00:40:26.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok..admitting i was bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;QUIZZIE TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;List out your top 5 birthday presents u wish for:&lt;br /&gt;*hey! it's what the quiz wanted me to answer ok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;1) Laptop skin &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*to cover all the scratches, only Doris know how long I had wanted this. heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;2) A more ladylike wallet &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*hehx, which is so unlike me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;3) PrimaDeli Hazelnut cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;4) Another huggable pillow &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*which I will buy myself. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;5) A nice unexpected surprise &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*no, I don't want to know that you did not buy me a gift, cos I know you did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The person who tagged u is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Doris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Your relationship with her is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Schoolmate, club mate, project mate, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; travel mate,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; roommate, MP mate...Friend.    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Your 5 impressions of her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) Independent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2) Humble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3) Hardworking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4) Efficient&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5) Cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The most memorable thing she has done for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I think most probably is the photo which she gave to each one of us when we were in Myanmar. That photo just shows the fun that we had. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. The most memorable words she has said to you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mulllyyyyyyyy...heh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. If she becomes your lover, you will?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Try to shrink myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. If she's your lover, what she has to improve on?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Become taller? It takes 2 hands to clap okayy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;8. If she becomes your enemy, you will:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Suffer? cause we're working on the same MP here...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. If she becomes your enemy, the reason is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have no idea for now as to why can she be my enemy. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Usually I hate people whom I don't know. Heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. The most desired thing you would like to do for her now is?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kick some ass with the burgsss..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Your overall impression of her:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;a loyal person with a great heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you think people around you will feel about you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;uhh...talking bout me now huh? hmmm...i think...they think...I'm a crazy girl who has not reach 19 and acting it, and yet, they have faith in me. Weee.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. The character you love about yourself is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;the 'I-don't-care-attitude' which I have at times, where I'll be more impromptu and crazy and high, and felt good afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. On the contrary, what character you hate about yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Laziness in becoming independent, which explains part of why I'm not working now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. The most ideal person I would like to be:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;My grandma. She's just so sincere and selfless la..if only I could be just as sincere as her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. For the people who cared &amp;amp; liked you, you wanna say something to them:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love you guys. Thanks for being part of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Pass this quiz to 10 people that u wish to know how they feel about u. Hey, please do k? Its quite fun though its long. Thanks (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I'm being force, as written above, so everyone's included, considering I have the minimal list. Those in Doris's list is not included again. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) Tika&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2) Saffy&lt;br /&gt;3) Sze Hui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4) Xin Yi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5) Mindy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;6) Meer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;7) Lita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;8)Ahmad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;9) Roman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;10) Jun Ting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's #2 having relationship with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She's single; unfortunately also taken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #9 a female/male:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Male; with a name like that how can he be female rite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If #1 &amp;amp; #10 be together, will it be a good thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;She's attached [fullstop]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 studying about:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you chatted with #3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Chatted? Been some time. A few weeks ago is it? Ermm..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of music does # 8 like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How would I know? Ahmad ehh..jiwang melayu? heh..dunno..ehhh...angklung la! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #6 has any siblings?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Yups. 2 younger sisters who are equally awesome as her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will u woo # 3?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ouh woo..sexy babe. hahax!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about #7?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Last time I checked, she's attached. Heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is #4 single:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Nah..happily attached to a guy named TONG-TONG. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surname of #5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the hobby of #5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;shopping? izit? and saying 'Let's go clubbing' but in the end never go. Heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 studying at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TP la...BZE, same class some more. I'm like stuck to her for my whole poly life laa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;*Why like so many question on no. 3 ar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried developing feelings for #8?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OmG..hahx! NO la..! Was teased once though...back in the olden days, where Tan Huay Hong was our form teacher. Hahx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does #9 live:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eh? Sengkang? I'm not sure, but I know that on grad nite Meer's dad had send him home...somewhere...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What colour does #4 like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Red?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are #1 and #3 best friends?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No 1 can be best friends with anyone, and so does No 3. But both of them are MY best friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does #7 like #2?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Should be..we are all nice people up there.. heheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you know #2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Secondary school mates, classmates, [the extinct] PuQies mates, yeah. As they say, the rest are history. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Does #5 have a pet?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If I'm not mistaken, a dog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-2042379361039313333?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/2042379361039313333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=2042379361039313333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2042379361039313333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/2042379361039313333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/09/okadmitting-i-was-bored.html' title='ok..admitting i was bored'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20332002.post-3809961691234033169</id><published>2007-09-18T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T23:28:04.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aduhhh pitam..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The difference between &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pitam&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;pengsan&lt;/span&gt;; I shall not go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total random topics &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;aites&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Smiles by Fiara&lt;/span&gt; lights up my day everyday without fail. When I'm not at home, thinking of her smile and laughter make me smile again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just something which had been bothering me since the day it was mention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Am I that bad?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt; Am I that bad that I had to suffer a loss of a cousin at such age?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bright side; I think my group is doing quite well, no matter what &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ouh&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; Sarina (my supervisor from Myanmar) bought for us some cookies from a very very nice bakery there! God, I so miss the cookies. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;jeng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;jeng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;jeng&lt;/span&gt;, I'm baking cookies tomorrow. Hoping to keep it till &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Raya&lt;/span&gt;, but got a feeling it won't last that long. Why? Because I got always-hungry-brothers to start with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm rotting well at home, watching TV and listening to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Fiara's&lt;/span&gt; snores. Yes she does. Up to you to believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm loving life as it is. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Though it could be better. Typical human.&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/20332002-3809961691234033169?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/3809961691234033169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=3809961691234033169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3809961691234033169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/3809961691234033169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/09/aduhhh-pitam.html' title='aduhhh pitam..'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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type='html'>The house seem empty without your presence.&lt;br /&gt;Gatherings seem incomplete though it's not mention;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laughter and smiles meant to be unshared as no one understands the way you do;&lt;br /&gt;Lameness and craziness had to be contained as no one could entertain me the way you do;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grumblings can't be heard coming from your direction;&lt;br /&gt;Shout outs can't be expected as you'll never come;&lt;br /&gt;Pinches can't be felt as it's emotional pain you're causing;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poses with unique spectacles can never be taken as I don't know of others who has the same 'specky' sense as you;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures of you SS-ing in my handphone as it would be scary if one suddenly pops out;&lt;br /&gt;Kids would be left the way they are as they can't seriously expect me to go 'goo-goo, gaa-gaa' over them the way you do[!];&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jealousy are light as friendly competition no longer hold on;&lt;br /&gt;I remain alone as I no longer have you as a partner, as a pair;&lt;br /&gt;I'm the big sister left to all of them, when there really could be two;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worries change as the plot changes as the ending ends;&lt;br /&gt;The future remain unspoken, though I know it's without you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20332002-4364283868582473632?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/4364283868582473632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=4364283868582473632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/4364283868582473632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; white bag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVoPx7qXI/AAAAAAAAAcw/2meT0_Hcugc/s1600-h/SP_A0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106050227450390898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVoPx7qXI/AAAAAAAAAcw/2meT0_Hcugc/s320/SP_A0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course, the undies. She knows who gave which. Clever girl.&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/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVoPx7qYI/AAAAAAAAAc4/4Jp-er9pTY4/s1600-h/SP_A0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106050227450390914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVoPx7qYI/AAAAAAAAAc4/4Jp-er9pTY4/s320/SP_A0214.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more more pics on the outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rtxaz_x7qcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/KFbUWlUhr08/s1600-h/SP_A0208.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106055926871992770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/Rtxaz_x7qcI/AAAAAAAAAdY/KFbUWlUhr08/s320/SP_A0208.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVQfx7qSI/AAAAAAAAAcI/y1H1HUqYkIc/s1600-h/P8310412+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106049819428497698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVQfx7qSI/AAAAAAAAAcI/y1H1HUqYkIc/s320/P8310412+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxZrPx7qbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/_HaRhj54_E0/s1600-h/P8310457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106054677036509618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxZrPx7qbI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/_HaRhj54_E0/s320/P8310457.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxZqvx7qZI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ptbActTmqT0/s1600-h/P8310441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106054668446574994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxZqvx7qZI/AAAAAAAAAdA/ptbActTmqT0/s320/P8310441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxZq_x7qaI/AAAAAAAAAdI/jLJMAH60ngE/s1600-h/P8310453.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106054672741542306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxZq_x7qaI/AAAAAAAAAdI/jLJMAH60ngE/s320/P8310453.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVQ_x7qTI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/lSNAwOGA8jc/s1600-h/P8310440+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106049828018432306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVQ_x7qTI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/lSNAwOGA8jc/s320/P8310440+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVRPx7qUI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Pbdn4Ui493A/s1600-h/P8310443+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106049832313399618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVRPx7qUI/AAAAAAAAAcY/Pbdn4Ui493A/s320/P8310443+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVRvx7qVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Zl6o7i3dRMc/s1600-h/P8310444+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106049840903334226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVRvx7qVI/AAAAAAAAAcg/Zl6o7i3dRMc/s320/P8310444+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVR_x7qWI/AAAAAAAAAco/0d0hEiCs2SA/s1600-h/P8310446+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106049845198301538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVR_x7qWI/AAAAAAAAAco/0d0hEiCs2SA/s320/P8310446+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things unfortunately aren't going very well with me and stuff, and I'm feeling as if I would just give up. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Give up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;give up, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;give up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a life. Even though it's not perfect; it's a life I'm willing to lead, and I want to lead it. My life is not all about going to school, go home, eat and sleep. My life is full of colours brought by kids and family, full of angst and anxiety created by myself, full of wonders and miracles given by friends. I'm tied down cause it's not always I can spent time with them. I miss them even though I just met them yesterday. I just appreciate this people more in my life I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freaking shit. I remembered myself saying "Edit if you think it's inappropriate."&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/20332002-5160066000084060651?l=mullyyy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/feeds/5160066000084060651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20332002&amp;postID=5160066000084060651' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5160066000084060651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20332002/posts/default/5160066000084060651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mullyyy.blogspot.com/2007/09/class-outing-other-day-was-great-as.html' title='breaking the deal'/><author><name>mul</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/SKt5Cz5Ea4I/AAAAAAAABSI/EuqYVPV1NQU/S220/DSC00459-1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_rHOZ_0BxzrQ/RtxVoPx7qXI/AAAAAAAAAcw/2meT0_Hcugc/s72-c/SP_A0213.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
