<?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-2283510276586335298</id><updated>2011-07-08T10:49:57.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my.life.my.world</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>228</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-4216241588538230010</id><published>2009-12-25T22:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:57:17.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Kesian kan saper2 yg nak bacer the new one lah kan. I give you hints. Its nine9nineorwhat. Ok? Ok go.&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/2283510276586335298-4216241588538230010?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/4216241588538230010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=4216241588538230010' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/4216241588538230010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/4216241588538230010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/12/kesian-kan-saper2-yg-nak-bacer-new-one.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-6890477541160407817</id><published>2009-09-10T12:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T13:34:56.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have moved!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nine9nineorwhat.onsugar.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;my new blog! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &amp;amp; read now go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-6890477541160407817?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/6890477541160407817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=6890477541160407817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/6890477541160407817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/6890477541160407817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-have-moved-where-my-new-blog-read-now.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-2261333284733545787</id><published>2009-09-08T09:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T09:12:55.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im going to update about our iftar-ing session with him &amp;amp; his NSmates perhaps by end of this week &amp;amp; I might be changing my link to something else by the end of tmrw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I do change my link, I will type it out here &amp;amp; delete it off after 2 days. Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS &amp;amp; omg, Im nervous. Kikikiki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-2261333284733545787?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/2261333284733545787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=2261333284733545787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2261333284733545787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2261333284733545787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-going-to-update-about-our-iftar-ing.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3876631192177014009</id><published>2009-09-04T11:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T11:53:14.174+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im still traumatised by what I saw in front of my eyes yesterday. I witnessed an accident involving a motor &amp;amp; two cars near my house while I was at the bus stop. I cant believe my eyes when I saw the amount of blood oozing out of the rider's motionless body. I stood rooted to the ground &amp;amp; all I did was cry. I now feel bad I actually became a typical Singaporean for not calling the police or the ambulance. I only realised that I was not moving from where I stood after I saw a couple of people running towards the rider. I was very very shocked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the rider was just unconscious &amp;amp; not like what Im thinking when I first saw him bleeding profusely. I am freaking scared, I swear. I felt like vomitting &amp;amp; I keep on seeing the blood in my mind. Even now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To all riders including YOU, please ride safely &amp;amp; do not tailgate or ride too closely to any vehicle. You might not know what can happen to you at anytime. Do remember your loved ones. Ok? Ok go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after the accident, I took bus &amp;amp; met Dayah. After that met him &amp;amp; that was when I forgot about the accident. So then we sat for a bit before Dayah moved off to meet her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377445628570302738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SqCGTuno-RI/AAAAAAAABl0/O9ZAI-CR_XY/s320/DSC01203.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; we went to eat ice cream together after that. :) I had McFlurry Oreo. Sedap or whattt! Kate perrrr, sentiase sedap. Kikikikiki.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 166px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 319px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377454845638100274" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SqCOsO32RTI/AAAAAAAABmM/dmLzk_uwqCM/s320/DSC01206-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SqCGUdqWd8I/AAAAAAAABmE/ax2TTe6BBok/s1600-h/DSC01206-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Die punye gambar kene crop pasal sebab2 tertentu. Nanti2 baru byk gbr die kay.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, he obeyed the safety riding rules &amp;amp; I thank you for that. I need a few days to get the thought of the accident out of my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: Please stop doing the same thing over &amp;amp; over again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-3876631192177014009?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3876631192177014009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3876631192177014009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3876631192177014009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3876631192177014009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-still-traumatised-by-what-i-saw-in.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SqCGTuno-RI/AAAAAAAABl0/O9ZAI-CR_XY/s72-c/DSC01203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-6647474503840810656</id><published>2009-09-03T09:12:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T10:07:26.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday's movie date with the rest. Watched Year One &amp;amp; I slept for I think 15 mins. It is NOT nice to watch. Yes, it is funny but it is boring. VERY. &amp;amp; since I am well known for laughing out loud at any nonsensical lame jokes but I didnt laugh loudly in the cinema, it so proves that it isnt worth my $6. Hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here are pictures which I cant be bothered to edit. Enjoy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nadiah told me to put this up cos it is my syiok sendiri moment. But I wonder why shes not in the pic even though she was the one snapping. Hmmm. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377044736603501826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8ZsvqitQI/AAAAAAAABj8/PMhK9kYORw8/s320/SDC14678.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After asking Rizal to take the photo for us, Nadiah chose not to look at the camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377044727667408450" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8ZsOYAvkI/AAAAAAAABj0/ceSsWxVijt8/s320/SDC14679.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; in the car, this is Rizal &amp;amp; Zab. This is Zab's signature pose. Kakakaka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377044718329482242" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8ZrrlrTAI/AAAAAAAABjs/04D5cjxfWq8/s320/SDC14681.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; I like the background very much. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377044708523908018" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8ZrHD2G7I/AAAAAAAABjk/DO8YFSS5OfE/s320/SDC14684.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is it for the movie date. I honestly wont recommend you guys to watch Year One ok. Trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so after we clocked out at 5.30pm, we went to Simpang to buka puase together. &amp;amp; lemme introduce who went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nadiah, Me, Sharifah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377045844093116626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8atNYpINI/AAAAAAAABkE/T-56y1nOoNw/s320/SDC14745.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Zab, Rahman, Saiful&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377045857106791410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8at93WC_I/AAAAAAAABkU/nBC2tirpIIM/s320/SDC14743.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Farhan, Hafiz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377045848860501778" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8atfJRpxI/AAAAAAAABkM/o7QhUqjQ9XU/s320/SDC14744.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; Roshan, Rizal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377046148019290082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8a-5mSf-I/AAAAAAAABks/kyOtpj0TwR4/s320/SDC14739.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So after we ate, Nadiah got up her seat &amp;amp; approached Hafiz &amp;amp; I dont know what she said to him, he suddenly got up &amp;amp; sat beside me. &amp;amp; we took a photo. Erm, we were kinda forced. Dont ask me why of all people Hafiz. This was a nong nong ago story when we were still in Year1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377045861967509618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8auP-OuHI/AAAAAAAABkc/DFFdTu9--zw/s320/SDC14742.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; we each had a name card which Nadiah made. &amp;amp; again, dont ask me why I am a Minah. I am not one right, obviously? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377046162533466194" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8a_vqvQFI/AAAAAAAABk8/oHv-xbn4IEw/s320/SDC14715.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377046167717112530" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8bAC-natI/AAAAAAAABlE/_Mf0DDs-N5M/s320/SDC14714.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377045871167649138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8auyPttXI/AAAAAAAABkk/SF_vLu4k6B8/s320/SDC14740.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; this is the whole group.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377046157411715074" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8a_clniAI/AAAAAAAABk0/tcc9EKN8jIA/s320/SDC14737.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; this is not to prove of how short I really actually am but to prove that Saiful can actually smile for the camera. Like finallyyyy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377046477301797202" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8bSERW0VI/AAAAAAAABlM/DLCBGPAahaQ/s320/SDC14755.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; these are the boys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377046485048052418" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8bShINSsI/AAAAAAAABlU/xsyEH-TV-xs/s320/SDC14753.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; the whole group again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377046490173266306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8bS0OJ2YI/AAAAAAAABlc/o6Ue_TH5yzM/s320/SDC14751.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After that, we had to pay for the food as Saiful paid it first. But if you look carefully, it seems like we were paying for something smuggled out illegally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8bTwJPrUI/AAAAAAAABls/uZMdqU1uFPU/s1600-h/SDC14747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377046506258804034" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8bTwJPrUI/AAAAAAAABls/uZMdqU1uFPU/s320/SDC14747.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Aku beli barang baek punya. Agagagaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8bTQqY6bI/AAAAAAAABlk/7_OcaZOYIhA/s1600-h/SDC14748.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377046497807886770" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8bTQqY6bI/AAAAAAAABlk/7_OcaZOYIhA/s320/SDC14748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that was the end of my Tuesday. It was fun! Weeee~ Thank you people for coming to join us. The other 4 who didnt turn up had their own reasons or should I say excuses? Kikikiki. Raya outing will be organised by me &amp;amp; Nadiah &amp;amp; I really hope more can turn up. The more the merrier kan kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, Im meeting Syirah to go FarEast in a while. Tsk, tak abes2 cabot lab. Kikikiki. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: Cant wait cant wait!! :)))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-6647474503840810656?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/6647474503840810656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=6647474503840810656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/6647474503840810656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/6647474503840810656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/09/tuesdays-movie-date-with-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp8ZsvqitQI/AAAAAAAABj8/PMhK9kYORw8/s72-c/SDC14678.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-982330466555416850</id><published>2009-09-02T15:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T16:06:07.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is supposed to be my longest post day but Im feeling very lazy right now to upload all pictures in here. But as promised, Im gonna post the very important photo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are all of you ready???? WEEEEEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp4lzf1WzWI/AAAAAAAABjc/7Pj9z0dWTTc/s1600-h/SDC14694.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 227px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376776571775798626" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp4lzf1WzWI/AAAAAAAABjc/7Pj9z0dWTTc/s320/SDC14694.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I finally bought my car yesterday &amp;amp; if you see any red volkwagen passing by, it is mine. :D:D:D:D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally, my lifetime dream of having the car (beside me in a photo) came true. Kikikiki. I was shouting my lungs out when I saw it in the parking lot at Beach Road &amp;amp; they all suggested that I shouldtake photo with it. &amp;amp; I DID!!!!! :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, so the post on our movie outing &amp;amp; iftar-ing will be I think tomorrow. Ok go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: Its drawing near.. :)))&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/2283510276586335298-982330466555416850?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/982330466555416850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=982330466555416850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/982330466555416850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/982330466555416850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/09/today-is-supposed-to-be-my-longest-post.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sp4lzf1WzWI/AAAAAAAABjc/7Pj9z0dWTTc/s72-c/SDC14694.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-2390850173976446622</id><published>2009-09-01T17:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:21:59.424+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; again, no photos YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have a handful already but I will be updating tomorrow. I badly wanted to blog even though it's gonna be short because I wont be having this computer of mine in this lab anymore starting tmrw. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I have a very very important picture to post tomorrow. It is so bloody important to me ok. So stay tuned to see the very special photo. Kikikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going iftar with the poly mates in a while and iftar with the two ladies tomorrow. Weee~ Ok then, I know macam no point this post but whatever. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS: Im so scared....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-2390850173976446622?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/2390850173976446622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=2390850173976446622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2390850173976446622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2390850173976446622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/09/again-no-photos-yet.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-14901522284887617</id><published>2009-08-31T15:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T16:48:15.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have a sudden urge to blog cos Im freaking bored here in my lab. I have 4 more days before we all are being kicked out of this lab. Im sure gonna miss this lab cos we have nowhere to go. We will be abandoned for 1 week without any proper class or lab to be in. 1 WHOLE WEEK!!! Tsk. Dah mcm anak terbiar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my date with him yesterday was indeed a very nice one. I have no pictures to share cos I didnt charge my camera battery. :(&lt;br /&gt;He finally got to meet my mum &amp;amp; my mum was very sweet. She texted me after we left &amp;amp; told me as long as Im happy with him, she will be happy. She has never liked any of my guy friends or should I call them boyfriend but with him, she's different. She wants me to be happy. That sms was a very meaningful one &amp;amp; I almost cried when I read it. I love u mother. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, we break fast at Lau Pa Sat, then window shopped and watched Final Destination at PS. &amp;amp; Omg, I think all of you should watch it. I got a shock and jerked quite a couple of times but fortunately, I didnt shout at any scenes. (cos Im well known for being noisy in cinemas) So that was an achievement. :)&lt;br /&gt;After that had coffee bean at suntec &amp;amp; he sent me home.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for yesterday &amp;amp; I cant wait for September to come. Really. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmrw, another movie outing with my classmates &amp;amp; we are all going to break fast together after school tmrw. There will be around 14 of us in total but only 3 girls. Me, Sharifah &amp;amp; Nadiah. After that, I have to drag my ass to work. Bahhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, there will be photos for tmrw, Im sure. Will update a proper one with loads of photos soon. see ya! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;PS: Foundation or whatttt! Hahahaha. U know, I know bebeh. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-14901522284887617?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/14901522284887617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=14901522284887617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/14901522284887617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/14901522284887617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-have-sudden-urge-to-blog-cos-im.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-1954365906463789745</id><published>2009-08-30T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T15:26:31.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&amp; blogger is being a jerk again. Haiyerrrrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going out with him in an hours time but Im not ready yet. Here I am blogging. Syabas. :) Today is a postponed date which was supposed to be yesterday's. Whole lot of things occured this week but Im glad everything's settled now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really cant wait for September to arrive as truckloads of plans &amp; events &amp; occasions &amp; many2 more happening. I cant wait!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, I have to go now cos I take more than an hour to get ready.&lt;br /&gt;Rain rain go away pls. Cos that boy refuses to take bus to fetch me even though we are already late from our original plan. Naik bus skali skale ok ape kan? Bestttt. Got pemandangan some more. HMPH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-1954365906463789745?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/1954365906463789745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=1954365906463789745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1954365906463789745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1954365906463789745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/08/blogger-is-being-jerk-again.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-2396601073491511429</id><published>2009-08-26T14:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T15:08:03.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So as mentioned, I went to watch The Proposal with the rest yesterday. We cabot-ed class and left for the movie. As predicted, there weren't a lot of people in the cinema AND we were the noisiest bunch because me &amp;amp; Sharifah cant stop going awwwwww &amp;amp; oooohhhh &amp;amp; omg, he's so sweet &amp;amp; things like that. &amp;amp; the kentalest thing is, Sharifah cried at a wrong scene. I was going awwww and she was like sob sob. The rest of us looked at her and we went.. HUH? Why are you crying at that scene? HAHAHA. My sweepytie is belo, I know. :) (IF you're reading this, dont shout cos tgh puase kan? Kikikiki.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this is us, minus Rizal plus Farhan,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 298px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374152024800722210" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTSywcxfSI/AAAAAAAABh8/HkvaAOxnGwk/s320/SDC14570.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; this is the whole group. Everyone smiles with teeth except Sharifah. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 234px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374152032782630978" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTSzOLzwEI/AAAAAAAABiE/4_1M3q0xRmc/s320/SDC14571.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; this is my sweetie meetie weetie Nadiah. :) Rizal said in this pic, she looks syiok sendiri like that. HAHAHAHAHAHA. Honestly, I dont know why she has her eyes shut even though she was the one who snapped this picture. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 188px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374152044195085746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTSz4sv_bI/AAAAAAAABiM/fm3u6OmcHsA/s320/SDC14574.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After several attempts of trying to take a nice picture of the 3 of us, Rizal, finally made it. Angle mesti mau baek eh Rizal. He tried I dont know how many times before succeeded taking this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374152051768996258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTS0U6gsaI/AAAAAAAABic/vLtumFdm3DA/s320/SDC14579.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Im just a pro like that. Took once and got all of us at the back seat. Well, actually having Rizal in the picture was by accident because we planned to snap just us girls. Kikikikikiki. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374152047549461842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTS0FMftVI/AAAAAAAABiU/che3HEDvS-Q/s320/SDC14578.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; this is Alex and Zab, our driver. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374152327385095026" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTTEXqgm3I/AAAAAAAABik/g8GxtN5tvZU/s320/SDC14581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374152336646383122" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTTE6KkphI/AAAAAAAABis/-NxNFwFnxeE/s320/SDC14584.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; erm, I was on the phone because of some business deals. Hehehe. So pardon me k.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374152343140701138" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTTFSW8E9I/AAAAAAAABi0/-lhI01a8DIs/s320/SDC14588.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 156px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374152353594972450" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTTF5TbmSI/AAAAAAAABi8/qgZcIGvT-cc/s320/SDC14596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Noticed anything? Sharifah has her leg senget &amp;amp; up liddat in all pictures. I wonder why. I was saying, kaki kau tempang eh kene pose macam tu? HAHAHAHA. You may scroll up &amp;amp; down again &amp;amp; check all photos that has her. Her legs I dont know why are senget like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374152359735335858" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTTGQLaG7I/AAAAAAAABjE/UI5JJWYic5o/s320/SDC14597.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; in this pic, I look tall! WEEE~ Seeee, Im almost the same height as Zab. So, Im not short at all. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTTSnjqUEI/AAAAAAAABjU/UtU3c7rAkPU/s1600-h/SDC14599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 194px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374152572169506882" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTTSnjqUEI/AAAAAAAABjU/UtU3c7rAkPU/s320/SDC14599.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; I just cant stop looking at Sharifah's pose. Hmph.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTTR9KKL-I/AAAAAAAABjM/9zv8G-21Dqk/s1600-h/SDC14598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374152560788254690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTTR9KKL-I/AAAAAAAABjM/9zv8G-21Dqk/s320/SDC14598.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I had fun. Loads of fun for the day. I really love ryan reynolds and I think you all should watch The Proposal ok. It's nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; after buka puase, I met him. He fetched me and we headed to lion kencing and sat down while he had his double chocolate. That longggg talk was very meaningful indeed &amp;amp; that makes us understand one another better &amp;amp; insyaAllah, our relationship will get stronger as days pass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh and while I was staring at the moon facing away from him, daydreaming, he was silent &amp;amp; I didnt bother looking to see what he was doing. We didnt talk for I think 10 mins before he suddenly gave me a rose he made out of the tissue paper from coffee bean. &amp;amp; on the rose, he wrote " I love you". I went awwwwwwwwww &amp;amp; said "2". Kikikiki. Kalau tak fham takpe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is sooo sweet &amp;amp; I am a VERY VERY happy person now. VERY. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There's nothing more I need to ask for now. Thank you for everything. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-2396601073491511429?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/2396601073491511429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=2396601073491511429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2396601073491511429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2396601073491511429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-as-mentioned-i-went-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpTSywcxfSI/AAAAAAAABh8/HkvaAOxnGwk/s72-c/SDC14570.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-7404246496606557557</id><published>2009-08-25T10:09:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T11:27:20.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>As promised, Im dedicating this post to my classmates. ONLY.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because they said it's been donkey years since I last updated about school life or about them. So, they feel very upset that they've been long forgotten. So, since its fasting month &amp;amp; I want everyone to be smiling gleefully, I am going to update about them, &amp;amp; only them.&lt;br /&gt;(This doesnt mean HE is forgotten though. Cos he's always in my mind. Kikikiki.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, for the first time after donkey and monkey years, this post is specially for Sharifah, Nadiah, Rizal &amp;amp; Zabidi. They are the ones who have been with me in my boring lab for the past few months. They are my "buddies" for the sem. Watching online movies together, having lunch together, cabot-ing lab together, and also irritating one another are what we do best. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; today, all of us, including some other men like my classmate-bf, Clement, and his friend, Alex are going to catch a movie The Proposal at E!Hub later at 1.10pm. See, we cabot class together. this is what I call one for all, all for one. Kikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without further a-do, lemme present, my wonderful classmates... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Nadiah, the one who is like my sister in school who gives me meaningful advices be it about relationship, dieting, friendship and not forgetting, gossiping. :) Well, whats girls without gossips anyway. She was the one who kinda &lt;s&gt;forced&lt;/s&gt; told me to update a post about them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373726262041434578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpNPkGkq2dI/AAAAAAAABhs/PwgYI-a5A1A/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this is Zabidi, the guy who had spent quite an amount for me for food&amp;amp;drinks in the canteen. He can be annoying at times, sorry, honest lah kan bulan puase nie, but I must say he has a VERY good heart. A filial son and a helpful friend. He tries to help whenever possible. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 191px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 208px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373726241918605314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpNPi7nA2AI/AAAAAAAABhU/VI1zBxKzC6w/s320/P04-08-08_10_26.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this girl down here is my sweepytie. The one I meet everyday in school&amp;amp;work. We meet like 24/7 BUT I never get bored looking at her. AWWWW, sweet or whattt aku. She has listened to my problems and helping me out in a lot of things. &amp;amp;&amp;amp; we are queen of gossips plus we LOVE looking at pretty ladies. We are weird like that. Plus she's getting a bike soon and going to fetch &amp;amp; send me to school &amp;amp; work everyday. WEEEE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 178px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 244px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373726246225245442" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpNPjLpy9QI/AAAAAAAABhc/LlZ7rtXk2XM/s320/ry%3D400.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; this belo guy down here is none other than Rizal. This guy has made me &amp;amp; Sharifah laugh out loud, snort and also turn into crazy loud people because of his lame BUT funny jokes. He has helped me ALOT in ALOT of things &amp;amp; he is like a brother in school to me. Ive never seen him angry but step angry pernah ah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373726236806723138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpNPiokPtkI/AAAAAAAABhM/52Q3NrlAn9I/s320/Lina+extra..jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We 3, have been very close and Rizal gets to gossip like a girl too when he's with us. He listens to girls talk almost everyday when he's with the 2 of us. Oh, and all 3 of us are single but NOT available ok. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 238px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 233px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373726253976783266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpNPjoh6CaI/AAAAAAAABhk/QPdZHw9vrYM/s320/ry%3D4002.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that sums up everything and everyone &amp;amp; they are now watching online movie while here I am dedicating this to them. I know, Im just sweet like that. Kikikikiki. Without them in the lab every single day, I think I would be bored and without me, the lab will be too quiet. Hehe. So we all love one another kan kan kan. Dare any of you deny, aku delete gambar korang dlm post nie. Kikikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, remember this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpNPr8MJ5LI/AAAAAAAABh0/c8WZPN03gLM/s1600-h/warp(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 252px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 228px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373726396693210290" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpNPr8MJ5LI/AAAAAAAABh0/c8WZPN03gLM/s320/warp(2).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is Rizal, I swear. He will kill me if he finds out I post this picture. &amp;amp; btw, pardon the ugly photos because they were years back. So muke maseh selenger bacen to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS: Sorry you, its all about my friends. Hehe. Dorang tak kasi I mention ur name but nie small corner jer so they wont be mad. I miss you! Kikiki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lalalalalalalalala~&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/2283510276586335298-7404246496606557557?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/7404246496606557557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=7404246496606557557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7404246496606557557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7404246496606557557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/08/as-promised-im-dedicating-this-post-to.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SpNPkGkq2dI/AAAAAAAABhs/PwgYI-a5A1A/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-5527002895026895533</id><published>2009-08-22T14:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:37:41.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Is it just me or is it really happening?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Selamat berpuasa to all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-5527002895026895533?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/5527002895026895533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=5527002895026895533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5527002895026895533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5527002895026895533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/08/is-it-just-me-or-is-it-really-happening.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-5535950689813420533</id><published>2009-08-20T15:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T15:45:12.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday after school, I met the matrep. Ooppps, sorry, I mean my bestfriend, the matrep. Kikikiki. I had to pass him chocolates my sister bought for him from Manchester so I travelled all the way to his area just to pass him the chocs. How more sweet can I be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 279px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371939231923505378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Soz2RQnJCOI/AAAAAAAABf0/y36JR9hhNuU/s320/DSC01142.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371939251186019170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Soz2SYXrq2I/AAAAAAAABgE/m7uDSmL0puM/s320/DSC01167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371939264628915922" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Soz2TKct_tI/AAAAAAAABgM/YW1crPrFnaM/s320/DSC01168.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met, I pass him the chocs andddddd, we did this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371939230411579314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Soz2RK-q37I/AAAAAAAABfs/TyhvLKxhxkU/s320/DSC01133.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371939240583859554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Soz2Rw37jWI/AAAAAAAABf8/lSoKa5QuBIg/s320/DSC01159.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, he brought down his legos bought from Thailand and we pasang2 like budak2 kecik liddat. After we've done all 4, the matrep got bored and did something with the legos. Wanna see what? You've got to be above 18 to continue reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 306px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371939863200244610" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Soz22ATPo4I/AAAAAAAABgU/Uya1-RDoI1o/s320/DSC01169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 199px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371939872890343042" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Soz22kZizoI/AAAAAAAABgc/zODzg6Ptv-M/s320/DSC01170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 246px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371939878188542770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Soz224Iu6zI/AAAAAAAABgk/FwDpdx8tWwE/s320/DSC01171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one looks very disturbing kan? The one in orange looks bloody evil lor. Super disgusting. But well, that's what the matrep thinks about all the time, even when he plays lego. Kikiki. Wanna know why I call him a matrep? Its because he pierced his eyebrow and he wears a and talks like a matrep. Actually, I dont even know how to define a matrep but since a few of my friends call him a matrep, I think he fits to be categorised as one. Hehehe. Sorry toj!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I met Ana after her tuition and then took bus to her area. Besides meeting her, I met my mentel! :D Its been so long since I saw him and Ive missed him like madddd. He was already at the place where we were supposed to meet and once I saw him, my heart beat very fast. Kikikiki. I went up to him and disturbed him till he got very malu, I dont know why. All he did was smile. Yelah, layankan je kan perangai belo orang. Hmphhff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 230px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371944105275176146" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Soz6s7QuNNI/AAAAAAAABg0/26anHmgO7vw/s320/DSC01177.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bace suratkhabar pon senyum2 cos I stared at him then he got very malu. Kikiki. Cute or whattt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371939888441916770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Soz23eVU_WI/AAAAAAAABgs/_b_gXcwFXSw/s320/DSC01174.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tangan sapao or whatt. Kikiki. Orang cakap jgn tengok camera, mati2 nak tengok. Beh muke evil. Kikiki. Mentel, mentel. Tsk. Knapelah kau mentel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So after a few minutes, ana left us and we went to tamp central to pay his bills and then we went to Esplanade to just sit and talk. Im kinda getting used to the way we are right now. As in by not being able to meet like how we used to meet last time because both of us are always busy with either school or work. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im indeed a happier person as days pass because you, always make my day, without fail.&lt;br /&gt;You, light up my life in every single possible way. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-5535950689813420533?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/5535950689813420533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=5535950689813420533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5535950689813420533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5535950689813420533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterday-after-school-i-met-matrep.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Soz2RQnJCOI/AAAAAAAABf0/y36JR9hhNuU/s72-c/DSC01142.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-7433878341048793716</id><published>2009-08-18T16:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T10:19:21.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pictures from last Sunday, on my sister's bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371491156204959650" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sotev0e_t6I/AAAAAAAABes/fb34TbQTNc0/s320/DSC01094.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371491168967469362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SotewkB0KTI/AAAAAAAABe0/mLvgZElFRaU/s320/DSC01103.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371491180709860002" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SotexPxa0qI/AAAAAAAABe8/Pcne6qZ_o2o/s320/DSC01104.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371491195360570130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SoteyGWa6xI/AAAAAAAABfM/_Huf6tyY_Cw/s320/DSC01111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371491186143007890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SotexkAyFJI/AAAAAAAABfE/oYxpVrcsZgo/s320/DSC01106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371492218206378626" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sotftov3WoI/AAAAAAAABfc/q7NqQU7xBcE/s320/DSC01118.JPG" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371492210837624866" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SotftNTBGCI/AAAAAAAABfU/NkSHd39bWnE/s320/DSC01117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371492226364157170" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SotfuHI1LPI/AAAAAAAABfk/QYce5QCNxPE/s320/DSC01121.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was super happy even though it wasnt my birthday. Kikikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anyway, the new site for my blog is done but I wont be letting anyone know till early next month. It is going to be a surprise! Ok, whatever eh. Only the ones in my class know the full web address but it will remain a secret between us. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having a raya song stuck in my head since last 2 days. Argh, I cant get it off my head. Thanks eh annisa, ingatkan aku pade raya banyak2 sedangkan puase pon belom start! Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my mentel very3 much. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kan ku sujud di kakimu, bila kita bertemuuuuu...&lt;/em&gt; Seee, it's still stuck. Bahhhhh~&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/2283510276586335298-7433878341048793716?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/7433878341048793716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=7433878341048793716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7433878341048793716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7433878341048793716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/08/pictures-from-last-sunday-on-my-sisters.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sotev0e_t6I/AAAAAAAABes/fb34TbQTNc0/s72-c/DSC01094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-9223084964461764334</id><published>2009-08-15T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T00:00:34.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Omg. Blogger is getting VERYYYY annoying and I get lazier and lazier to update everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I might be running away from blogger to either wordpress or eljay or onsugar. Im still contemplating on which one's better. Most prolly I will be onsugar because it sounds sweeter? Kikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Oh yes, IF i change my link to something else, I might not be telling everyone about it cos I want it to be a secret. :)&lt;br /&gt;I will only tell my close ones or the ones I feel like telling. Im bias, I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Kemeja T plus jeans plus shoes made me cair for one minute. Ohmygod, I miss you mcm org giler alreadyy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-9223084964461764334?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/9223084964461764334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=9223084964461764334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/9223084964461764334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/9223084964461764334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/08/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-1866347079454447383</id><published>2009-08-14T23:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T01:31:16.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The past few days hasnt been great for me. Furthermore with the high fever for almost everyday, I feel totally useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why but as Im typing out this, Im having a very strong urge to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its hard. Its very hard to cope with my feelings. Im trying my very best to stay happy and be normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; Im lonely. Even though I know there are many around me, I feel as though Im alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you, Ive missed you like mad. Its been 5 days since we last saw each other. With the part-time work you are currently having plus your own full-time job, I can count the number of smses we make in a day and the amount of time we spend talking on the phone. I dont know how to describe how much I really miss you but I know nothing can make time pass faster than how it is now.&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to meet you though I know we can only be meeting next weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been crying myself to sleep lately. This is just very had for me to handle. Very2 hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-1866347079454447383?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/1866347079454447383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=1866347079454447383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1866347079454447383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1866347079454447383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/08/past-few-days-hasnt-been-great-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-8564479340595320620</id><published>2009-08-12T13:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T13:39:37.892+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01032-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01032-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01033-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01033-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01085-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01085-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01019-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01019-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01027-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01027-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01028-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01028-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01042-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01042-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01039-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01039-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01049-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01049-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01048-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01048-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01054-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01054-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01060-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01060-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01071-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01071-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01075-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01075-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01082-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01082-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01090-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01090-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01092-.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01092-.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are loads more pictures but I think it will be more than a hundred if I were to post all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, everything was fine and I didnt feel sick at all for those 2 days. I was feeling very energetic and there were no signs of me having fever at all. I even met Him on Sunday night till Monday morning and still, I wasnt feeling weak or sick. BUT on Mon noon when I woke up, I felt feverish and my temperature was high. I thought it will be ok soon but no, it got worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my sister decided to send me to the doctor and the nurse said my temperature was 39.8. They told me to put on my facemask and I had to sit seperately from the rest. After a few minutes, the doctor called me in and he checked my everything and told me it is 90% h1n1 and if I dun get well soon, they will have to send me to the ICU.  He gave me one very strong medicine called tamiflu which costs $50++ and he said if after 2 days of eating the medicine and Im still having fever, it is confirmed to be h1n1. So, today's already the 3rd day and Im still having high fever so yeah, Im having h1n1. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having 7 days of mc and Im not allowed to leave the house. The whole medicine cost was $89 and thanks to my sister who paid for me. I love u kakak. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I get well soon because It's really tiring laying on my bed not being able to move much cos Im too weak. Thanks for the many who smsed me encouraging and motivating me to stay strong even though Im really scared right now. My voice is hoarse and I cant even eat properly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, I need to sleep. My eyes are teary again now. I really hope I recover soon. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-8564479340595320620?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/8564479340595320620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=8564479340595320620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8564479340595320620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8564479340595320620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/08/there-are-loads-more-pictures-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-2030448432003236058</id><published>2009-08-06T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:39:30.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My sister is reaching Singapore in a few hours time and I cant wait to see her. Ive never missed her this much and I wonder why. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Ive been busy lately with minimal time to spend even with him cos I need to work extra hard to be able to pay my debts. Yes, I do have debts but they dont reach more than a hundred. Ive been earning very little lately, not even touching $250. And with my bills, ezlink and also senoman, Ive not been able to spend any exta money on anything for myself. Ive not shopped for more than 3 months and that's a miracle, well for me. Ive been wearing the same baju repeatedly because I simply dont have enough bajus now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I hear some people saying. "Alah, at least you get school pocket money kan..."&lt;br /&gt;Well, lemme tell you that I do not get any pocket money since I started working which was since 2006. Whatever I earn at work is whatever money I have for the month. Its VERY hard to cope sometimes but I guess Im considered luckier than some other less fortunate people out there. Orang kate, "bersusah2 dulu, senang2 kemudian." Kan kan kan? So, I shall be independent and not rely on others too much cos at least I know what hardships feels like. Tak macam some people... Tak bersyukur. Bahhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Im working later tonight and tomorrow night and attending my cousin's wedding on 8th and 9th Aug this weekend. Its been quite sometime since I met my cousins from my mom's side so Im sure there will be loads to share with one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana!!! Gua rindu sama lu lah beb. Tapi kan, aku rase we can only meet next weekends. Teros we go out and lepaskan rindu rabak2 kay honey bubble. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; to you, my mentel, I enjoyed yesterday's eating roti hotdog tepi fountain of wealth with you. Kikikiki. I cant wait to catch the fireworks with you! :DDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-2030448432003236058?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/2030448432003236058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=2030448432003236058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2030448432003236058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2030448432003236058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-sister-is-reaching-singapore-in-few.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-5174400054916743485</id><published>2009-08-02T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:00:22.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00921-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00921-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the ZOO! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00922-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00922-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just the 3 of us at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00928-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00928-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00947-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00947-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muke step sedih jer tu anak. kikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00953-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00953-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was dared to do that in front of the many who were standing getting in line to take photos with the monkey. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00955-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00955-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00958-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00958-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00962-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00962-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not that short. Its just that the pavement wasnt straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00960-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00960-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00963.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00963.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00965-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00965-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tengok ah si mentel nie pose macam maner. Kikiki. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00973-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00973-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00974-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00974-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ana, scary or whattttttt ur face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00976-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00976-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before proceeding for supper,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00982-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00982-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00981-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00981-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ina, Ana, Dayah, Ain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After supper, we went Sheesha-ing.&lt;br /&gt;This was when I saw Haikal, who works there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00983.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00984.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazly, Dayah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00986.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00986.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, everyone was shagged cos it was already 5am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00987.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00991-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00991-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00992.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00996.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain was already sleeping on the table,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he was sleeping while posing. Kikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the rest of us, me, Ana, Dayah and Fazly started our game and we were laughing out so loudly my jaw hurt. The game was very simple but humorous because everyone started talking crap. The most funniest moment was when Fazly became the Hantu Cine. Ana couldnt control her laughter cos she cant stop imagining Fazly really being one. Many things happened but I cant be bothered to share. Sorray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally made a move at about 6am to Marina Barrage,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC01005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC01005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where all of us fell asleep till 7.30am and was awaken by the strong wind and then he sent everyone to their respective homes. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, you for fetching all my friends from their homes, from their workplace, from school etc and to send them back home even though you were already so exhausted. Thank you, you for sending me home making sure Im safe. Thank you, you for bringing joy to my life every single day without fail. :)&lt;br /&gt;The whole night was fantabulous even though both of us were a bit upset about a few things regarding some people. Although not everything was according to what we planned, I really had fun with you and my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00952-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn11/ina_banana90/DSC00952-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, Im amazed at how patient you are with my VERY stubborn behaviour.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;Thank you BOY-FRIEND! :)))&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PS: Boy-friend and boyfriend are two different meanings. :)&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/2283510276586335298-5174400054916743485?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/5174400054916743485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=5174400054916743485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5174400054916743485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5174400054916743485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/08/on-way-to-zoo-just-3-of-us-at-first.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-7507332547967503476</id><published>2009-07-29T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:08:32.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363726475367955762" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm_Iz6SqPTI/AAAAAAAABeM/un6mp2BsOJU/s320/DSC00889.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A trip to Henderson waves was great partly because of the breeze and the many2 stars surrounding the moon. I especially love the view at night as it is lovely and I really enjoy going to places like this. Its very mind-relaxing &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;liddat&lt;/span&gt; you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363726478762690834" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm_I0G8ByRI/AAAAAAAABeU/S_5lH6tn2ZY/s320/DSC00893.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, I wouldn't mind coming everyday to calm myself down and take a break IF I have my own transport. Well, its not that &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; facing a lot of problems right now but I just like to sit down at a quiet place and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;distress&lt;/span&gt; myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm_I1DTaNQI/AAAAAAAABek/G145Gh0tmlQ/s1600-h/DSC00898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363726494966887682" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm_I1DTaNQI/AAAAAAAABek/G145Gh0tmlQ/s320/DSC00898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best part of coming to peaceful places like this, is when you are with that special someone. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm_I0pfn8hI/AAAAAAAABec/CIOUFclEkHE/s1600-h/DSC00895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363726488038797842" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm_I0pfn8hI/AAAAAAAABec/CIOUFclEkHE/s320/DSC00895.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As days goes by, the feeling just keeps on growing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;You cannot discover new oceans unless you have the courage to lose sight of the shore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-7507332547967503476?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/7507332547967503476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=7507332547967503476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7507332547967503476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7507332547967503476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/07/trip-to-henderson-waves-was-great.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm_Iz6SqPTI/AAAAAAAABeM/un6mp2BsOJU/s72-c/DSC00889.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-5777033664420350352</id><published>2009-07-27T15:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T17:18:31.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last Saturday, went to his house for a doa selamat. Ive met almost all of his relatives already and they were all very friendly though I think they can notice how 'stressed' I was cos I was very shy. I sat with his lil sister and cousins while he sat with the pakciks and the other boys BUT even as we were separated, we were still sms-ing each other. Org bacer doa selamat, kite bacer sms. Kikikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that his friends were at his void deck and they planned to go to Changi for dinner. So we just accompanied them and we just sat around at Changi after that while the boys talked about their riding and exploring stories. After that, met Ana and Dayah cos they BADLY wanted to meet me and so I brought along 2 of his friends since they also didnt have plans. Nak sangat aku datang kan, aku bawak rombongan 3 motor skali dtg. Kikikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We sat and talked till I got sleepy and slept for like 30 mins? Sorry eh people. Mate dah takleh angs seh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm1nPl17mLI/AAAAAAAABdk/LabRwhg0RgA/s1600-h/DSC00877.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On Sunday, he and his friends went to East Coast while I stayed home. I didnt want to follow as there were no girls but after that he sms-ed me saying that one of his friends brought the gf, he told me to shower and he fetched me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the boys pergi mandi and then tanam his adek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363055334912021138" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm1maZQx0pI/AAAAAAAABdM/l6mDpM8-3MQ/s320/DSC00870.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 230px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363055338319998322" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm1mal9TbXI/AAAAAAAABdU/yVxRe_X3ZKg/s320/DSC00872.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and caught teeny weeny crabs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363055348787148722" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm1mbM83d7I/AAAAAAAABdc/tEQA8mhaGhs/s320/DSC00882.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they flew a kite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 293px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363062619619756402" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm1tCa6ciXI/AAAAAAAABd8/zTwXj3UDTLY/s320/DSC00880.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;while I got bored and did this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 242px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363064370731167314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm1uoWT8LlI/AAAAAAAABeE/6yAxZwYQh_U/s320/DSC00881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and snapped his pictures. Kikikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 162px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363058047945794130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm1o4UGb4lI/AAAAAAAABd0/FONJNQ-Gx9E/s320/DSC00877.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 296px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363057193483491986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm1oGk-v2pI/AAAAAAAABds/wbYhKFEAcDQ/s320/DSC00876.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vain kan si mentel nie? I asked him to try out all the shades available there and he mati2 wanna pose like this. I dont know why but since this made him happy, I just continued snapping. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to Toa Payoh for a short while and proceeded home. My weekends were fun and I look forward to next weekend too. So many things are happening both Saturday and Sunday and I cant wait! :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So exciting one hor Ana. Kikikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm1mZlVrfPI/AAAAAAAABdE/gOmHx-Xa_T8/s1600-h/DSC00868.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 265px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363055320973933810" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm1mZlVrfPI/AAAAAAAABdE/gOmHx-Xa_T8/s320/DSC00868.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I enjoy everyday, every moment, every hour, every minute and every second when Im with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;PS: 999 call police ah. :DDDDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-5777033664420350352?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/5777033664420350352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=5777033664420350352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5777033664420350352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5777033664420350352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/07/last-saturday-went-to-his-house-for-doa.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sm1maZQx0pI/AAAAAAAABdM/l6mDpM8-3MQ/s72-c/DSC00870.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3441447895160908565</id><published>2009-07-25T13:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T13:49:38.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blogger is getting on my nerves. Cant upload any pictures and its getting suckier everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, I was bloghopping and I found something veryyy interesting at someone's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very long but Im gonna take out only the important parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;READ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Awful Truth About Guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'He's afraid to get hurt again' excuse. If he were in love with you, he wouldn't be able to help himself from getting involved in a romantic relationship regardless of his fear or past experience.If something is wrong in a relationship, there's a bright, mature idea: Talk about it. Don't let any man blame you for his infidelity. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets call &lt;b&gt;cheating&lt;/b&gt; what it is: a complete betrayal of trust.There is &lt;b&gt;no excuse&lt;/b&gt; for cheating. Let me say it again. There is no excuse for cheating. Now you say it. There is no excuse for cheating. &lt;b&gt;Cheating is cheating.&lt;/b&gt; It doesn't matter whom it was with or how many times it happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'But he misses me' excuse. &lt;b&gt;Don't be flattered that he misses you.&lt;/b&gt; He should miss you. You're deeply miserable. However, hes still the same person who just broke up with you and tore your heart apart. Remember, the only reason he can miss you is because hes choosing, every day, not to be with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FAVOURITE PART:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "But then he wants to get back together' excuse. This is what that guy is doing during your relationship recess: Hes sniffing around for something better, and when he doesn't find it, he &lt;b&gt;gets lonely and comes "home".&lt;/b&gt; Its not that hes so into you. Its that hes so not into being alone. &lt;b&gt;Deciding to get back together with someone is a complicated and difficult decision.&lt;/b&gt; Just remember that the person you are getting back together with is the same fool who, not long before, looked you in your beautiful face, took full stock of you and your qualities, and told you that he was no longer in need of your company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One simple rule, ladies: &lt;b&gt;Always be classy. Never be crazy.&lt;/b&gt; You cant talk your way out of a breakup. It is not up for discussion. A breakup is a definitive action, not a democratic one. There's a guy out there who's going to be really happy that you didn't get back together with your crappy ex-boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask yourself what you did wrong or how you could have done it differently. Don't waste your valuable heart and mind trying to figure out why he did what he did. Or thinking back on all the things he said, and wondering what was the truth and what was the lie. The only thing you need to know is that its really good news: &lt;b&gt;He's gone.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND, No matter how powerful and real your feelings may be for someone, if that person cannot fully and honestly return them and therefore actively love you back, &lt;b&gt;these feelings mean nothing.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Forget about him&lt;/b&gt; and his good qualities. Even forget about his bad ones. Forget about all his excuses and what he promises. Ask yourself one question only: &lt;b&gt;Is he making you happy?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 'He's really trying to be better' excuse. Try not to be three years into a relationship when it suddenly dawns of you that the guy you're with is a big, selfish jerk. Chances are, 'Jerk Boy' has been trying to show you who he is since day one. You already have one asshole. You don't need another.You are exceptional, but not the exception! Please remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that really made my day. I feel much better now. Though I broke up with Farhan since 23rd March 2009, I never felt good about it till I read this. Ohh and in case anyone here who doesnt know the real story about why we broke up, lemme tell you its his fault and I left him, not the other way round. I wont elaborate more on what happened because I dont find it necessary. He knows his HUGE mistakes. Lemme repeat, mistakes. Not A mistake but mistakeS. So there really isnt a need for to tell the whole world what happened. We are no longer talking nor smsing one another anymore and Im totally fine with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive moved on. Totally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;red&gt;PS: This has been my longest singlehood period. Since March till almost August? Im so proud of myself!&lt;/red&gt; :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-3441447895160908565?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3441447895160908565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3441447895160908565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3441447895160908565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3441447895160908565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/07/blogger-is-getting-on-my-nerves.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3975016488776351066</id><published>2009-07-22T12:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T13:30:37.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmaeWZt_uiI/AAAAAAAABc8/FnFYh3u16-s/s1600-h/DSC00340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361146514129271330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmaeWZt_uiI/AAAAAAAABc8/FnFYh3u16-s/s320/DSC00340.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive missed my sister, I dont know why. Its not as if she lives in the same house as me now but since she left for her holidays, I missed talking to her and sending her random smses every now and then. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I wanna remind you readers that this is my blog and I have a right to update anything I like. I wont stop you if you wanna say something on the tagboard cos you have your own rights too but just dont get on my nerves. There's a limit to everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hence, if you feel offended in anyway by my posts or by my tagboard, please, by all means, leave my blog. Do not ever come here and complain like a whimp. I'd rather you save your energy typing out my blog address and spend that time to do some self-reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its just annoying you know when you have some random strangers coming up to you to complain even though you know you didnt do anything wrong. JERK! Pffffttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont make me angry while Im fasting can? Thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Meeting him later. :)))))))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-3975016488776351066?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3975016488776351066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3975016488776351066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3975016488776351066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3975016488776351066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/07/ive-missed-my-sister-i-dont-know-why.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmaeWZt_uiI/AAAAAAAABc8/FnFYh3u16-s/s72-c/DSC00340.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-6136568574968129699</id><published>2009-07-20T00:09:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:16:00.481+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finally got my laptop back after 2 solid months of being away from it. I really missed my lappie so much and when I saw it, I screamed out loud. Yes, I actually screamed. I will take good care of you ok lappie, pls dont murder yourself again. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I've got photos from yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360204988183427122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmNGCYPzODI/AAAAAAAABb0/EvcFQw61uiE/s320/DSC00846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360204998439881906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmNGC-dITLI/AAAAAAAABb8/2dFlpoqXCB8/s320/DSC00848.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360208820319736274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmNJhcES0dI/AAAAAAAABc0/2iNt__Y4U_Y/s320/DSC00849.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many more hantarans but I didnt take pictures of them. I find the crab pastry thingy very cute! I feel very excited nowadays to see weddings and engagement ceremonies. Even though mine will not be anytime soon, I just enjoy attending weddings very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we met his friends for a karaoke session. As usual, I didnt sing cos I wasnt used to the surrounding. If I feel less shy, I might one day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360206602256034338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmNHgVIsqiI/AAAAAAAABcs/lR8QU00rnQo/s320/DSC00865.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360206592544927234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 259px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmNHfw9Y7gI/AAAAAAAABck/Mc6URb0hnf0/s320/DSC00854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There were a total of 10 people and I was shivering the entire time cos it was extremely cold and I dont understand how the rest managed to control their body temperature. So anyway, He has an amazing voice especially when he tekan minyak. Hehee. He sings all the tarik2 kind of songs and I had goosebumps whenever he sings the high notes. Even I cant reach those high notes cos I tend to cough halfway. Kikiki. Nak tengok muke die time die nyanyi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmNGDd6sqzI/AAAAAAAABcM/1aLztb65vzo/s1600-h/DSC00854.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360205471238228162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmNGefxCiMI/AAAAAAAABcc/VHGmB0H0j6c/s320/DSC00866.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Feeling nyer die nyanyi untuk aku. Kikikiki. He badly wanted me to duet with him but his offer was declined cos I was still shy. Sorry! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360205009268154562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmNGDmyyoMI/AAAAAAAABcU/ZKtQTgNBTbw/s320/DSC00864.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The one singing is his younger brother who looks almost like him. Only that his brother is a bit darker and a bit shorter and of cos, younger. I love this picture the most &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;cos looking at him smile makes me melt&lt;/span&gt;. Kikiki. Mentel or whattttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After they sang for I think 3 hours, we headed to Simpang to have dinner. I saw a school friend there and I noticed him staring at me and him but I ignored cos I cant be bothered.&lt;br /&gt;Why must you stare anyway? Staring from my toe to the tip of my tudong makes u happy? Ok, fine. Go ahead. Suit yourself. I dont lose anything anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok so after that, we met Dayah at a chalet at East Coast for a very short while before we spent time together, just the two of us.&lt;br /&gt;Did I already tell you that we keep on laughing and smiling whenever we meet? Without fail, he makes me laugh. There was once he even made my cry because I laughed too much. Ini case pasal slipper tercabut kat tengah2 hati dunia and I had to get off the bike to take his slipper for him while laughing madly in the middle of the road. I can never forget this incident ok, ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And, lemme introduce u to&lt;br /&gt;his 1st wife yang disayangi sangat2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmNGDIdZ58I/AAAAAAAABcE/QdDx5_KugiI/s1600-h/DSC00850.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360205001125390274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 253px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmNGDIdZ58I/AAAAAAAABcE/QdDx5_KugiI/s320/DSC00850.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many happy things occurred since the day I knew you and I look forward to meeting you every single time. Thank you for everything. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-6136568574968129699?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/6136568574968129699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=6136568574968129699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/6136568574968129699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/6136568574968129699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-finally-got-my-laptop-back-after-2.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SmNGCYPzODI/AAAAAAAABb0/EvcFQw61uiE/s72-c/DSC00846.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-1081000291508143655</id><published>2009-07-16T11:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T12:02:33.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sl6fBKsiD7I/AAAAAAAABbs/ppGqDaqZLzY/s1600-h/DSC00829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 318px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358895449017290674" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sl6fBKsiD7I/AAAAAAAABbs/ppGqDaqZLzY/s320/DSC00829.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, kental. I took a very unclear picture of this. This is pasted at the back of his bike and the sticker is actually cute but disturbing. Kesian aku kene maki everytime tengok motor dekni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, Ive not been able to get enough sleep lately and I end up sleeping in school for very long hours. I sleep longer than I stay awake while Im in my lab. When night arrives, my eyes just wont close. Bahhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have a wedding to attend this Saturday and Im still unsure on what to wear. HMPFFT. I need to wear something not skirty cos I dont want to raise up my skirt when Im on his bike. Anyway after the wedding we might be going out so I dont wanna look so formal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Someone once asked me, " How do u face Hari Raya this year? "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I told her, " Im not sure. I think Im gonna cry a lot. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im gonna cry for sure, about a lot of things which happened. Even though I cant wait for Raya to come as I love visiting my relatives and eat the many2 different kuihs and not forgetting, receive collections, (kikiki) I will be sad, mostly because of losing my loved ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I heard, Raya falls on 20th September 2009. That tells me a very nice date 20092009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: Ive been thinking a lot lately. Especially each time I stare at the moon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-1081000291508143655?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/1081000291508143655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=1081000291508143655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1081000291508143655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1081000291508143655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/07/ok-kental.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Sl6fBKsiD7I/AAAAAAAABbs/ppGqDaqZLzY/s72-c/DSC00829.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-8348017805422006445</id><published>2009-07-13T11:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T13:56:50.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VERY, VERY, VERY long post ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday after school, I met the girlfren. Initially, I had plans with another friend but because that friend buih akuuuuu, I stayed with the girlfren and Him the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what did we do the wholeeee day? We drank bubble tea, He ate McDonalds, I ate Cornetto and we played....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Slq1rVDYB3I/AAAAAAAABbk/XoyeTvboyyU/s1600-h/DSC00827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 270px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357794462700930930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Slq1rVDYB3I/AAAAAAAABbk/XoyeTvboyyU/s320/DSC00827.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yes! UNO! :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We played Stress, Snap, Bluff and Ana was the noisiest amongst us. She was very hyper and she screamed like nobody's business. I had to keep on reminding her that everyone's already asleep and her voice can wake the whole neighbourhood up. Kikiki. Ok, exaggeration. Sorry baby! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever there is a break in between the games or when me or Ana is shuffling the cards, He will take out his PSP and start playing his own game. Pantang ader free time, mesti nak amek kesempatan. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 133px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357778247430722178" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Slqm7edsUoI/AAAAAAAABbM/ziZMXR4J0dQ/s320/DSC00830.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So that was my Friday with the belos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, was a not so great day as my plans were ruined thanks to Dayah who buih-ed me for the second time! :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, before the whole messed up plan started, I made a surprise for Him. He had been saying He badly wants to eat pizza since last week so me being sucha sweet girl-fren, ordered pizza for him. :) I even got him a special request since he is 'allergic' to veggies. See, I told you Im nice. Kikiki. So when he came over to meet me and Dayah, I already had the pizzas ready but he didnt notice it cos I carried a Reebok plastic bag from Dayah's house to hide the pizzas. After a few minutes talking to one another, I took the pizza out and he was surprised!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then ape lagi, bedal ah. He ate a total of I think 5 or 6 pizzas. Makan banyak, tapi badan kecik. Tsk. -_-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haaa, then this was then the whole misery started. Dayah left after eating to meet Fazly and didnt come back. I cant be bothered to share what happened cos it was very annoying but what annoyed me the most was we waited for Dayah and Fazly to come but they didnt. Instead, they went to 'that' place and left us, waiting. #*$@#@^@#. Thanks eh. I was veryyyy pissed and she knew it. So, that was my angry Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, my sweet Sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I went to the airport with my family and relatives to send my sister and her husband. They are going to Manchester - London - Amsterdam - Paris - Manchester - Singapore. Shes arriving back in Spore on 060809. Thats like almost a month seh! So fun. Knapelah kakak aku banyak nah duit. Bahhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, Here's a story about a daughter who is 19 years old, and a dad who is 52 years old and a little kid who is 10. The daughter and dad was watching Animal Planet and the daughter went&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Ayah, tu ape binatang ah adek lupe name die."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"Eh kau nie, tu kan polar bear. Takkan tu pon tak tahu."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Eh ape pulak. Polar bear kan yang bear kene sejuk tu, colour putih tu.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"Abeh ni aper?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Ini kan koala......"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"Bukanlah! Koala yang pelok pokok."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Eh? Abeh nie aper seh??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then the 10 year old came over,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Diam, diam! Ini kan panda!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!!!! Bodoh pe aku. I dont know why I totally forgot that is called Panda. Ok, sorry terside track siket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, at the airport, my mum told me to call her 'Son' to meet me and my family. Saper lagi kalau bukan si ROCKAPAK tu. So he came in his police uniform to meet my family and he was super shy and he looked belo cos he was super segan and laughed most of the time. Kikiki. After that, he sent me to meet Him at the pickup point at t1. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So where did we go yesterday?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357778249177615842" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Slqm7k-LzeI/AAAAAAAABbU/rOnFKkvGtzI/s320/DSC00831.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yup2. We went to see the lion kencing. According to Rusdi, its lion muntah but I find it nicer to say lion kencing. So yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's another story which I badly need to share. We were drinking at Coffee Bean and I was sitting facing the lion kencing and I asked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Eh, kenape eh merlion kluarkan air dari mulot menjadi lambang spore? Y of all things, merlion yg kluarkan air?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"Itu namenyer creativity orang. Biarlah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"But y? Y merlion seh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Alah, abeh mcm statue of liberty tu, knape? Abeh yg macam kat &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Paris &lt;/span&gt;tu ade bridge. Yg &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;London&lt;/span&gt; bridge tu...."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then he looked at my face and I was already laughing like a mad dog. Muke confident habes seh ckp pat Paris ader LONDON bridge! Kikikikiki. Cute kan si mentel nie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357778260646535602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Slqm8PslobI/AAAAAAAABbc/nAPu3R-qIJY/s320/DSC00835.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sitting and he drew me something. That logo is our logo and will be pasted on our helmets very soon. :)) Cant wait cant wait! 999 call police ah. Kikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Im tired and hungry and Eefah has been calling me to go lunch with her now cos shes hungry. Before she turns into a bear, I better stop. Happy reading. And dont ever remind me of Panda the panda story cos its a sensitive issue. Embarrassing ok. K lah bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Slqm6tYnZaI/AAAAAAAABa8/NNq6XhwbWSA/s1600-h/DSC00826.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357778234256090530" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Slqm6tYnZaI/AAAAAAAABa8/NNq6XhwbWSA/s320/DSC00826.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are a very sweeettttt person, AA. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-8348017805422006445?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/8348017805422006445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=8348017805422006445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8348017805422006445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8348017805422006445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/07/very-very-very-long-post-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Slq1rVDYB3I/AAAAAAAABbk/XoyeTvboyyU/s72-c/DSC00827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-1003728276823818390</id><published>2009-07-08T10:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T14:52:52.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had diarrhea yesterday and I had to pay $32 for that. Oh My God. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Duit&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terkopak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;habes&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;punye&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday, I went out with him to town and then we ate at &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Nasi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ayam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Penyet&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ria&lt;/span&gt; in Lucky Plaza. It was nice and I especially LOVE the Blueberry I ordered. &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Powderful&lt;/span&gt;! I swear it doesn't taste like the normal Blueberry you normally drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went to my favourite place. It is none other than East Coast of course. We sat and talked and I stared at the moon. I so love the moon yesterday as it was round and pretty.&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours there, Ana called to say she has ended her tuition and we met her. See, I meet Ana most of my free time. Its like I have this magnet pulling me towards her and we just cant be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;separated&lt;/span&gt;. Kikiki. Sweet or whattt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, I will upload the $80 thingy per head. Here it is. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SlQF5e9536I/AAAAAAAABa0/xyFvNr6nXR8/s1600-h/DSC00825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355912341973753762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SlQF5e9536I/AAAAAAAABa0/xyFvNr6nXR8/s320/DSC00825.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its nothing sooo special but I feel honoured to have my own helmet now. He told me that no other person can put this on except me. Awww, sweet or what! Kikiki. The only person who tried my helmet on is Ana cos I wanted to see whether her head fits the size S which Im wearing. Other than that, its only my head in that helmet. :)&lt;br /&gt;Plus, there is my name on it. Well, actually its our name combined together. My sticker is on the left of my helmet and his is on the right of his own helmet. The helmet is still plain cos its not even a week old. Tengok lah tak lamer lagik nnti penuh. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SlQF46uzgaI/AAAAAAAABas/9i7EzL5X9lo/s1600-h/DSC00822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 241px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355912332246745506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SlQF46uzgaI/AAAAAAAABas/9i7EzL5X9lo/s320/DSC00822.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its obvious isnt it? Hahaa. Malas lah nak edit banyak2. Dah tahu, diam2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS: I cant wait. 999 call police ah. :D:D:D:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-1003728276823818390?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/1003728276823818390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=1003728276823818390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1003728276823818390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1003728276823818390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-had-diarrhea-yesterday-and-i-had-to.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SlQF5e9536I/AAAAAAAABa0/xyFvNr6nXR8/s72-c/DSC00825.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-2135175293812760240</id><published>2009-07-06T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T17:06:57.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I forgot to bring my camera to school so I cant upload pictures. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last Wednesday, I met An. I went to his house and I met Mirah. Mirah is super cute now with already so many teeth. She didnt want me at first but finally after a few minutes, she let me pick her up. She's taller now and chubbier since the last time I saw her.&lt;br /&gt;After that, me and An went to Vivo City and I received presents from him. And they are no cheap items I must say. After that watched a movie and then HE fetched me at Vivo to meet my friends.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Farhan for the wonderful day. I really enjoyed my day after so long of not meeting you. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Saturday, that $80 thingy per head has been bought by HIM, with our name on it. It smells new and it fits nicely on me. The picture will be uploaded when I bring my cable to school. The red font with green outline is perfect on a black background.&lt;br /&gt;Eefah, jgn lah marah. Nanti biler u dah beli, I promise u kite nye name pon ader k as planned before. :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Dian already is a kakak! Her newly born lil sister was born on 4th July and OMG, shes so cute, just like Dian. Her name is Farah Adrianna. Sedap kan? Shes so fair and Im jealous. I want a lil sister too! I know I will definitely be a very nice big sister. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that was the long story of what I think should be elaborated. Now will be the short description of how my other days were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;: Met An to Vivo then met HIM and Ana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Thursday&lt;/span&gt;: Met Sam, went to her house and then met Ana and then met HIM along with Sam. Oh and this was the day I got trapped in Sam's toilet. It is a bloody embarrassing story I refuse to share. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;: Met HIM and then Ana to just sit around play board games, gossip and laugh like mad till morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;: Went to East Shore to see Farah Adrianna and then met HIM and Sam and Fazly to watch movie, sit, eat, talk, laugh and sleep. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;: Celebrated my dad's bday and he received what he wanted. That $189 Montagut shirt and then met HIM and Ana at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you noticed, I meet Ana every single day last week. Sweet or whatttt. Haha. Dah macam mataer seh. Well, I realised I meet him everyday too and I think I should cut it down cos someday somehow, perasaan jelak might timbul u know. So before it happens, I have to do something and I will do something. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once Im ready to tell the whole world who HE is, I will. Be patient will you? Only a handful knows and I see positive signs from everyone. Ramai penyokong or what! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: 999 call police ah. Kikikikikiki! :D:D:D:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-2135175293812760240?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/2135175293812760240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=2135175293812760240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2135175293812760240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2135175293812760240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-forgot-to-bring-my-camera-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-1444498531114744700</id><published>2009-06-30T12:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T14:23:10.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352974951418115746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SkmWW2bXNqI/AAAAAAAABac/fVoQhROIjuk/s320/DSC00808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 9th anniversary to Fazly's cousin. Fazly is Daya's bf btw. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to work yesterday happily, with my fullest energy and with the thought that I will be earning some money for the night. BUT, I was already shivering so hard cos it was raining and already on the bike I was feeling dizzy. When I went up to level 4, I had to take my temperature. Mine was ok, it was 37.3. Soon after that, I felt weak and I went out to take my temperature again. This time, it was 37.9. I was told to sit outside the office and not to step a foot into the office. So I sat, waited for another 10 minutes to take my temperature again. BUT again, my temperature increased to 38.0 and I was told to go home straight after that. :( Soon after that, I tried to take my temperature again, hoping for it to drop but NO, it was 38.2. So I was shooed out and forced to go home. I felt so sad ok cos I had to go home alone plus I didnt earn any money. Boohooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im right now smsing him plus blogging plus playing restaurant city. Its so addictive. I play it all the time when Im in school. Every single day without fail, I will let my workers run my restaurant. I need to beat my sister's score cos shes way more advance than me. FYI, my restaurant has been designed by my mum. Cute kan my mum. She decorated for me and I think she spent more than $20,000 for my retaurant. However, my restaurant is still quite small cos Im only in stage 18. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, my dad's bday is on the 2nd of July and I dont know what on earth to get for him. The only thing he is eyeing for right now is another Montagut shirt which cost $189. I dont know how many pieces of Montagut he wants cos I think he already has more than 5. Macam org kaya lah bapak aku nie, pakai baju beratos2 dolar. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, its cold now, Im shivering now, Im sleepy now, and I will stop now. Off to sleep! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SkmWXfVW4nI/AAAAAAAABak/lZRarM6gxm4/s1600-h/DSC00819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352974962398782066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 241px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SkmWXfVW4nI/AAAAAAAABak/lZRarM6gxm4/s320/DSC00819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cute kan dier tido macam nie. :) ~HIM.&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/2283510276586335298-1444498531114744700?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/1444498531114744700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=1444498531114744700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1444498531114744700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1444498531114744700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-9th-anniversary-to-fazlys-cousin.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SkmWW2bXNqI/AAAAAAAABac/fVoQhROIjuk/s72-c/DSC00808.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-433604847235872711</id><published>2009-06-29T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T17:31:07.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pictures from Singapore Flyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352658981392563810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Skh2--W1PmI/AAAAAAAABaU/yil1yBW9cBM/s320/DSC00789.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352658975732009058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Skh2-pRQCGI/AAAAAAAABaM/pr6dR483lu8/s320/DSC00754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Skh2-GUIUrI/AAAAAAAABaE/j4iqatTUM4w/s1600-h/DSC00752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352658966348845746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Skh2-GUIUrI/AAAAAAAABaE/j4iqatTUM4w/s320/DSC00752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352658961856456194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Skh291lD5gI/AAAAAAAABZ8/c4MjP7VQOgg/s320/DSC00751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well, Ive got a hate tagger! Welcome to my blog honey. :) Dont think I dont know who you are babe. I will keep quiet for now cos I dont think there's a need for me to say anything much just yet. I have never said anything bad about u or think negatively of you. I find yourself very sweet and I thought you were someone fun to be with. I guess Im wrong cos you are NOT a nice person after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder why there's a need to call me a bitch when you dont even know me that well. Funny people. Tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I went to a friend's house on Friday to just watch movies and play card games. It was just the 4 of us and the owner of the house served us spaghetti. Yummayy! :) After that went home and slept till noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday, went East Coast to join Daya's bf's family's gathering. It was again the 4 of us and we sat at a further place away from the family. Faced the sea and my mind started wandering. Again, I started my hobby, which is day dreaming. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time passed extremely fast these few days for me and I kinda know why. With the presence of someone you really like, time flies without you knowing it. Unlike when you are with someone BORING, (like when I watched Monster VS Alien with that someone), time passed so slowly, I swear. Ana, I think you know who Im referring to. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, went to his house for his mum's birthday celebration. For the very first time, I met his family. I was VERYYYY shy and I smiled most of the time and didnt talk at all. The family is very friendly and I think I will see more of them in time to come. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, the seat has been reserved especially for me and all other girls have to go through me before being able to sit on that seat. And that $80 thingy per head will be bought, soon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oooohhh, I sense jealousy bebeh! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS Codeword:The ARMS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kikikikki. Saper2 tahu maksod code ini, angkat ketiak! :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-433604847235872711?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/433604847235872711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=433604847235872711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/433604847235872711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/433604847235872711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/pictures-from-singapore-flyer.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/Skh2--W1PmI/AAAAAAAABaU/yil1yBW9cBM/s72-c/DSC00789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-5977285726676475691</id><published>2009-06-22T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T14:40:00.674+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I became my sister's assistant mak andam yesterday and I got paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;Some photographers asked for my number but even before I could ans my sister would say " Haa ape nie ngorat2 my adek? " Hahaha. Terlepas peluang gue. Tapi takpe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the whole majlis, went home, changed to something less formal and met Dayah Sam. The day before I only slept for an hour so I was so sleepy I slept in her room for like half an hour before Ana came over. After Ana came, we ate Nasik Lemak and then I brought them to meet Amran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amran is Dayah's friend and well, he is my friend now. We sat at Kedai Kopi and then Dayah Sam wanted to go to the airport to buy some stuffs since she had Vouchers from her workplace. So Dayah and Ana took bus while me and Amran sat and talk first before we proceeded to Shell as he wanted to top up his petrol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After airport, met Safiq cos of something and Amran sent me. Talked to him along with Amran for a while and then I went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so tired and its only the first day of school. And Im so afraid of the increment of the H1N1 case. Im so shagged, so exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;What I need right now is...... Boyono.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-5977285726676475691?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/5977285726676475691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=5977285726676475691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5977285726676475691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5977285726676475691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-became-my-sisters-assistant-mak-andam.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-2091124278248579284</id><published>2009-06-21T02:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T02:31:31.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>On Friday, I didnt go to work cos I had to help out a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Ana and Ain and we went karaoke-ing! I sure had lotsa fun. We sang for three hours and berjiwang like no ones business. After that, we sat at MacDonalds at Tampines. Didnt buy anything though. After talking, me and Ana took 292 to her house to wait for my friend, Fandi. We waited for him quite long cos he got trouble trying to find Ana's house. I pitied him cos he isnt sure about Tampines as he lives in Jurong West.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so hoping he would bring his RXZ but no, he didnt. He brought his Kawasaki Ninja and lemme tell you, it wasnt easy to get up that bike ok. He told me I have to step on his footrest first and then my right leg to find my own footrest. I did the exact same thing but I think I kinda pushed him hard when I tried to get up. Hehe. After sitting, he told me to hug his tank but me being me, refused. I told him I didnt want to. But mak datok, after he moved off, I just had to hug his tank cos I leaned back too much. Tulah, orang kate taknak dgr. Plus he told me not to sit too far from him as he will lose his balance. BUT, me being me, dudok lah jaoh2. Kikiki. Lucky for me, nothing happened lah kan walaupon he kept telling me Im too far and he cant balance that well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Pasir Ris Park to talk. Tak abes2 talk jer eh semenjak due menjak nie? Anyway, we talked until it was already 4.30am and I told him to send me home cos he is working later at 7am. He said he wasnt sleepy but I was sleepy and Im the kind who loves sleeping on the road on a bike with the strong wind. Kikiki. So to play safe, I just needed to go home. He sent me to my doorstep and sayonara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im having fun. Are u? :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-2091124278248579284?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/2091124278248579284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=2091124278248579284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2091124278248579284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2091124278248579284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-friday-i-didnt-go-to-work-cos-i-had.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-2877125018919284764</id><published>2009-06-18T14:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:20:33.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im running low of pictures so my blog has been all about words lately. Firstly, its because Im using my bro's desktop so I dun wanna be uploading pictures in his comp. Secondly, I dont really have any new pictures to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday after work ended at 12am, met a friend. Took cab to east coast and then sat there, talked to her till 6 plus in the morning before taking cab home. I realised Ive been listening to so many of my friends' problems lately. So many things are happening in the month of June. It is indeed a stressful month for me. Fortunately, Im able to cope with everything. Even though I am struggling with my own life sometimes, I care for them as much as I care for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now, Im so worried about Rusdi. He has been vomitting and he is having fever AND the worse is, he wont be back till Saturday. I was super happy to know it is already Thursday and he will come back to Singapore tonight but when he informed me to say he has to stay till Saturday, I think I kinda cried. I have so many things to share with him, my god! :( I hope you get well soon friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday met my long lost friend, Nurhidayah Sa'ad. Its been months since I last saw her and it was fun meeting her though we didnt do anything much. So same thing, we talked about the many2 things we've missed. I think we should meet up more. Not like once in a year cos we've got so much to talk about lah dayah. We must meet up soon ok. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Before I end, I wanna ask. If you readers, have a friend, a guy friend, who told you he likes you and you are also beginning to like him, but then you discover that he is always out with another girl, contacting the other girl more than you, prioritise the girl and SLEEP with the girl in the same room in HER house till the next morning before he goes to work, WHAT WILL YOU DO?  He always tells you that he and the girl are nothing but only friends. He has no feelings for her. But when you wanna meet him, he rejects, he says he is busy. When you call, he rejects/ignores. But in the end you found out he was talking to HER and meeting HER instead of you. How will you react?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much of you loving me eh friend?&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god, whats wrong with people nowadays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just dont get you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-2877125018919284764?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/2877125018919284764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=2877125018919284764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2877125018919284764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2877125018919284764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/im-running-low-of-pictures-so-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-190126654042330984</id><published>2009-06-16T16:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T16:54:46.864+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>2days ago, work ended at 10pm but since I was bored and had nothing to do at home, met Shikin to just sit and talk. I listened to her problems one after another till I saw the time and it was already 2am. I told her I was tired and we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was listening to her problems, it reminded me of mine as well but I just tried to ignore my thoughts and focused on Shikin. Im lucky my problem is not as complicated as hers, well, mine is complicated but not as bad. I hope you are strong babe. Im here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss school so much cos I have nothing to do at home. Its either I go out or go to work. Other than that, I will be sleeping all the time. Ni lah perangai budak malas. Hehe. I feel worse after Rusdi left for Thailand. Even though its only a few days, I do miss talking to him every night on the phone. I hope he gets me things from Thailand. Kikiki. Alah, kate bestfren mah, mesti belikan barang! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to work in an hours time and maybe after that meeting a friend cos she's in trouble. I might be out till the next morning, depending on how strong my eyes are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and and, Im meeting a long lost friend tomorrow! Weee~ So fun. Wanna know who? Find out when I update again about our meeting. Its a girl btw. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I love my life more than anything else. Single life, is WOW, the best! Kikiki. Macam pernah dgr jer script. K lah dah lambat nak masok keje. Bye peeps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-190126654042330984?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/190126654042330984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=190126654042330984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/190126654042330984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/190126654042330984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/2days-ago-work-ended-at-10pm-but-since.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-8785182450993442705</id><published>2009-06-12T17:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T17:43:52.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didnt go to work yesterday. Visited the doctor instead and received so many medicine, which is already nothing new to me. I just had to get away from evrything that was haunting my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like what the doc once said, Im under a lot of pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Rusdi yesterday to talk. Cried my lungs out when I was with him. He talked to me slowly and seriously which made me think about how dumb my actions were nowadays. I couldnt stop my tears but since we both had no tissues, I had to stop crying. Hehe. Thanks Rusdi for always being there for me all the time. You have been a very nice friend, a friend who really listens and a friend who really cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, received a call from Aliff and we planned to meet. He reached tampines at 10.15pm and we didnt know where to go. He rode aimlessly, made jokes about other riders and their pillion and for that moment, I forgot all my worries. Finally, he stopped his bike and we were again, at lower peirce reservoir. The place where we met for the very first time after 2 years of going missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sat down at the very same bench and that was when the heart to heart talk started. Whatever he said made sense and I understood every bit of it. Finally, everything was out and Im glad that it's finally settled. But again, I cried in the middle of the dark night and I thought he wasnt able to see but I was wrong. He saw and he felt guilty. Sorry, but I just couldnt help it. Everything is in sucha mess and I just needed to cry it out. Thanks to you too for comforting me and sending me home every single time without fail even though we live so far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im glad I have great friends around. And to Ana too, for always being there to listen to my never ending problems. To Annisa who cares and always asking if Im alright. To Eefah who always wants to hear my every story and no matter how much I tried to hide things from her, she just knows when Im feeling down and in the end I will pour out to her. To Ily, who cares but has gone missing because of her busy airport life. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to those not mentioned, THANKS. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised my blog is getting boring and not lively as it used to be. But oh well, things are just not working out and I just have to bear with it. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-8785182450993442705?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/8785182450993442705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=8785182450993442705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8785182450993442705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8785182450993442705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/didnt-go-to-work-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-4550157865996027082</id><published>2009-06-11T13:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T14:45:45.419+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SjCee2qfF9I/AAAAAAAABZ0/k2Cq-vu7Z4k/s1600-h/DSC00690.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345947010595755986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SjCee2qfF9I/AAAAAAAABZ0/k2Cq-vu7Z4k/s320/DSC00690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only managed to upload this picture. Like WTH kan?? The rest are not allowed. Even facebook does not allow me to upload pictures. What is wrong with my bro's comp?? ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, met Ana and Ain and we went to our very own Singapore Flyer! It was exciting at first but boring later cos I actually expected more. Perhaps it will be nicer if the IR is ready. But I had fun indeed. After that, went to Town and sat at coffee bean with Ain and talked about things we've missed out on. Its been so long since I actually sat and talk to her. And and and, she helped me out with something. Thanks! At last ade bunyi eh Hp aku. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im happy for someone. You sounded very happy on the phone telling me about your life. Im sure you smile all the time now. Good for you. You are leading a happy life. I wont disturb you anymore cos I totally understand that you are in a relationship and Im a reasonable person. Congrats to u and ur new gf. So exciting one hor! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, to u, the friend of 2 years, you made me cry and you didnt even notice it? I was telling Ana, you are in my mind for like 95% of my time but yet, you dont seem to care. You dont even seem to show you are concern. What's this? Why? Why did you have to add on to my already sucky day yesterday? I broke down after trying so badly to control my feelings but yet, you hung up, and didnt even bother to call me back? I was already so down early in the morning after discovering the "new couple" and then later with you at night. Only Ana knows what Im going through. Its not easy for me, it is really very hard for me to endure this feeling. I might, once again, break down, and that will be the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But still, I miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I kept telling myself to think I hate you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;But what Rusdi said was very true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now I realise I was lying to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I denied the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;And now, I cant turn back time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;My life is so complicated. VERY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-4550157865996027082?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/4550157865996027082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=4550157865996027082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/4550157865996027082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/4550157865996027082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-only-managed-to-upload-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SjCee2qfF9I/AAAAAAAABZ0/k2Cq-vu7Z4k/s72-c/DSC00690.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-7077754369257117631</id><published>2009-06-09T14:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T14:38:53.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So i already sold my iphone and im using my new e71. Even though i do miss my iphone badly, im starting to love my e71.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N guess what? Im blogging using my phone! I didnt know i was able to till now. Selenge bacin nye aku. Kikiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so much to blog about but i cant upload any pictures so it'll be a bore. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, last sat, met ana, daya sam and aliff. Its sucha long story but to make it short, aliff is the sweetest guy on earth. He sacrificed so much for me on that day. He spent his whole night with me and sent me home at 4am even though he has to go to work at 6am. After what happened, i think he'll have a phobia going out with my frens. It's too long to be typed in my small phone so I might update when I get hold of someones laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday went to Sentosa with the other 7 and it was fun indeed. Sooo manyyy pictures taken and I will upload once Im free ok? It's tiring typing by phone. Argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss someone already. Gosh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-7077754369257117631?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/7077754369257117631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=7077754369257117631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7077754369257117631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7077754369257117631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-i-already-sold-my-iphone-and-im.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-7171047215807523959</id><published>2009-06-05T10:32:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T11:20:58.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ive been wanting to blog about this but I keep on forgetting all about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about my sister. As you know, she is now a professional Mak Andam with the certs and everything and she got 1st runner up for a make up-competition held by Putri Mas. I am so proud of my sister about so many2 things and this is one of her many2 achievements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the photos slowly and tell me what you think. Btw, none of them are my sister. All are cousins or models.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***b4***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiFAIUXcYI/AAAAAAAABZs/2dUh3Lr8J0o/s1600-h/nani+b4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343667195154493826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiFAIUXcYI/AAAAAAAABZs/2dUh3Lr8J0o/s320/nani+b4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***after***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiExj5fo5I/AAAAAAAABZk/bx3gMfKXpy4/s1600-h/nani+after.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343666944859939730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiExj5fo5I/AAAAAAAABZk/bx3gMfKXpy4/s320/nani+after.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***b4***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiExZYJV5I/AAAAAAAABZc/SergvGI5qRk/s1600-h/mahani+b4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343666942035711890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiExZYJV5I/AAAAAAAABZc/SergvGI5qRk/s320/mahani+b4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***after***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343666935363209986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiExAhTCwI/AAAAAAAABZU/nyH0Mhuw5yo/s320/mahani+after.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***b4***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiExGJYSvI/AAAAAAAABZM/8RbQtYKpbiA/s1600-h/kakak+b4.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343666936873503474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiExGJYSvI/AAAAAAAABZM/8RbQtYKpbiA/s320/kakak+b4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***after***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343666931088189874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiEwwmDabI/AAAAAAAABZE/-EnNd7afW2Q/s320/kakak+after.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***b4***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343666328127879442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiENqZHORI/AAAAAAAABY8/giahA4E2bTE/s320/kak+diana+b4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***after***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343666324625031762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiENdV-AlI/AAAAAAAABY0/2n5CGXRF4fs/s320/kak+diana+after.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of my favourite models. LOOK AT THIS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***b4***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343666317323328002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiENCJG2gI/AAAAAAAABYs/-B1Xmi7nZ54/s320/ezan+b4.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;***after***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343666316578728050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiEM_XlKHI/AAAAAAAABYk/r_zDUNeQSX4/s320/ezan+after.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&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;So anyone who wants to get married, you can call me or my sister and you will get many promotions and discounts by me! :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, so today is the last day before my two weeks term break starts so Im not going to be blogging till school reopens. Because my laptop is murdered, remember? And Ive yet to send it for repair. So dont miss me while Im gone. Im soooo sure many things will happen during term break. Stay tuned for more updates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know u love me. xoxo. Gossip girls. Huhuhuhuh. Ok sumpah aku bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and this is one of my sister's models. Jambuuu kapeeeee. Feewittttt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343666313705019618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiEM0qb2OI/AAAAAAAABYc/88SD62yydCw/s320/adek+after.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Im sad and Im gonna burst everything out now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;He used me FOR my MONEY. I spent on him more than a hundred on FOOD, DRINK and his bloody PETROL. Whenever we are out, I pay for everything. I am sincere about paying but I didnt know he was actually treating me as a rebound to forget his one year ago EX-GF and he lied about liking me until he confessed 2 days ago. I was already so hurt AND yesterday, I found out that he has been telling his friends Im a HYPOCRITE. He said aku nie pompan 2-faced. WTH did I do wrong to u? I spent my money on you, I did so many things for you in just a short period of time and this is what I get in return?? I checked his tagged account and I saw him asking his friends for awek2 cun yang baek2 punye and he wants 2 or 3 for himself. What a retarded JERK! So much of you saying you will prove me you are sincere about being with me. You have made me almost GIVE UP on guys and you have made me generalise that ALL GUYS are just about the SAME! Since you are sucha cheapo, you can keep my hp for your own use because you cant even afford to pay for a $1.20 can drink right?? I dont even wanna see your face to even take my hp back so aku halalkan makan minom kau ngan minyak motor kau. You are blacklisted from my life, Ijal. Goodbye asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Omg, I feel like crying. God, please make me strong.&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/2283510276586335298-7171047215807523959?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/7171047215807523959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=7171047215807523959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7171047215807523959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7171047215807523959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/ive-been-wanting-to-blog-about-this-but.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiiFAIUXcYI/AAAAAAAABZs/2dUh3Lr8J0o/s72-c/nani+b4.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-4635287541481246520</id><published>2009-06-04T12:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T13:35:48.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Ana yesterday and ate Nata Longan plus Hot Fudge Sundae. No pictures were taken cos we were both shagged. Ana just got back from her byk-abg-polisi workplace and I was from school. Im so jealous she got attached to a company like that. If only it was me, I swear my ke-mentel-an will be extreme. Kikiki. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, a confession was made by me to someone. Little did I know that I would get hurt by telling the truth. I received a msg which I least expected, from Him. I didnt think you would do such a thing to me. You have already hurt me badly and now this? What have I done to deserve this from you? Thanks to Ana and Rusdi who tried to cheer me up. But no matter what anyone tries to do to make me happy, I just cant seem to forget every word u said, every text you sent and everything u did. I am so disappointed in you. Please stop hurting me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Now I wonder... Why am I still looking forward for your every msgs and why do I still feel eager whenever my phone beeps and your name appears on my screen. Why do I keep thinking about you and why do I still miss you? After the gazillion things you've done to me, why am I still waiting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-4635287541481246520?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/4635287541481246520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=4635287541481246520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/4635287541481246520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/4635287541481246520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/met-ana-yesterday-and-ate-nata-longan.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-2054188888217889413</id><published>2009-06-03T10:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:09:34.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After school yesterday, met Ily and she came over to my house. I dont know why but she loves my room so much that she wants to exchange rooms. BELO! My mum, being sucha sweet mum, made iced milo for us. We didnt know where to go and the belo decided to visit the airport. *kening naik2*. The first thing that came to my mind was, Oohhh, can see many2 abang2 polisi. :) Ee, sungguh mentel kan. But Ily was also as excited as me, so I wasnt the only mentel one. And so we left at erm 8pm i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 27 and we went T3 to Mcdonalds where I had this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342924553012222978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiXhkqwBnAI/AAAAAAAABX8/-LA3i6HlLJg/s320/DSC00591.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedap ok. Jealous tak? If yes, please call 67773777 now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, while waiting for Ily to finish up her fries, I took a photo of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342924555309849650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiXhkzT0nDI/AAAAAAAABYE/_d2cXvx8WOc/s320/DSC00592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really2 love my iphone but Im planning to sell it due to some reasons which I dont wanna share. Oh, ignore the adidas spray behind. I dont remember how it got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, an idea of meeting Rusdi Bin Tari came to my mind. And so I called him and we planned to meet at T1. He, thought I was joking but after convincing that I was already on my way to the skytrain, he finally agreed. So, after months of not seeing him, I finally met him! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342924565597741122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 291px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiXhlZopYEI/AAAAAAAABYM/90AvSZztM-w/s320/DSC00595.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is in police serving his NS now working under airport. He looks taller now, or is it that Im shorter? Anyway, he just looks different and believe it or not, I missed him! Kikiki. We are very2 close with each other and I dont even wanna think of us being an EX-bf/gf. We talk on the phone everytime about anything in the world and we sms random things and chat about things which no one can ever think of. So that is Rusdi, my very bestfriend. Girls, anyone interested? He is single and available. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting him, I forced him to bring me to T3 because I wanted to see someone badly. He refused at first but after insisting that I needed to see that person, he brought me there. So we took the skytrain and then we took lift down to T1 pass office where I saw HIM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its none other than Isamuddin. Yep2. (Sharifah, i told u one of ur guess is correct). For the very first time of my life, I saw him. I was super shy and he just laughed at me for being tooo shy. I expected him to be shy too but I was wrong. He was friendly and asked me a lot of questions but I didnt look at him while answering. I looked at Rusdi all the way. Kikiki. Only Ily knows how malu I can get. The rest who dont know me that well, will think that Im a shameless person. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, Isa and Rusdi sent me and Ily to the bustop and Isa turned around and smiled at me before he left. Hehehe. Mentelllll nyer Linaaa....! Kiikiki. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so that was yesterday. I had fun. N Rusdi, we've met! After so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiXhl9ZG9QI/AAAAAAAABYU/F6SejSulYdE/s1600-h/DSC00596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342924575196247298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiXhl9ZG9QI/AAAAAAAABYU/F6SejSulYdE/s320/DSC00596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ijal was at T3 as well yesterday but I didnt get to see him. Oh wells, it's ok. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-2054188888217889413?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/2054188888217889413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=2054188888217889413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2054188888217889413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2054188888217889413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-school-yesterday-met-ily-and-she.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiXhkqwBnAI/AAAAAAAABX8/-LA3i6HlLJg/s72-c/DSC00591.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3685713003058898778</id><published>2009-06-02T15:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:57:46.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last Sunday, I attended a cousin's engagement ceremony. His name is Ruzaini and he is 23. He is my cousin from my dad's side but Ive never ever spoken to him. Im sucha friendly cousin. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well actually, it's not only him Ive never talked to. There are quite a few from my dad's side whom I dont even know their names. We meet only once a year and that is when Hari Raya comes so how do you expect me to recognise them? BUT, some of them are good-looking ok. If only they werent my cousins......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are pictures from the lady's house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342632550772111890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiTX_5o1-hI/AAAAAAAABXs/b8IcjavKSbk/s320/DSC00547.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342632544146448354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiTX_g9KX-I/AAAAAAAABXk/6xj2zCWh-zA/s320/DSC00545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiTYAAGG6XI/AAAAAAAABX0/Hx0hfWoHThs/s1600-h/DSC00555.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342632552505469298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiTYAAGG6XI/AAAAAAAABX0/Hx0hfWoHThs/s320/DSC00555.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the picture above are my aunts and little cousins from dad's side. Anddd, Ive never talked to any 3 of my cousins in the picture above. I dont even know their full names. But I do know my aunts names, of course. See, Im sucha nice and friendly daddy's-side-cousin. Kikikii. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss someone. This someone makes me smile all the time. It is none other than...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiTX_UlYFQI/AAAAAAAABXc/bEBPxZWyjX8/s1600-h/DSC00010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342632540825457922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 232px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiTX_UlYFQI/AAAAAAAABXc/bEBPxZWyjX8/s320/DSC00010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nur Amirah Atikah ( I forgot the spelling but I think it is correct. ) She is turning a year old this month but Ive not seen her for months. I didnt even get to see your cute little small teeth growing. Im sorry I never visit you anymore. Aunty G will always remember you ok Mirah. I love you. Even though me and your uncle are no longer together, you are still in my mind. Farhan, if you are reading this, kirim salam kat ur parents, and Mirah as well. Thanks. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;Gosh, that msg at 4.17am, made me cry. After what you've done, you are saying that you want me back? Prove me you will change, and I might consider. I cared for you so much but you have hurt me way too much. Change for the better, Ijal. Please.&lt;/span&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/2283510276586335298-3685713003058898778?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3685713003058898778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3685713003058898778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3685713003058898778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3685713003058898778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-sunday-i-attended-cousins.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiTX_5o1-hI/AAAAAAAABXs/b8IcjavKSbk/s72-c/DSC00547.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3934773887363360917</id><published>2009-06-01T09:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:25:50.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday met Ily and i ate Strawberry Sundae for the very first time. Ok, random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, supposed to go to work but my stomach hurts badly that I had to take mc. Met a friend after that and then went home.&lt;br /&gt;A whole lot of things occurred on Friday but I dont know whether or not I should blog about it cos it will bring HIS reputation down. If Im feeling evil, I might just as well tell the whole world about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG POST AHEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday planned to meet another friend at 6.30pm but he was 10 minutes late and it was raining. So we sat at the void deck and waited for the rain to stop. It was about a year ago since I last saw him and he lost weight plus he is dark now, after being in army. After the rain stopped, we planned to go Bugis. That was at 7pm. And me being me, gave him a lecture about not riding faster than 100km/hr and not selit-ing no matter how jam packed the road condition will be. After 10 minutes of lecturing, I put on my helmet and we moved off. BUT, it started raining cats and dogs. It was so heavy that we only moved 3 blocks away and had to stop because I was shivering like mad. I laughed and laughed because I knew it was my fault for delaying. Finally at 8.10pm, the rain decided to stop and we made a move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Bugis and looked around for only like 30 minutes and we left. After Bugis, we went to lower peirce reservoir at thomson road. The place was so dark even though it was only at 10pm. There were quite a number of people there and we sat on a bench. We talked about LOADS of things, since the last time we met was in 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342173737682770642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiM2tdsAmtI/AAAAAAAABXE/6H1In4-gnp4/s320/DSC00571.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of the many2 pictures we tried taking. It was so dark that nothing could be seen from my camera. After figuring out how to adjust the lighting, this shot was the nicest shot made by me. :) The place was lovely, only that it was very cold. And yes, it was my very first time being there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, he brought me to Mandai where we continued sitting and talked until one point which I needed to pee. We headed to a coffee shop nearby and oooo, I felt better. Kikiki. After that, he brought me to labrador park. Ive been there once before with my parents but that was years back and the place is different now. We thought of sitting there but the place was full so I complained that I was hungry and off we went to Bukit Timah to eat. (where passerby saw me and I dont know who you are) The food plus my longan was supermanly powderful. Oolala~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to Jurong Hill where I took a nap because my eyes were so heavy that even matchsticks dont work if I were to try to open my eyes. I slept for like 30 minutes and left him sitting alone. Kesian die! :) I wasnt the one riding but I was the sleepy one. Sungguh burok perangai akuu. After that met his friend for a while at Jurong West and YAHHH, I slept again while he chit chatted with his friend. Sorry lah, mate takleh angkat ah seh. I didnt want to sleep but after resting my head on the table, I was gone. Kikiki. He woke me up and told me it was already 4.30am. That means, I slept for another 20 minutes! Horrrribleee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put on my helmet, and off we went. My teeth were chattering non stop because it was freaking cold. And I think I slept while he was riding cos he suddenly took my hand and told me to hold on cos I was leaning back too much and I could fall down. Hehe. He didnt listen to my rules during lecture cos he rode at 120km/hr but I didnt mind cos in my mind was only my bed. I was too tired to care. Also, it didnt feel fast, unlike Ijal's ride. Ijal has an RXZ and at 100km/hr, I felt like dying but it was a very smooth journey with a KR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at 5am and then snored all the way till 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Aliff for bringing me to places Ive never been to before. The whole night was fun, I swear. It had been so long since we last, &lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;broke up&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;met. Will see more of u soon. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;PS: Aliff's bike's pic has been removed due to some reasons. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-3934773887363360917?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3934773887363360917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3934773887363360917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3934773887363360917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3934773887363360917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/06/friday-met-ily-and-i-ate-strawberry.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SiM2tdsAmtI/AAAAAAAABXE/6H1In4-gnp4/s72-c/DSC00571.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-2762418810954299968</id><published>2009-05-26T13:54:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T13:57:41.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Met Ijal last Saturday and we went to Tanjung Rhu to have a chat. We talked and then finally he told me he wanted to take photos of ourselves. Me being me, agreed. :) I look super dark because the night was dark and I didnt see the moon. :( I so wasnt prepared in most pictures because self timer is not helping me at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my 3rd time going there but my first to go with a friend. The other 2 times was with my family. If only I have my red volkswagen, I think I would sit there everyday to enjoy the breeze and wonderful atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340007275692467170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/ShuEUx2mo-I/AAAAAAAABWs/PA5HFyOKWes/s320/DSC00537.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sitting there, we headed off to meet his friends where he played computer games (L4D) and I was laughing all the time because Farid was super funny. He was afraid of blood and when 'tank' appears on the screen, he will scream and lean on his chair to avoid the blood that will gush out from 'tank'. I laughed like crazy and even took a video of him. I might be posting it up, after asking for permission, of course.&lt;br /&gt;Had truckloads of fun that whole night. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/ShuEVK1duXI/AAAAAAAABW0/VdTNqnmr4hg/s1600-h/DSC00543.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340007282398574962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 297px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/ShuEVK1duXI/AAAAAAAABW0/VdTNqnmr4hg/s320/DSC00543.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday after going to my cousins engagement ceremony, Ijal fetched me and we went to Henderson waves. It was for the very first time, that I stepped into that place. It was lovely, especially since we went at night. The wind and the scenery, but of course especially since I was with Ijal, everything was perfect. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After sleeping for 2 hours there, he finally woke up and we went to KTM for dinner. After that home sweet home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you Mohd Shyarurezal for being sucha sweet FRIEND. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;Sorry for hurting you. I didnt mean to. Im not prepared.&lt;/span&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/2283510276586335298-2762418810954299968?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/2762418810954299968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=2762418810954299968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2762418810954299968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2762418810954299968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/05/met-ijal-last-saturday-and-we-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/ShuEUx2mo-I/AAAAAAAABWs/PA5HFyOKWes/s72-c/DSC00537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-7812322840743414064</id><published>2009-05-22T14:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T15:53:55.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is like an onion: You peel it off one layer at a time, and sometimes you weep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eefah and I got caught for sleeping in the lab and luckily, it was by Augustine. He is very understanding and he doesnt actually mind. On top of that, Rizal got caught for wearing slipper. What a day to start off with! Pffft~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My throat is killing me and I feel like taking my tonsils out with my bare hands. It hurts so much that even constipating feels way better. Im feeling happy but yet sad because mood swings are making me be an arse sometimes. I can be happy and smiling at 5.05pm and then weep and be moody at 5.06pm. That's how bad my mood is swinging nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got no plans for the weekends yet even though a number has asked me out. It will depend on my mood and whoever who is lucky, you get to meet me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is HIM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/ShZL-J1zcVI/AAAAAAAABWc/4X4pMhjEOos/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338537939459862866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 184px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/ShZL-J1zcVI/AAAAAAAABWc/4X4pMhjEOos/s320/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You make my life a sweet one for the past few days. You never fail to put a smile on my face whenever we meet. No matter how late you can be some times, looking at you with that smile, oooh, it just makes me forget how mad I was while waiting for you. We will try our best to make it through. Whatever that has happened was the past, so, lets make the future happen, together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: life goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-7812322840743414064?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/7812322840743414064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=7812322840743414064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7812322840743414064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7812322840743414064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/05/life-is-like-onion-you-peel-it-off-one.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/ShZL-J1zcVI/AAAAAAAABWc/4X4pMhjEOos/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-1111433397032267767</id><published>2009-05-20T16:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T17:19:43.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didnt go to work on Monday because I wasnt in the correct mood and position to be working. I took MC and the bill was $30 just for 3 tablets. Only 3 tablets! Bahhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, went to An's house to visit his sick mum. I dont know why but it felt odd being there in the house after so long of not going there. It was like as if I was new to everyone, I was like.. A stranger? After 45 mins in the house, Ijal was already at the carpark waiting for me and so I left. It felt very weird, all eyes were on me. Their expressions when they saw me putting on my helmet, sitting at the back of another guy's bike. I was very nervous, so many things were on my mind, especially about what his parents were thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ijal and me sat near bedok interchange and we talked about stuffs. I was close to tears when we talked because.. Well, I dont feel like mentioning it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went out with Ily and after she left, I met Ijal again for another karaoke session, which again of course, I didnt sing. They had their supper at Geylang while I had my green tea and 3 motors sent me home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 20th and Ive been moody since morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Is this the kind of life I want? Is this really what I want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-1111433397032267767?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/1111433397032267767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=1111433397032267767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1111433397032267767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1111433397032267767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/05/didnt-go-to-work-on-monday-because-i.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-4224302440869006092</id><published>2009-05-18T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T11:51:08.199+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My weekends were great, what about yours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, met Ana cos she wanted to pass me cupcakes which she baked for me the night before. AWWW, you are so sweeeeet! Syg kau many2. Sedap seh, whoever who wants to order, call her now! :)&lt;br /&gt;BUT, she was late for 49 minutes. And she had to leave early cos she's meeting her friend. However, I managed to force her to stay with me till Ijal came.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, Ijal was late for 42 minutes. &lt;br /&gt;Dua2 cekik darah, lambat betol! }=[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So met Ijal, we went to Marina to meet his friends. I swear there were loads of M&amp;Ms at Marina, more than I can ever imagine because there was Motocross on that day. I was feeling superrrrr uncomfortable after seeing his many2 friends but luckily, all were friendly. I talked to Warra, his friend's gf, about many2 things, dah macam kenal lama like that. After seating there for hours, we finally moved off from there. Went home straight after that coz I was sleepy. I had fun that Saturday although I was quiet most of the time because I still was VERY shy. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sun, wanted to meet Ily, and then later meet Ijal. But since he wanted to bring Ily along with me and his other friends, Ily tagged along. Went karaoke-ing but Ily and me did not sing at all. They begged us to but we declined because we were VERY shy. After 2 hours of the singing session, Ijal and his friend sent me &amp; Ily to Tampines because I didnt want to go home just yet and wanted to talk to Ily about some stuffs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though the meeting was so short, I had fun. Ijal has an amazing voice too, which i really didnt expect. Some songs made me 'jiwang' a bit cos I received a msg from "someone".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday to henderson waves. And Ily, I will bring a camera to show u pictures of the place, but NOT us ok? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Ijal for making me smile all the time, but Im just not ready yet. Give me time, and I'll get over 'that' soon. Im sure its gonna take a longgggg time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-4224302440869006092?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/4224302440869006092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=4224302440869006092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/4224302440869006092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/4224302440869006092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-weekends-were-great-what-about-yours.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-8238433725455909543</id><published>2009-05-14T15:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:15:53.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I changed my blogskin because I got bored of the previous one. However, Im not really happy with this one too, I aint sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And due to my kekentalan, I deleted all tags from my friends. AAnd they were great tags to be read. ARGH. People2 yang faham, pls tag AGAIN! :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I met Ijal again somewhere near my house for a short while. Talked to him about things, he told me about his past. I pity him, but I cannot do anything at all for now. What I can do is just advise him and it depends whether he actually chooses to listen or not coz I definitely cant force him. Oh and btw, he has a cool name. Muhammad Shyarurezal but he prefers people calling him Ijal. I might be meeting him this weekend after meeting Ana. MIGHT aje okay. Depends on my mood. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im trying so hard to forget you and I hope I am able to do it fast. Even though it is not easy, I will, since you actually wana change your hp number in order for us not to contact. Im fine with it, no worries. I can still remember you saying "Yah, I will have fun...Dont worry." when we talked for the very last time on the phone yesterday. You will have fun without me right? Ok, by all means. I too, will have loads of fun with my friends. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-8238433725455909543?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/8238433725455909543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=8238433725455909543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8238433725455909543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8238433725455909543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-changed-my-blogskin-because-i-got.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3679337603924300797</id><published>2009-05-13T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T11:03:27.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I met a guy friend in school for tea break and to my very surprise, I got boyono! (To those who dont understand, then keep quiet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so nice of you. All he wanted to do was cheer me up cos I was down for some reasons. And he did a great job by making me forget the worries I was facing. Thank you friend! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school yesterday, met Ily. Planned to just sit at coffeebean but ended up watching Wolverine. It was a great movie but the effects were kinda fake though. The three of us were shivering in the cinema and right after the movie, me and Ily rushed to the toilet. Wait, did I just say the THREE of us?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. So here comes the story. After meeting Ily, met a friend, Rezal, cos he wanted to meet me so badly and luckily Ily was there so I dont really mind. And so we met. Thats when the chilling out session at coffeebean plan was changed. :)&lt;br /&gt;A friendly person you are but only that there are certain features which Im not very fond of. Well, I might change your style one day. Ily will be happier and wont be too intimidated then kan kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls, i mean everyone lah kan, who is reading this, its not wrong to make friends kan? So dont gossip among yourself and think of me as watever you might think of. Dont know the story well, ask me first before judging. Ily and Ana and Eefah can explain to you the wholeeee storyy for me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, take care. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-3679337603924300797?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3679337603924300797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3679337603924300797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3679337603924300797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3679337603924300797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-i-met-guy-friend-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-6508082005758934091</id><published>2009-05-12T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T15:12:57.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ive a 'packed' life too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day met a guy friend in school for tea break for just a shorttt while. Only like 30 minutes? Then after that went back in class. I know, random post kan? But whatever, I just feel like telling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on another day met that e63 red hot wannabe girl just because I was craving for Orange julius with banana and ceaser salad with chicken topping at coffee bean. So, we went to Orchard to get my cravings solved. =)We talked about things, things which not many people know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the next few days, met her again and we had a drink at McDonalds at Tampines and shortly after that met Udin for a veryy fun game of scrabble and uno. =) I laughed so much, after so long of not laughing merrily. (Ok, I dont know what crap Im trying to explain) Went home at 2am and slept till I dont know what time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days after that met her again and tried to shop for mother's day but failed to buy anything cos everything was such a bore. Its been like 3 days in a week I met u babe. And I want us to do this often cos it makes me feel a lott better. Thank you to you for making my life a better one after the shits Ive been through. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's really something bothering me, bothering me so much that I see myself staring into space everytime Im alone. U might see me happy all the time, but no, I am not. Ive got problems, especially this one, which is affecting me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope u are happy with ur life now, coz u too, have a 'packed' life right? May you find happiness with your friends. Sarcasm and being egoistic doesnt help make things any better sweety, it makes everything worst. You want to be informed everytime but Im never told of any of your whereabouts? Not that I really care though cos well, u have your own life. Haa~ If you read this, I think you should stop coming to my blog cos i honestly think there's no need for you to keep yourself updated about me. Im no one important after all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, Take care people. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-6508082005758934091?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/6508082005758934091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=6508082005758934091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/6508082005758934091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/6508082005758934091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-packed-life-too.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-8935015672281479905</id><published>2009-04-24T16:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T16:37:51.394+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328168690431111810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SfF1MbCBMoI/AAAAAAAABVg/QreSQXfR0Ns/s320/DSC00506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other day, we went bowling together! Well, it was on the 18th March but so what, at least Im updating arent I?&lt;br /&gt;I had so much fun, and I really think we cousins should hang out often. Its just different with friends and family. After that, we ate at Mcdonalds and then went home cos Fifi and Fais needs to be home by 9pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as for my Birthday celebration, on 29th March, my family brought me out for Dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SfF2gf_ueMI/AAAAAAAABWI/eeNVEADg50Q/s1600-h/DSC00529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328170134872684738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SfF2gf_ueMI/AAAAAAAABWI/eeNVEADg50Q/s320/DSC00529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SfF2ftKYYZI/AAAAAAAABV4/1oUYJFBtZgo/s1600-h/DSC00528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328170121227166098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SfF2ftKYYZI/AAAAAAAABV4/1oUYJFBtZgo/s320/DSC00528.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328170115596966530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SfF2fYMCWoI/AAAAAAAABVw/llo7tbKHljM/s320/DSC00524.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SfF2fFA1mCI/AAAAAAAABVo/1QClF7d4L84/s1600-h/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328170110449719330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SfF2fFA1mCI/AAAAAAAABVo/1QClF7d4L84/s320/DSC00523.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328170125364623250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SfF2f8k095I/AAAAAAAABWA/rivKy1qE3dc/s320/DSC00531.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Even though I didnt receive any presents, I loved everything. I love my family more than anything else in the world. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, to those who wants to know what happened between me and An, I wont share it. I dont like to share my personal life with some random people who might think differently from the truth. Whatever An did, was wrong but Ive forgiven him so no point talking about it all day long. Dont even dare jump into conclusions unless you hear it from my own mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how happy I may seem, I just cant forget the whole drama.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Take care people. Bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-8935015672281479905?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/8935015672281479905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=8935015672281479905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8935015672281479905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8935015672281479905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/04/other-day-we-went-bowling-together-well.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SfF1MbCBMoI/AAAAAAAABVg/QreSQXfR0Ns/s72-c/DSC00506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-1465104184779709664</id><published>2009-04-23T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T15:43:03.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am again, in my lab, super bored because I cant log in to Facebook which I still dont know whyyy. I feel like cryinggg! At least I can do stupid quizzes on FB. I miss FB!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eefah's sleeping, Rizal's chatting nonsense with me now and Im blogging. Sungguh takder life! If only I can watch gossip girls.... BUT, flash player is not installed. WTH right? I can only watch youtube, which is already sooo boring. I told Rizal that I am so bored I can actually cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one to sms, no game to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be working today, and tomorrow, and Saturday, and Sunday. Tsk, I'll be dying of boredom. Even now as Im typing, Im super bored and yawning. There will be a fire drill at 4.30 and Im bored. Ok, take care, bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-1465104184779709664?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/1465104184779709664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=1465104184779709664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1465104184779709664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1465104184779709664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-again-in-my-lab-super-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-77414172773890797</id><published>2009-04-22T14:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T15:17:00.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People have been pestering me to update. Seriously, I hate to update when I dont have pictures to post. Its very boring to see only words in my blog. I really, really hate it when its only words. BAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Im right now in my lab, doing quizzes in facebook, chatting on msn and blogging. I've got things to do for my research but Ive not started. Im so in the holiday mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Ive got something to share. Its not something to boast about, but I broke up with Farhan, erm, about a month already due to many2 reasons. The reasons are those I cant share it with anyone except myself. It hurts to the core but now we are friends, Im indeed happy. I like things the way it is now, well, maybe because you've realised your huge mistake. I am still your friend, but never will I ever forget what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I think about what happened, tears keep wanting to flow, but nothing can turn back time now. It's just over. I loved and cared for you so much but Im sorry. Goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-77414172773890797?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/77414172773890797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=77414172773890797' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/77414172773890797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/77414172773890797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/04/people-have-been-pestering-me-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-7711874164925842614</id><published>2009-04-21T13:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:51:19.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like what Annisa said, Im sure gonna blog practically every single day cos Im bored at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine, 9am to 5.30pm every single day in lab and doing nothing? Ok, well, doing my Major Project but stilll. I know my blog is dying already but my laptop was murdered so there is nothing I can do right now until my pay comes in. I miss working for F1. Im only working weekends for F1 now since school's open. &lt;em&gt;So many stories, so many secrets......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm, ok then. Will update tomorrow, for sure. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-7711874164925842614?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/7711874164925842614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=7711874164925842614' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7711874164925842614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7711874164925842614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/04/like-what-annisa-said-im-sure-gonna.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-4080665086492266107</id><published>2009-04-04T18:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T18:03:33.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont have a laptop right now as it died 2 weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im using the computer at work illegally so, goodbye. Will update as soon as my laptop recovers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-4080665086492266107?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/4080665086492266107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=4080665086492266107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/4080665086492266107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/4080665086492266107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-have-laptop-right-now-as-it-died.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3281546229199093255</id><published>2009-02-27T14:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T14:58:19.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My exams are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, like finally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Updates soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 out of 5 papers were shitty. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im gonna scream out loud if I fail any.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-3281546229199093255?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3281546229199093255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3281546229199093255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3281546229199093255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3281546229199093255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-exams-are-over-like-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-5873180008960092924</id><published>2009-02-12T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T23:37:29.136+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I will not be updating anything at all till my last paper which is on the 27th February.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Im serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All projects completed, but the most important thing is, I cant believe we did very well for our Organisational Communication. Distinction baybeh! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;All the best for myself and the rest who are also having exams right now. See you next2 week people.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;BYE!!&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/2283510276586335298-5873180008960092924?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/5873180008960092924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=5873180008960092924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5873180008960092924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5873180008960092924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-not-be-updating-anything-at-all.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3593165373378042197</id><published>2009-02-11T22:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T22:28:43.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SZLe0tSdK1I/AAAAAAAABUc/Wvkv_PCC8Ps/s1600-h/Salv-Ferragamo-Incanto-Charms-74290.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301544708460063570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SZLe0tSdK1I/AAAAAAAABUc/Wvkv_PCC8Ps/s320/Salv-Ferragamo-Incanto-Charms-74290.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want this so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;There was a 50% discount in one of the shop i went with An just now. It was a whole bloody 50% discount for the biggest one. YES, only $65.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;OMG. I sprayed the tester on myself like 4-5 times and the smell is still on my tudong right now. I stopped myself from grabbing it and putting it on the cashier counter because Im sucha good girl now. If I was me 4 months ago before enrolling for my car license, I would have bought it without second thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But Im still so sad I havent got it, since last year. Nehmind ah, after getting my license, InsyaAllah, I will buy two bottles ok. :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-3593165373378042197?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3593165373378042197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3593165373378042197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3593165373378042197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3593165373378042197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-want-this-so-badly.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SZLe0tSdK1I/AAAAAAAABUc/Wvkv_PCC8Ps/s72-c/Salv-Ferragamo-Incanto-Charms-74290.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-954141101821675351</id><published>2009-02-08T22:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-08T23:41:54.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;SELAMAT PENGANTIN BARU KEPADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300447371513193714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SY74zSmyZPI/AAAAAAAABTk/JAdkmEkWuoY/s320/DSC00386+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The whole thing was at&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300447439421665922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SY743PlbcoI/AAAAAAAABT8/xuwfr5pbMDk/s320/DSC00418+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where their cutely dressed car was parked&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300447419037361906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SY742DpbpvI/AAAAAAAABTs/uFQCeXSZJSg/s320/DSC00388+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and their beatiful pelamin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300448078860933330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SY75cdroWNI/AAAAAAAABUM/a6xC97uVvG0/s320/DSC00385+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;where they posed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300447458842227650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SY744X7ps8I/AAAAAAAABUE/W9cQoS1qyoY/s320/DSC00452+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and their wedding cake which is super cantik&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SY75cpaDkWI/AAAAAAAABUU/1quXmWZ8HR0/s1600-h/DSC00469+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300448082008445282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 247px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SY75cpaDkWI/AAAAAAAABUU/1quXmWZ8HR0/s320/DSC00469+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and the many2 pictures were taken by us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300447426825856882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 257px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SY742gqWp3I/AAAAAAAABT0/6echZEvLABs/s320/DSC00395+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are loads more to upload but I really dont have time to upload everything and update it now. Im supposed to be studying ok, but I didnt feel like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will upload the many2 pretty pictures taken very soon. Erm, after my exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I felt so happy seeing them happily getting married. I am happy whenever I go to nice weddings, I dont know why. It's s exciting seeing people get married even though I myself am definitely not ready to get married, well, not until like in 5 years time at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive got plans on what wedding car I want. And Im gonna make it come true. All of you should know by now which car I badly want to be in and you people should know which car I go crazy over. So yah, that's gonna be my wedding car. I dont care. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love u Farhan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-954141101821675351?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/954141101821675351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=954141101821675351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/954141101821675351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/954141101821675351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/02/selamat-pengantin-baru-kepada-whole.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SY74zSmyZPI/AAAAAAAABTk/JAdkmEkWuoY/s72-c/DSC00386+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-6418450707773546692</id><published>2009-02-04T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T23:29:28.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I will not be updating unless Ive got very important things to let out, especially when I dont feel like talking, but typing. Dont get it? Fine. Re-read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad that my sociology presentation was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. I shivered before presenting just now, I almost cried when doing the project last week and I almost gave up on it a few days back just because of rakan-rakan sekumpulan aku. Tak boleh harap ok. Ily, was the one who motivated me all the time. I must admit, Ily motivated me a lot more than An, for sociology. Thank you girlfriend. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, these are the projects Im left with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1) Project Management&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;2) Building Management System&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;3) Micro-controller Technology&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4) Organisational Communication&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 4! Wait, Ive got 4 more??? That's a lot! I told you this sem sucks right? It does, it really does. I am having my sociology exam this Saturday and after that, goodbye socio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 more days to my first paper. And Ive not studied! I gotta go now. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Dont expect any updates anymore till end of Feb&lt;/span&gt;. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-6418450707773546692?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/6418450707773546692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=6418450707773546692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/6418450707773546692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/6418450707773546692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-will-not-be-updating-unless-ive-got.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-8393935033407829589</id><published>2009-01-31T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:44:29.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The other day, while I was busy at the bbq pit with An and his Cisco friends, my family, a whole lot of 47 people, went to Sakura International Buffet at Downtown East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, of course, I wouldnt want to miss An's bbq pit plus my family gathering, I went to both. From East Coast, I took taxi all the way to Downtown. We booked 47 seats and yes, Sakura was extremely full. There was a long queue outside and I was stopped from entering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Excuse me miss, you cant enter. Our place is full and you've got to queue like the rest."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"No, Ive told u many times Im under Yati's name. She has made reservations way earlier than these people."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"No, we dont have a record of Yati, the one you mentioned."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"HELLO?? Do you see that lady there? That's Yati and she's my AUNT!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"There is no proof, Im sorry, but you've gotta wait."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, being the impatient and irritated me, took out my phone, called my mum, asked Cik Yati to come out and fetch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"THERE! That's my aunt, believe me now??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(The bitch turned around, looked at my aunt and said) &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Oh hi Ms Yati, this is your cousin?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My aunt and me both answered: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"NO, niece!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just walked pass her and entered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CB. Bodoh right that stupid nyonya. She made everyone in the queue stare at me.&lt;br /&gt;So, anyways, she was the only want who was the stupidest one. The rest was ok and provided good service. So, after being mad at that nyonya, I was back to happy after seeing my many2 cousins whom Ive not met for so long. It was great even though it was short as I had to go back to East Coast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to my mak ngah who treated all 47 of us. We love you mak ngah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297480625758811250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SYRuj9beNHI/AAAAAAAABTU/fiYXEeSkFXY/s320/DSC00336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SYRukJ2IXkI/AAAAAAAABTc/xSi1CRPKLdM/s1600-h/DSC00338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297480629091851842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SYRukJ2IXkI/AAAAAAAABTc/xSi1CRPKLdM/s320/DSC00338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;School is stressing me out. Badly. I cant wait for the semester to end. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Year 3, here I come!&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/2283510276586335298-8393935033407829589?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/8393935033407829589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=8393935033407829589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8393935033407829589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8393935033407829589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/01/other-day-while-i-was-busy-at-bbq-pit.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SYRuj9beNHI/AAAAAAAABTU/fiYXEeSkFXY/s72-c/DSC00336.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-1511461949740021202</id><published>2009-01-25T15:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T16:57:52.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I watched Bride Wars with the belo. And and, it was GREATTTTT!! I love that kind of story. That is so me. Since An doesnt like any other movie shows except action movies, I have a new partner for movie dates! Who else, besides that belo. If u wana know a confession she made, kindly click on Ily's link on my blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahhaa!! See, Im not as bad as copy pasting the whole sentence you said. Only kepo people will sanggup click on your link. Yeah, yeah. Now now, Im sure Ily is bushing like crazy cos she's too shy to admit it yesterday. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont be mad cos if not, you wont have a partner for He's Just Not That into You movie. You sure wont want to miss that show with me kan kan. Teeeheeeee. I know you love me belo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, met An and he played soccer and then I went to work. I ended at 5am and I almost snored at 2am. I was sleepy like Ive never slept for 1 month. I tried to open my eyes using matchsticks and it worked! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ok, if you believe that, ur a dumbnerd).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok then, Ive got to get ready for work now. 7pm to 12am with my baby Huda. Woohooot! Ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295147864487077538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SXwk7YfrpqI/AAAAAAAABS8/YlkK8emdU6k/s320/DSC00268.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SXwk76BTEoI/AAAAAAAABTM/9aobHCJCQ9E/s1600-h/DSC00269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295147873486443138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SXwk76BTEoI/AAAAAAAABTM/9aobHCJCQ9E/s320/DSC00269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SXwk7kNpn5I/AAAAAAAABTE/OnQNIxDR75M/s1600-h/DSC00262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295147867632672658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SXwk7kNpn5I/AAAAAAAABTE/OnQNIxDR75M/s320/DSC00262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy belated 28th monthsary&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(monthsary is the new thingy people say right? so yeah, I copied. Cos it sounds cute but kental.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-1511461949740021202?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/1511461949740021202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=1511461949740021202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1511461949740021202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1511461949740021202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/01/yesterday-i-watched-bride-wars-with.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SXwk7YfrpqI/AAAAAAAABS8/YlkK8emdU6k/s72-c/DSC00268.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3549684224689461075</id><published>2009-01-19T20:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T21:40:22.059+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SXR6GDnCCmI/AAAAAAAABR4/dd6lRuXc42w/s1600-h/DSC00192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5292989706533997154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SXR6GDnCCmI/AAAAAAAABR4/dd6lRuXc42w/s320/DSC00192.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Family. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They are always there 4 u no matter what happens. And Im so glad I have them in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought I have done my best, but I am wrong. I thought I am strong, but i realised how weak I am inside. I thought things would change, but it got worse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive never felt so hopeless in life before. Ive never felt so useless and dumb like how Im feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The tears, the sacrifices, the everything, is gone, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Everything's so blurry now.&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/2283510276586335298-3549684224689461075?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3549684224689461075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3549684224689461075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3549684224689461075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3549684224689461075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/01/family.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SXR6GDnCCmI/AAAAAAAABR4/dd6lRuXc42w/s72-c/DSC00192.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-1875824051128091494</id><published>2009-01-16T15:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:25:18.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im currently at the boyfriend's place. He is snoring right now outside, at the living room, and Im in his room, VERY bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised something. This semester's making me crazy!! Ive got no time to do so many things. Ive only got time to go to school, tuition, and then work. I dont spent a lot of time at home OR meeting the boyfriend. Well, partly I cant meet An because our free time does not fall on the same day. BAHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive been wanting to blog about this something for so so so long now but I just didnt know whether I should just keep it to myself or just blog about it and ignore what &lt;em&gt;THEY&lt;/em&gt; might think. Cos I know they read my blog, silently. But guess what, I dont give a damn. Even if you read, Im happier that you are reading an infamous post about YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To whom it may concern,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really hate your attitude. I think your PmS-ing thingy is really getting on my nerves. When Im talking, do not interrupt!! You dont know me, so just shut the hell up and stop accusing me of something I DIDNT EFFING DO. You, and a few other people think you people are so damn smart? U may be &lt;em&gt;biggger &lt;/em&gt;now but we'll see in a few years time. Who is &lt;em&gt;BIGGER&lt;/em&gt; than who. My studies are not that good, I must admit, but welllllll, at least Im getting a Diploma by next year. What about you? Even if I dont get high grades, or dont get very good jobs, at least I respect people, I mind my things and I do not bother other people's lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even your voice makes me wanna puke and the thought of seeing your face makes me wanna throw something at you. And some people, are very rude. Plain rude. When you are in need of help, what do you expect from people? At least a polite answer isnt it? Even if you are LAZZYYYY to help others, you should jolly well answer politely and dont give rude remarks which makes me just wanna punch that BIG FAT thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are people just very irritating? I cant stand it. Please respect others for others to respect you. Rude people will get retribution. Im waiting for it to happen to YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im so mad right now. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8pm - 3am later at work with Annisa belo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; tomorrow morning's assignment with another 2 belo girls.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; BBQ pit tomorrow till Sunday. Wait for loads of pictures from the bbq. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-1875824051128091494?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/1875824051128091494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=1875824051128091494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1875824051128091494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1875824051128091494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-currently-at-boyfriends-place.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-7902905855015213636</id><published>2009-01-07T23:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:14:29.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>That 19th year old girl's birthday celebration. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288578580777500562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTOMvn7f5I/AAAAAAAABRI/IO4jkISrqzM/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTPjk1z4QI/AAAAAAAABRo/LCDa1lqGAng/s1600-h/Untitled-11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288580072531550466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTPjk1z4QI/AAAAAAAABRo/LCDa1lqGAng/s320/Untitled-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288578565277078690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTOL14V1KI/AAAAAAAABRA/dDuFBvgYRJU/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTONiE-HMI/AAAAAAAABRY/htF_4crapv8/s1600-h/Untitled-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288578594321079490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTONiE-HMI/AAAAAAAABRY/htF_4crapv8/s320/Untitled-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTONNmDapI/AAAAAAAABRQ/m34n53IKWW0/s1600-h/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288578588822694546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTONNmDapI/AAAAAAAABRQ/m34n53IKWW0/s320/Untitled-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288580064667008882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTPjHiwf3I/AAAAAAAABRg/v8nlygUmYZA/s320/Untitled-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I especially love this picture. Look at the droplets of water. Pretty right? Thanks to my camera. :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288580080003552354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTPkArRlGI/AAAAAAAABRw/Db-D5PGtCmw/s320/DSC00172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed that day very much. We shall do this more often k belo. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Loads of pictures are not uploaded cos there are just tooo many. Marina barrage was ours on that day as there were so few people. Everything was very nice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially me, cos I am sucha sweet gf to have accompanied the belo to watch Bedtime stories even thought Ive watched it with An. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTOKnhLDII/AAAAAAAABQ4/Ipd8KYmeVZc/s1600-h/DSC00136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288578544241937538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 310px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTOKnhLDII/AAAAAAAABQ4/Ipd8KYmeVZc/s320/DSC00136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate this term. Even though its only the first week of school. It's like a torture! Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cant wait to go KL plus the bbq pit on 17th and 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, Ive just watched Transporter3 yesterday. Ive watched soooooo many movies for the past few days. OMG. This Friday watching Ong Bak 2. Haha. Im addicted to cinemas now. Shit. :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-7902905855015213636?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/7902905855015213636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=7902905855015213636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7902905855015213636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7902905855015213636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/01/that-19th-year-old-girls-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWTOMvn7f5I/AAAAAAAABRI/IO4jkISrqzM/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-436305822602125839</id><published>2009-01-05T00:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:01:11.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWDh-ErPmdI/AAAAAAAABQw/P820HzQ5vcw/s1600-h/DSC00039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287474419056220626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 277px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWDh-ErPmdI/AAAAAAAABQw/P820HzQ5vcw/s320/DSC00039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have already organized all of mine and Ily's pictures nicely and even though its just left with me uploading it, I thought it'll be better if I spare it for tomorrow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im currently down, sad with the fact that no one knows what Im feeling now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We dont live in fairytales where everything ends happily ever after. I must admit that my life has loads of ups and downs but I just dont share it with anyone. If you noticed, I refuse to blog about me PMS-ing or emo-ing or whatever. I hate to share with the whole world about what's happening in my life. But Im right now, at this moment, very upset about certain matters.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Im just very useless. I know, I know. This happened before, Im so afraid it might happen again. But with a different one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-436305822602125839?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/436305822602125839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=436305822602125839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/436305822602125839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/436305822602125839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-already-organized-all-of-mine.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWDh-ErPmdI/AAAAAAAABQw/P820HzQ5vcw/s72-c/DSC00039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-6328893917217068208</id><published>2009-01-04T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T22:01:32.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC7E9F2KcI/AAAAAAAABP4/O_5HjTNGcLg/s1600-h/DSC00013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287431656325917122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 304px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC7E9F2KcI/AAAAAAAABP4/O_5HjTNGcLg/s320/DSC00013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287430699071176722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC6NPCiABI/AAAAAAAABPo/bl4sxkLsdk8/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287430666109012722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC6LUPvSvI/AAAAAAAABPQ/KsNWsjZV0Tk/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at them nipples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC6Np9k5vI/AAAAAAAABPw/nykkSvVQRO4/s1600-h/DSC00080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287430706298152690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC6Np9k5vI/AAAAAAAABPw/nykkSvVQRO4/s320/DSC00080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC6MhaKCWI/AAAAAAAABPg/-Vsnv1c-rY0/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287430686822238562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC6MhaKCWI/AAAAAAAABPg/-Vsnv1c-rY0/s320/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287431693940322626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 261px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC7HJN0cUI/AAAAAAAABQY/G_3XZGueiL8/s320/DSC00130.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ini babirusa. Cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC6L_qFeUI/AAAAAAAABPY/StxBoSYe88k/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287430677762242882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC6L_qFeUI/AAAAAAAABPY/StxBoSYe88k/s320/DSC00023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287431680330279218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC7GWg7qTI/AAAAAAAABQQ/yM7Sflk-hNU/s320/DSC00103.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287431674212691554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC7F_uYrmI/AAAAAAAABQI/6Fddoma-_fI/s320/DSC00101.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My most favorite picture of the day; An being super duper kental(or should I say cute?) by posing for this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287431669678023666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC7Fu1PI_I/AAAAAAAABQA/qZ6LXv718e4/s320/DSC00037.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If you noticed, I did not upload the many2 pictures taken at the zoo because most likely everyone of you know what's a zoo like. I only upload pictures which I think are cute or they resemble some people. Agagaga.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I am now uploading photos with Ily for her advanced birthday. It was an outing to Marina Barrage, PlazaSingapura and Tampines Mall. I will update veryyyyyy soon. In like a few hours. Oh and these are the outdated pictures for NYE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287437011542780866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC_8q1Cq8I/AAAAAAAABQo/krmfAA_iegc/s320/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287437001882794498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC_8G16-gI/AAAAAAAABQg/RSxZc2IbLjI/s320/DSC00006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;That is Mia and Ira. Mia is 16 and Ira is 19. So yah. Erm, yeah, so that's it about them, nothang interesting. Agagaaga.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-6328893917217068208?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/6328893917217068208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=6328893917217068208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/6328893917217068208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/6328893917217068208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/01/look-at-them-nipples-ini-babirusa.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SWC7E9F2KcI/AAAAAAAABP4/O_5HjTNGcLg/s72-c/DSC00013.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-5375781453349929339</id><published>2009-01-02T00:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:10:37.774+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;, I know Ive been superly lazy to update. Im always not at home so yeah. I've actually a lotttt to update, well, i keep on saying it dont I? But seriously, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;, I do have a lot to tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;, it's already 2009 and I cant believe Im turning 19 lah ok in like 3 months? Mak Oi i feel &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, Ive watched so many movies this month, I have got no idea why. I especially love IP Man even though Im so not the Chinese martial art kinda person. BUT that was an exception, and Ana, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;, I felt like crying too. Boohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, no I didnt go Sentosa. I went Esplanade with An, Dan, Fiq, Mia, Ira. The fireworks were great, better than National Day. DUhhhh~ BUTTTTT, before that, me and An, went shopping. And I dont know what pulled me towards Best Denki. And I saw the camera Ive been wanting. It is a $499 camera. So did I buy it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;                                                                              YES!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286365974841210178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SVzx2IMfNUI/AAAAAAAABOg/Zbk_Z7AB8uo/s320/Image763+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286365980077208258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SVzx2bs2MsI/AAAAAAAABOo/4JkLkrG0cIo/s320/Image764.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286365987883266018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 174px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SVzx24x9L-I/AAAAAAAABOw/9vDiV60Qq6A/s320/Image765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The free gifts were - 4gb + 2 gb memory card, cleaning kit, mini tripod, Card reader, Camera case and yadida. And also, this cute lil small MP3 was given free too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286366010989594418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SVzx4O27xzI/AAAAAAAABPA/5J-4IKPhvGA/s320/Image767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SVzyKsgOqWI/AAAAAAAABPI/_Jbtc1eXu4g/s1600-h/Image768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286366328185071970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 231px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SVzyKsgOqWI/AAAAAAAABPI/_Jbtc1eXu4g/s320/Image768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cute right? I have no idea why that salesman suddenly say, i give u MP3 ah k? Then me and An was like, Oh ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And after that, I went SHIT, I overspent AGAIN. Tsk. (ok, truth is, An paid more) BUT hey, I didnt ask for it. I didnt go whining him I want then and nag or whatever. I just said, &lt;em&gt;OMG, that brown is perfect.&lt;/em&gt; And he said to the salesman, &lt;em&gt;Ok, we're getting that&lt;/em&gt;. Not my fault isnt it? And &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;, I did protest a bit. But he insisted on buying it, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SVzx3oAvJEI/AAAAAAAABO4/W3pq10YaWs0/s1600-h/Image766+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286366000561726530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SVzx3oAvJEI/AAAAAAAABO4/W3pq10YaWs0/s320/Image766+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We went to the ZOO just now with his family and &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;, I had fun. A lottttt of fun. And tomorrow will be my date with an ADVANCED 19th birthday Girlfriend. Sape lagi kalau bukan si BELO tu. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And to Dayah, why thank me? You are my friend since 2003 and it's now 2009 already. I did all that because you are my friend and Im sorry I failed. I just hope everything's fine now. And &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;, thank you. InsyaAllah our relationship can last. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know what you are feeling now to be out casted. Been there loads of times, but you've gotta be strong ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will update about Zoo with the many2 pictures I took with my new camera ok? So, now Ive gotta go. Oh and also about my sister being 1st runner up for RATU WEDDINGS MAKE UP ARTIST COMEPTITION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YES&lt;/span&gt;, its time for bed. Bye!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Im addicted to &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;YESMAN &lt;/span&gt;already. DAMNN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-5375781453349929339?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/5375781453349929339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=5375781453349929339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5375781453349929339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5375781453349929339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2009/01/yes-i-know-ive-been-superly-lazy-to.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SVzx2IMfNUI/AAAAAAAABOg/Zbk_Z7AB8uo/s72-c/Image763+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-8562257379949072878</id><published>2008-12-21T21:31:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T00:42:00.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;MEET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282252546719163218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SU5UtGUZI1I/AAAAAAAABN4/O7LQpYpxEJk/s320/Image643+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282252554919244338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SU5Utk3ccjI/AAAAAAAABOA/vS85K4a1114/s320/Image645+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282252590089666002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SU5Uvn4ufdI/AAAAAAAABOI/magBrfHJXVw/s320/Image648+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282252598983026562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SU5UwJBEZ4I/AAAAAAAABOQ/SHOcECyfBSQ/s320/Image651+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SU5UwRjX5EI/AAAAAAAABOY/Ns46vEk3k0w/s1600-h/Image652+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282252601274393666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 274px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SU5UwRjX5EI/AAAAAAAABOY/Ns46vEk3k0w/s320/Image652+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;That is Timmy the carpet, who is right now 14 months. So fat and cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class is having a Chirstmas party cum bbq pit at one of our classmate's condo tomorrow and Im, well, excited? Since its the first time Im ever coming for a gathering with the poly friends. Im not friendly, u may think, its up to you, but there are just things which might happen along the way that made me not want to join certain outings/gatherings organised by anyone. It's not because I hate them, trust me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am right now munching raisins while typing cos Im really bored right now. I went cycling just now, alone, but got bored after only half an hour because bedok reservoir was super packed. I guess Sundays can never be a cycling day for me to Bedok Reservoir. Too many kids running around and there's no fun when you cant go fast more than 33seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im staring at my lappie, which is I think needs servicing, thinking of some kind of inspirations to start me typing at least something not so boring like now. But I just cant. Nothing's getting into my head and Im just bored.&lt;br /&gt;I dont usually tell stories about my life, the part that is affecting me badly, the part where everything is just so messed up, right? It's because I don't want people, people who don't understand, to simply jump into conclusion thinking of the opposite of what the truth really is. I just like to keep it to myself, cry myself to sleep, get angry at myself and just do things that will not at all affect other's happiness. Ohh wells, Im just like that, u know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To boyfriend, thanks for everything. We'll meet tomorrow. :)&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; YOU. &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/2283510276586335298-8562257379949072878?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/8562257379949072878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=8562257379949072878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8562257379949072878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8562257379949072878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/12/meet-that-is-timmy-carpet-who-is-right.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SU5UtGUZI1I/AAAAAAAABN4/O7LQpYpxEJk/s72-c/Image643+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-7523931942786544072</id><published>2008-12-21T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T01:18:13.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just had another day MC just now for yesterday's work.&lt;br /&gt;What's happening to me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive not worked for i think 2 weeks already and Ive had so many MCs. My throat is not getting any better and the thing i hate the most is the phlegm. ERGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My date with Ily heida Md Hanafi just now was a date to Plaza Sing and we watched YESman. We laughed a lot, well, even the other people were laughing their asses off. I must say its worth our 10 bucks. Not like the stupid story me and An watched The day the earth stood still. That was a very unlogical and wasting time story ever. Blergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that makcik keeps on complaining Im disallowing her from buying anything especially clothes. Haha. Whiny jugak si makcik nie every now and then saying Im a bad person not letting her buy the many2 bajus she wanted. I kept myself very disciplined ok. I didnt buy anything even though only Ily knows how tempted I was on just grabbing them to the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We talked, a lot, as expected. Stories after stories. AND thank you big2 for the treat in McCafe. =) Sayang kau. Next 2 weeks meeting her for her getting a year older. Abes nanti aku kene ketok. Hehe. We've got so many2 plans rite and one is to go to my fav place, that is East Coast. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;27th&lt;/span&gt; :) AND yes, u forgot about it again. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I dont know what's wrong with me nowadays. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-7523931942786544072?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/7523931942786544072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=7523931942786544072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7523931942786544072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7523931942786544072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-just-had-another-day-mc-just-now-for.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-8923584847708631100</id><published>2008-12-16T20:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T21:01:22.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SUeixpTSZpI/AAAAAAAABNw/GK1ee6KA5ek/s1600-h/Image719+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280368061899237010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SUeixpTSZpI/AAAAAAAABNw/GK1ee6KA5ek/s320/Image719+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im still down with a slight fever but I am still as strong as how I always am. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My mum's sending me to the hospital next week, (maybe) if my throat is not getting any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My throat is veryyyyyyyyyyyyy swollen and I keep on coughing. If u dont believe how swollen it is, I'll show it to your face when u meet me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My date with Ily will be next week and we've got loads to talk about, Im very sure! We shall catch a movie ok must. (Nie bayar sendirek ehk sayangku) And I'll pay for coffee bean, if we are going. If not, aku save duit! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i36.tinypic.com/szykoj.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-8923584847708631100?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/8923584847708631100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=8923584847708631100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8923584847708631100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8923584847708631100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-still-down-with-slight-fever-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SUeixpTSZpI/AAAAAAAABNw/GK1ee6KA5ek/s72-c/Image719+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-7149026235266628984</id><published>2008-12-16T01:18:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:02:29.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Im happy with my new template. I dont care if you dont see it the way i see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on my laptop, it's perfectly aligned, straight. Ive asked a few friends to see them and some say it's straight, some say it isnt. But it's my blog and I dont care ok? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now, I had to be a model for ratu weddings. Make up artist has to make me up for their exam. And the make up artist is none other than my sister. Its her final exam and Im the model chosen. KEKEKE. Model muka jer... So, shuttup ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh and btw, she got highmarks for this assessment. Very high. Thanks to the model lah kan. Hehehehe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is my muke tak mandi busuk habis ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280072309751332978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 228px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SUaVymsawHI/AAAAAAAABNA/vCYkSLl24MI/s320/Image691-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N look now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280078697808830306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SUabmcEAn2I/AAAAAAAABNo/-huK8piA1lk/s320/Image694-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;N this is the hair part. Saket ok. With the sepit and spray and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SUaVz6znSuI/AAAAAAAABNY/JvWfkDm4elI/s1600-h/Image710-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280072332330093282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SUaVz6znSuI/AAAAAAAABNY/JvWfkDm4elI/s320/Image710-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SUaVzaBRKAI/AAAAAAAABNQ/rcxfgTQJnkQ/s1600-h/Image704-.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280072323528992770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SUaVzaBRKAI/AAAAAAAABNQ/rcxfgTQJnkQ/s320/Image704-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280072329440581730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 304px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SUaVzwCs2GI/AAAAAAAABNg/1zfYXh4xz4o/s320/Image713-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I know some of you will be like eee y so tebal? U better shut up ok if u dont know anything.&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt; That is my hp camera yang tak bagus.&lt;/span&gt; All pengantins need to have thick make up so that it will look good on their photo album. If not jadi pucat. N i didnt edit anything. &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;SO, for those yang tak tahu pape about this, dont speak cos ur just making urself a fool .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right after the make up thingy, the boss of ratu weddings said to my sister,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Wah, Ana, adik u dah cantik macam boleh kawin hari ni jugak lah"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ok, merepek.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bye!! :)&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/2283510276586335298-7149026235266628984?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/7149026235266628984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=7149026235266628984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7149026235266628984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7149026235266628984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-happy-with-my-new-template.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SUaVymsawHI/AAAAAAAABNA/vCYkSLl24MI/s72-c/Image691-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-73438365853580998</id><published>2008-12-14T23:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:24:10.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Im back after so so long of not blogging.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I kinda miss it you know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BUT! I will continue updating only when Im satisfied with my template. Im gonna change it ok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Stay tune.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Please dont hurt me again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-73438365853580998?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/73438365853580998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=73438365853580998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/73438365853580998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/73438365853580998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back-after-so-so-long-of-not.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-8714313185815536712</id><published>2008-11-22T19:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:44:08.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ive got LOADS to update but i just &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have the time to do so. I'll be updating most probably after term test is finished. So maybe around 13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; December.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; December? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Macam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;kenal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;jer&lt;/span&gt;. *winks to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;eefah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;belo. Kekkeke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ok&lt;/span&gt;, so anyway, before I end, I learnt 2 new words when working with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Annisa&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;hok&lt;/span&gt; and the other is by my customer who said 2 fises of firay oh ray. If u can guess what that means, I'll give you a reward. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, btt down, ftt down, now left with TP. I cant wait to DRIVE. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;See you in 3 weeks or less.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-8714313185815536712?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/8714313185815536712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=8714313185815536712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8714313185815536712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8714313185815536712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/11/ive-got-loads-to-update-but-i-just-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-5732147141107240850</id><published>2008-11-08T04:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T04:34:47.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRSlp_jC-uI/AAAAAAAABM4/1OZmkzjbfag/s1600-h/Rewind_Life.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266016005154601698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRSlp_jC-uI/AAAAAAAABM4/1OZmkzjbfag/s320/Rewind_Life.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I just dont feel right. I dont know why. Im just so scared of whats going to happen.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-5732147141107240850?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/5732147141107240850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=5732147141107240850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5732147141107240850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5732147141107240850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-just-dont-feel-right.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRSlp_jC-uI/AAAAAAAABM4/1OZmkzjbfag/s72-c/Rewind_Life.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3803973452531934134</id><published>2008-11-07T02:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T02:47:13.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im just left with the top picture. I will be making it a bit smaller and also I will change the side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe shift it to the left instead of the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im happier now cos my blog is no longer superrrr colourful. I just want black, blue and white. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant sleeeeep. HELP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-3803973452531934134?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3803973452531934134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3803973452531934134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3803973452531934134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3803973452531934134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-just-left-with-top-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-1054080802583747351</id><published>2008-11-05T20:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T21:23:09.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S ALL ABOUT ICE CREAM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265157729613964674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRGZDyAK5YI/AAAAAAAABLw/jkO6_6Hvjfw/s320/Image566.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My brother, being the manager of Swensens, made ice cream for me. How did he do it? Look further down and you'll know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tengok, de label lagik tauuu. So its only mineee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265157730998664162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRGZD3KTu-I/AAAAAAAABL4/aWp6BsKdcg0/s320/Image567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This is sticky chewy chocolate:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with the crunchy2 biscuit i dont know what,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRGZEiRTBHI/AAAAAAAABMQ/pFUjrzHLnhA/s1600-h/Image570.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265157742570701938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRGZEiRTBHI/AAAAAAAABMQ/pFUjrzHLnhA/s320/Image570.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;with oreo, the small2 ones which has chocolate also,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRGZEeb2hII/AAAAAAAABMI/7E7d_B1GQ40/s1600-h/Image569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265157741541229698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRGZEeb2hII/AAAAAAAABMI/7E7d_B1GQ40/s320/Image569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;mini chocolate chips, chocolate fudge and also maltesers!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRGZEU8nZOI/AAAAAAAABMA/fY5NBVWRKXI/s1600-h/Image568.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265157738994296034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRGZEU8nZOI/AAAAAAAABMA/fY5NBVWRKXI/s320/Image568.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, I know the picture isnt clear but whatever, its very nice ok. And it is freeeee!! Its a huge tub right? I know. JEALOUS arent you? This is made by my brother so you cant have it done like mine ok. HEH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Makanan dah sedap, percuma, ape lagik. GO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265160980482339698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 290px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRGcBAbls3I/AAAAAAAABMw/Ob01yq9DPK0/s320/Image571+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265159685555889426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRGa1odEJRI/AAAAAAAABMg/1ttIPslGVO4/s320/Image573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sambil buat Technical business Correpondence, makan lah ice cream Swensens and your brain will light up. Nyehehheheh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, so before I end, this was the other day when I went to the airport with Nadiah to buy presents for Yeelyn. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265159694406618114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRGa2JbPjAI/AAAAAAAABMo/AQuI0OaKi6g/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nad, we shall talk more often. Okaes. About stuff, well you know i know. Hahahha. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-1054080802583747351?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/1054080802583747351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=1054080802583747351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1054080802583747351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/1054080802583747351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-all-about-ice-cream-my-brother.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SRGZDyAK5YI/AAAAAAAABLw/jkO6_6Hvjfw/s72-c/Image566.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-239618996661918578</id><published>2008-11-02T22:28:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:59:52.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Lalalalalalala epok epok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264068249193181810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQ26LrKScnI/AAAAAAAABLo/j4ECWPvx04Q/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wanna change my template again. Cos I feel like it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I want to congratulate &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ILY HEIDA MD HANAFI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;for passing her TP&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;once.&lt;/span&gt; Wohhottt!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im sooo proud of u closey friend. You passed everthing once, harap2 aku pon ehhk? Pray for me as well. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, Ive not been doing much lately. Ive been lazing around, Ive not even updated about the many2 stories I want to share. I just feeel lazyyy. Full stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A trip to Bedok Rsvr alone made my heart at peace. I shall do that often now as I have gained self-confidence already. Haha. Well, if you know me well, I dont go out alone ever. I dnt know why but Im just super merepek kan. Ohh wells, now things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ive got nothing to update for now. Im feeling lazy again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;U, I sayang u. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tak sabar nk gi ice-skating larrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-239618996661918578?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/239618996661918578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=239618996661918578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/239618996661918578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/239618996661918578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-wanna-change-my-template-again.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQ26LrKScnI/AAAAAAAABLo/j4ECWPvx04Q/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3529853826070896992</id><published>2008-11-02T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T01:27:17.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;They said I look like makcik immigration. I know, i know. Whatever!! }=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739375952079554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 161px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQyPEu3cKsI/AAAAAAAABLY/BkQ8cC2JUkc/s320/Image520.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; currently not in a very good mood. Well, Ive not been in a good mood since last week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im just so so so down. Im very unhappy about myself. It's got nothing to do with anyone else, its just me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ive got lots to share, about me and An's date for dinner at Swensens, us watching HSM 3 and An snoring in the cinema, about Blenzinski Sanctuary, about everything else. But something just tells me to wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I dont know what else to do. Im stressed out. It is really a very smallllll matter, but Ive gotta do something. Its all about me. It doesnt affect anyone, not my family, not my friends, not my boyfriend, but its just MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;ARGH. I feel like crying!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQyPEy7vzqI/AAAAAAAABLg/XVo84lyX6pE/s1600-h/Image522+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263739377043885730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 279px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQyPEy7vzqI/AAAAAAAABLg/XVo84lyX6pE/s320/Image522+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dian, is a cutey in my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-3529853826070896992?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3529853826070896992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3529853826070896992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3529853826070896992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3529853826070896992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/11/they-said-i-look-like-makcik.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQyPEu3cKsI/AAAAAAAABLY/BkQ8cC2JUkc/s72-c/Image520.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3991944435188661468</id><published>2008-10-29T22:36:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T22:56:04.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sometimes, when Im alone in my room, I think a lot to myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I think about things which happens in life and things that are already happening to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'm not perfect,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I do have problems.&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;Sometimes, some things affect me badly. It may be a small matter, it may be a big one, it doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How i wish there is someone who would listen to my every need. Well, I dont expect something big to happen in my life. You know, just a simple thought, a simple initiation done is already enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What I really need is someone to SHOW me that they care about me, especially about my feelings. You dont have to throw me a party just to make me happy. Just say something which you know I would love to hear, or just spare some thoughts for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Like Ive mentioned, those SMALL lil things done are what I love the most. I dont expect huge things to be done. I want you to have the initiative to say or do something for me. FYI, words do matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The little2 things are the most that matters to me. I hate comparing but I hope you'd realise how hurtful it is when things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffcc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc99;"&gt;Prove it to me that Im that important in your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;I dont know when you will ever change to be the person Ive hoped you'd become.&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/2283510276586335298-3991944435188661468?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3991944435188661468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3991944435188661468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3991944435188661468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3991944435188661468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/10/sometimes-when-im-alone-in-my-room-i.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-7997460757595471386</id><published>2008-10-28T21:12:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T23:31:56.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wanna see the BIGGG family photo I was talking about?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, even if you dont want to see them, you are already in my blog and you've gotta see it no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQcp_U7tWpI/AAAAAAAAA_M/OX7E2dM87VA/s1600-h/P1160550+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262220857533356690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 208px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQcp_U7tWpI/AAAAAAAAA_M/OX7E2dM87VA/s320/P1160550+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ive circled my face and An's cos obviously you came over to my blog to look at me right? Ive saved your trouble. Im sucha nice person. Wahahahhaha. :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And this is our family photo. No wait, their family photo plus me. Hehee&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQcp-1T6bAI/AAAAAAAAA_A/M2pBWX6Wcho/s1600-h/P1160524+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262220849044941826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQcp-1T6bAI/AAAAAAAAA_A/M2pBWX6Wcho/s320/P1160524+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The one in white is An's abang angkat who An's mum has taken care of since small and the prettay lady is his future wife. That baby belongs to An's sister and husband (the ones in black).&lt;br /&gt;Wawan is An's younger brother, the youngest, yet the tallest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, so as mentioned, yesterday was An's 21st birthday and I did a lil, mini, teeny-weeny celebration for him. He just got home that morning from his night shift and me, being sucha niceeee girlfriend, came over with a cake while he was still snoring. :DDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262207397105384530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQcdv07mPFI/AAAAAAAAA-o/H84lgr4qNo4/s320/Image516+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&amp;amp; with his face still as bacen as ever, I forced him to take a photo. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(U, dah bagos tu I edit kasi tak perasan sgt muka u yg sungguh basi tau. kekeke)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262207400971578290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 278px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQcdwDVXq7I/AAAAAAAAA-w/zTLeLeX3cwc/s320/Image517+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQcdwdEuzhI/AAAAAAAAA-4/T_im93VgfIw/s1600-h/Image519+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262207407881113106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQcdwdEuzhI/AAAAAAAAA-4/T_im93VgfIw/s320/Image519+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I also bought him famous amos, something which he goes crazy about whenever he sees it. And with that, he already smiled like a kangaroo. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The real birthday present is not yet given as erm my pay is obviously not in yet. Khaha! So anyways, Im glad he loved it even though it was a very surprised party for a very surprised snoring boy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;❤&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;you lah biskot!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-7997460757595471386?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/7997460757595471386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=7997460757595471386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7997460757595471386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7997460757595471386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/10/wanna-see-biggg-family-photo-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQcp_U7tWpI/AAAAAAAAA_M/OX7E2dM87VA/s72-c/P1160550+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-2211653436210899227</id><published>2008-10-27T00:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T01:33:17.957+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261516057454437554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 246px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQSo-kCV5LI/AAAAAAAAA-g/L8_SY2y9wwg/s320/Image501-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;An's&lt;/span&gt; aunt invited me over for their open house cum &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;perjumpaan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;hari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;raya&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; so I came. Their main intention was to take a photo with everyone in the picture and they intend to frame it up on their walls. Cool or what? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; invited??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; honoured.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I mean, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; not officially part of the family yet but they actually remembered me and invite me along for their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;BIGGG&lt;/span&gt; family photo. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ohh&lt;/span&gt; wells, I love them just like my own. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So besides that, we had a tiny little cake which was meant for the October Babies, including An.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261511092875426994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQSkdlid_LI/AAAAAAAAA94/ua-qwXY_ykY/s320/Image493+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261516053318445298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 317px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQSo-UoPqPI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/iLy5d6I5orE/s320/Image492.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQSkeJyGmQI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q9etyDyc1V0/s1600-h/Image495+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261511102604679426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 288px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQSkeJyGmQI/AAAAAAAAA-A/q9etyDyc1V0/s320/Image495+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even though I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; talk much in whenever &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;An's&lt;/span&gt; side, I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; have the feeling of awkwardness anymore. Maybe just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lil&lt;/span&gt; shy sometimes. I can still remember &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;An's&lt;/span&gt; mum told me that she already treats me like her own daughter and she kissed my forehead. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And And And, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; invited for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Kak&lt;/span&gt; Mimi's &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;weddingggg&lt;/span&gt;!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt; super excited, I have no idea why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;As if &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; the one getting married.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Tsk&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So anyways,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261511107675120978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQSkecq_ZVI/AAAAAAAAA-I/ZUXz212NNPI/s320/Image23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you so much. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;VERRRRRY&lt;/span&gt; sorry for the belated celebration. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-2211653436210899227?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/2211653436210899227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=2211653436210899227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2211653436210899227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2211653436210899227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/10/ans-aunt-invited-me-over-for-their-open.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SQSo-kCV5LI/AAAAAAAAA-g/L8_SY2y9wwg/s72-c/Image501-.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-8607904525846892301</id><published>2008-10-22T22:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T22:53:30.675+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Raya '08 with An and co. Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP88luh1ThI/AAAAAAAAA9g/lOoAkYF7BZ0/s1600-h/Image452+copy+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259989508634791442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP88luh1ThI/AAAAAAAAA9g/lOoAkYF7BZ0/s320/Image452+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259979203745111474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP8zN50rXbI/AAAAAAAAA7I/JibOpbwHztY/s320/Image454-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259979192611663954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP8zNQWQcFI/AAAAAAAAA6o/RExuXqKQgrE/s320/Image450-.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259989020430738882" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP83iJ_14FI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/GvSizkd9SDQ/s320/Image461+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP83iqIhHNI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/fPWEaqIM9Gg/s1600-h/Image462+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259983958357122258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP83iqIhHNI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/fPWEaqIM9Gg/s320/Image462+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP80YJixRYI/AAAAAAAAA7g/qg_KV0dXu8c/s1600-h/Image456+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259980479275287938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP80YJixRYI/AAAAAAAAA7g/qg_KV0dXu8c/s320/Image456+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP80YpWE8SI/AAAAAAAAA7o/rBZ1pgRFLUQ/s1600-h/Image457+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259980487811985698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP80YpWE8SI/AAAAAAAAA7o/rBZ1pgRFLUQ/s320/Image457+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP80ZaKpTRI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ICU43JuvbtU/s1600-h/Image458+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259980500917374226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP80ZaKpTRI/AAAAAAAAA7w/ICU43JuvbtU/s320/Image458+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259989002997889618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP88IS4melI/AAAAAAAAA9I/RaO2jInkSzs/s320/Image471+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259989011681436098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP88IzO64cI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/yeU6xjxWeF8/s320/Image473+copy+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im currently so so free that I am creating a new friendster account. If any of you know me, do add me ok. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyways, first lesson of Sociology went fine. I know no one at all in the class and there are NO malay girls at all, well, except me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im feeling happy and Im smiling like a kangaroo already. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-8607904525846892301?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/8607904525846892301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=8607904525846892301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8607904525846892301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8607904525846892301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/10/raya-08-with-and-co.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SP88luh1ThI/AAAAAAAAA9g/lOoAkYF7BZ0/s72-c/Image452+copy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-5794570931939387726</id><published>2008-10-21T00:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T00:26:30.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im not in my best mood now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Other than being down for getting Sociology as a CDS, something else happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Btw, as for my CDS, dont add in to my misery. I want to look forward to it and be optimistic and do my very best for it. If other people can achieve a Z(eg ILY), I can do it too. InsyaAllah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;One more thing, I hate it when people cannot shut their bloody mouths. If you knw who you are, good then. I dont wanna drag this matter but you should really mind your own business because this is my bloody matter and you have got nothing to do in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Dont ever make promises if you ALWAYS break it. Dont make them just to make me shut up and make me feel better cos in the end, I will get worse. This has happened, NOT FOR THE FIRST TIME and you know how bad I get when things like this happen. You've known me for years and dont you dare give me all those bullshit answers. They dont make any sense.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Im so mad right now. I dont know what else to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Vugarities are slipping out of my mouth whenever I think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-5794570931939387726?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/5794570931939387726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=5794570931939387726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5794570931939387726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5794570931939387726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/10/im-not-in-my-best-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3358894978137677019</id><published>2008-10-19T23:11:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T00:16:22.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The other day I went out with Belo &amp;amp; Sewel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My meeting with the girlfriends was cancelled cos many couldnt make it but it's ok cos I met Ily and Fifi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Fifi, wanted to go Parkway badly and I also have promised Ily to meet before school reopens so I came out with a brilliant idea: to ask the both of them out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ohh, btw, Fifi is Dian's/Faris' elder sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258895325102249250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPtZb3OulSI/AAAAAAAAA6I/VPFIH1M5erg/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPtZa2amjjI/AAAAAAAAA54/6ERQcAQuXzg/s1600-h/S6000616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258895307703750194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPtZa2amjjI/AAAAAAAAA54/6ERQcAQuXzg/s320/S6000616.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258895564481040322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPtZpy_FD8I/AAAAAAAAA6Y/kXSm_hnCFGs/s320/S6000615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPtZbnakaLI/AAAAAAAAA6A/up06oYY6cmA/s1600-h/S6000619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258895320856946866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPtZbnakaLI/AAAAAAAAA6A/up06oYY6cmA/s320/S6000619.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We had Auntie Anne's Pretzels,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPtZcOvTk5I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/b8GhsEC2Wj0/s1600-h/S6000618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258895331412906898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPtZcOvTk5I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/b8GhsEC2Wj0/s320/S6000618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&amp;amp; also Coffee Bean&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258895565589877858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPtZp3HclGI/AAAAAAAAA6g/2ZCTrXfpudI/s320/S6000623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We planned to go Bowling after that but then tak menjadi because the booking was full. So, we just shopped and Fifi bought tops and Ily wanted to but then didnt cos she claimed that it wasnt the season of clothes-buying. BELOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok then, finally, I want to share something with you people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;BETTER DONT LAUGH or I'LL KILL YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258895309855843922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPtZa-bs5lI/AAAAAAAAA5w/4bygbgWLoVA/s320/S6000614+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Like hello? I dont think Im the only one who has the 2nd finger longer than my biggg toe right? Doesnt mean the both of yours is the other way round means Im an alien. Hmpfff!I still think that the both of you are the alien ones and Im not! =p&lt;br /&gt;Im sure most of you are looking down at your toes right now kan nak compare and laugh at me. Wadeva! }=[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ily, nak gambar, macam maner? Haha. Be online and I'll pass it to you. You cant right click my blog cos Ive put up a pop up. Kwang3! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;18th October Raya outing shall be updated soon. Loads of pictures will be posted, kays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I shall go now. School's starting in 12 hours time. YIKES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 25th for tomorrow. (You've broken the record,darling!)&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/2283510276586335298-3358894978137677019?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3358894978137677019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3358894978137677019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3358894978137677019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3358894978137677019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/10/other-day-i-went-out-with-belo-sewel.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPtZb3OulSI/AAAAAAAAA6I/VPFIH1M5erg/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-214164954112725171</id><published>2008-10-16T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T21:09:38.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ade gaya macam saloma tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257728641454600162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPc0V79Mb-I/AAAAAAAAA5g/-0fQRdCDEZQ/s320/Image367.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The other day, as mentioned, I went to my most favourite place. Yes, East Coast. I simply love the fresh air, the breeze, the scenery, well, everything about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;An knows how to make me shut up or make me happy after being sad or angry. Just bring me to the sea and you can see me smile like a kangaroo! :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPc0VQ7YdyI/AAAAAAAAA5I/FLhzsXhXVMw/s1600-h/Image413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257728629904275234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPc0VQ7YdyI/AAAAAAAAA5I/FLhzsXhXVMw/s320/Image413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPc0Vu74f3I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/l0Z7SRsNltY/s1600-h/Image415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257728637959438194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPc0Vu74f3I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/l0Z7SRsNltY/s320/Image415.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I told An to bring ayat-ayat cinta and we watched it facing the sea. Romantic kape. Hehee. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257728641059307330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPc0V6e8v0I/AAAAAAAAA5Y/i_sdFyCpSCU/s320/Image420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Fahri's so cute, gosh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257729116476297202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPc0xljMT_I/AAAAAAAAA5o/Vgj18t0cMWo/s320/Image414.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ohh and by the way, in case all of you are wondering, it wasnt just the two of us. There were An's friends. So for the people2 yang nak kutok or say something bad, MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257728627093208610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPc0VGdK_iI/AAAAAAAAA5A/5v1UrLujH28/s320/Image412.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-214164954112725171?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/214164954112725171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=214164954112725171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/214164954112725171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/214164954112725171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/10/ade-gaya-macam-saloma-tak-other-day-as.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPc0V79Mb-I/AAAAAAAAA5g/-0fQRdCDEZQ/s72-c/Image367.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-732540974788929241</id><published>2008-10-16T02:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T03:48:21.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The other day, and I think it was a week ago, I went to Vivo with An. My main intention was to shop for only 1 top and 1 shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So do you think I really kept my word about not over spending my money? You'll find out later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257464765688545682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPZEWWH_gZI/AAAAAAAAA4o/OdkXw1uzL0s/s320/Image395.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Look at how long my head looks lah. Actually An's hair look long also but since it's black, it cant be seen clearly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257466132819072642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPZFl7FT1oI/AAAAAAAAA44/ojb0zPpcByU/s320/Image383.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPZEEbPCsaI/AAAAAAAAA34/3MDeaOzK4S0/s1600-h/Image379.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257464457822646690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPZEEbPCsaI/AAAAAAAAA34/3MDeaOzK4S0/s320/Image379.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So, these were what we bought the other day.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPZEFaXpckI/AAAAAAAAA4I/bMARpcU5BaM/s1600-h/Image386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257464474770174530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPZEFaXpckI/AAAAAAAAA4I/bMARpcU5BaM/s320/Image386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I have a bloody bad habit lah ok. I keep on spending whenever I have money. Im trying hard to control myself but sometimes I just cant help it. Too many things catches my eye. Tapi kalau murah takper, yang pikat hati aku pulak yang mahal2. Tsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's just so addicting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257464761011766482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPZEWEs9hNI/AAAAAAAAA4g/_cxib1YvTV4/s320/Image393.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257464481004232722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPZEFxl9oBI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/nUhyoQQdXdM/s320/Image389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPZEFg_t9WI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/og4htSZuEa4/s1600-h/Image387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257464476548855138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPZEFg_t9WI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/og4htSZuEa4/s320/Image387.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Other than spending while shopping, Im currently addicted to online shopping. So tell me how. How can I save money when I keep on having something to spend on even when Im not outside..?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;An is mad at me, cos I just bought another top for $139. I know, I know. Im sorry okay darling! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So anyway, I went to East Coast with An the other day. I will update about it the next time. I shall end my post now. Yes, it's short but whatever.&lt;/span&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257464467171433778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPZEE-D93TI/AAAAAAAAA4A/9m3wwa1bkps/s320/Image380.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have passed my BTT on my first attempt. Congrats to me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My FTT is on the next end of month and I cant wait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's so damn long and I cant wait to drive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★★&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-732540974788929241?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/732540974788929241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=732540974788929241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/732540974788929241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/732540974788929241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/10/other-day-and-i-think-it-was-week-ago-i.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SPZEWWH_gZI/AAAAAAAAA4o/OdkXw1uzL0s/s72-c/Image395.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-5017463764719995355</id><published>2008-10-06T20:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T21:46:59.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ive got some pictures for you. For the benefit of my new new friends who has not come to my house, Im glad to share with you with some pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Beware. Parental guidance needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lemme present you &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MY ROOM!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254020947874066514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoINxB-sFI/AAAAAAAAA2o/cuNdDG0qQ1Q/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254020954962743170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoIOLcDT4I/AAAAAAAAA2w/KMA5ZiL5pGk/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;See my lappie? Yes, that's where Im sitting right now, well, basically everyday. Comfortable huge office chair and yes, my room is still in blue. Im planning to change to red next year. Red and white, nak prepare for national day pon ok jugak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next is my MOM's ROOM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254030176122101026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoQm67w3SI/AAAAAAAAA3o/Qbpmw667mjc/s320/Untitled1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Tengok ajer lah lantai bilik mak aku. Tskk. She loves her room cos its brown and white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Well, for those who dont know, my mum only likes black and brown. Peep into her wardrobe and you can find nothing else but black and DARK brown. Trust me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Next is DINING AREA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoP2U021DI/AAAAAAAAA3A/_ftv1QaunC8/s1600-h/Untitled-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254029341258863666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoP2U021DI/AAAAAAAAA3A/_ftv1QaunC8/s320/Untitled-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We seldom sit on that dining table cos we always eat at our own time own target. So yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next up, my LIVING ROOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoP2i-Hb_I/AAAAAAAAA3I/SDOTcW7-xfE/s1600-h/Untitled-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254029345055797234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoP2i-Hb_I/AAAAAAAAA3I/SDOTcW7-xfE/s320/Untitled-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dont believe me that Ive never sat on that sofa? Ask my mum then. No one in my house sits on the sofa. Why? Cos we are scared it'll get crumpled or the cushion's not neatly positioned.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Again for those who dont know, my mum is VERY VERY particular about cleanliness. Come to my house and try searching for one habuk. Try ah, go ahead. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254029343389970530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoP2cw88GI/AAAAAAAAA24/u8Sate4rEPI/s320/Untitled-6.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next, my KITCHEN!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254030178847558082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoQnFFkCcI/AAAAAAAAA3w/VaA2IkBHjEs/s320/Image335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My dad's side always said that if there are not enough rooms in my house for anyone, we can spare the kitchen because its big and too clean to be named a kitchen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Even when my mum is cooking, it is still as clean as ever cos as she is cooking, she wipes every stain, every droplets of water found anywhere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next is the toilets! My toilet first.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoP20hOC_I/AAAAAAAAA3Y/TUxsFuScaGM/s1600-h/Untitled-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254029352610630674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoP2_HVDBI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/oB7qIrKOpNk/s320/Untitled-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have to wash the toilets I dont know how many times a week, really. Shiny macam nak hape pon mesti cuci. Laugh ah all you want. Penat ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Next my mum's toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254030174870671954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoQm2RZklI/AAAAAAAAA3g/3poD5WIxSvw/s320/Untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Same thing, it can be seen wet only when someone is showering. Other than that, it is as clean as whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, so for those who dont know me, are you satisfied?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Btw, do you realise everything else is brown except my room?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do you believe me now that my mom is totally in love with brown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haha. Only Ive got a different kinda style.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Honestly, it's tired to be always having to vacuum, mop, vacuum, mop all the time. Scrub here, scrub there. But anyways, Im confortable living in my country-style home. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyways, tomorrow my sis invited An over to her house for Raya and he is very nervous because he has never met my sister and my bro-in-law. My sister said she wants to ask questions and dissect An's innards. And also she wants to instil terror upon him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He is super nervous and I cannot imagine what's going to happen sey. Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Selamat eh you. Kakak I terok tau bile soal siasat. Nanti confirm you gagap and tak tahu jawab, and I'll laugh at you. Woohooooot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you tmr, miissssed you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-5017463764719995355?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/5017463764719995355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=5017463764719995355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5017463764719995355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5017463764719995355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/10/ive-got-some-pictures-for-you.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SOoINxB-sFI/AAAAAAAAA2o/cuNdDG0qQ1Q/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-8712704819365211062</id><published>2008-09-30T20:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T21:03:07.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Abd Rasid Bin Osman telah kembali ke rahmatullah pada 30 September 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moga2 rohmu dicucuri rahmat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I duno how many times Ive shed my tears, I dun even know how to describe my feelings right now. I didnt get to see him for the last time but its ok. Aku redha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Do you know that it was so sad to hear the takbir just now when everything is still in a mess? We didnt even eat our break fast cos none of us had the mood or appetite. This has been the most saddest last day Ramadhan celebrated by me and my family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We wont be going anywhere tomorrow except to my aunt's house ( where my arwah Anjang stays). It is not going to be a normal Raya for us. We dont even have the festive mood like most of you have. Losing your loved ones is hard, especially right before we heard the takbir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you so much for the many2 people who have smsed me. I shall stay strong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You know, it was a coincidence that I didnt buy any Baju Raya this year. Cos we are not even going to wear any nice outfit on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Slamat hari Raya&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Maaf Zahir Batin to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im starting to cry all over again.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-8712704819365211062?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/8712704819365211062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=8712704819365211062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8712704819365211062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/8712704819365211062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/abd-rasid-bin-osman-telah-kembali-ke.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-5542927121674556366</id><published>2008-09-30T01:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T02:05:56.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not in my best mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My uncle is in the ICU in Changi hospital.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just so so so so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;He&lt;/span&gt; fainted &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;just now at home while getting ready to go Geylang with his wife. By the time his wife saw him, his mouth was&lt;/span&gt; already full of water and bubbles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;His wife called the ambulance and right after that, we were told that&lt;/span&gt; his brain vessels burst &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and his&lt;/span&gt; brain is bleeding badly, &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;so so so badly, that&lt;/span&gt; his brain is compressed &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;due to the many blood leakage in the brain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We were told his in a&lt;/span&gt; coma &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;and that he is breathing on his own for only about&lt;/span&gt; 10%&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt; 90% &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;were by the help of the &lt;/span&gt;machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So what does that mean, you may ask.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Doctor said....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;He has no chance in surviving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;His whole body is no longer functioning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im crying as Im typing. You may not understand the feeling but furthermore its&lt;/span&gt; Raya tomorrow. &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;None of us have the mood to celebrate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It happened too fast. Moreover he has no past medical records. He was fine all the time....&lt;/span&gt; Not till just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im going off to the hospital again tomorrow morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ana, Annisa, Sharifah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks for the motivating msges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Dear friends, tolong doa kan pakcikku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Haiz, I felt like hugging him but there were tubes everywhere. Im so scared, Im extremely scared.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We are going to wait for my paklong tomorrow to come over to Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see what happens tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Aku redha dengan apapun yang akan terjadi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-5542927121674556366?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/5542927121674556366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=5542927121674556366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5542927121674556366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5542927121674556366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/not-in-my-best-mood-now.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-4896404978138762724</id><published>2008-09-27T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T23:33:25.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The other day at work with the belos. Annisa, smile many2 kays. The two of us will always be entertaining you whenever you are down. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SN5QonvrCVI/AAAAAAAAA2g/Q8eqgBdCaMk/s1600-h/untitled.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722874354501970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SN5QonvrCVI/AAAAAAAAA2g/Q8eqgBdCaMk/s320/untitled.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, so the othe other day before heading off to work, I went to An's house to do spring cleaning for his room. Im still not satisfied and will come again to do a full complete tidying up on Monday. If that was my own room.... Hah, tahu lah ape aku kerja kan. Nasib it's his so I have limitations on what to clean up and what to throw or whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyways, I just got a haircut!!! YEAHHH. Like finally, Ive been saying I wanna cut my super long hair since whenver and I finally did it. Nak tengok tak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teng teng teng.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SN5QZSofxrI/AAAAAAAAA2A/hRiwuVas2zU/s1600-h/Image239edt+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722610989221554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SN5QZSofxrI/AAAAAAAAA2A/hRiwuVas2zU/s320/Image239edt+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SN5QZtUuRXI/AAAAAAAAA2I/dxV-E-1x7m8/s1600-h/Image240ed1t.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722618154042738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SN5QZtUuRXI/AAAAAAAAA2I/dxV-E-1x7m8/s320/Image240ed1t.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SN5QZyE79JI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/CSmkPft9ubY/s1600-h/Image249edt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250722619430007954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SN5QZyE79JI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/CSmkPft9ubY/s320/Image249edt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SN5QZz5e_zI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/Gj_lvaeZRfc/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Its shorter now. Much shorter, much neater. Sorry ay muka gue burok tak pkai make up tak pakai pape kat rumah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I cant wait for Raya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im going black this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;And brown with An.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wanna buy gray contact lens sooooon. I have to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Kan gaji dah masuk. :)&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/2283510276586335298-4896404978138762724?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/4896404978138762724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=4896404978138762724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/4896404978138762724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/4896404978138762724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/other-day-at-work-with-belos.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SN5QonvrCVI/AAAAAAAAA2g/Q8eqgBdCaMk/s72-c/untitled.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-5505014449888378393</id><published>2008-09-24T22:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T23:30:16.332+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ive been ironing and ironing all the curtains, baking and baking kuihs and so Ive been busy for the past few days. Im done with 6 different kind of kuihs and we are starting with the baking of cake lapis in a few days time. Finally, today is my off day and Im taking time to post about the other day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My iftar outing with the belos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;These are the three out of 4 dishes we ate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXYMWFsMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/2vd-eqJgZ-s/s1600-h/ry%253D40012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249604388796084418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXYMWFsMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/2vd-eqJgZ-s/s320/ry%253D40012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXYcUbV9I/AAAAAAAAA1w/gqu7B8h3QNU/s1600-h/ry%253D40023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249604393084082130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXYcUbV9I/AAAAAAAAA1w/gqu7B8h3QNU/s320/ry%253D40023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXYnHFo4I/AAAAAAAAA14/XsV6rW6FbLg/s1600-h/ry%253D40034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249604395980923778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXYnHFo4I/AAAAAAAAA14/XsV6rW6FbLg/s320/ry%253D40034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;These are the &lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt; out of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; people who were supposed to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saiful, Me, Eefah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249603484369901506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWjjGFV8I/AAAAAAAAA0g/7ofKHmmvj9o/s320/ry%253D4001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Rizal, Masdi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249603501759784850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWkj4J55I/AAAAAAAAA1A/K2ec-BknkI0/s320/ry%253D40065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249603079341386626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWL-Pwq4I/AAAAAAAAA0Y/UoZo_lICfAo/s320/ry%253D400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The 6 missing people, we are disappointed. This was supposed to be our IBT outing. In the end, its just left with us. But it's ok. We had fun. But only that there were lesser people. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;And these are &lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt; out of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; who went to Geylang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249603491864445282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWj_A7AWI/AAAAAAAAA0o/r9ZFWctPb1g/s320/ry%253D4004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249603501267326066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWkiCvlHI/AAAAAAAAA04/roOJ1P_xqcM/s320/ry%253D40056.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249603061328268130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWK7JGS2I/AAAAAAAAA0A/6Gaa3IxJrSI/s320/ry00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We were supposed to be hunting for my brooch and Sharifah's earrings but instead bought Lekor, fried ice cream and cam-whored. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Sharifah, I so love ur camera because it makes me "............" (I know u dont want me to repeat it.) Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXNG28MLI/AAAAAAAAA1I/HNfOIZ8bT4Y/s1600-h/ry%253D400435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249604198344700082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXNG28MLI/AAAAAAAAA1I/HNfOIZ8bT4Y/s320/ry%253D400435.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXNRTG6aI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/XANvkDSbUy0/s1600-h/ry%2530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249604201147197858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXNRTG6aI/AAAAAAAAA1Q/XANvkDSbUy0/s320/ry%2530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;It was supposed to be a nice picture but someone has to spoil it by korek-ing mata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXN8OdGFI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/qgeofFdmU7U/s1600-h/ry%25400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249604212670404690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXN8OdGFI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/qgeofFdmU7U/s320/ry%25400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Ini bukan ape. Nak menuju ke jalan yang benar. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXN-W0blI/AAAAAAAAA1g/EirictcPl2s/s1600-h/ry%253D4043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249604213242359378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXN-W0blI/AAAAAAAAA1g/EirictcPl2s/s320/ry%253D4043.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I think this pic is so cool because everything else looks blurry except us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWkOj7VpI/AAAAAAAAA0w/DgRQULpZHL8/s1600-h/ry%253D4002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249603496037799570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWkOj7VpI/AAAAAAAAA0w/DgRQULpZHL8/s320/ry%253D4002.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dulu-dulu tme budak budak tak dapat main ngan langsir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWKmC19CI/AAAAAAAAAz4/foE5tuX3U9Q/s1600-h/400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249603055664886818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWKmC19CI/AAAAAAAAAz4/foE5tuX3U9Q/s320/400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to selit in her pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWLLyZ1_I/AAAAAAAAA0I/K32uE91gTx8/s1600-h/ry%25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249603065796483058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWLLyZ1_I/AAAAAAAAA0I/K32uE91gTx8/s320/ry%25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWLZH3XkI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/2G-mp4Mrkqk/s1600-h/ry%253D40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249603069376159298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpWLZH3XkI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/2G-mp4Mrkqk/s320/ry%253D40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I enjoyed it. Especially when I got to buy my favourtie Lekor. Nak tahu story? I got an extra Lekor as in I got 9 instead of 8. I was very happy. And then when I reached my workplace, after a few hours of picking up the calls, felt like eating it, I went to the pantry. Niat di hati nak panaskan. But then, kerane kekentalan ku, that one extra Lekor dropped on the dirty floor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Boohoo. I felt like crying ok. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyways, Ive not met An for so long and yes, you are missed! We go out tomorrow, I wanna play pool. I know how to stop ball and tarik bola and follow ball ok. After that, I have to go to work. ARGH. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, I shall end it here. I want to download lagu raya and dengar kat tempat kerja esok.&lt;/span&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;span style="font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I so badly want a camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-5505014449888378393?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/5505014449888378393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=5505014449888378393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5505014449888378393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/5505014449888378393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/ive-been-ironing-and-ironing-all.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNpXYMWFsMI/AAAAAAAAA1o/2vd-eqJgZ-s/s72-c/ry%253D40012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3014281533046901817</id><published>2008-09-21T01:05:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T01:58:09.847+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;BEWARE!! Super long post ahead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So, we went out, to Tampines Mall, then to Bugis and then to Tampines again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My first gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A GUESS wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248152719235821602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUvF50NMCI/AAAAAAAAAvY/7xHgdhfjaPY/s320/Image148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248152723082129890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUvGIJPMeI/AAAAAAAAAvg/yI2jeXNGAN8/s320/Image149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248152744350932786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUvHXYHXzI/AAAAAAAAAv4/cmVPevJNVEQ/s320/Image152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248152726114934626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUvGTcUH2I/AAAAAAAAAvo/a8INMmal4K0/s320/Image150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248152732993949506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUvGtEZj0I/AAAAAAAAAvw/7usW2IP7Zw4/s320/Image151.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And I gave An his first gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A PIERRE CARDIN wallet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248153591890985682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUv4staQtI/AAAAAAAAAwA/YPiNy4nitvM/s320/Image153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248153593039164466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUv4w_KFDI/AAAAAAAAAwI/hBmj7NVttDo/s320/Image154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248153604720722738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUv5cgQgzI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/k-hDbApcdaA/s320/Image155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248153612644862770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUv56BhSzI/AAAAAAAAAwY/jogNuLT8wiA/s320/Image156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;His 2nd gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A pure silver bracelet. His favourite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248157350286519746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUzTd0u7cI/AAAAAAAAAx4/S59huK1AekM/s320/Image159.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248153616589063874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUv6It5BsI/AAAAAAAAAwg/Fa5P88N94LI/s320/Image157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248154717792217730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUw6PBLqoI/AAAAAAAAAxI/4GI5Ue8Z2sA/s320/Image158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248155840524305106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUx7lhXwtI/AAAAAAAAAxY/ptFOA0eV2FE/s320/Image161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248155843761137346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUx7xlF5sI/AAAAAAAAAxg/583XzSyuNjg/s320/Image162.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248155856058173202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUx8fY7xxI/AAAAAAAAAxo/GyA714vhhCg/s320/Image163.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248155859261201698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUx8rUmHSI/AAAAAAAAAxw/rfm754QW9_M/s320/Image164.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;His 3rd gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My handmade book about us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248160034750308418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNU1vuOxoEI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/fxORkfCMKK8/s320/Image176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248157352701949986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUzTm0neCI/AAAAAAAAAyA/it5zEI1BWHc/s320/Image165.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248157355750950626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUzTyLjhuI/AAAAAAAAAyI/Yznrp9uqV0E/s320/Image166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248157361521216322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUzUHrSy0I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/V9SEzywxtWE/s320/Image167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248157366596084434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUzUalPItI/AAAAAAAAAyY/e-bLUlphpC8/s320/Image168.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248158651932621890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNU0fO1WPEI/AAAAAAAAAyg/xNcW44jo-gM/s320/Image169.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248158656184987618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNU0ferML-I/AAAAAAAAAyo/Q5OnrVp3wwE/s320/Image170.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248158661237262002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNU0fxfvxrI/AAAAAAAAAyw/uaW_L7tR00M/s320/Image172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248158667806272658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNU0gJ967JI/AAAAAAAAAy4/tdjpdwC4dLI/s320/Image173.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248158676664000258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNU0gq9xHwI/AAAAAAAAAzA/uJFUY-x7G20/s320/Image174.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248160027755179410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNU1vULAbZI/AAAAAAAAAzI/361LmbtQuKs/s320/Image175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 2nd gift.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;A GUESS bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Erm, it costs $210. I reallllllly didnt expect this much fom him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248160038261489730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNU1v7T6AEI/AAAAAAAAAzY/kYPNdQ1OOas/s320/Image177.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248160042651824290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNU1wLqpMKI/AAAAAAAAAzg/5E0XMWPThfA/s320/Image178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248151446541369298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUt70qM_9I/AAAAAAAAAvA/NWBEKdU0h2c/s320/20092008(001).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248151453112472114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUt8NI4EjI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Z2JP-HhoeJw/s320/20092008(002).jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248151455946255122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUt8XsgKxI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/WRCbsxWyWi8/s320/20092008(003).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;My 3rd gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A similar INCANTO perfume Ive wanted badly. Even though it isnt incanto, the smell is verrry nice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So here are the three things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248154704497661026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUw5dfg1GI/AAAAAAAAAww/bjgmSEm_TQI/s320/20092008(005).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248154710824524914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUw51D9HHI/AAAAAAAAAxA/e7c4zEKcUZ8/s320/20092008(007).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After the many2 gifts, we watchced a movie. Babylon AD. It was ok, quite cool and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So anyways, I really extremely enjoyed the outing just now. He is the most sweetest boyfren I can ever ask for. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248151439561750898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUt7aqIeXI/AAAAAAAAAuw/kDo3v86DOrk/s320/Image196.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248160044764382898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNU1wTiURrI/AAAAAAAAAzo/gcMCjTr2f-4/s320/Image192.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248151441044555922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUt7gLqSJI/AAAAAAAAAu4/vmWlO0gGg2U/s320/Image195.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248160960712456402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNU2lntWuNI/AAAAAAAAAzw/R_UkBk39KqQ/s320/Image193+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thank you so much for all the things you've done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im sorry again for all the mistakes I did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&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/2283510276586335298-3014281533046901817?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3014281533046901817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3014281533046901817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3014281533046901817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3014281533046901817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/beware-super-long-post-ahead.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SNUvF50NMCI/AAAAAAAAAvY/7xHgdhfjaPY/s72-c/Image148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-179265174187321156</id><published>2008-09-20T02:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T04:32:16.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 2oth September 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What special day is it today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ohh, It is the day to celebrate. Woohoottt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I shall update with pictures on what happens ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Be patient aite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy 2 years sayang!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;I wont want to make this a sad one. &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/2283510276586335298-179265174187321156?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/179265174187321156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=179265174187321156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/179265174187321156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/179265174187321156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/today-is-2oth-september.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-2560475234372736070</id><published>2008-09-15T06:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T06:26:42.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When you are really bored at work and youve got not so many calls like usual, what so you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SM2Ocjb3oKI/AAAAAAAAAug/Ue88Wzy66aU/s1600-h/eefahlina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246005762156109986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SM2Ocjb3oKI/AAAAAAAAAug/Ue88Wzy66aU/s320/eefahlina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SM2Ocw48C0I/AAAAAAAAAuo/YxpafVfzjDg/s1600-h/tmpt+keje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246005765767695170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SM2Ocw48C0I/AAAAAAAAAuo/YxpafVfzjDg/s320/tmpt+keje.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We didnt get our paid break but it was ok cos it wasnt at all tiring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I went out with An just now to Causeway point and in the end didnt get to buy anything we like. So we went back to Tampines and then I went to work. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That was when me and Sharifah started our nonsense. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;22nd Sept will be an Outing for iftar with the belos but ony three have confirmed. Im still waiting for 4 to reply.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5 days to go. YIKES! so fast, im still not sure of what to buy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-2560475234372736070?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/2560475234372736070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=2560475234372736070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2560475234372736070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2560475234372736070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-you-are-really-bored-at-work-and.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SM2Ocjb3oKI/AAAAAAAAAug/Ue88Wzy66aU/s72-c/eefahlina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3362865066582966845</id><published>2008-09-14T02:36:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T03:06:51.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245577703185349538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMwJIPgSe6I/AAAAAAAAAuI/UBZUWqDm-88/s320/Image045+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sharifah Farhanah aka IFAH, Happy birthday! I know Ive wished you in Msn at around 1am plus already, but anyways, it's ok. Once again, happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The other day went out with the girlfriends to break fast as well as celebrate her birthday at Simpang Bedok. Was supposed to meet at 4.45pm but ohh well, &lt;strong&gt;RAIHANA&lt;/strong&gt;, can never be any earlier. She arrived at...... &lt;strong&gt;5.40pm&lt;/strong&gt;. Ive learnt my lesson. I'll tell her to meet me 45 minutes in advance in order not to have to suffer waiting for her ever again. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We ate 3 dishes and it cost $70++ for all 7 of us. Worth it? Yes, cos I almost couldnt stand up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMwJHuAgsuI/AAAAAAAAAt4/3Vo2p_jx0sU/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245577694193693410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMwJHuAgsuI/AAAAAAAAAt4/3Vo2p_jx0sU/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMwJHwDudOI/AAAAAAAAAuA/e5xT6EAOIIM/s1600-h/Image088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245577694744048866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMwJHwDudOI/AAAAAAAAAuA/e5xT6EAOIIM/s320/Image088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then just now, went out with Mom, abang Hafiz and my sister to Geylang. At Marine Parade while waiting for my sister, I saw this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245578942636634546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMwKQY0gMbI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Ix-6hIYTBC0/s320/Image047+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Hee. Macam paham mine will be red. Actually nak cover plate number owner jer. :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, from Geylang(after buying the tokoyaki erm, whatever the name is), I met An and we went to Tampines Mall to watch a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245580498085400962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMwLq7UY0YI/AAAAAAAAAuY/znX-_NeMd8U/s320/Image049+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The story is not worth $10 I should say. I should have watched Wall-E or something. An almost fell asleep and I, being the most pengecot-&lt;em&gt;es&lt;/em&gt; person, closed one eye most of the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After that not so nice movie, we went home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok then, nothing else interesting to update. Ive got some very important things to do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;6 days to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;(Shit, I still dont know what to give him as a present)&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/2283510276586335298-3362865066582966845?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3362865066582966845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3362865066582966845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3362865066582966845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3362865066582966845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/sharifah-farhanah-aka-ifah-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMwJIPgSe6I/AAAAAAAAAuI/UBZUWqDm-88/s72-c/Image045+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3843390937949822916</id><published>2008-09-11T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T02:12:27.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMgNaQwydjI/AAAAAAAAAtw/yWsNmYUn2KU/s1600-h/Tear+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244456510900303410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMgNaQwydjI/AAAAAAAAAtw/yWsNmYUn2KU/s320/Tear+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I cant wait to meet An this Saturday. Ive missed him like mad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I wanna end all these now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;9 days to go&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/2283510276586335298-3843390937949822916?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3843390937949822916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3843390937949822916' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3843390937949822916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3843390937949822916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-cant-wait-to-meet-this-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMgNaQwydjI/AAAAAAAAAtw/yWsNmYUn2KU/s72-c/Tear+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-861159663713909356</id><published>2008-09-10T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T21:33:10.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>People-people yang sewaktu dengannya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, Im doing a surprise for my mom. What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ive already enrolled for Class 3. Bai, sorry I lied. I didnt want people to think of me as a boastful person or whatever. But after thinking back, I think lying is worst. I just enrolled by the way. Wasnt too long ago. I didnt mean to lie. Lagipon bulan puase that's why I made up my mind to say out the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Btt's still far. Bahh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;People-people yang know my mother, please do not tell her ok? She knows nothing about this. Only my sister knows. Adik-beradik dah pakat. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Wish me luck for Btt!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-861159663713909356?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/861159663713909356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=861159663713909356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/861159663713909356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/861159663713909356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/people-people-yang-sewaktu-dengannya.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-2866245131304614654</id><published>2008-09-10T20:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T00:00:09.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMe9NGQ6AcI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Y29QLjUorCs/s1600-h/P100808_12.46+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244368323813704130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMe9NGQ6AcI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Y29QLjUorCs/s320/P100808_12.46+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The other day I worked for half an hour without having to take any orders. Why? Because the kiasus created a great number of queue calls and all hubs stopped taking orders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, my exam results are out. Yes, Im indeed a very happy person now. Although it isnt any good, as good as Ily, who got &lt;strong&gt;ALL&lt;/strong&gt; As, but I did very well as compared to last 2 semesters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ive got&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; 3 &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2 &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;B&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2 &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;C&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/strong&gt;. No 'Ds', no 'Fs'. Alhamdulillah. Im especially proud of getting 3 As because its my first time in the entire 2 years in Poly. All my hard work has proven me that I am capable of getting good results. Im an optimist now! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im having my largest exam on Friday. Why largest? Because it costs me $90 for just 50 MCQs. My last fear, my last worry will end soon. Then, I can hoooorayy hooorayyy for Hari Raya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Kittens are cute. But they scare me a lot. Im number one most cowardest human being on Earth when it comes to cats.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMe9NCxgKKI/AAAAAAAAAto/1BtmhwVSKfs/s1600-h/kitten+face.bmp"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244368322876680354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMe9NCxgKKI/AAAAAAAAAto/1BtmhwVSKfs/s320/kitten+face.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;10 days to go baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-2866245131304614654?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/2866245131304614654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=2866245131304614654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2866245131304614654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/2866245131304614654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/other-day-i-worked-for-half-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oEEy9JLyWjw/SMe9NGQ6AcI/AAAAAAAAAtg/Y29QLjUorCs/s72-c/P100808_12.46+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-7421876122727637501</id><published>2008-09-09T21:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:49:54.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, so like finally, I can rest. Im done doing my blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N Im really happy about this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ive learnt a lot and I really mean A LOT, about photoshop. I cant believe I did everything on my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yep, everything. The coding, the everything you see is done by me. EVERYTHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Yeahh.&lt;/span&gt; N for this, I spent a whole day. Not just a few hours, but a day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N I cant believe that brushes make very nice pictures. Haha. I literally thought it was a paint brush. Kuang3. I love the flowers Ive done. The one u see on top? Erm, I took 1 hour to do that. SAy me kental or whatever, I dont care. I still love it no matter what. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks Nadiah for the teaching. But Im definitely a good and fast learner kan??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I did this by myself tau. No guidance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Im so proud of myself!! Muahahaha. Shameless kan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, so, what else? Comments larh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Shit, exam results tomorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;11 days to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-7421876122727637501?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/7421876122727637501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=7421876122727637501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7421876122727637501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/7421876122727637501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-so-like-finally-i-can-rest.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2283510276586335298.post-3735236866760891881</id><published>2008-09-08T15:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T15:12:31.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, so this will be my new blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I spent 6 hours on this ok. Negative comments, keep it to yourself. Positive ones, Im all ears!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Link me cepat-cepat. I wont be using the old alinafizzy anymore. I will only update in this inaonion from now on. Dont ask me why inaonion ok? Only close people will know why.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, so now, I shall update, gambar- gambar yang sungguh lama. Hahaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nadiah, yes! I miss you, NOT! Haha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLS43idUjI/AAAAAAAAABk/FkdNqp1vh24/s1600-h/P070808_15.07.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242984790635663922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLS43idUjI/AAAAAAAAABk/FkdNqp1vh24/s320/P070808_15.07.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLSazqxAYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2LVYw-CXf0I/s1600-h/P04-08-08_10.26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242984274200691074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLSazqxAYI/AAAAAAAAAA0/2LVYw-CXf0I/s320/P04-08-08_10.26.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLSbBb-gTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NMcBvYVD1N4/s1600-h/P040808_10.15.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242984277896757554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLSbBb-gTI/AAAAAAAAAA8/NMcBvYVD1N4/s320/P040808_10.15.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLSbFe3f_I/AAAAAAAAABE/XH6K-e1fNwY/s1600-h/P040808_10.32.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242984278982623218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLSbFe3f_I/AAAAAAAAABE/XH6K-e1fNwY/s320/P040808_10.32.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I dont wear specs, its Nadiah's. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(It's a fake one though).&lt;/span&gt; :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLSbVGlFbI/AAAAAAAAABM/IBbKtAYYVxk/s1600-h/P040808_11.19%5B01%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242984283175720370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLSbVGlFbI/AAAAAAAAABM/IBbKtAYYVxk/s320/P040808_11.19%5B01%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLSbS8IvzI/AAAAAAAAABU/qeqYMMhi57o/s1600-h/P040808_11.20.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242984282595049266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLSbS8IvzI/AAAAAAAAABU/qeqYMMhi57o/s320/P040808_11.20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ohh, after school the other day, I saw my car!! OMG. I was screaming at the carpark and Sharifah was paisey. But I didnt care. Cos its my &lt;s&gt;dream&lt;/s&gt; car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242984790738075250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLS4363_nI/AAAAAAAAABc/37uqML3_M4U/s320/P040808_17.20.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, so now Im tired. I wanna sleep and then sahur. Bye-bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;13 days to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2283510276586335298-3735236866760891881?l=inaonion.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/feeds/3735236866760891881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2283510276586335298&amp;postID=3735236866760891881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3735236866760891881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2283510276586335298/posts/default/3735236866760891881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://inaonion.blogspot.com/2008/09/ok-so-this-will-be-my-new-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>linvolksey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06780957055987360370</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pK9sIR5zClA/SMLS43idUjI/AAAAAAAAABk/FkdNqp1vh24/s72-c/P070808_15.07.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
