<?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-2121616239342648478</id><updated>2012-02-10T00:08:41.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I (we) POOP RAINBOWS.</title><subtitle type='html'>... wanna see?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>214</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-4676437713519430137</id><published>2009-02-11T13:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T13:32:15.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>joshua tan invasion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(joshua tan commercial)- i like candy and kitties and poopies eh puppies la and doughnuts and wainbows and inlian lice, eh girl tomorrow got kerang and potato and bitter oumaikot, heehee ihikihik, i like when my boyfriend makes old man noises while going down on me all night for 5, FIVE minutes. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-4676437713519430137?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/4676437713519430137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=4676437713519430137&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4676437713519430137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4676437713519430137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2009/02/joshua-tan-invasion.html' title='joshua tan invasion'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-8895806451105876061</id><published>2009-01-07T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T22:41:08.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>poppy?</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to figure out how to edit sumthing for this blog but honestly I'm stumped. And I lost all my links in the process, SIGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I download a playable version of Joshua Radin's I'd Rather Be With You? ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWS6jbRrB7I/AAAAAAAABCQ/zO4P2-NM52Q/s1600-h/n923524_33845521_6771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 228px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWS6jbRrB7I/AAAAAAAABCQ/zO4P2-NM52Q/s320/n923524_33845521_6771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288556980219873202" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I could have one wish, I'd wish for new PostSecret every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8895806451105876061?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8895806451105876061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8895806451105876061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8895806451105876061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8895806451105876061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2009/01/poppy.html' title='poppy?'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWS6jbRrB7I/AAAAAAAABCQ/zO4P2-NM52Q/s72-c/n923524_33845521_6771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-4139718043530177609</id><published>2009-01-06T16:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T17:04:49.459+08:00</updated><title type='text'>#^&amp;!@</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This blog needs sumthing. Sumthing new. Different. Anything, seriously. I'm getting sick of staring at the same god damn thing. Oh btw, the blog is no longer set on private. Don't see the point of setting it as a private blog anymore, since the other pooper isn't even blogging. So, read all you want! Or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;College is starting next week. And as much as I am still in the bumming around mood, at the same time I just can't fucking wait. Ahh, don't ask me why tho. I'm not telling! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oh, remind me to stop setting myself wayyyy too high for disappointments. Like, seriously. Should be like my 5th new year's resolution. Kinda hard tho when your personality temperament has disappointment prone plastered all over it, according to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Please-Understand-Temperament-Character-Intelligence/dp/1885705026"&gt;Please Understand Me II, by David Keirsey&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. If you're into understanding the way people function, or why they do in a certain way, or why you're retarded the way you are, I highly recommend it. Changes the way you look at yourself, and those who surround you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm feeling down. Oh well, people always disappoint, so why let it bring me down? Sure fire ways to bring me back to pooping rainbows -invest in new music or invest in new books. Sadly, currently slightly short on cash for new books -magazines might be more affordable in this case, and since the creation of internet and myspace has allowed us access to free music, piracy according to the industry people but wtv, new music it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Now, shooh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-4139718043530177609?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/4139718043530177609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=4139718043530177609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4139718043530177609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4139718043530177609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-post.html' title='#^&amp;!@'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-4171050071655214740</id><published>2009-01-03T15:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T15:56:09.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;New postsecret entries! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I want I want I want I want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Whats a new year without new postsecret? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Not happy :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cross your fingers that Frank decides to update tmrw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-4171050071655214740?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/4171050071655214740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=4171050071655214740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4171050071655214740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4171050071655214740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-want.html' title='i want . .'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-8878578570736900222</id><published>2008-12-31T23:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T23:28:56.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another day, another year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;While debating on how I'd be spending my new year's eve this time around, a night with the boyfriend or a sober night with the long time bestfriend, -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;fate dealt my cards for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. The boyfriend had dinner with the family, and my brother took the car out to Star Hill for his fun party, which left me carless and so yet another new year's eve at home for me. Perfect new year's eves don't exist anyways, trust me sumthing will always go wrong. It's just like any other day of the year, people just use it as an excuse to get wasted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So everyone does the corny look back at the whole year post, I'm guilty of it myself. 2008 was really good to me. When '07 was ending, on the eve of '08 I told myself that the new year was gonna be an awesome one, and I truly felt and believed it. And I was dead on! One event that I will never ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; forget; my first run in with the cops! Lol, a story that will leave me scarred and laughing for years. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We grow a little more each year, physically and mentally. Some more than others, and some more bad than good, but everyone moves to their own drum beat so who's to judge?I kept my resolutions for 2008 simple. Nothing too big or out of reach -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;achieve my dreams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, nothing too deep -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;be a better person, and all that load of bull people say every year but never seem to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. It was just basically to enjoy life, in whatever way I wanted to interpret it, with whomever I wanted to, and by whatever means necessary. It was my last year as a teenager, and I believed I owed it to myself to let a little loose. Whether it was partying with a group of people, one-on-one time with that special person, intimate family dinners, or quiet time alone at home, it was about being comfortable and happy with myself and the situations I chose to put myself in. I think I achieved that, so a successful tick for '08.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On to '09 - I'm entering my 20's. The self-searching, self-defining years of any young adult's life. The years where you decide whether you're gonna end up being a forever couch surfer, or a future 'someone'. Some find themselves on their selected paths to being future billionaires, while others still fumble around trying (or not) to figure out what to do with themselves. It all sounds so future oriented, so serious. In tune with that, my resolutions for '09 are gonna grow up a little too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Graduate (with good grades) with a Diploma in Interior Design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Get accepted into a University of my choice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Be more confident in my own ideas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Keep my social relationships strong, and mend those that might have been neglected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Keep 'em at 4 for now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Insyaallah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, all of them will be achieved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;40 minutes till the last year of the decade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm off to play Wow with my boyfriend -thats how I'm spending my new years, and it's perfect enough for me :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To you party animals, have fun, be safe, and have a designated driver on call!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Bye 2008, see you all in 2009 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8878578570736900222?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8878578570736900222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8878578570736900222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8878578570736900222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8878578570736900222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-day-another-year.html' title='another day, another year'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-3530158069623136736</id><published>2008-12-28T03:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T03:14:51.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worst diarrhea ever</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Period cramps are no fun, seriously. I curl up into a ball in attempt to make myself feel better. It always seems like the right thing to do. It doesn't help much fyi. Like Omar put it; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;imagine the worst diarrhea ever, and one which you can't shit out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Oh so eloquently put. Weird that it came from a guy though, hm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I got chased out of my own room by a vermin. A disgusting huge ass rat. Took over my sister's room for more than a week already. Poor kid had to bunk in with the parents. Just finished cleaning, wiping up, and de-rat-ing all surface areas in the room. Should be moving back in tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Holidays always tend to slide towards disappointment compared to the fun laid-back holiday we dream of. We always hype it up too much, way too much. And whats new? I miss college already. Gosh. Someone smack me please.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I wanna watch &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;It&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. I'll probably wet myself(and not in the good way) watching it but still. I have this strong urge to go up to a clown and just smack the hell outta it. Wipe that disturbing smile off his pasty face. I hate clowns. They have cute noses and the clowns in French Quarter used to blow pretty balloon animals for kid me but now they're just fucking creepy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Found out I'm what sociologists call a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Third_Culture_Kids"&gt;Third Culture Kid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. Who would've thought us global nomads were interesting enough to be studied. Well interestingly enough, it cleared up a few things for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Cramps are back. Oh have mercy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-3530158069623136736?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/3530158069623136736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=3530158069623136736&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3530158069623136736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3530158069623136736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/12/worst-diarrhea-ever.html' title='worst diarrhea ever'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-8172312091834284189</id><published>2008-12-16T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T23:51:26.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ga ga</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SUfNCQ8TMeI/AAAAAAAABBg/zPOA63XKL-g/s1600-h/103108_twilight04w_400X400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SUfNCQ8TMeI/AAAAAAAABBg/zPOA63XKL-g/s320/103108_twilight04w_400X400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280414526906511842" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okay I'm sorry, I'm still not over it yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;He's just so FUCKING HOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8172312091834284189?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8172312091834284189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8172312091834284189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8172312091834284189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8172312091834284189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/12/ga-ga.html' title='ga ga'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SUfNCQ8TMeI/AAAAAAAABBg/zPOA63XKL-g/s72-c/103108_twilight04w_400X400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-5777256723967510221</id><published>2008-12-06T00:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T00:31:03.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So deceiving how momentary feelings can be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oh, the district sleeps alone again tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-5777256723967510221?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/5777256723967510221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=5777256723967510221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5777256723967510221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5777256723967510221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/12/so-deceiving-how-momentary-feelings-can.html' title=''/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-2101792506754871965</id><published>2008-12-02T01:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T02:44:49.508+08:00</updated><title type='text'>til exhausted, close our eyelids</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I wanted to write something. I had something to write. Then I didn't want to type anything. And then I eventually forgot. Oh well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Semester is over, THANK YOU GOD. Well, almost over. Tomorrow is the last and final crit for the semester/year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Know your product, know you design.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Do I know my product? Do I know my design? I forced myself out of my sweet slumber to go over my 'points' for tomorrow, and now all I can think of is to just wing it tomorrow. I've been doing this damn project for almost half a year, I should be able to easily talk about it for 10 mins right? Its not that, that scares me, its how are you to sell an idea that you yourself created, and yet you yourself don't fully believe in? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Bull shit your ass off, just bull shit your way through it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Would the panel be convinced by my bullshit, when I can't even convince myself well enough. Self doubt is brutal. Oh, good luck Siti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Enough with the work talk. TAKE ME TO WATCH TWILIGHT NOW PLEASE. I've heard good and bad reviews about the movie. I pretty much know the whole storyline from the book itself but I'd still like to experience the movie without any outside spoilers. I guess its just one of those movies that would only really appeal to it's readers. Its not the best read, I gotta admit that. But the storyline is enough to keep me interested. I desperately need new reading material. Last real read I had, discluding Twilight, was The Time Traveler's Wife and that was like, months ago. I'd rather just spend my money on books right now rather than clothes, gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Good luck tomorrow fellow ID-ers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Peace out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-2101792506754871965?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/2101792506754871965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=2101792506754871965&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2101792506754871965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2101792506754871965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/12/til-exhausted-close-our-eyelids.html' title='til exhausted, close our eyelids'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-2475331037719670346</id><published>2008-11-20T03:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T03:48:25.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>decode</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"How can I decide what's right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you're clouding up my mind?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I can't win,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're losing fight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; All the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not gonna ever own what's mine,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; When you're always taking sides,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you won't take away my pride,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No, not this time,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Not this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How did we get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I used to know you so well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How did we get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well, I think I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; The truth is hiding in your eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And it's hanging on your tongue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Just boiling in my blood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; But you think that I can't see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; What kind of man that you are,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; If you're a man at all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well, I will figure this one out,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; On my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm screaming, "I love you so".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; On my own.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my thoughts you can't decode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you see what we've done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We've gone and made such fools,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Of ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Do you see what we've done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We've gone and made such fools,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Of ourselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How did we get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I used to know you so well, yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; How did we get here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Well, I used to know you so well,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think I know,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I think I know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; There is something I see in you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It might kill me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--ringtones and media links --&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I want it to be true."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Three computers are rendering my 3d animation, yes I'm a computer hog, deal with it! And this is my third night here. I'm in the midst of 'studying' but my mind keeps drifting towards Edward Cullen. I got the Twilight book last week and am about halfway through the book and I'm just completely entranced by Edward. He's so. . . hot. So mysterious, so. . . I cant even find a good enough word to explain it. But, I'm falling. Falling hard for a story book character. Oh, lets get me my own Edward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-2475331037719670346?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/2475331037719670346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=2475331037719670346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2475331037719670346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2475331037719670346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/11/decode.html' title='decode'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7472128745647591466</id><published>2008-11-18T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T15:44:15.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crack the shutters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"You cool your bed-warm hands down on the broken radiator,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; And when you lay them freezing on me, I mumble "can you wake me later?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; But I don't really want you to stop and you know it so it doesn't stop you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; And run your hands from my neck to my chest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Crack the shutters open wide, I wanna bathe you in the light of day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; And just watch you as the rays tangle up around your face and body,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; I could sit for hours finding new ways to be awed each minute,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; Cuz' the daylight seems to want you just as much as I want you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It's been minutes, it's been days, it's been all I will remember,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Happy lost in your hair and the cold side of the pillow,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Your hills and valleys are mapped by my intrepid fingers,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; And in a naked slumber, I dream all this again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Crack the shutters open wide, I wanna bathe you in the light of day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; And just watch you as the rays tangle up around your face and body,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I could sit for hours finding new ways to be awed each minute,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Cuz' the daylight seems to want you just as much as I want you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Crack the shutters open wide, I wanna bathe you in the light of day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; And just watch you as the rays tangle up around your face and body,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I could sit for hours finding new ways to be awed each minute,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Cuz' the daylight seems to want you just as much as I want you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;THE BEST OF SNOW PATROL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I just wanna curl up in bed with a lover and have this song playing over and over and over again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7472128745647591466?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7472128745647591466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7472128745647591466&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7472128745647591466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7472128745647591466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/11/crack-shutters.html' title='crack the shutters'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-6841959037024937276</id><published>2008-11-18T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T03:04:40.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. . . with lack of sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;2.50am - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;digital lab, taylor's college pj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Still working on my 3dmax, been at it since, err 5, 6 maybe? I keep losing the point of being here, which is to set my animation up and just leave it to render, instead I keep adding little unnecessary things here and there; one example, an uber awesome back-to-back wall of album covers. Now who wouldn't want that in their house? NO ONE, I tell ya! I'll render a snapshot and add it in later, hihi. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;"I'm a war, of head versus heart, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt; And it's always this way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt; My head is weak, my heart always speaks, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt; Before I know what it will say."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;These headphones are blasting, I'm really gonna turn deaf soon. Ahh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Currently alone now, sigh so sad everyone has gone away. Some people whom I don't know are in the lab but mummy and daddy told me not to talk to strangers, so I can't talk to them =( Maizan left me for Hasif! But its okay, she invited me=) but I declined, too much work to do! And yet, I'm blogging. Ahh, pick your battles right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt;"If this is the life,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt; Why does it feel so good to die today? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt; Blue to gray,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-family: georgia;"&gt; Grow up and blow away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;NEED SLEEP. This is starting to get depressing, really. Okay, it has been depressing from the start. But hey! I try to be a trooper and face it with my held high. At times. Mostly stuffed into my big warm puffy pillow at home though. Gosh I miss my pillows, and my bed. God my comfortable bed, compliments to Ikea for the amazing mattress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;"And your eyes are the size of the moon,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt; You could 'cause you can so you do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt; We're feeling so good,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt; just the way that we do,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt; When it's nine in the afternoon."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okay back to work! I'll be back later with snapshots of my uber awesome wall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Nights! Or should I say good morning?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Gah, you people are asleep anyways. Lucky bastards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-6841959037024937276?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/6841959037024937276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=6841959037024937276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6841959037024937276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6841959037024937276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/11/with-lack-of-sleep.html' title='. . . with lack of sleep'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-2464410025508068504</id><published>2008-11-15T01:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:43:06.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twilight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="319"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hleO9eT0K0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9hleO9eT0K0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="319"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Give a listen, SERIOUSLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Started listening to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Twilight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'s soundtrack. The movie isn't out yet but the soundtrack hit number 1 in the Billboard Charts straight after it's release last week, beating HSM2's record for most albums sold/downloads err downloaded for a soundtrack, or something like that. So yeah, wanted to find out what the hype was all about. This song is considered to be the 'love theme' of the two main characters Bella and Edward, 'Bella's Lullaby' (movie version, soundtrack version is totally different). Its just so calming, so beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SR21-HiX0FI/AAAAAAAABAw/QbszcLBHcEM/s1600-h/bella_edward5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SR21-HiX0FI/AAAAAAAABAw/QbszcLBHcEM/s320/bella_edward5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268567217873080402" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay so the movie is about vampires, and forbidden love. Didn't Buffy the Vampire Slayer end like years ago? But yeah, its based on this bestselling novel of the same name from a book series that has been referred to as a rival to the Harry Potter franchise, impressive enough, and plus, I'm a sucker for the whole star-crossed lovers thing. I mean come on, who doesn't root for the star-crossed lovers? Romeo and Juliet? They killed themselves to be together. And Buffy and Angel, then Buffy and Spike? Oh don't get me started. (I'm gonna go through all my Buffy novels after this) So anyways yeah, its on my movies-to-watch list. Take note, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;27th November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; in Malaysia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-2464410025508068504?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/2464410025508068504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=2464410025508068504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2464410025508068504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2464410025508068504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/11/twilight.html' title='twilight'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SR21-HiX0FI/AAAAAAAABAw/QbszcLBHcEM/s72-c/bella_edward5.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-8794012647434905940</id><published>2008-11-14T22:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T22:54:08.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>temp obsession</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SR2PgbjOhlI/AAAAAAAABAo/WUfC49Vo7Tg/s1600-h/high-school-musical-3-soundtrack.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SR2PgbjOhlI/AAAAAAAABAo/WUfC49Vo7Tg/s320/high-school-musical-3-soundtrack.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268524926407444050" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The soundtrack has been on my player for the past few days, ON REPEAT. Lol, okay I had a few breaks in between, but seriously, on repeat. And when I change computers, and one doesn't have the mp3 files, I transfer them from my pendrive. Its even in my Sims jukebox! Yes, I can't believe it either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8794012647434905940?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8794012647434905940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8794012647434905940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8794012647434905940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8794012647434905940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/11/temp-obsession.html' title='temp obsession'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SR2PgbjOhlI/AAAAAAAABAo/WUfC49Vo7Tg/s72-c/high-school-musical-3-soundtrack.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-800488113836903972</id><published>2008-11-10T02:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T02:49:38.997+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sunday nights</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"You know that feeling you get on a Sunday where you just have the whole day to yourself, and it's been great, and then you remember you have to go to school the next day, so it ruins the rest of the night?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Can I please make this 'Sunday' last?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2121616239342648478-800488113836903972?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/800488113836903972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=800488113836903972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/800488113836903972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/800488113836903972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/11/sunday-nights.html' title='sunday nights'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-96177407232582095</id><published>2008-11-09T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T23:30:52.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>em yeah lets update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm just anticipating my for-sure-without-a-doubt-bound-to-happen mental meltdown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh and High School Musical 3 was hilarious. Zac Efron's overly exaggerated facial expressions? Okay the guy can dance, but does he not own a mirror? Don't get me wrong, I liked the movie. It was entertaining but spinning walls? Lol, a little too much I gotta say. "They are all high on crack!"- kw, lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-96177407232582095?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/96177407232582095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=96177407232582095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/96177407232582095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/96177407232582095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/11/em-yeah-lets-update.html' title='em yeah lets update'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-5018448304080218834</id><published>2008-11-09T00:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T21:29:21.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a game of tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Miss Jumping Jane tagged me like err 6 days ago. So, here goes nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;1. What’s your ambition?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;     To make the world a prettier place to live in, no seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;2. Who is more important to you? Friends or boy/girlfriend?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thats a tough one. Friends are (or, at least should) always there for you, but then again a boyfriend is too. Unless he dumps you for sumone else. Friends or boyfriend? I'd say both are just as important, but when you have that special sumone, your priorities I guess tend to shift towards him/her, and friends give you their blessings to go and be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;3. How often do you think of committing suicide?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Everytime I'm doing an ID Studio model, or any other college assignment -_-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;4. Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Er, no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;5. How many babies you want?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 3 :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Out of the five senses, what is your favorite?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing, without a doubt. I can't imagine a world without my Gary Lightbody or Ben Gibbard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;7. What is your goal for this year?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Recalling my new year's resolution, sumthing like living life, bla bla bla. Experiencing the world of a nineteen y/o, the good and the bad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;8. Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Eternity love? Like forever and ever and ever? I don't know. I question if I even believe you could love someone for the rest of your life, what more even after you die?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;9. What's a perfect girlfriend/boyfriend like to u? (List 10)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Perfection in my eyes; a) He loves and adores me :) b) Intellectual, not necessarily book smart  c) Witty with an undeniably amazing sense of humor e) Adorable in every single way, to me e) Has a clear sense and idea of what he wants in life f) Capable of tolerating and loving my flaws g) TALL :) h) Super super super caring i) Understands me, and they way I do things j) Exudes confidence k) Has an english accent*, hihi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;10.What feeling do you love most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The feeling of listening to a song or reading lyrics that say every single thing I'm feeling in that particular moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;11. What is your bad habit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; I'm so fickle minded and indecisive, I swear I was born with the attention span of a fish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;12. Is there anything you wanna tell the ppl who hate you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Hate is a form of obsession!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;13. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  I do, but I guess I could do more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;14. What does flying means to you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Being weightless, no burdens or worries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;15. What do you crave for the most currently?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;FREE TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;16. Who do you think is hotter, Chace Crawford or Kevin Peaker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Who the hell is Kevin Peaker?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;17. Describe the person who tagged you in 7 words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Small girl who love para para sakura! :P lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;18.What have you done to make yourself happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;   Just been as happy as I can.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;19. What will u become in another 10 years to come?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; A 29 y/o interior designer :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;20. Do you reread text messages that woo-ed/affect you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;u&gt;Instructions&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Remove one question from above and add in your personal question.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Make a total of 20 questions and tag 8 people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;List them out at the end of the post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Notify them in their cbox that they've been tagged. Whoever does the tag will have blessings from all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TAGGING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;1. Eka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2. Najwa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;3. Pink Nerd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4. Joshie Poo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5. Kitty Kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6. Ellie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;7. Yee Wa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8. Sophia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-5018448304080218834?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/5018448304080218834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=5018448304080218834&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5018448304080218834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5018448304080218834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/11/game-of-tag.html' title='a game of tag'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-8417319706143578394</id><published>2008-11-02T22:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:55:13.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rugrats!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQ29xR-hzDI/AAAAAAAABAY/fdnxvU_FfOs/s1600-h/Rugrats.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 257px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQ29xR-hzDI/AAAAAAAABAY/fdnxvU_FfOs/s320/Rugrats.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264072193802882098" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQ29xzc4J4I/AAAAAAAABAg/TEfbnxvYlbI/s1600-h/rugrats_big.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQ29xzc4J4I/AAAAAAAABAg/TEfbnxvYlbI/s320/rugrats_big.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264072202788546434" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, random. But I suddenly miss the Rugrats. My most favorite, and hands down one of the best cartoons ever. They were the best. And I'm not talking about when they were teens, cause that was kindda er crappy. But the original series, was sooooooooo cute. Never a day went by that I didn't watch the Rugrats. Mom said I was beginning to be like Angelica, lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You think they have their own dvds? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mental note; should go look for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8417319706143578394?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8417319706143578394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8417319706143578394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8417319706143578394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8417319706143578394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/11/rugrats.html' title='rugrats!'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQ29xR-hzDI/AAAAAAAABAY/fdnxvU_FfOs/s72-c/Rugrats.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-2252362297560319467</id><published>2008-11-02T22:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:31:18.762+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;D R O W N I N G.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Not in a pond. Not in a lake. Not even a freaking sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But a freaking OCEAN of assignments!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And I can't swim ;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-2252362297560319467?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/2252362297560319467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=2252362297560319467&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2252362297560319467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2252362297560319467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/11/im.html' title='i&apos;m . .'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-4930901796977072576</id><published>2008-10-31T23:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T00:36:35.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;p&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;y &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;a&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;l&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;w&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;We should be out trick or treating =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Anyways SABD -Taylor's School of Architecture, Building and Design did this Halloween dress up to class thingy yesterday. Yes, we did know that yesterday was not Halloween. What do you take us for? Most of the sabd students don't have classes on Fridays so yeah, Thursday was our closest option. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQstKNrXk5I/AAAAAAAABAI/CceK98pqmBw/s1600-h/blablabla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQstKNrXk5I/AAAAAAAABAI/CceK98pqmBw/s320/blablabla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263350243006059410" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;arizz&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, foxy cleopatra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQst7K8ce1I/AAAAAAAABAQ/zc2SCgpqcpg/s1600-h/kw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQst7K8ce1I/AAAAAAAABAQ/zc2SCgpqcpg/s320/kw.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263351084085967698" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;kw, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kabuki man&lt;/span&gt;  justin, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;father justin&lt;/span&gt;  sophia, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abused child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQstJpK1eUI/AAAAAAAABAA/2XayeOMAqeY/s1600-h/blabla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQstJpK1eUI/AAAAAAAABAA/2XayeOMAqeY/s320/blabla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263350233205930306" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQstJInUAkI/AAAAAAAAA_4/aVDiS0-ZAuA/s1600-h/bla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQstJInUAkI/AAAAAAAAA_4/aVDiS0-ZAuA/s320/bla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263350224467001922" border="2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ellie, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nelly yuki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I was attempting to channel my inner &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Aphrodite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; but all except for two , assumed I was an angel minus the wings- Mr Hong who asked if I was Cleopatra wtf, well at least he noticed me hihi and Linda, the only person the whole day that got my Greek attempt. All in all, totally fun day. The juniors totally kicked our asses with their full head to toe outfits, good sports! Last time I dressed up like that, I was 7/8, and a barbie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Now back to the boring life, more like lack there of, of an interior design student. Studio is gonna leave me with ping pong sized swollen eyes and multiples breakdowns, and that doesn't even mean that it gets done. And this isn't even the final model yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3D Max's 30sec animation, Services' report(done) presentation and exam, Architecture History's essay presentation and exam, IMF's material board and journal, and Studio's never ending reign of hell- all crammed in between now and the start of December. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oh my god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*pooper just died&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;+ images courtesy of missycherrio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-4930901796977072576?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SQstKNrXk5I/AAAAAAAABAI/CceK98pqmBw/s72-c/blablabla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-977241191727572271</id><published>2008-10-28T02:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T12:23:09.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'cause all i want</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Oh I wish I could just stay up on that damn hill with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-977241191727572271?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-5828232990900566203</id><published>2008-10-19T05:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T05:05:33.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Perfect timing pal ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;thanks, that's all I needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-5828232990900566203?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/5828232990900566203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=5828232990900566203&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5828232990900566203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5828232990900566203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/10/perfect-timing-pal-thanks-thats-all-i.html' title=''/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7093023555597698790</id><published>2008-10-19T01:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:43:19.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of momentary lightings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm taking a break from my Building Services 2 report for a blog entry. I'm giving myself till 4 to finish up my part and there's only 2 hours left and I'm tired and sleepy and potentially soon going to freak out and how the fuck (and why?) should I know what kind of fluorescent light bulbs the library uses? Gah, I can't know everything you know! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A year, and the remainder of this semester left, hang in there Siti! This will be all over in no time, and hopefully(fingers crossed) be in another country by the end of it. Sigh. I can't wait to get outta Malaysia. I'm not looking down on my beloved &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;tanah air&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; but I just need something different, sumthing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, than what Malaysia offers. Plus I just miss dressing up for four seasons. Was playing The Sims 2 just the other day, the *sumthingsumthing family was experiencing winter in their poofy winter coats and building snowmans and making snow angels, I was on the verge of tears. The 16° celcius air generated from the air conditioner just isn't the same. I miss the feeling of layering my clothes with a winter jacket, and slipping my fingers into gloves before heading out to school in the mornings, and warming up to a nice hot drink when indoors. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Another year Siti, just another year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lighter note: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;This is what I love about you and I. After all that happened and all that was said in the course of two hours, we talked our way through it and still had a great time together. "We learn by going through our hurdles, not by thinking of how to tackle them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;" Well said baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I wouldn't trade our moments like this for the world. Happy Belated 8th Anniversary love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7093023555597698790?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7093023555597698790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7093023555597698790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7093023555597698790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7093023555597698790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/10/of-momentary-lightings.html' title='of momentary lightings'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-2852934271771906655</id><published>2008-10-11T00:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T00:30:15.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my aim is true</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;"Oh it's so funny to be seeing you after so long, girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;And with the way you look I understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;that you are not impressed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;But I heard you let that little friend of mine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;take off your party dress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;I'm not going to get too sentimental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;like those other sticky valentines,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;'cause I don't know if you've been loving somebody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;I only know it isn't mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;Alison, I know this world is killing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;Oh, Alison, my aim is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;Well I see you've got a husband now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;Did he leave your pretty fingers lying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;in the wedding cake?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;You used to hold him right in your hand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;I'll bet he took all he could take.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;Sometimes I wish that I could stop you from talking&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;when I hear the silly things that you say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;I think somebody better put out the big light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;cause I can't stand to see you this way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;Alison, I know this world is killing you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;Oh, Alison, my aim is true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 51);"&gt;My aim is true."&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Elvis Costello, Alison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Simply breathtaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Weird how something that has totally no relevance, and completely nothing to do with you can leave you feeling. . .  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;affected&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. I guess that's kindda the point huh? Subtle wake up call that we, more of often than not, take for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't explain it. I can't be bothered to do so, I have trouble enough attempting to make sense of it to myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I feel. . . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Maybe its just me, or do you see it happening too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-2852934271771906655?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/2852934271771906655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=2852934271771906655&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2852934271771906655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2852934271771906655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-aim-is-true.html' title='my aim is true'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-4859528779562401485</id><published>2008-09-24T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:27:19.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's just you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SNpIFomgynI/AAAAAAAAA_g/WwWgAi8yaSs/s1600-h/DSCN3746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SNpIFomgynI/AAAAAAAAA_g/WwWgAi8yaSs/s320/DSCN3746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249587577289230962" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"With the moonlight dancing free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; And there’s no one but you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; There’s no reason to go astray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Please stay,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-4859528779562401485?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/4859528779562401485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=4859528779562401485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4859528779562401485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4859528779562401485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-just-you.html' title='it&apos;s just you'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SNpIFomgynI/AAAAAAAAA_g/WwWgAi8yaSs/s72-c/DSCN3746.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7065351306426226945</id><published>2008-09-19T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:55:05.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i want more coconut ice cream pls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;"&gt;"Life comes to those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;that'll&lt;/span&gt; choose the regular news&lt;br /&gt;over playing the blues with the light on."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaahhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, the end of another &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; week!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;But no, seriously, the week had it's highlights; the rainbow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;poopers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; turned 7 months, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://jumpingjane.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;jumpingjane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; turned 19, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;buka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;puasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Arizz's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;fantabulous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;! :) Going to the bazaar together and buying almost every type of food available there. Oh, and later going for drinks and the best coconut ice cream I've tasted ever! And &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;pictionary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;! Mosquito, batman, dinner bell, witch doctor? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lolz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. So so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;NEED A BREAK FROM COLLEGE. Well, actually not really. Assignments aren't piling up, just yet. Or maybe they are, I'm just not aware of them. Hm, wouldn't be a surprise. Sigh. Pushing that aside, just plain lazy to go for classes. They drag on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;foreveeeeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Thank god &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;theres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; H² to keep things interesting! Submitted Interior Design Studio 2's 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; assignment earlier. A total of 10 hours to complete the whole model (not bad actually, if I do say so myself), with 9 hours of useless attempts beforehand. The next assignment is like its own horror movie. 9 freaking weeks to do the whole thing. Sounds long huh? Hell no! Not with the amount of research and study models and drawings and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;godknowswhatelse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; we have to come up with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WANT TO GO SHOPPING. Probably will go tomorrow. Wonder how I'm gonna shop tho considering my wallet currently holds a one ringgit note, and sum loose change. I'd be thankful if I could pay the highway toll with that much. Sigh. Sigh. Sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Ever heard of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Unhooking A DD-Cup Bra Without Fumbling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;? No its not a how-to for inexperienced guys, sorry to disappoint you. Its the next book on my list. Still haven't gotten After Dark either :( Such a dilemma choosing between After Dark and Time Traveller's Wife. Time Traveller's Wife has lived up to the expectations I say. Not nearly done yet tho, am rusty with the whole reading fast thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Can't believe One Tree Hill has had 3 new episodes and I have seen zero! And I call myself a fan. Such an embarrassment! Wonder what other shows have new seasons up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Omg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, more Derek and Meredith &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;puhleeeeease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. September 25th, I will count the days!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, I probably should go now. Not that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Im&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; in a hurry or anything. Bah, do I need a reason for everything I do? Let me be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Goodnigth folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7065351306426226945?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7065351306426226945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7065351306426226945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7065351306426226945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7065351306426226945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-want-more-coconut-ice-cream-pls.html' title='i want more coconut ice cream pls'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-6223757328524587727</id><published>2008-09-15T22:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T22:48:03.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>snip snip</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mummy cooked crab today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I just love her :):)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh yeah, I cut my hair today. Totally impulsive, it was one of those in-the-moment, must-do-now kind of things. I think I like it :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want to shop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No sightings today :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Not happy today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Time for P.S. I Love You.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; Lets save the sappy love notes between the two of us, and I'll just say that I love you with every beat of my tiny heart. Happy 7th Monthiversary Baby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-6223757328524587727?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/6223757328524587727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=6223757328524587727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6223757328524587727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6223757328524587727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/09/snip-snip.html' title='snip snip'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-6188230506151849109</id><published>2008-09-14T14:37:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T15:01:20.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post party, mid assignment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I want to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid IMF assignment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, what a sad life I live these days.&lt;br /&gt;And it was so almost perfect a week ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is my anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;Whats in store for us tomorrow baby?&lt;br /&gt;More assignments? YEAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least last night was a major success.&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY MAIZAN AND ARIZZ. &lt;/strong&gt;LOVE YOU LONG TIME. We had Chili's and Strudel's cakes, and I got my own party hat! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMy1B9n8bZI/AAAAAAAAA_I/IjX2UHjvVak/s1600-h/n672511135_1757756_3092.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245766711306382738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMy1B9n8bZI/AAAAAAAAA_I/IjX2UHjvVak/s320/n672511135_1757756_3092.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMy1CF2v2qI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/kvHsn8WlCCg/s1600-h/n672511135_1757763_5879.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245766713515956898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMy1CF2v2qI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/kvHsn8WlCCg/s320/n672511135_1757763_5879.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245766716160373954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMy1CPtOdMI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/WXt1evj5TP4/s320/n672511135_1757706_7071.jpg" border="1" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Arizz's present&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Back to assignments :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't even have time for H².&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&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/2121616239342648478-6188230506151849109?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/6188230506151849109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=6188230506151849109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6188230506151849109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6188230506151849109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/09/post-party-mid-assignment.html' title='post party, mid assignment'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMy1B9n8bZI/AAAAAAAAA_I/IjX2UHjvVak/s72-c/n672511135_1757756_3092.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-1240672161312636704</id><published>2008-09-11T01:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T01:21:30.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clo clo clo ser</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Guess what, guess what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm done with my 3DMax, yeay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Well, at least I think I'm done. Knowing me, I might've forgotten sumthing, but lets hope not. So till tomorrow in class when I review everything before burning it into a cd for Karlson, lets just say I'm done :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;Guess what, guess what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Kat and I were sooo extremely plus plus plus happy today(Sept 10th). Like, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;zomg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; estatic. Okay so maybe Kat was happier since she had that little hand moment, and I didn't :( boohoo! Damn you Kat! But its okay, I is happy for you :) Sooooo can't wait for our tshirts and the whole look. The others kept saying how pathetic the both of us were. Sigh, can't say I disagree. It's like we've created our own level of patheticness, lol. In a total league of our own. Oh, the things we do for our HFC!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMf91tXoUkI/AAAAAAAAA_A/Q0NYAZtooQk/s1600-h/IMG_9190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMf91tXoUkI/AAAAAAAAA_A/Q0NYAZtooQk/s320/IMG_9190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244439390249833026" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;the hfc members in the center&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;This little (actually not so little, not little at all really) obsession can't be healthy. Lol. Or maybe it is? Hey, I attended an architecture lecture willingly today, and actually paid full attention. Not one yawn throughout the whole hour. Haha, see, that's motivation I tell ya. (the things I tell myself to justify my insane and inexplainable actions) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Babyyyy, you're still my number one tho ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I wish I was on a boat now. . or, or by a pool. . ) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night folks!&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/2121616239342648478-1240672161312636704?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/1240672161312636704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=1240672161312636704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1240672161312636704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1240672161312636704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/09/clo-clo-clo-ser.html' title='clo clo clo ser'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMf91tXoUkI/AAAAAAAAA_A/Q0NYAZtooQk/s72-c/IMG_9190.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-9067986209942890396</id><published>2008-09-09T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T00:00:00.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>little wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maizan and Hairul Affiq and Hau Yee and Amir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-9067986209942890396?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/9067986209942890396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=9067986209942890396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/9067986209942890396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/9067986209942890396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/09/little-wishes.html' title='little wishes'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-1277383097197094331</id><published>2008-09-08T21:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:58:14.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the water, the sand, and hfc (hihi. .)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUKX6odpNI/AAAAAAAAA-I/HCR5R2aa1oU/s1600-h/CIMG4953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUKX6odpNI/AAAAAAAAA-I/HCR5R2aa1oU/s320/CIMG4953.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243608747135050962" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Divers do it deeper, longer + come out satisfied! (also wetter).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Back from Redang- tanned, exhausted, and missing the beach already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I can't believe there was ever a point that I was actually dreading the trip. Tell me now, what could be better than having a beach site visit for your assignment, with all your classmates and lecturers who are as playful and carefree as you are? Seriously &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; seriously, nothing you come up with could top the weekend I just had.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUjJxrmonI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/0l8UsScNyo0/s1600-h/n672511135_1731204_6830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUjJxrmonI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/0l8UsScNyo0/s320/n672511135_1731204_6830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243635992004829810" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The scenery was amazing; sparkling clear water, soft white sand, endless blue skies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Practically a vacation, all we had to do was look for a site, and the rest of the weekend was for us to enjoy; snorkeling(terrifying at first since fyi I can't swim to save my life, but super fun once I got the hang of it, and seeing all the fishes in a whole palette of colors was unforgettable), playing by the beach, swimming, lazing around in the hammocks, coconuting, and karaoke-ing at night.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUkJg-bI_I/AAAAAAAAA-g/fpW2DZbQr7o/s1600-h/DSCN5403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUkJg-bI_I/AAAAAAAAA-g/fpW2DZbQr7o/s320/DSCN5403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243637087031993330" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUkJxH7UxI/AAAAAAAAA-o/rHoAVsJMVxw/s1600-h/DSCN5406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUkJxH7UxI/AAAAAAAAA-o/rHoAVsJMVxw/s320/DSCN5406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243637091366818578" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Shaded by the coconut trees,&lt;br /&gt;and cooled by the ocean breeze,&lt;br /&gt;best place for an evening nap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My favourite spot; the hammock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;It was all so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; perfect (minus motion sickness from the bumpy bus/boat rides). Having my other rainbow pooping half would have been the icing on the cake, the cherry on my sundae, to make the whole trip perfect :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUghtFSYdI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/3TLSBbAZQyQ/s1600-h/DSCN5483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUghtFSYdI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/3TLSBbAZQyQ/s320/DSCN5483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243633104552354258" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUneiCJwBI/AAAAAAAAA-4/YpiH3XSNBNQ/s1600-h/n672511135_1736254_3829.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUneiCJwBI/AAAAAAAAA-4/YpiH3XSNBNQ/s320/n672511135_1736254_3829.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243640746628202514" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The whole gang. Guess the ass?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUneWoX_NI/AAAAAAAAA-w/4DBXVSwNWFs/s1600-h/n672511135_1736377_4162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SMUneWoX_NI/AAAAAAAAA-w/4DBXVSwNWFs/s320/n672511135_1736377_4162.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243640743567293650" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Best trip evahhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; REDANG YOU WILL BE MISSED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Now back to the harsh reality of Interior Design assignments. *dramatic sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;PS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Kat and I came back with a new &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;yummy little obsession&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ;) *dreamy sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. It was always kinda lingering around, but Redang just amplified it to a whole new level, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. HFC tshirts, dead serious lor Kat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;** Images courtesy of MissyCherrio aka Ellie, Maizan and my trusty Nikon camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-1277383097197094331?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/1277383097197094331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=1277383097197094331&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1277383097197094331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>for the weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Off to Redang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Err yeay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8729930076778296301?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8729930076778296301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8729930076778296301&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8729930076778296301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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georgia;"&gt;Najat doesn't like furry animals :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Oh, Selamat Hari Merdeka aka Happy 51st Independence day Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I WANT AYAM PENYET :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Okay, goodnight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8424408555559291067?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8424408555559291067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8424408555559291067&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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here please =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SKmRc1cdllI/AAAAAAAAA9w/ChLoMgvJUH4/s1600-h/1dylanscandystore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SKmRc1cdllI/AAAAAAAAA9w/ChLoMgvJUH4/s320/1dylanscandystore.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235875966363735634" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So fucking sinfully delicious candy heaven: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dylan's Candy Bar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SKmRc7wNULI/AAAAAAAAA94/jKQrG7J7u38/s1600-h/1131408821_7967.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" 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type='text'>keeping you posted</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hey Hello Hi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Two weeks of college, and I need a fucking break.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A day and a half for the first assignment, now a week for the 2nd. Fingers are in cuts and scratches, and their both for the same subject. I'm almost always falling asleep in Interior Materials &amp;amp; Finishes, Architecture History is a bore, Building Services is borderline, but Miss needs to work on her pronunciation. Oh, and 3D Max is a bitch. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; font-family: georgia;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SJ5uKPNTziI/AAAAAAAAAtA/dg2rLplMrl4/s320/weekend-links-01-08-08.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232740939211197986" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Now back to designing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-6037120320486803140?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/6037120320486803140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=6037120320486803140&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6037120320486803140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6037120320486803140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/08/keeping-you-posted.html' title='keeping you posted'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SJ5uKPNTziI/AAAAAAAAAtA/dg2rLplMrl4/s72-c/weekend-links-01-08-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-1498475169046284660</id><published>2008-07-27T02:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T02:23:02.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headlights on dark roads</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;For once I want to be the car crash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Not always just the traffic jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Hit me hard enough to wake me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; And lead me wild to your dark roads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Headlights, before me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; So beautiful, so clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Reach out, and take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; 'Cause I'm so tired of all this fear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; My tongue is lost, oh I can't tell you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Please just see it in my eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; I pull up thorns from our ripped bodies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; And let the blood fall in my mouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Headlights, before me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; So beautiful, so clear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; Reach out, and take it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; 'Cause I'm so tired of all this fear       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-1498475169046284660?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/1498475169046284660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=1498475169046284660&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1498475169046284660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1498475169046284660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/headlights-on-dark-roads.html' title='headlights on dark roads'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-3314384561097783532</id><published>2008-07-25T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T23:27:31.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>walter :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="405" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vky6pSywJYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vky6pSywJYM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="405" height="335"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Walter, whats the best way to end a fight with your spouse?"&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;                                                - "Hit and run."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-3314384561097783532?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/3314384561097783532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=3314384561097783532&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3314384561097783532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3314384561097783532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/walter.html' title='walter :)'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7079468451908172415</id><published>2008-07-25T02:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T03:01:03.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simply be ca-ause</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I think my brother's room is breeding baby cockroaches. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I swear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I managed not to puke today :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;1-0. Take that potential bulimia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Seriously, what is up with missing friends? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Someone shine some light on this for me please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm starting to lose hope, maybe isn't even worth my time anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I understand I might come off as somewhat dramatic sometimes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I assure you I am not your typical teenage drama queen, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm more melodramatic, really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I believe life is about phases.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I believe I'm going through one now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'll tell you about it when I found out what it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It feels weird being the only one blogging on here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Even though technically this actually was my blog alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Sigh, my attachment issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Siti, when will you ever learn?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7079468451908172415?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7079468451908172415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7079468451908172415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7079468451908172415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7079468451908172415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/simply-be-ca-ause.html' title='simply be ca-ause'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-8624774930893042021</id><published>2008-07-23T20:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T21:32:49.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>okay, im back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://invertedalpha.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eka's blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;If you feel like writing with me today, I suggest you to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;List down 5 to 10 things that you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;want, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;the things you personally want for you, yourself. (No Miss Malaysia "Save Mother Nature" thingmajiggy.) Then, think of a very one thing that you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;need.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Make sure you haven't owned any of the things from your list."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;5 to 10 things I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;want&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Only &lt;/span&gt;5 to 10 things?&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Money to last me a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Oh, come on. Don't make that face at me. Who wouldn't want this? Seriously, be honest with yourself. Who wouldn't want financial security? I'm not even talking about splurging on a luxurious yacht or anything like that, just enough so you know you'll never have to worry about where you'll be resting your bones at night, and maybe a little extra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;More freedom.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Making my own decisions, living on my own, not live in Malaysia(nothing personal against Malaysia). Guess that's a little far fetched since I don't make my own money yet, but that's why the money wish came first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;To be able to travel to wherever in the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;To see the world, take in all the differences, and be awed by God's, as well as mankind's creations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Attend the Glastonbury Music Festival. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't even have to elaborate on this one. At least once in my whole entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;To be successful&lt;/span&gt; at whatever it is I decide to do with my life. Be it an Interior Designer, or a suburban housewife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave the wants at 5, for now. Can't really think of more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;need&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;To be assured that I will always have my loved ones with me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;always always always&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8624774930893042021?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8624774930893042021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8624774930893042021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8624774930893042021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8624774930893042021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/okay-im-back.html' title='okay, im back'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-3793639963288832125</id><published>2008-07-23T20:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:34:59.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and the ringing from this empty sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Why do we grow hair on our legs? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Shaving is a bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I keep puking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;If I had a superhero power, it would be flying. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I wish I could fly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Why do I keep coming back here?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I think I'm on the verge of bulimia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Why do we constantly feel the need to prove ourselves?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Driving really fast calms me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;College is starting in 4 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Why are college fees so expensive? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I'm bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Can you tell?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Why do people say 'money doesn't grow on trees'?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Money is made from paper and paper comes from trees,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so technically they do grow on trees right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I like the taste of Maalox Plus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Its easier locating a missing horse than missing friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I miss my pet rabbit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Thinking too much hurts my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;(i'll come back with more later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-3793639963288832125?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/3793639963288832125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=3793639963288832125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3793639963288832125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3793639963288832125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-ringing-from-this-empty-sound.html' title='and the ringing from this empty sound'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-5467087821046999972</id><published>2008-07-21T23:09:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T01:19:43.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jack ain't just a boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SISqc7dN-tI/AAAAAAAAAqw/C7LUxnq-i9c/s1600-h/DSCN5219.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SISqc7dN-tI/AAAAAAAAAqw/C7LUxnq-i9c/s320/DSCN5219.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225488881629919954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chicken's brother; yet to be named&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I don't know if saying today was an eventful day would be an understatement, but it was, hands down, one hell of a day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Friends, food, and drinks. Laughter, playful insults, and just plain stupidity. And what would a  great day be without an 'awkward' silence moment?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"How heavy was the polar bear?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"So heavy he broke the ice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh Arizz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SIS4bGxxygI/AAAAAAAAArQ/3LYsRnFDReM/s1600-h/DSCN5117.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SIS4bGxxygI/AAAAAAAAArQ/3LYsRnFDReM/s320/DSCN5117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225504243471993346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look closely, or not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And oh yeah, wanna know what your beloved rainbow pooper here managed to do with her car? Here's the story, two cars, we were driving to Rajiv's condo in Desa Sri Hartamas, passed security, gave them my student id and in return I was given a huge ass visitor's pass to place on my dashboard. Driving in, we reached the visitors' designated parking area, Rajiv turned in to park Josh's car, and I followed by turning in to park beside him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Normally, drivers would probably turn into a spot, then reverse out to straighten the car, then drive back in, correct? Yeah well, I don't. Here's how I usually park my car; I turn in, and if there isn't a wall or a car or anything blocking my path(if there is, I'll resort to following the above steps), I'll drive further in, stop, and reverse my car to straighten it out. It hasn't failed me yet, well till today. Rajiv parked, he had a wall in front of him. On my side, there was ample space for me to drive in before I hit a wall. So I drove in. Guess what happened next?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SISw0OsL2lI/AAAAAAAAAq4/v6aUqLOStXY/s1600-h/DSCN5190.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SISw0OsL2lI/AAAAAAAAAq4/v6aUqLOStXY/s320/DSCN5190.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225495878999726674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my front tyre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;In my defense, my headlights were shining as bright as the sun, it hazed my judgment regarding the levels on the floor. I swear it look like a flat terrain! Freaked out, I reversed. The car didn't budge, no surprise there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SISw0CavgvI/AAAAAAAAArA/2dhTx-BnUlQ/s1600-h/DSCN5189.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SISw0CavgvI/AAAAAAAAArA/2dhTx-BnUlQ/s320/DSCN5189.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225495875705340658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the boys attempting to lift my car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Thank god for the boys; today would have ended totally differently if they weren't around. Tried lifting the car, no luck. Tried lifting the car again with me slamming on reverse, no luck either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"A jack, we need a jack."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; Amazing, I didn't have mine. Josh had his, but just the jack, nothing else. Rajiv and Arizz rushed back to Rajiv's house to get their jacks while Josh, Yee Wa, Kar Weng and I were left to keep an eye on my dear car. Yee Wa and Josh were talking, and doing other stuff, Kar Weng and I ended up dancing in the middle of the road. Too bad we were in a mini-crisis, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;totally almost had a moment right there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SIS4a3TL-ZI/AAAAAAAAArI/12ENl-L9cRI/s1600-h/DSCN5200.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SIS4a3TL-ZI/AAAAAAAAArI/12ENl-L9cRI/s320/DSCN5200.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225504239317154194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;josh; caught with his pants down&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fast forward- Arizz and Rajiv got back with two jacks, and we had a workshop's number on standby just in case our &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;brilliant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; plans failed us. While jacking up the car, two guys came down to the parking area and offered to help. Jacked the car, layed the tyres on bricks, and reversed out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. The guy who was helping us was behind the wheel as he was reversing my car. Although I am ever so grateful for his kind help, if his foot hadn't been quick to slam the brakes, I'd be driving home without a door.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you Kar Weng, Josh and Rajiv,&lt;/span&gt; for getting down and sweaty to jack and push my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you two unknown guys,&lt;/span&gt; for helping them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you Arizz,&lt;/span&gt; for being big, blond and beautiful and calling the workshop, and Proton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you Yee Wa,&lt;/span&gt; for moral support and agreeing with me on how fun the whole incident was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SIS4bR7tyXI/AAAAAAAAArY/GcKkPkcnlRQ/s1600-h/DSCN5210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SIS4bR7tyXI/AAAAAAAAArY/GcKkPkcnlRQ/s320/DSCN5210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225504246466464114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Crisis over, back to our original plan to hang out by the pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SIS7FGDRl4I/AAAAAAAAAr4/Ts_S5kcF4G4/s1600-h/DSCN5235.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SIS7FGDRl4I/AAAAAAAAAr4/Ts_S5kcF4G4/s320/DSCN5235.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225507163854706562" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;poolside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SIS77hDwclI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/fxKrijZlvkw/s1600-h/DSCN5253.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SIS7EWM1JxI/AAAAAAAAArg/jpp7ognVxxw/s320/DSCN5217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225507151009883922" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Home by 10.30 - Sorry Mom and Dad, who could've known I'd get myself into that mess now right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;"And we'll remember this when we are old and ancient,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Though the specifics might be vague,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;And I'll say, "Your camisole was a sprightly light magenta,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;When, in fact, it was a nappy bluish grey,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- July, July!; the decemberists&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/2121616239342648478-5467087821046999972?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/5467087821046999972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=5467087821046999972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5467087821046999972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5467087821046999972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/jack-isnt-just-boy.html' title='jack ain&apos;t just a boy'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SISqc7dN-tI/AAAAAAAAAqw/C7LUxnq-i9c/s72-c/DSCN5219.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-414631303376710363</id><published>2008-07-19T00:05:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T00:24:27.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the postal service - cark gable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I was waiting for a cross-town train&lt;br /&gt;In the London underground&lt;br /&gt;When it struck me&lt;br /&gt;That I've been waiting since birth to find&lt;br /&gt;A love that would look and sound&lt;br /&gt;Like a movie&lt;br /&gt;So I changed my plans&lt;br /&gt;I rented a camera and a van&lt;br /&gt;And then I called you&lt;br /&gt;"I need you to pretend that we are in love again"&lt;br /&gt;And you agreed to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so badly to believe&lt;br /&gt;That there is truth, that love is real&lt;br /&gt;And I want life in every word&lt;br /&gt;To the extent that it's absurd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I greased the lens and framed the shot&lt;br /&gt;Using a friend&lt;br /&gt;As my stand-in&lt;br /&gt;The script, it called for rain&lt;br /&gt;But it was clear that day&lt;br /&gt;So we faked it&lt;br /&gt;The marker snapped&lt;br /&gt;And I yelled, "Quiet on the set!"&lt;br /&gt;And then called, "Action!"&lt;br /&gt;And I kissed you in a style&lt;br /&gt;Clark Gable would have admired&lt;br /&gt;(I thought it classic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want so badly to believe&lt;br /&gt;That there is truth, that love is real&lt;br /&gt;And I want life in every word&lt;br /&gt;To the extent that it's absurd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you're wise beyond your years&lt;br /&gt;But do you ever get the fear&lt;br /&gt;That your perfect verse is just a lie&lt;br /&gt;You tell yourself to help you get by?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Oh Ben! Yet again Singapore has won another amazing concert over us. You guys already have Jason Mraz and Travis, amongst others, for SingFest. Greedy pricks. You can have your MAA back! Give us our Death Cab For Cutie! :(:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Batman: The Dark Knight was incredible! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No, seriously. Spectacular. Two and a half hours of pure entertainment I tell ya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay, back to being depressed about Death Cab.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-414631303376710363?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/414631303376710363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=414631303376710363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/414631303376710363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/414631303376710363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/postal-service-clark-gabl.html' title='the postal service - cark gable'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-600030505172916324</id><published>2008-07-18T14:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T15:15:25.815+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and your status?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Did you know that 2 large pizzas from Domino's, one hand tossed and another thin crust, costs RM65.60? I didn't. Sorry Mommy :) Cross your fingers for the delivery boy to get here after 2.15pm and we get a free pizza/voucher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You know when you sign up for those online communities, Facebook and Myspace, just to name a few, then you have to key in your personal details and what not. Then you get to the Relationship Section. Click on a little arrow that points downwards, and a drop box appears with multiple choice answers to make your life a little easier;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a. Single&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;b. In A Relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;c. Engaged&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;d. Married&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;e. It's Complicated&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;f. In An Open Relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So okay, Single means you don't have anyone particularly special in your life, In A Relationship acknowledges the existence of a boyfriend/girlfriend, Engaged means you've been booked, and Married obviously means the booking followed through. It's Complicated, no explanation needed I think, pretty much says it all huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Damn, 2.07pm. They're early!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Ahhh, fatty high calorie food, how yummy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On to the last one, In An Open Relationship. I've never gotten that one. Some say an Open Relationship means its a non-exclusive thing. So you can see other people at the same. No commitment, or just not committed to only one person, if that's even possible. So em, isn't that just like being single and dating? Or just having a lot of 'friends'? But since its a 'relationship', you probably get to hook up with your partner occasionally, but remember, no commitments! Friends with benefits anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Dark Knight later today, hopefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Mommyyyyyyy, can I go out?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Lets hope shes still in a good mood :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(she said yes!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-600030505172916324?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/600030505172916324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=600030505172916324&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/600030505172916324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/600030505172916324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/and-your-status.html' title='and your status?'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-5931413246509522450</id><published>2008-07-18T00:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T00:36:01.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SH9y1MvhrLI/AAAAAAAAAqI/lVwPjhA7R5U/s320/n672511135_1456683_9780.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224020351052262578" border="1" /&gt;Sumpah MALAS to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Just wanted pictures up.&lt;br /&gt;You guys come up with your own stories tonight k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SH9zGwRJpcI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/WVxOrBad5dc/s320/n672511135_1456655_9695.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224020652646311362" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No weird dreams tonight k please?&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, goodnight people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-5931413246509522450?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/5931413246509522450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=5931413246509522450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5931413246509522450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5931413246509522450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/sumpah-malas-to-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SH9y1MvhrLI/AAAAAAAAAqI/lVwPjhA7R5U/s72-c/n672511135_1456683_9780.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-6824699787791913526</id><published>2008-07-15T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T23:59:18.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE/sex</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; font-family: georgia;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SHyvkId_hxI/AAAAAAAAApg/YQgW_LHIMNY/s320/DSCN5026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223242703126365970" border="1" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;July 15th 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, marks 5 months of us pooping rainbows together. Through traffic jams and highways,  thumb drives and laptops, cinnabons and a bun, a book on cats and another on God, a sandwich and tears, caffeine and arcade games, baby sounds and a banana, and a flask of mushroom soup; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Happy Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, dear boyfriend. With all that my little heart can muster, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I love you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Don't ever stop pooping rainbows with me, okay? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SHy0WK8bq6I/AAAAAAAAAqA/jR88xh_wO2Y/s320/DSCN5013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223247960830880674" border="1" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'Cos you know I'd never leave you high and dry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;July 15th 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, is the day we start to share some of our 'pooping rainbow' spirit with the world. (or at least as far as our cars and fuel will allow us to go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SHymtfF6N7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/WSA1-nGrr38/s1600-h/DSCN4987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SHymtfF6N7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/WSA1-nGrr38/s320/DSCN4987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223232968213542834" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;LOVE/SEX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Guess who came up with which word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; font-family: georgia;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SHyms7zCsmI/AAAAAAAAApA/64JG4yW_10E/s320/DSCN4974.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223232958739165794" border="1" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; font-family: georgia;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SHymtPYscNI/AAAAAAAAApI/d2aPJAZ0s4o/s320/DSCN4976.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223232963997364434" border="1" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; font-family: georgia;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SHyxAJepzrI/AAAAAAAAAp4/_mSVhsjXypk/s320/DSCN5012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223244283945537202" border="1" /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; font-family: georgia;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SHymtQOQMTI/AAAAAAAAApY/DZJVkbEfk28/s320/DSCN5010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223232964222005554" border="1" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-6824699787791913526?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/6824699787791913526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=6824699787791913526&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6824699787791913526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6824699787791913526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/lovesex.html' title='LOVE/sex'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SHyvkId_hxI/AAAAAAAAApg/YQgW_LHIMNY/s72-c/DSCN5026.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7153828520188908136</id><published>2008-07-10T20:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T20:30:44.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take note</title><content type='html'>&lt;u style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Puking 101&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Places to puke;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;1. The toilet bowl-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;position &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;a)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; standing, toilet bowl in front of you, feet spread apart at shoulder's width, one hand placed on tank, the other on your back, face down, body heaving accordingly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;position&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt; b) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;sitting on the bathroom floor, toilet bowl beside you, arms hugging the seat, head just above the bowl, beware of unwanted backlash splashes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Places not to puke;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;1. The floor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;2. The sink (hint: chunks)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;3. Your bed (nothing worse than sleeping in the stench of your own vomit)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SHX_UTkTyHI/AAAAAAAAAo4/uHPT2YdzdnQ/s1600-h/DSCN4893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SHX_UTkTyHI/AAAAAAAAAo4/uHPT2YdzdnQ/s320/DSCN4893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221360067320989810" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7153828520188908136?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7153828520188908136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7153828520188908136&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7153828520188908136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7153828520188908136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/take-note.html' title='take note'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SHX_UTkTyHI/AAAAAAAAAo4/uHPT2YdzdnQ/s72-c/DSCN4893.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-418720068688472557</id><published>2008-07-07T22:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T23:10:53.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cos mad cow disease was taken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Premenstrual Syndrome: Why, oh why, do you bring me down? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Add in a case of the common flu and a bad headache, oh you just know how to bring me down.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;People keep talking about that certain political figure that could or could not be gay, I don't know, its just what I hear. I don't read the papers, something I should start doing, I know. Its just too hard, the papers too long, and my attention span is too short. Whats the big hype anyways? Why is it so important to find out what he chooses to do behind closed doors and with whom? Isn't that for him and God to deal with? Power hungry men losing sight of the fine line between upholding justice and playing God. I wonder who's running our country while our so called leaders are busy playing guess who kissed who behind the bleachers. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;My head hurts; my mind hurts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Goodnight young ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;(to my dear boyfriend, for god's sakes please update!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-418720068688472557?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/418720068688472557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=418720068688472557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/418720068688472557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/418720068688472557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/cause-mad-cow-disease-was-taken.html' title='cos mad cow disease was taken'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-755053171469704442</id><published>2008-07-04T21:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T21:26:38.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blah blah blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Because life is just blah blah blah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"We hope for blah, and sometimes we find it. But mostly its just blah. And waiting for blah. And hoping you were right about the blahs you made. And then, just when you think you've got the whole blahed damn thing figured out, and you're surrounded by the ones you blahed, death shows up and, blah blah blah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Silas and Andy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Weeds; Season Four, Episode Three&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-755053171469704442?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/755053171469704442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=755053171469704442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/755053171469704442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/755053171469704442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/blah-blah-blah.html' title='blah blah blah'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-3534882085823367785</id><published>2008-07-04T14:52:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T15:43:06.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>of white shirts and blue skirts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Happy 4th of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; to all the happy citizens of the great &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; 232 years, you guys sure are old. Don't you think its time to start growing up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The aircond isn't on, I'm shivering cold, and my palms and soles are sweating. Damn you hyperhidrosis. And why does my brother have two remote controls for his aircond? Meanwhile I can't even find his one remote for the god damn fan. Gahhh. (okay wait, I found it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Having started my day at lunch time, with basically nothing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;fun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;to do at home, and my mother firing snarky remarks at me, I turn to you dear blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its been more than a year since I left the&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt; notsogreat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; walls of my high school. Revisited them last Wednesday to retrieve my spm certificate, I don't even remember what spm stands for anymore. Met up with a few high school friends last night. These weren't the mere 'hi-bye' friends I saw along the halls of high school, these were my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;best friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Besides the occasional text messaging and comments left on myspace or facebook, I hadn't seen them in a long time. Yeah we would have the unplanned bump ins with each other at the mall, but we had not spent more than 10 minutes of quality face time with each other in ages. (don't mind the common teenage girl exaggeration)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'd always get that unsettling, queasy feeling that we all  had somewhat changed between the period of time spent apart,  and we'd meet an awkward silence in the middle of a conversation. But each time we finally meet up, all that disappears and is replaced with a sense of comforting familiarity. All that time away from each just fuels us with more stories to share. Laughing and giggling like school girls, it was as if we were back in high school, just with more characters in our stories, and without all the petty high school drama. (okay maybe still some of that, some things just never change do they?) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We might not have broke into song and dance back then, but who ever said high school had to suck? Revisiting those walls kindda got me missing waking up every morning and spending 6 hours of my day there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;for about a split second&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. Ha ha! Thank god I'm in college now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Till later, be safe kids!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-3534882085823367785?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/3534882085823367785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=3534882085823367785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3534882085823367785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3534882085823367785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/of-white-shirts-and-blue-skirts.html' title='of white shirts and blue skirts'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7595140638746625444</id><published>2008-07-02T22:01:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T23:17:31.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a side parade, with a single balloon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was no longer merely the annoying younger sister. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I was a listening ear, I was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Kitchen stools.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A plastic cup half filled with water.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The dark sky, and two siblings,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;discussing the world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He was no longer merely the older brother. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;He was a listening ear, he was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From fighting over who gets the remote control, to fighting over whether or not he'd drive me to (fill in the blank), to fighting over who gets the car for the weekend. All that fighting, and now we're talking about relationships, sharing what our lives are all about. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;We're growing up. I'm growing up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(221, 35, 136);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"I think I might just know more than you do about all this,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 181, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Yeah, I think you do,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Remember that line I showed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Only the impossible is worth the effort."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I hope you get your chance at that giant leap of faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(and genting, i miss you already)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7595140638746625444?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7595140638746625444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7595140638746625444&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7595140638746625444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7595140638746625444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/07/side-parade-with-single-balloon.html' title='a side parade, with a single balloon'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-1391986060398725920</id><published>2008-06-15T23:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T23:38:34.825+08:00</updated><title type='text'>121</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4 months. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;4 months.&lt;/span&gt; 4 months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Can you believe it? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 MONTHS!&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Yeah yeah, I know most would say these &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'monthi'&lt;/span&gt;-versaries aren't a big deal. I say, whats wrong with celebrating another month with your special someone in your life? You don't have to go all out and break out the champagne over a fancy dinner or call in for a bouquet of roses (one stem will do the trick, hihi), just some good ol' fashioned QT together is all you need. Hey, I'd celebrate each day if I could keep track of the increasing digits. Never take a single day for granted!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://a550.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/65/l_8db8196f9cbe6162b60860c7808cc935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://a550.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/65/l_8db8196f9cbe6162b60860c7808cc935.jpg" alt="" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Four months. . . wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;You didn't change my world when you stepped in. Nahh, you didn't do that. You just made it a gazillion times better:)) Keep doing what you're doing baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;I love you Kar Weng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Pssst, its been &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;121&lt;/span&gt; days, almost 122.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I just counted, hihi ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-1391986060398725920?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/1391986060398725920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=1391986060398725920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1391986060398725920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1391986060398725920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/06/121.html' title='121'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7060507958490206603</id><published>2008-06-12T21:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T21:33:34.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="335" width="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vr3x_RRJdd4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="335" width="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;FREE HUGS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7060507958490206603?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7060507958490206603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7060507958490206603&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7060507958490206603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7060507958490206603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/06/free-hugs.html' title=''/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-4970579767439284598</id><published>2008-06-08T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T23:37:28.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEv8IcrURDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/s-48sK1sIZo/s1600-h/n202500582_30403390_5053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEv8IcrURDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/s-48sK1sIZo/s400/n202500582_30403390_5053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5209534616051139634" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I ran from the Carl's Jr. star today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;It tried to hug me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-4970579767439284598?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/4970579767439284598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=4970579767439284598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4970579767439284598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4970579767439284598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-ran-from-carls-jr.html' title=''/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEv8IcrURDI/AAAAAAAAAoo/s-48sK1sIZo/s72-c/n202500582_30403390_5053.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-1567558592082558594</id><published>2008-06-04T23:33:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T01:11:41.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th June</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEa4HyxbPbI/AAAAAAAAAnA/_qjr386JjAk/s1600-h/DSCN4506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEa4HyxbPbI/AAAAAAAAAnA/_qjr386JjAk/s200/DSCN4506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208052463128231346" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Now since when is 'Hey' spelled with a j?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;(sum random kid's feet ruined my shot, pfft!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEa6GSxbPeI/AAAAAAAAAnY/HRM16rt_TX4/s1600-h/DSCN4512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEa6GSxbPeI/AAAAAAAAAnY/HRM16rt_TX4/s200/DSCN4512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208054636381683170" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEa6GyxbPgI/AAAAAAAAAno/yClacHpYcWs/s1600-h/DSCN4515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEa6GyxbPgI/AAAAAAAAAno/yClacHpYcWs/s200/DSCN4515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208054644971617794" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEa7WixbPjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/6kCVTWbz-vA/s1600-h/DSCN4532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEa7WixbPjI/AAAAAAAAAoA/6kCVTWbz-vA/s200/DSCN4532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208056015066185266" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got lazy to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEbKpCxbPmI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BEqyzFeerEE/s1600-h/DSCN4502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEbKpCxbPmI/AAAAAAAAAoY/BEqyzFeerEE/s200/DSCN4502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208072825568181858" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Fez? I feel like I'm in the 70's ; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The Potential Hipster :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-1567558592082558594?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/1567558592082558594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=1567558592082558594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1567558592082558594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1567558592082558594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/06/4th-june.html' title='4th June'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SEa4HyxbPbI/AAAAAAAAAnA/_qjr386JjAk/s72-c/DSCN4506.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-5333421215198393553</id><published>2008-05-31T22:57:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T00:06:00.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you got to spend some time, love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Saturday night, at home. . . and I got bored.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm260/charlesbartbass/rares%20or%20myspace/n2540477_39649799_6548.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm260/charlesbartbass/rares%20or%20myspace/n2540477_39649799_6548.jpg" alt="" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ed Westwick&lt;/span&gt; - Now ain't he just yummy? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;From googling one tree hill and gossip girl for upcoming season spoilers, to tuning my eardrums to new sounds on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;paperthinwalls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; while catching up on music news on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;stereogum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, to reading celebrity gossip by the oh so famous mister Perez. Too bad it isn't Sunday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;postsecret &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;would have been my next stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Been keeping busy by plugging my ear sockets with my mp3 connected earphones a lot the past few days thanks to new stuff from The Hush Sound's Goodbye Blues and Jason Mraz's We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things. Have you heard the soundtrack song Regina Spektor recorded for Prince Caspian?- amazing. Even Death Cab For Cutie are out with a new single off of their newly released album "Narrow Stairs". It even got some commercial screen time as it was on Gossip Girl's season finale. I tend to pay more attention to the background music surrounding the scenes rather than actually listening to the characters but I totally missed this. DCFC's I Will Possess Your Heart has a heavier feel to it, due to the bass line in the 5 minute intro part of the song. Yes I said five minutes! You wouldn't think it was a DCFC original until you hear Ben Gibbard's vocals halfway through. Lyrically, at first listen, it came off as another love song by the band. It starts off with love. A very strong sense of it, like an obsession.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"How I wish you could see the potential&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;The potential of you and me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;It's like a book elegantly bound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;But in a language you can't read just yet"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And then I gave it a few more listens, and I saw the darkness in it. Somewhat almost stalkeresque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"There are days when outside your window&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;I see my reflection as I slowly pass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;And I long for this mirrored perspective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;When we'll be lovers, lovers at last"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;The haunting music, the long intro and repetitive verses are not only catchy but help accentuate the feeling of the song; the patience and the feel of longing felt by the 'stalker', waiting for his love. Final take, awesome song to kick off the new album. Death Cab For Cutie never leaves their fans disappointed! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;object height="335" width="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pq-yP7mb8UE&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pq-yP7mb8UE&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="335" width="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, lets welcome the new month, June!&lt;br /&gt;*blows whistle*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Finally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-5333421215198393553?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/5333421215198393553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=5333421215198393553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5333421215198393553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5333421215198393553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-got-to-spend-some-time-love.html' title='you got to spend some time, love'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i298.photobucket.com/albums/mm260/charlesbartbass/rares%20or%20myspace/th_n2540477_39649799_6548.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-3330790635550274704</id><published>2008-05-30T20:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T20:42:21.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headline news</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Due to unforeseen circumstances, well actually not really, more like unavoidable privacy issues, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;I (we) POOP RAINBOWS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; will be set as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;private&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; blog. So to the readers, drop us your google emails on the chatterbox aye? We'll be sure to put you on the reading list. Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Have a fun Friday night folks! As for me, I'm getting back to cleaning up my room, finally getting tired of sleeping in a mess. Bahhhhhh. Ciao!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-3330790635550274704?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/3330790635550274704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=3330790635550274704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3330790635550274704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3330790635550274704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/headline-news.html' title='headline news'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-3976718286032552947</id><published>2008-05-29T22:39:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:07:36.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls just wanna have fun na na na na na</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7FdyxbPTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/FNEtQhEWVn8/s1600-h/DSCN4435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7FdyxbPTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/FNEtQhEWVn8/s320/DSCN4435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205815334922829106" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tuesday, 27th May 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I channeled my inner 'Sex In The City' self and had a girls day out with, well my girls. (can't wait for the movie btw, wonder if it'll come out here; okay just checked, 31st July it is) Boys are fun, but sometimes you just gotta kick it back with your girls. Lunch at Sushi Zanmai and drinks at Delicious, while dishing on the latest gossip, and even some dirt! And oh yeah, how could you ever have a girls day out without shopping?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7DyixbPLI/AAAAAAAAAlA/zS_b54BABgA/s1600-h/n672511135_1252628_1626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7DyixbPLI/AAAAAAAAAlA/zS_b54BABgA/s200/n672511135_1252628_1626.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205813492381858994" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7DxixbPKI/AAAAAAAAAk4/S2D9u8K-fAI/s1600-h/DSCN4426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7DxixbPKI/AAAAAAAAAk4/S2D9u8K-fAI/s200/DSCN4426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205813475201989794" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7DzCxbPMI/AAAAAAAAAlI/X791uCab0pM/s1600-h/n672511135_1252643_8854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7E1SxbPQI/AAAAAAAAAlo/_LW0iArRwqI/s200/n672511135_1252701_9052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205814639138127106" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7E2CxbPSI/AAAAAAAAAl4/fKfOzbarLiQ/s1600-h/DSCN4439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7E2CxbPSI/AAAAAAAAAl4/fKfOzbarLiQ/s200/DSCN4439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205814652023029026" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7E1ixbPRI/AAAAAAAAAlw/pvLOSUbNJTA/s1600-h/DSCN4422.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7E1ixbPRI/AAAAAAAAAlw/pvLOSUbNJTA/s200/DSCN4422.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205814643433094418" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-3976718286032552947?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/3976718286032552947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=3976718286032552947&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3976718286032552947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3976718286032552947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/girls-just-wanna-have-fun-na-na-na-na.html' title='girls just wanna have fun na na na na na'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SD7FdyxbPTI/AAAAAAAAAmA/FNEtQhEWVn8/s72-c/DSCN4435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-6705003450294889166</id><published>2008-05-24T23:45:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T00:39:14.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>round 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; 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&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDg8Wzk7AHI/AAAAAAAAAko/uy9RY3LYVdk/s200/DSCN4379.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203975731926466674" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDg8XDk7AII/AAAAAAAAAkw/J_amKmyiiUo/s1600-h/DSCN4371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDg8XDk7AII/AAAAAAAAAkw/J_amKmyiiUo/s200/DSCN4371.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203975736221433986" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kitty Kat, Dodo, Rainbow Pooper #1, Ellie&lt;br /&gt;2. Fajitas, Kat, Dodo&lt;br /&gt;3. Ellie, Arizz&lt;br /&gt;4. Rainbow Pooper #2, Maizan&lt;br /&gt;5. MY LASAGNA :D&lt;br /&gt;6. Arizz's/Dodo's Fajitas&lt;br /&gt;7. Fajitas seasoned chicken fillets&lt;br /&gt;8. Diced capsicums, onions and mushrooms&lt;br /&gt;9. Jun Wai, Yee Wa, Kat, Dodo, Arizz, Maizan, Rainbow Pooper #1&lt;br /&gt;10. Kat, Dodo, Arizz, Rainbow Pooper #1, Ellie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-6705003450294889166?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/6705003450294889166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=6705003450294889166&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6705003450294889166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6705003450294889166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/round-2.html' title='round 2'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDg7vzk7ACI/AAAAAAAAAkA/NNrxY96vQ20/s72-c/n672511135_1235052_5412.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-1866847809995060546</id><published>2008-05-24T01:51:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T02:16:47.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When you smile, I melt inside,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm not worthy for a minute of your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I really wish it was only me and you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm jealous of everybody in the room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Please don't look at me with those eyes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;please don't hint that you're capable of lies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I dreamt the thought of our very first kiss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a target that I'll never ever miss ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three months. Three months, 1 week and 2 days. 99 days.  How time seems to play with our minds, it doesn't feel like a mere three months to me. &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"You can never measure the impact of one in another's life by the number of days,"&lt;/span&gt; couldn't have said it better Ellie. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;What we've sparked in these three months leaves me feeling like I'll burst out into some corny love song at any moment, I'm already humming along to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Baby I Love Your Way&lt;/span&gt; here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(typed, and erased. typed, and again erased. maybe should keep the rest to myself, you guys know pda ain't our thing. ha ha ha ha ha.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://viewmorepics.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=viewImage&amp;amp;friendID=131396&amp;amp;albumID=2403281&amp;amp;imageID=30081954"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://a262.ac-images.myspacecdn.com/images01/7/l_8ff0e6e77f31f10b271f9c0e31e55335.jpg" alt="" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Kar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Weng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-1866847809995060546?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/1866847809995060546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=1866847809995060546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1866847809995060546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1866847809995060546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='=)'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7773294163719468824</id><published>2008-05-23T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:24:20.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you are my sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Don't you ever play what you feel inside? No baby, I ain't got the time, to figure out what makes you smile, what makes you tend to lie."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sometimes you just gotta let loose. Let go of yourself and just live in the moment. Indulge yourself in it, drown it all and just let it flow. Channel your inner child, you just might like the you that emerges.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"So what if I see the sunshine, in the pouring rain?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Escape away to your happy place, wherever it may be. Whether high in the sky, or down in the depths of the ocean, or at the park beside your house. Just fly. No, just soar baby, just soar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: right;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;"Life isn't about the amount of breaths you take, but the moments that take your breath away."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Remember the days when we had nothing on our minds, life seemed so simple and easy? The world was our canvas and we'd paint it wild. Those days, they're not gone my friend. No no, they're not gone. The secret is in knowing how to savour those moments. Its up to you; with your feet planted firmly on the ground, or maybe levitating a little, here and there. You're only here once people. Make it worthwhile, make it memorable. Take a glorious bite out of the whole world. Take a fucking glorious bite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDbbOjk6_1I/AAAAAAAAAiY/Ls1H1mZ1eYs/s1600-h/DSCN4401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDbbOjk6_1I/AAAAAAAAAiY/Ls1H1mZ1eYs/s200/DSCN4401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203587462587940690" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Psst, I pooped &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;b&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; today ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7773294163719468824?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7773294163719468824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7773294163719468824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7773294163719468824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7773294163719468824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-are-my-sunshine.html' title='you are my sunshine'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDbbOjk6_1I/AAAAAAAAAiY/Ls1H1mZ1eYs/s72-c/DSCN4401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-842268227000075362</id><published>2008-05-21T21:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T21:28:03.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>like a kite, you go up up up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Some robotic voice: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Welcome to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even got the handshake this time. *winkwink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-842268227000075362?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/842268227000075362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=842268227000075362&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/842268227000075362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/842268227000075362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/like-kite-you-go-up-up-up.html' title='like a kite, you go up up up'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-597407315976143242</id><published>2008-05-20T16:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:11:33.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fajitas/majitas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;BELATED&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;MR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;RAJIV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;(aka dodo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's little get-together at the birthday boy's place to celebrate his turning of 19 was super fun. *patpatpat people*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started with a dance class! Yes, dance. My first ever dance class! Miss Lily was so cute, teaching us how to shake what our momma's gave us. Arizz danced like a pro. (pffttt, show off!) I was pretty slow at getting the moves, but hey cut me some slack, it was my first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next were the fajitas! Awesomely scrumptious fajitas! (not majitas, kat ;p) And the cheeeeeeeese, and ohmygod the sour cream. *glutton. Okay so I'm not good at explaining things so lets just move on to the pictures. Enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_AQTU7NI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/4y0Juz_mL-o/s1600-h/DSCN4329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_AQTU7NI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/4y0Juz_mL-o/s320/DSCN4329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202360161919102162" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(the birthday boy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_AgTU7OI/AAAAAAAAAgY/VLkY9BorXOQ/s1600-h/DSCN4330.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_AgTU7OI/AAAAAAAAAgY/VLkY9BorXOQ/s320/DSCN4330.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202360166214069474" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(the two bestfriends)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_AwTU7PI/AAAAAAAAAgg/piwD-zJEglk/s1600-h/DSCN4332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_AwTU7PI/AAAAAAAAAgg/piwD-zJEglk/s320/DSCN4332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202360170509036786" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(kw getting teary eyed over the onions)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_AwTU7QI/AAAAAAAAAgo/2obkwZ5G6Lc/s1600-h/DSCN4333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_AwTU7QI/AAAAAAAAAgo/2obkwZ5G6Lc/s320/DSCN4333.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202360170509036802" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(you can't beat Justin's cleaver with that b)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_5gTU7RI/AAAAAAAAAgw/MZeTLypHCOs/s1600-h/DSCN4337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_5gTU7RI/AAAAAAAAAgw/MZeTLypHCOs/s320/DSCN4337.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202361145466613010" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(imagine having this in your kitchen everyday =)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_5wTU7SI/AAAAAAAAAg4/iYwPQVobxkw/s1600-h/DSCN4340.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_5wTU7SI/AAAAAAAAAg4/iYwPQVobxkw/s320/DSCN4340.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202361149761580322" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(we look pretty good together huh? ;D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_6ATU7TI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HJ9vE2arhzo/s1600-h/DSCN4342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_6ATU7TI/AAAAAAAAAhA/HJ9vE2arhzo/s320/DSCN4342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202361154056547634" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(in the plate, that ain't all mine okay!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_6ATU7UI/AAAAAAAAAhI/TE4XE3UV1gI/s1600-h/DSCN4344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_6ATU7UI/AAAAAAAAAhI/TE4XE3UV1gI/s320/DSCN4344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202361154056547650" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(the guys at work)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_6QTU7VI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/3w-o4zB6IE8/s1600-h/DSCN4346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_6QTU7VI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/3w-o4zB6IE8/s320/DSCN4346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202361158351514962" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(seasoned chicken, capsicums, cheese, onions and sour cream wrapped in garlic tortillas = mouth watering deliciousness)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKCUwTU7WI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ts3skkS3gNw/s1600-h/DSCN4349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKCUwTU7WI/AAAAAAAAAhY/ts3skkS3gNw/s320/DSCN4349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202363812641303906" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(kat and er, tan sri arizz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKCVATU7XI/AAAAAAAAAhg/hUIZwItNWFo/s1600-h/DSCN4350.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKCVATU7XI/AAAAAAAAAhg/hUIZwItNWFo/s320/DSCN4350.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202363816936271218" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(mm-hmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKCVATU7YI/AAAAAAAAAho/bMyL2nQExNE/s1600-h/DSCN4357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKCVATU7YI/AAAAAAAAAho/bMyL2nQExNE/s320/DSCN4357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202363816936271234" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(solving the mystery of who murdered Mr. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKCVQTU7ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Xnkn1PTRN74/s1600-h/DSCN4359.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKCVQTU7ZI/AAAAAAAAAhw/Xnkn1PTRN74/s320/DSCN4359.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202363821231238546" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(kitty kat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKCVQTU7aI/AAAAAAAAAh4/s-9K3M9G4JA/s1600-h/DSCN4361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKCVQTU7aI/AAAAAAAAAh4/s-9K3M9G4JA/s320/DSCN4361.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202363821231238562" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(Professor Plum)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKDFQTU7bI/AAAAAAAAAiA/zuGCNH7zDUE/s1600-h/DSCN4362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKDFQTU7bI/AAAAAAAAAiA/zuGCNH7zDUE/s320/DSCN4362.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202364645864959410" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(me and the birthday boy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKDFgTU7cI/AAAAAAAAAiI/4RVn8pdAnUY/s1600-h/DSCN4366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKDFgTU7cI/AAAAAAAAAiI/4RVn8pdAnUY/s320/DSCN4366.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202364650159926722" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(us, full belly-ed, calling it a night)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKDFgTU7dI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Of7vOX9G_dA/s1600-h/DSCN4367.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDKDFgTU7dI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/Of7vOX9G_dA/s320/DSCN4367.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202364650159926738" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was all tired out by the time I got home. Hope you guys had as much fun as I did. Next round, Friday! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-597407315976143242?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/597407315976143242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=597407315976143242&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/597407315976143242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/597407315976143242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/fajitasmajitas.html' title='fajitas/majitas'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SDJ_AQTU7NI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/4y0Juz_mL-o/s72-c/DSCN4329.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-4611085503169445788</id><published>2008-05-20T15:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T16:01:00.361+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PENNNGUIIIIINNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>Before i Begin, I'd like to say that yesterdays Fajitas were so AweSoMe!!,,, i almost felt bad that i didn't have to pay for them! Good job Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, holidays spent bumming like fuck,playing sims when I'm not out and doing shit when I'm not home and going rock climbing every once in a while. Of course enjoying every second of it as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So talking about sims, haha! Somebody wannnteddd to see &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;penguins&lt;/span&gt; so badly because they don't have seasons. It's ok, i took pictures, alot, but sadly for some reason they only save the most recent two pictures only. Luckily i saved one earlier. So when or if you get seasons, and if you get bored as hell, and your sims got nothing to do, do try to get the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;penguin &lt;/span&gt;to come over uninvited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SDKDZuXFm7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Yh8zZeavHIY/s1600-h/kw2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SDKDZuXFm7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Yh8zZeavHIY/s320/kw2.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202364997531179954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;One way, is to go &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fishing&lt;/span&gt;, and place the fish out of your inventory and on to the floor, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;penguin&lt;/span&gt; will take the bait. and eat the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Fish&lt;/span&gt;. LOL thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SDKEFOXFm8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/iKffsZJKHo4/s1600-h/peng1.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 418px; height: 313px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SDKEFOXFm8I/AAAAAAAAAGg/iKffsZJKHo4/s400/peng1.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202365744855489474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;little bastard&lt;/span&gt; then makes it way from wherever and yea...heads in to the house for more meals. can you spot the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;penguin&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SDKCzOXFm6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/MBpuMPzrGRc/s1600-h/flyu.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 339px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SDKCzOXFm6I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/MBpuMPzrGRc/s320/flyu.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202364336106216354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being nice, allowing the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;penguin &lt;/span&gt;one &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;fish&lt;/span&gt;, it also wants my mounted catches.The penguin will waltz right in to your house, and try to get your&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; fishies&lt;/span&gt;. It cant, because it's too high up, so it just hops around for a bit, then goes off. ha! yes i have an alien child if you do or do not notice it. and thats my cat, Sir Alex Furrrgeson!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SDJ7M-XFm4I/AAAAAAAAAGA/qSJ5K8Aeby0/s1600-h/kw.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SDJ7M-XFm4I/AAAAAAAAAGA/qSJ5K8Aeby0/s320/kw.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202355982394825602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Another way of getting a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;penguin&lt;/span&gt;, is to build a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;snowman&lt;/span&gt;. Of course, i wanted to get it to come quick, so i made, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;snowmen&lt;/span&gt;. some melted already. hahaha! It's funny how cats and dogs only bark and sniff each other for conversations but a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;penguin &lt;/span&gt;can talk about &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tennis &lt;/span&gt;to a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;snowman&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;You can't make friends with it sadly, and you cant capture it. believe me, I've tried luring it to my backyard with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;snowman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;It can open any locked doors, and yes, you moron, i also tried to fence him up using the build tools. haha! he disappeared! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO till next time!, happy &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;penguin &lt;/span&gt;hunting people!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-4611085503169445788?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/4611085503169445788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=4611085503169445788&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4611085503169445788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4611085503169445788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/pennnguiiiiinnnnnnnnnn.html' title='PENNNGUIIIIINNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SDKDZuXFm7I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Yh8zZeavHIY/s72-c/kw2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-4360757257885721327</id><published>2008-05-17T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T00:27:43.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SC2xkwTU7GI/AAAAAAAAAfY/s-lNm4QRnc4/s1600-h/Picture+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SC2xkwTU7GI/AAAAAAAAAfY/s-lNm4QRnc4/s200/Picture+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201008389682162786" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SC2xlgTU7JI/AAAAAAAAAfw/gn8F128-qnM/s1600-h/Picture+9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SC2xlgTU7JI/AAAAAAAAAfw/gn8F128-qnM/s200/Picture+9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201008402567064722" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SC2xlQTU7II/AAAAAAAAAfo/WrOCu9mbKfQ/s1600-h/Picture+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SC2xlQTU7II/AAAAAAAAAfo/WrOCu9mbKfQ/s200/Picture+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201008398272097410" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SC2xlwTU7KI/AAAAAAAAAf4/5GztKSVBJ8E/s1600-h/Picture+10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SC2xlwTU7KI/AAAAAAAAAf4/5GztKSVBJ8E/s200/Picture+10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201008406862032034" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i got bored, and i have a web cam, sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've only been officially on my semester break for like what, 5 days? And I'm already getting bored. Don't get me wrong. Its not that I'm not thankful and completely relieved to be free from the stress and endless headaches that come with assignments, I just need something to do. Theres only so many movies and dining outlets you can waste your cash on before you start to realize you're running out of cash to actually waste. I seriously need to get a job. In the meantime, I've got the sims and youtube to keep me busy. Well not really, but close enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bahhh, heard Sims 3 is coming out. Go wild people, go wild.&lt;br /&gt;Till next time, I'm out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SC2xlQTU7HI/AAAAAAAAAfg/WFkQXP67rCc/s1600-h/Picture+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SC2xlQTU7HI/AAAAAAAAAfg/WFkQXP67rCc/s200/Picture+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201008398272097394" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt; You're more than in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-4360757257885721327?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/4360757257885721327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=4360757257885721327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4360757257885721327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4360757257885721327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-got-bored-and-i-have-web-cam-sorry.html' title=''/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SC2xkwTU7GI/AAAAAAAAAfY/s-lNm4QRnc4/s72-c/Picture+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-860464123166885599</id><published>2008-05-15T22:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T22:59:52.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let's not cry tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;God I missed you blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Was back in my mum's hometown two days ago. Was weird, had my first hand experience of a funeral. Sadly, was my grandpa's, god bless his soul. I was never close to my grandparents, now I'm left with none. Guess that was why I couldn't actually call it sadness, what I felt, but there was definitely a sense of loss, or I don't know, detachment maybe? I can't place a word for it. Watched first hand the whole process of getting the body ready for burial. To be honest, I was scared. Seeing how torn my aunties were, how my mum was trying so hard to keep it together, how my cousins were mourning the loss of their grandpa. I didn't move, I just sat there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"We'll all be here someday." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its sad how it takes something like this to remind you of things bigger than yourself. I'm not the most religious person I know, hell I'm pretty far from it but it's nice to be reminded of my beliefs and thank the big guy upstairs who holds everything in place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;On a lighter note, have you ever heard of Sufjan Stevens? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;If you haven't, I have nothing to say to you. Really, thats just plain sad. Watch this. It actually gets me weeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vg7BEHIo-g4&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vg7BEHIo-g4&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-860464123166885599?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/860464123166885599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=860464123166885599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/860464123166885599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/860464123166885599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/lets-not-cry-tonight.html' title='let&apos;s not cry tonight'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-8388750718150832881</id><published>2008-05-13T22:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:01:46.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bustedddddddd</title><content type='html'>after exactly 4 months 3 days 22 hours and 43 minutes to be quite almost exact, was the time i got busted from smoking with solid proof. my bitch of a spy maid snooped around my room and went digging around for my smokes. well..it wasn't well hid,but still! crack! suck up of a bitch!so anyways, i shall stop smoking then.period then again i only smoke a box a week compared to before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,not to bore myself or the favourable readers about cigarette ranting but here was the thing i was doing at the time of getting my ass creamed by my mom. youtube. dave chapelle was awesome!uber man! missed that guy! was also watching jake shimabukuro which was awesome! every time i watch it i get emotional! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3mEqEe-PIC8&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3mEqEe-PIC8&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super buff guy with an awesomely small guitar.. and yes i know its called a ukulele you asshole!&lt;br /&gt;have fun! and the real starting to the song is at 2:51 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8388750718150832881?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8388750718150832881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8388750718150832881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8388750718150832881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8388750718150832881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/bustedddddddd.html' title='Bustedddddddd'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7643630393081139604</id><published>2008-05-07T00:38:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T00:39:20.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>Back from the bustle city of Singapore. S'pore was ok. it wasn't awesome,but it wasn't a total bust either. being able to let loose after the long awaited semester break was a good relief. It wasn't the bomb, it was ok, but it wasn't bad. LOL! Well two days trip so i might as well make the best of things while I'm there anyways. Shop and chill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHZ7xgalVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/IGmPTGUOflg/s1600-h/baa7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 375px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHZ7xgalVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/IGmPTGUOflg/s400/baa7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197675065887069522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My favourite spot (had to have a picture of it =D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;There was this place in S'pore where they had MNG next to Zara which happens to be opposite topshop, which happens to be next to Miss Selfridge which happens to be opposite Giordano which happens to be next to United Colours Benneton which happens to be next to Lacoste which happens to be across Puma which happens to all be next to all these other expensive clothes label which i forgot already which so happens to be on this one stretch with mcD right in the middle. Talk about all your needs on one floor. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which also reminds me. I hate Singapore. Don't get me wrong, i don't have any personal issues against the utter expensive and high cost of everything there, or how an sms costs 100x more then in Malaysia(no i aint kidding man!) or how some people tend to be total assholes which i totally have nothing against.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm just mentioning the fact that bloody S'pore scathed my fresh new pair of airs like right after the 1st time of wearing it. Talk about fuck,man! but it still looks sexay so its all good! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCCNfn72ODI/AAAAAAAAAEY/4ewEGjEW08o/s1600-h/DSC_3735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 288px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCCNfn72ODI/AAAAAAAAAEY/4ewEGjEW08o/s320/DSC_3735.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197309544421013554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Air Force I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aside from that,seeing my cousin was fun,sorta. All was good except for the fact that my bro kept annoyingly snapped away with his camera but sometimes one can't help from whoring after so many pictures taken. so it really wasn't for nothing. but still! all of the pics were candid k! also had an awesome exercise tho. Hell of a walking spree all over Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCCOtH72OFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ZQR_a2mc0jY/s1600-h/DSC_3743.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCCOtH72OFI/AAAAAAAAAEo/ZQR_a2mc0jY/s320/DSC_3743.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197310875860875346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bah! if you can't stop them from snapping, what else can you do??(cousin and I)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCCL9372OBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/TAvAMjZ7COE/s1600-h/DSC_3693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCCL9372OBI/AAAAAAAAAEI/TAvAMjZ7COE/s320/DSC_3693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197307865088800786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;walking and walking and walking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Day two was better in some sort of way. Parents had to go off to do their adult oriented crap, i was left alone for hours with my bros camera which i happened to be using for the 1st time. given the fact that he frequently changes cameras now and then. Not my business but still i felt some sort of adventure to it. Taking strolls down Robinson road and so on. Having finished my Design Theory assignments research paper which i did on International style, i realized that they have like a stretch of those in roads in Singapore. Again, Total wtf,S'pore. its not like they don't have those in Malaysia, its just that They're so obviously stated in the buildings that they have "International Style" written all over them like graffiti on a taggers wall. Can't do much about it anyways so might as well indulge in what you have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHL3BgalPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RREILGRuSZk/s1600-h/baa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHL3BgalPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/RREILGRuSZk/s400/baa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197659591119901938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Traffic on every corner ey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHMcxgalQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/t18Mp8z8JwM/s1600-h/baa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHMcxgalQI/AAAAAAAAAFA/t18Mp8z8JwM/s400/baa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197660239659963650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Robinson Road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHMvRgalRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/h9OvocrDUPw/s1600-h/baa3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHMvRgalRI/AAAAAAAAAFI/h9OvocrDUPw/s400/baa3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197660557487543570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some unknown building, lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHT1RgalSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i_ehBU1hpUk/s1600-h/baa4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHT1RgalSI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/i_ehBU1hpUk/s400/baa4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197668357148153122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think their called Carps. Japanese Carps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Somehow a few hours later, the camera lens was changed by my bro and in came the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ultra wide angle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lens&lt;/span&gt; which was pretty awesome. So nothing else to do but to snap snap snap some more. Didn't take many pictures because of the learning process of using the camera. But i had a few anyways. Hope you like them. Interesting how technology can allow us to reach such depths of quality on almost anything nowadays. Even the skyscraper which was about 10 meters away from me i managed to take the whole thing plus clouds. And trust me. I know how far ten meters is, after months of scaling ruler and measuring tape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHVIxgalTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5DSC5ncUn48/s1600-h/baa5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 270px; height: 406px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHVIxgalTI/AAAAAAAAAFY/5DSC5ncUn48/s400/baa5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197669791667230002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There you go, ultra wide. (Buildings are just across the street)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHYdRgalUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-Fi302FatC0/s1600-h/baa6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHYdRgalUI/AAAAAAAAAFg/-Fi302FatC0/s400/baa6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197673442389431618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A really tall skyscraper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;So yea photo session was fun. Something to kill time so why not ey?plus i guess i learned a thing or two about photography so its all good. All and all it was ok, It wasn't the bomb, but it was ok. Good to get away from reality once in a while anyways. Not that this was much of a fantasy but hey, somethings better then nothing i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for the start of a good holiday! Till then, Have a good week, people.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7643630393081139604?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7643630393081139604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7643630393081139604&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7643630393081139604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7643630393081139604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/home-sweet-home.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/SCHZ7xgalVI/AAAAAAAAAFo/IGmPTGUOflg/s72-c/baa7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-3489575913133706388</id><published>2008-05-04T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T01:34:40.092+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd May</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SByhhk8i0UI/AAAAAAAAAeY/3AUH9OKpBfI/s400/remarkabel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196205668304081218" border="1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We hold hands,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We take walks and talk,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And laugh about things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll tell you what,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This could be the way,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That every day was meant to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-3489575913133706388?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/3489575913133706388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=3489575913133706388&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3489575913133706388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3489575913133706388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/3rd-may.html' title='3rd May'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SByhhk8i0UI/AAAAAAAAAeY/3AUH9OKpBfI/s72-c/remarkabel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-8574447773482693397</id><published>2008-05-04T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T00:57:02.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Morning Sun kills  braincell regeneration indefinitely and occasionally, given the fact that if you do get up to a morning sunrise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when your bloody room, which is a perfect square, and your window takes up a whole side of THAT square, which also conveniently happens to be orientated to face the east. Your bound to get unwanted heat in the morning.UNLESS, you draw your curtains and close your window and blast your air conditioning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SADLY, suffering from dry throats every morning due to the dry air caused by the air cond, you stopped using the air cond years ago, which results to switching on the fan and opening the windows, and for the outside air to come in, the curtains have to be opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO,unless your up by eight and out of the room, by nine.. your bound to have a room-turn-sauna by the minute. your bed heats up, everything gets hot and you end up from dreaming about having a threesome with maria ozawa and eva angelina to being in an over sized  frying pan and in that instant you jump off from your bed in your ninja stance waiting to kick some demon ass form hell. Sad enough you get up to realize that the sun is up and your still semi-conscious. needing some rest and trying to go somewhere else in your house thats either not burning or not congested. A worthy test. challenging but rewarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you peek out from your room, you hear sounds everywhere. DEAD END. you end up in your room,pointless expedition, lying down right under the window to receive minimal sunlight from outside with the blankies and pillows by your side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLEEP is now possible again. so, next time if you so happen have troubles sleeping because of the sunlight we all hate so much, and for some sad reason your windows need to be open, sleep, i repeat, sleep, under the window. That is the best strategy for what ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And seeing how you is suppose to be me, or you are suppose to be I. or thee is thy or me is you.. What ever it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a splendid weekend dear readers of the world. May the sun bless your with more brain malfunction every morning you when you wake up and slow your braincell regeneration. I will now exit the blogging world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...and also i may not blog anymore. Period. Have a good day off and take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8574447773482693397?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8574447773482693397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8574447773482693397&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8574447773482693397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8574447773482693397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/morning-sun-kills-braincell.html' title=''/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-2017567964186546981</id><published>2008-05-03T12:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T13:06:55.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pooping rainbows</title><content type='html'>I made myself a chicken sandwich. Eating while typing, I'm a multi-tasker.  Amazing, I know. I really should be studying. The thought has been bugging my mind since Thursday, and the paper isn't till Monday. Damn you Building Services, screwing with my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like eating sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quarter left of my sandwich. I better go. Another day out with my fellow rainbow pooper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a rainbow pooping day folks. Maybe if you're lucky, you'll poop rainbows today too.&lt;br /&gt;Nahhhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-2017567964186546981?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/2017567964186546981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=2017567964186546981&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2017567964186546981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2017567964186546981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/05/pooping-rainbows.html' title='pooping rainbows'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-4411969449090210588</id><published>2008-04-30T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-01T00:09:57.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>killing time</title><content type='html'>Hey all you tech savvy people of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait, how do you come to a mutual understanding with yourself? Lol, nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, finals are taking place. One paper down (which went surprisingly well btw), two more to go. And then I've got a portfolio and a storyboard to hand in. Ohh yeah, and then theres the critic session to get through. Why does this all seem to never end? Theres always something else to deal with. Freedom seems too far fetched. Well at least the parents are gonna be away for the weekend beginning tomorrow, so that makes for 3+ days of ignorant freedom. (yeay!) Who cares about finals anyway right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could blog more. Not only is time not allowing me the convenience of blogging whenever my heart desires, my busted router isn't doing me any good either. So excuse the lack of updates from this blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, whats up with dreams? &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:-1;" &gt;A dream is the experience of envisioned images, sounds, or other sensations during sleep, according to wikipedia anyways. &lt;/span&gt;I always get to thinking, whats the real deal with these short movies we get every time we rest our eyes to sleep? Ever had one of those dreams that just seems so real, too real, in fact? Or dreams that turn out to actually happen, then the whole deja vu thing comes in?  Just googled dreams. Dreammoods.com -whats in your dream? Humans and their obsession with wanting to interpret and understand everything around them. Go figure. I'm gonna go humor myself with this website for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sweet dreams folks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-4411969449090210588?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/4411969449090210588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=4411969449090210588&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4411969449090210588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4411969449090210588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/04/killing-time.html' title='killing time'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-6331028539914297987</id><published>2008-04-28T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T11:36:30.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bored without a single thought in mind. All numbed by the thought of either having to complete an assignment, or study for exams which both so happens to be on the same date which is tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came to a mutual understanding that this officially blows. So I went and found a video on youtube, irrelevant as this may be. Have fun glorious people of planet earth. Have a nice week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RJMYQy7DTvY&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RJMYQy7DTvY&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheeers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-6331028539914297987?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/6331028539914297987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=6331028539914297987&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6331028539914297987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/6331028539914297987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/04/bored-without-single-thought-in-mind.html' title=''/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7887904500672949884</id><published>2008-04-22T23:46:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T00:14:07.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. . . . .</title><content type='html'>Why apologize for something you did, on purpose?&lt;br /&gt;Why apologize when you believe you didn't do anything wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a shame that you had to find out this way.&lt;br /&gt;Its even more of a shame that after 3 times, you still find it impossible to get it through your thick skull that this isn't what I want.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7887904500672949884?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7887904500672949884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7887904500672949884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7887904500672949884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7887904500672949884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/04/blog-post.html' title='. . . . .'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-8895914658226004657</id><published>2008-04-16T00:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T11:12:40.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crap logic ( think about it )</title><content type='html'>One of my contemporary life theories is called &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;logical crapping&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It is more a solution to life rather then a theory as it can bring forth daily needs necessary for what ever cause. It is widely applied to the world as we speak but we just don't realize it. do you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, crapping, based on logic. it makes sense at times and most times its just bull. but still who would know right? it's things like these that makes the world go round when you least expect it. A world without logical crapping or in other words a logical world can be bloody dense. And a world with crapping is just plain retarded don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but someone once said to me :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;your logical crapping is based on your whacked out theories,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;which are brought on by much intense crapping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey as long as it works right?&lt;br /&gt;But still, I shall never forget those words =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8895914658226004657?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8895914658226004657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8895914658226004657&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8895914658226004657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8895914658226004657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/04/crap-logic-think-about-it.html' title='crap logic ( think about it )'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-9150548935148686492</id><published>2008-04-16T00:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:47:14.299+08:00</updated><title type='text'>assignmentsss</title><content type='html'>As i sit here staring aimlessly at my stupid monitor, few more days nearing the end of my semester and yet still a pile of undone assignments. Assignment due dates literally scattered everywhere throughout the month. I scarcely brief myself through work but the dilapidated journals and what used to be pages of photocopied sheets are now a mere eyesore. As one stares blankly with an unfocused eye, on an annoying sheet of paper resembling the yellow pages, one asks himself....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck am i doing?...&lt;br /&gt;...Why the fuck is this here?...&lt;br /&gt;...When the fuck will this end?...&lt;br /&gt;...I like cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thou shalt embark on a journey below the depths of ground level to consume chocolate flavored biscuits. (I'm going downstairs to eat cookies)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have fun people...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-9150548935148686492?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/9150548935148686492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=9150548935148686492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/9150548935148686492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/9150548935148686492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/04/assignmentsss.html' title='assignmentsss'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-9118181023619351073</id><published>2008-04-05T00:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:10:09.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;Tired, but &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Like little bundles of joy,&lt;br /&gt;I could just possibly say, I'm content.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;. . sing with me, the streets a serenade?  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-9118181023619351073?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/9118181023619351073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=9118181023619351073&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/9118181023619351073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/9118181023619351073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/04/tired-but-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-1982923959901458703</id><published>2008-04-04T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T00:20:21.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;040404&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(we get it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-1982923959901458703?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/1982923959901458703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=1982923959901458703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1982923959901458703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1982923959901458703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/04/040404-we-get-it.html' title=''/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-2439910861868661955</id><published>2008-04-01T20:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T21:18:20.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>april's fool</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R_IvHQbNYBI/AAAAAAAAAeI/HFXlnw2BN_Y/s1600-h/n672511135_1009020_3001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R_IvHQbNYBI/AAAAAAAAAeI/HFXlnw2BN_Y/s320/n672511135_1009020_3001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184257922771542034" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY 19th BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;JOSHIE POO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R_IvHQbNYCI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_HLjOqUIFSY/s1600-h/n672511135_1009093_4059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R_IvHQbNYCI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/_HLjOqUIFSY/s320/n672511135_1009093_4059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184257922771542050" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-2439910861868661955?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/2439910861868661955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=2439910861868661955&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2439910861868661955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2439910861868661955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/04/aprils-fool.html' title='april&apos;s fool'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R_IvHQbNYBI/AAAAAAAAAeI/HFXlnw2BN_Y/s72-c/n672511135_1009020_3001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-950844586271668607</id><published>2008-03-29T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T22:52:37.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Consistency</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Consistency &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;is a friend most infamous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Here and there, he’s hard to catch. For most people he’s easily set free or let go. We try to keep him in tact for as long as we can but somehow it always seems so far fetched. The moment we have him at our grasps we won't let go. Often times i feel "super" when i have him at my clutches but he always slips away like a slippery cod on butter fingers. Thanks to other people like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"Work"&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;"Busy"&lt;/span&gt;. because of them, i can't bring my friend &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;consistency&lt;/span&gt; to the world of blogging&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sigh. i hate the fact that god made this world so perfect that even the slightest occurrence of  intrusion  may upset the whole balance of nature and very well put this world in jeopardy. It's like one string holding on to another and for example, if any one of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1,312,564,485&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;(given the fact that there are &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1,312,564,485&lt;/span&gt; fictional strings which represent the balance of earth)&lt;/span&gt; strings have been tempered with, the other &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1,312,564,48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;4 &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;strings will give way and the presence of earth in the galaxy will very well cease to exist as we know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Welllllllllllll, getting back to the main topic of things&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;consistency. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;it's even a challenge to talk about &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;consistency&lt;/span&gt; while having to be consistent about it. But the previous paragraph did make sense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in a way if you think about it. See, people want &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;consistency&lt;/span&gt; to be by their sides so much with the things they like and of course with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; obstructing them so much, some people just feel like killing all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; in the world. And without the existence of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; in this world, how can one accomplish anything. And with that brings the destruction of the human race because of a world with people having to be consistent doing unproductive shit like going to the world of blogging.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;UNLESSSSS, yes people...the world can still be saved. thanks to my never ending theories of life. Earth is like a very fragile scale. holding the balance of humanity in its two sides. the most important two &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;titans &lt;/span&gt;which are the key to the balance of the world, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Like the saying, all &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;and no &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play &lt;/span&gt;makes Jim or John or Sam or what ever the fuck dude a dull boy;which isn't really important cause I'm only trying to emphasize on &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Okay, if you bring &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;consistency &lt;/span&gt;to the park to be good friends with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;playing in this world will be more consistent then &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;,therefore, destroying the balance of earth.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, you can manipulate this to your advantage. How?well, right at the exact moment when the scale is moving toward &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; because of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;consistency&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;get as many &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;working&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;people as possible to replace the people &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;playing &lt;/span&gt;in the world to zero out on &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;, keeping the balance safe, and you having a good time having fun with you two best friends, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;consistency &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;. Simple and beneficial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;OR in English, for every person that decides to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;, have one person in his place working. so instead of having two people &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;at the same time. You now benefit by having ONE person &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play &lt;/span&gt;only, and ONE &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;only. And you of which being the one that plays. even if you have to stick a gun at his back, the important thing is that you get to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;. And do the earth a favour by keeping him balanced.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Now if only we can find a substitute that would be more than happy to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;another 50% more than he already is in you place, wouldn't that just be so damn fun?but only notions like that only exist in the world of the rich or famous. If you can afford somebody to do your shitty day to day &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;, life would be so colourful. but have a peace of mind for us less privileged people, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So,to sum it all up, get rich and have people &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;for you while you &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;. But then again. it's because of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;, is the reason why people &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;a lot. the balance of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play &lt;/span&gt;isn't necessarily applied every day of your sad life. For some people, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;WORK &lt;/span&gt;now &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;PLAY &lt;/span&gt;later when your rich and can afford people to do your shitty &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;.so it's a 50% 50% of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play &lt;/span&gt;in your life. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Work &lt;/span&gt;your ass off the 1st 50% and the other 50% of your life you &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play&lt;/span&gt;. balance?and the world is still in order.&lt;br /&gt;So there are many of ways of having to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;and play at the same time and at the same time keep the world from destruction. be dull and 50/50 both &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play &lt;/span&gt;everyday, or 50% &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;now 50% &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play &lt;/span&gt;later, or 100% &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;play &lt;/span&gt;while someone else 100% &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;works &lt;/span&gt;in your place. Or  can you come up with a better game plan?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Fuck! i just gave myself an even better reason to why i should &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;more now..........FUCK!&lt;br /&gt;But i guess nothing comes with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;work &lt;/span&gt;anyways right?&lt;br /&gt;but this still BLOWS! well take it or leave it how ever you want it now or later is up to you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Your life and life decisions rest solely on your fingertips and no other. Make sure you make the best decisions and options in life and live never to regret what you do. You are who you are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); text-align: right;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;So don't let the world bring you down&lt;br /&gt;Not everyone here is that fucked up and  cold&lt;br /&gt;Remember why you came and while you're alive&lt;br /&gt;Experience the warmth  before you grow old&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 153, 153); text-align: left;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So,what was i talking about again?? C=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-950844586271668607?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/950844586271668607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=950844586271668607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/950844586271668607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/950844586271668607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/consistency.html' title='Consistency'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-2029800689686847349</id><published>2008-03-25T21:20:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T22:08:07.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello, john mayer please?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Had an idea- changed it. First attempt at executing it- failed. Changed idea, again- second attempt -executed poorly, resulting in being ripped apart by my superglue stained fingers. Minor breakdown, left frustrated. Tweaked the idea, again and again, and now I'm on to my third try. Doing good, wait scratch that, doing OK so far. I'd give myself a 4 outta 10 on the OK meter. I've succeeded in keeping myself calm, hence no freaking out, and no water works just yet. (yippee?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Tried listening (still am) to John Mayer's tunes in a poor attempt to magically be inspired; nothing, zilch! No surprise there. Ended up karaoke-ing instead. No surprise there either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Why did I choose John Mayer anyways? Miss Suja didn't even have a clue who he was. And I don't see how my idea relates to him, other than the obvious somewhat-guitar resemblance.&lt;br /&gt;(continues whining. . )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt;So what, so I’ve got a smile on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" &gt; It’s hiding the quiet superstitions in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;** and that down there just made my day:)))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-2029800689686847349?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/2029800689686847349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=2029800689686847349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2029800689686847349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2029800689686847349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello-john-mayer-please.html' title='hello, john mayer please?'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-792197240130756619</id><published>2008-03-25T21:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T21:29:39.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;There will be heartaches and pains,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;yeaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But through it all, we will  remain..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;heyy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this life, we all know&lt;br /&gt;Friends may come, and they may  go&lt;br /&gt;Through the years I know&lt;br /&gt;I will &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stayy..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I know that we'll  find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; so beautiful and divine&lt;br /&gt;We'll be lovers for a lifetime,  yeah&lt;br /&gt;And I'll stay with you&lt;br /&gt;I will stay with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ohhh&lt;/span&gt; I will stay with you through the ups and the downs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Oh I will stay with you  when no one else is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;arounddd..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the dark clouds &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;arriveee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stay &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;byyy&lt;/span&gt;  your side&lt;br /&gt;I know we'll be alright&lt;br /&gt;I will stay with you&lt;br /&gt;Oh Everything  will be fine yea&lt;br /&gt;And I'll stay with you&lt;br /&gt;Through the end of time&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;I  will stay with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;(John Legend - Stay With You)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Kinda Corny baby but yeah! hehe!&lt;br /&gt;Who cares right? ;)&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/2121616239342648478-792197240130756619?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/792197240130756619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=792197240130756619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/792197240130756619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/792197240130756619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/there-will-be-heartaches-and-pains-yeaa.html' title='Stay with you'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-4891770067108003405</id><published>2008-03-24T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-24T22:13:18.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a thought</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;"Blessed are the hearts that can bend; they shall never be broken."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;(Albert Camus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I wonder if there's no breaking, then there's no healing, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and if there's no healing, then there's no learning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And if there's no learning then there's no struggle. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But the struggle is a part of life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So must all hearts be broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-4891770067108003405?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/4891770067108003405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=4891770067108003405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4891770067108003405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4891770067108003405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/just-thought.html' title='just a thought'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-1752209988839399116</id><published>2008-03-23T12:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-23T13:30:42.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Green</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;That puts my balls in a vacuum cleaner hose and turns the power to 12.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;It hurts sometimes,but leaves my balls satisfied and clean.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Think about THAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;-hmm wonder who said that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-XqNnMQLbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1xzbUtdBHgc/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-XqNnMQLbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1xzbUtdBHgc/s320/GetAttachment.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180804465939197362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;Remember to always perceive the world in ways others can never imagine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.mp3asset.com/swf/mp3/mff-txtzoom.swf" quality="high" wmode="transparent" flashvars="myid=8750404&amp;amp;path=2008/03/22&amp;amp;mycolor=0x405C47&amp;amp;mycolor2=0xFFFFFF&amp;amp;mycolor3=0x666B18&amp;amp;autoplay=true&amp;amp;rand=0&amp;amp;f=3&amp;amp;vol=100&amp;amp;pat=11" name="myflashfetish" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" align="middle" height="128" width="220"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myflashfetish.com/music-player/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.myflashfetish.com/images/mffico.gif" title="Make your own playlist!" style="border-style: none;" alt="music player" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; width: 0px; height: 0px;" src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/CIMP/Jmx*PTEyMDYyNDcwMTQwMDAmcHQ9MTIwNjI*NzA5NTUxNSZwPTE4MDMxJmQ9Jm49.jpg" border="0" height="0" width="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;All that and still green is the colour for the week. For me it sums up the whole month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;. And more &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;.. everyday &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;..LOL!&lt;br /&gt;one way or another it still is the colour.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what will next months colour be?lets find out ey people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why i put the songs up but still I felt really green and those songs were the the greenest to me. and mind the music player as well. Maybe the colour the Hippy era of March will end and a more modern contemporary colour will take over in the coming month of April&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Blue. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;naaah.. but who knows right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the saying from Incubus' A certain shade of green;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;The time has passed for hand-me-downs, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;choose a new, please evolve, &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;take  flight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well can't always be green forever ey?but nobody said we couldn't reminisce on good ol' green times. Haha! till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-XglHMQLZI/AAAAAAAAADw/X8RP8STB3r4/s1600-h/n698267912_464810_2065.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-XglHMQLZI/AAAAAAAAADw/X8RP8STB3r4/s320/n698267912_464810_2065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5180793874549845394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The classmates on St. Patrick's Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;peace hippies!&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/2121616239342648478-1752209988839399116?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/1752209988839399116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=1752209988839399116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1752209988839399116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1752209988839399116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/green.html' title='Green'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-XqNnMQLbI/AAAAAAAAAEA/1xzbUtdBHgc/s72-c/GetAttachment.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7157139655834806015</id><published>2008-03-20T15:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T16:16:40.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Instructions:&lt;/u&gt; Remove one question from those below, add in one of your  own (personal), to make a total of 20. Tag 8 people in your list at the end of  this post. Notify them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. At what age do you wish to be  married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Right about a good 3 years ago i honestly thought I'd get married at 23. but now i realize there's more to life then marriage. A lot more to live for. so just take a pill and chill ey? haven't even lived a quarter of our lives yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. If you were to be stranded on a  deserted island, who are the 3 blog buddies you'd take and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Ct, Amir and Joe. AHAH! Love, Humour and Smokes..what more can you ask for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. Where is the place that you  want to go the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Spain. I love Spain. When i grow old and rich, i will to settle down in Spain and have my own cottage there and grow my own orange tree to harvest my own marmalade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. If you can have 1 dream to come  true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;A world where people who support others for who they are. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5. Do you believe you can survive  without money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;NO, money is the #2 thing that makes the world go round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6. What are you afraid to lose the  most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;7. If you win $1 million, what  would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'd fly away from everything and settle somewhere far far away, then use the money for overseas college funds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8. If you meet someone that you  love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I don't believe that you meet people you love. Love grows on people. It can come fast, but not in an instant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;9. List out 3 good points of the  person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Caring,Loving and of course,will definitely be there at times of need whenever i need her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10. What are the requirements that  you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Just to be herself and nothing more. I was the one who chose her in the 1st place to be my other half, why would i want to change her. if nothing, i should love her more for who she is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;11. Which type of person do you  hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ignorant,  hypocritical, judgmental people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;12. If you are given the chance to  go back to the past and make a difference, will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;I couldn't make a difference in the past, i doubt i can do anything now. all i can do is look to the future i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;13. If you could change one thing  about the world(humanity), what would it be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The fact that people only thing that the world is revolving around them when they themselves should be the one revolving around the world. the world is a huge huge place. this goes for everyone big and small. powerful and all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;14. Do you believe that true love still exists in this world now as we speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hard to say, love is but a mere existence now. almost a myth with so many twisted people who walk the face of this planet nowadays. only a few suffice for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;15. Are you a shopaholic or  not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Haha i am when i have the funds for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;16. If you have a chance, which  part of your character you would like to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my constant Nagging..ahaha! i am who i am people..sorry!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;17. Who is the person that you can  share all your problems with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;My best friend i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;18. What's your weakest  point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my heart.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;19. What's the thing that you're  most proud of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my inability to speak my family language. because of that i wouldn't be able to be who i am now. i do not want to be some lala jinjang fuck. and usually a very high percentage if the peoples first language is their family language, they usually end up typical people. no offense. haha! i'm sure you still love yourself for who you are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;20.What do you think of sarcasm  and irony?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I thrive upon them, without them, life will be but a dull and colorless place to live in. dense as hell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7157139655834806015?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7157139655834806015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7157139655834806015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7157139655834806015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7157139655834806015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/instructions-remove-one-question-from.html' title=''/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-8003057302535531936</id><published>2008-03-20T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T15:29:51.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>. . . .</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;To take my mind off my mind. .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Instructions:&lt;/u&gt; Remove one question from those below, add in one of your own (personal), to make a total of 20. Tag 8 people in your list at the end of this post. Notify them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;1. At what age do you wish to be married?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;up until a few years ago, i pictured my ideal age would be around 21/22. being an old lady by the time my kids are in their teens, not something i want. but now i'm thinking, that might be too early for me to settle down. i'd give it a few more years, say 24/25? but hey, when love comes a-knocking, who am i to resist?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;2. If you were to be stranded on a deserted island, who are the 3 blog buddies you'd take and why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;nadra, josh, and kw. i have my reasons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;3. Where is the place that you want to go the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;first answer;paris, but thats just too cliche. i'll have get back to you on this one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;4. If you can have 1 dream to come true, what would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;i have yet to come up with a number 1 on my list. but dream guy, and a close-to-perfect life sounds good to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;5. Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;no, cause nothing in this world comes without a price.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;6. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my comfort blanketssss; my friends and family. as independent as i try to be, i know damn well that im dependent on the people around me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;7. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;shop. how much does a plane cost? no wait, probably more than a mill right? hm, okay nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;8. If you meet someone that you love, would you confess to him/her?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;eventually yes. but i'd probably wait for the other person to blurt it out first before i say my part. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;9. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;no one really tagged me, i kindda tagged myself. but i got this from najat. so okay, najat and 3 good points. incredibly intellectual; i don't know anyone who knows as much as she does. strong willed; she knows who she is, and is proud of it. and shes adorably small :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;10. What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;all the basics; nice, smart, caring, bla bla bla. you know the drill. oh yes, he must be tall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;11. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;ignorant, hypocritical, judgmental people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;12. If you are given the chance to go back to the past and make a difference, will you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;probably yes. but then again i am who i am because of the past and i think i turned out pretty well regardless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;13. If you could change one thing about the world(humanity), what would it be? *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;our ignorance and just plain stubbornness to look beyond our little bubble. i'd rather not fully explain, don't wanna get myself heated up over something i have no control over, at least now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;14. What do you think is the most important thing in your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;good people around you(family/friends), believing in something bigger than yourself(religion/love), good education, and a good head on your shoulders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;15. Are you a shopaholic or not?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;no not really. maybe at times impulsive, but not a shopaholic. my wallet doesn't allow me the privilege. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;16. If you have a chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my inability to sort out my thoughts and feelings; they come at me like waves, and i end up not knowing what hit me. and the part where i find it almost impossible to say no, but i think i'm slowly overcoming that. baby steps, baby steps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;17. Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my bedroom walls. ok wait, a person? thats a hard one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;18. What's your weakest point?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;my heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;19. What's the thing that you're most proud of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;i honestly am not sure. not that i'm not proud of anything, but i can't pinpoint just one. hm, i'll think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;20.What do you think of sarcasm and irony?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;it adds color to life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I'm quite eager to see if you guys actually do this tag...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;kw, nadra, lala, eka, ellie and josh. two more, emm whoever has a lot of free time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;19th&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Birthday Eka&lt;/span&gt;! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8003057302535531936?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8003057302535531936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8003057302535531936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8003057302535531936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8003057302535531936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='. . . .'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-4350603765276730557</id><published>2008-03-20T12:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T14:43:27.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"save our planet before we save ourselves, pt.II."</title><content type='html'>As i sit down and take a bite at my oh so scrumptious, warm and somewhat salty fried rice, with spring onion topping, i thought to myself how lucky i am. how lucky i am to be living in an environment of this sort. spoiled to live in closed walls unlike many unlucky others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lucky to live in a roach free environment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cockroaches, Lipas, Kachuak or even Gedondong in some other native language in some distant land somewhere sometime in the future or in our alternate lives in an alternate planet,maybe even in another universe far from our planet &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;galaxy far far away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe, i couldn't resist saying in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;galaxy far far away&lt;/span&gt;. HA! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;FAR..FAR..AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anyways, on to more pressing matters. Little do we know, the roaches are here to infest our planet, too long have we put them aside thinking that they are but a mere residential or household nuisance. People who think that should be discredited as human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p:colorscheme colors="#ffffff,#000000,#808080,#000000,#bbe0e3,#333399,#009999,#99cc00"&gt;  &lt;/p:colorscheme&gt;&lt;div shape="_x0000_s1026" class="O" style=""&gt;They are here to take over the planet people! wake up. Doomsday is but months or years away as we speak. day by day their master plan to take over is slowly drawing near. It is not too late to take matters to our own hands. Destroy their lairs, kill their infants, their descendants, their babies ,their offspring before its too late!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we sit here in the comfort of our houses, they are slowly devising the most devastating plan to destroy the human race. completely wipe us out form the face of the planet. Devious these little bastards they come out to our presence once every few days,sacrificing one of their people just to make sure they don't raise  any suspicion. Otherwise we'd be thinking why are they missing for so long being it too good to be true. Secretly hundreds of thousands of them surface below us like the scum of the earth they are..feeding off our shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They walk, they run, they fly, they swim. that's not that bad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HERE COME THE FACTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;prepare &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secretly these shifty bastards wait for us to wage war upon ourselves year by year until the human race  erase their own kind from the face of the planet. Then they crawl beneath the surface. even after the destruction of our planet,the roaches can adapt and live in any environment as they please.Even with nuclear warfare can the roaches still live. in other words&lt;br /&gt;they are immune. YES, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;IMMUNE &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;to nuclear warfare! conniving these creatures, making us kill ourselves while they sit at home and watch with their mini plasma TV's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we try to kill them when they are pregnant with their kids in their sack with insect repellent, their carriers will die. But the sack with the babies in, when the babies are born, they will now be immune. YES, I&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;MMUNE&lt;/span&gt; to insect repellent people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lesson learned from this is, prepare your boots, newspaper rolls, flapjacks, anything solid and beat the fuck out of them to a pulp people. Start causes, find their homes, kill. it is as simple as that people! heck, I'd vote hands down for whichever party if they promise to rid our area totally out of roaches. If we don't make a move now or take control, these years will be the last years of our lives. IT is up to you. the readers and it is your job to raise awareness to kill off all roaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SCREW THE DESTRUCTION OF THE BALANCE OF THE ECOSYSTEM IF THE ROACHES ARE KILLED&lt;/span&gt;. we can always find innocent insect replacements for the roaches. they are not &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;..they're insignificant to the world, irrelevant, and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;OBSOLETE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So people! need i say more!? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Save our planet before we save ourselves!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-IEjnMQLYI/AAAAAAAAADo/L1dP39RC9R8/s1600-h/stoner+and+cat.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-IEjnMQLYI/AAAAAAAAADo/L1dP39RC9R8/s320/stoner+and+cat.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179707531291798914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this post could not have been made possible with out mr.Omar Haziq&lt;br /&gt;(founder of Cockroach Research Awareness Program)&lt;br /&gt;C.R.A.P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;p.s, a more explicit pic would have been used. but since my mem card is currently n/a, oh well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-4350603765276730557?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/4350603765276730557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=4350603765276730557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4350603765276730557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4350603765276730557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/save-our-planet-before-we-save_20.html' title='&quot;save our planet before we save ourselves, pt.II.&quot;'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-IEjnMQLYI/AAAAAAAAADo/L1dP39RC9R8/s72-c/stoner+and+cat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-8945117771481415634</id><published>2008-03-19T20:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-20T12:09:06.797+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Show</title><content type='html'>And i thought Firefox would've been better. HEY! it isss!! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    So here's the assessment criteria:&lt;br /&gt;Tab works,&lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl-Z wrsk,&lt;br /&gt;    Ctrl-A works,&lt;br /&gt;    ANd yes...spell chcek works. perfect..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-EFjklUAkI/AAAAAAAAADg/2mJQmGeoNiY/s1600-h/n698267912_464797_8124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-EFjklUAkI/AAAAAAAAADg/2mJQmGeoNiY/s320/n698267912_464797_8124.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179427155126518338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pictures don't turn out shit too! cut and paste available!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So lesson learned for internet explorer bloggers; everything turns out shitty..goddamn it! gotta go now. short lived happiness. everybody is back now! no more privacy. Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace!&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/2121616239342648478-8945117771481415634?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8945117771481415634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8945117771481415634&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8945117771481415634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8945117771481415634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-show.html' title='Good Show'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-EFjklUAkI/AAAAAAAAADg/2mJQmGeoNiY/s72-c/n698267912_464797_8124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-2760325145306339082</id><published>2008-03-19T10:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T11:13:59.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"save our planet before we save ourselves.."</title><content type='html'>Stranded....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In an isle of lost souls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hearts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally intertwined..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their Hearts..one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their Souls...one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY FOOT on them... &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;SCORE! 2 in 1!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid lipas fucks! you deserve to die! even at the adolescence stage, die before you wreak the earth of your filthy selves and nausiating odour! Kill all the roaches before they take over the planet we love and live in called EARTH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAKAKAKAKAKKKAKA!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-2760325145306339082?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/2760325145306339082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=2760325145306339082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2760325145306339082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2760325145306339082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/save-our-planet-before-we-save.html' title='&quot;save our planet before we save ourselves..&quot;'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-1122355687070549630</id><published>2008-03-18T17:59:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T18:14:22.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cruel, cruel cruel world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Driving, I'm overcome by a sudden sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rapid waves of feelings, rushing through my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tingling sensation gushing through me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm overwhelmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;". . . . Fuck, I need to pee."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-1122355687070549630?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/1122355687070549630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=1122355687070549630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1122355687070549630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1122355687070549630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/cruel-cruel-cruel-world.html' title='cruel, cruel cruel world'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-4986136678655780619</id><published>2008-03-18T17:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T17:35:33.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Are Thumbdrives Water proof?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Could you show me dear,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Something I've not seen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;Something infinitely interesting....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to justify..in our everchanging flows and movements of braincells goin through streams of neverending thoughts. A somehow or rather a mere metaphorical question which in relations to meaningless queries of imeasureable views and opinions,the revolving world around you at the tip of your fingers..and still,uncertainty and doubt still clouds over your planet called earth..from day to day of endless thinking..the best question one can come up with is wether &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;thumbdrives &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;or &lt;/span&gt;pendrives&lt;/span&gt; are waterproof?..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...are they? yes there is the world renowned google and wikipedia to help but thats just so dull and boring right?where's the fun in it?no primary rescearch(searching from the scource itself)... Finding out from these computer generated engines just kills all the exitement..like cheating on an IQ test..meaningless.. its as if the competitors of amazing race jus bought the whole game over and win..where's the fun of having to travel to India,America and China right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes..after much questions asked..it all comes down to...so?....are thumdrives waterproof or not?why you ask? well simply cause of the plain fact of carelessness..D'Ohhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that challenging..but there is still some question marks raised in the question?a rather good argument?no? you decide? and HONESTLY...i still want to know if it is waterproof...i fear for my thumbthumbs dear life or in dull language, Kingston Data Traveler 2.0GB... GEEEZZ..must you be so dense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes something i need to know that i do not know and have not seen..something infinitely interesting....so till then.. have a good afternoon everbody..of to dreamworld to conjur up some more meaningless and senseless thoughts..but then again..isn't that what makes the world go round?Ha! Gotcha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-4986136678655780619?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/4986136678655780619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=4986136678655780619&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4986136678655780619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/4986136678655780619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/are-thumbdrives-water-proof.html' title='Are Thumbdrives Water proof?'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-2340503640374300421</id><published>2008-03-18T01:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T01:58:26.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"two"</title><content type='html'>...and then there were two..&lt;br /&gt;not that there was three or four to begin with, but what the heck right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often times i've asked myself the true meaning to bloggin.&lt;br /&gt;..the answer, very simple actually..the fact of having to spare your poor peers from listening to you nag all day from day till night, monday till sunday..&lt;br /&gt;Then comes the wonderful world of blogging for us to note down all our pointless and irrelavant thoughts all into one simple website for our friends to read; and the next day act as if they understand what were goin through to make us(the bloggers) feel better about our lives..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;simple..straight foward..and everyone walks away happy..&lt;br /&gt;-the bloggers feel good about themselves..&lt;br /&gt;-the readers/friends are spared the pointless nonsence..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note that this may not be pointed to everyone..but who cares right?&lt;br /&gt;I like talking+I like nagging=pain in the ass ears....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go..1st post ever...1st for everything ey?often times wonder why i was granted access to this blog anyways but lets save that for another day shall we?till then?have a good night peoples of planet earth. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-2340503640374300421?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/2340503640374300421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=2340503640374300421&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2340503640374300421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/2340503640374300421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/two.html' title='&quot;two&quot;'/><author><name>kw</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17007270979410531477</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VyS9uNTYn7U/R-CHA0lUAjI/AAAAAAAAADY/Hm64C1fRrlM/S220/smoke.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7856968232401114665</id><published>2008-03-17T16:55:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T17:08:51.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kiss me, i'm irish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Did a typing-speed test. Couldn't beat Eka's score. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/" style="background: transparent url(http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: rgb(0, 153, 51); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman,Arial,serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;65 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored. And in case you sad sad people didn't already know, it is in fact &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Saint Patrick's Day&lt;/span&gt; today. No, we Malaysians don't celebrate this joyous day, unfortunately. Basically cause we have nothing whatsoever to do with the Irish, but that ain't stopping me from going green today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(pictures will be added in later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chicago River is actually dyed green every year to commemorate this day.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LOOKIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R94jt5I4XmI/AAAAAAAAAcA/6uas1tK27XQ/s1600-h/424614183_62c56bb79f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R94jt5I4XmI/AAAAAAAAAcA/6uas1tK27XQ/s320/424614183_62c56bb79f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178615892861804130" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(and no, its not photoshopped)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R94jXZI4XlI/AAAAAAAAAb4/vWE4Bh3D4Pg/s1600-h/800px-Chicago_River_dyed_green,_focus_on_river.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R94jXZI4XlI/AAAAAAAAAb4/vWE4Bh3D4Pg/s320/800px-Chicago_River_dyed_green,_focus_on_river.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178615506314747474" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Imagine a green Tasik Titiwangsa! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R94zi5I4XnI/AAAAAAAAAcI/8A02CN6R1oU/s1600-h/800px-Guinness_Storehouse_St._Patrick%27s_Day_sign.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R94zi5I4XnI/AAAAAAAAAcI/8A02CN6R1oU/s320/800px-Guinness_Storehouse_St._Patrick%27s_Day_sign.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178633296069287538" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7856968232401114665?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7856968232401114665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7856968232401114665&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7856968232401114665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7856968232401114665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/kiss-me-im-irish.html' title='kiss me, i&apos;m irish'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R94jt5I4XmI/AAAAAAAAAcA/6uas1tK27XQ/s72-c/424614183_62c56bb79f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-5586692055778780608</id><published>2008-03-17T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T00:33:14.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the sun(burst) and the stars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;fifteenth march&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've said this close to about a hundred times since last night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"Sunburst was fucking awesome!" (a certain shade of green) &lt;/span&gt;It was worth every single little penny spent on the ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On the way to Mont Kiara; &lt;/span&gt;original plan was to leave at about 3, ended up hanging at Omar's till about close to 5. Raining hailstones(well no it didn't, would've been cooler tho) by the time we got there, so headed to hartamas instead till the rain died down. Made our way back at around 7.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R901oZI4XLI/AAAAAAAAAYo/O47sY4xEeps/s1600-h/DSCN3831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R901oZI4XLI/AAAAAAAAAYo/O47sY4xEeps/s320/DSCN3831.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178354114605112498" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(omar's red shirt, the boyfriend and i)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R94WoJI4XjI/AAAAAAAAAbo/9ix2BMZyNvo/s1600-h/DSCN3833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R94WoJI4XjI/AAAAAAAAAbo/9ix2BMZyNvo/s320/DSCN3833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178601500426395186" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;(ironic;no smoking sign in the chimney's car. oh yeah, see the rain?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;During the concert;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R94XTpI4XkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/hmXNyaGWzek/s1600-h/DSCN3839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R94XTpI4XkI/AAAAAAAAAbw/hmXNyaGWzek/s320/DSCN3839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178602247750704706" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(mister boyfriend and i)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R903IZI4XOI/AAAAAAAAAZA/MNTFX1huUhY/s1600-h/DSCN3845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R903IZI4XOI/AAAAAAAAAZA/MNTFX1huUhY/s320/DSCN3845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178355763872554210" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(mimi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R91r1JI4XiI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YHBou7-CkE0/s1600-h/DSCN3849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R91r1JI4XiI/AAAAAAAAAbg/YHBou7-CkE0/s320/DSCN3849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178413707276344866" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(best guy friend)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R91R_ZI4XhI/AAAAAAAAAbY/0Ba99P_UiNw/s1600-h/IMG_6097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R91R_ZI4XhI/AAAAAAAAAbY/0Ba99P_UiNw/s320/IMG_6097.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178385296067681810" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(reen and gorey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R904DJI4XRI/AAAAAAAAAZY/aDNfAvFcX4E/s1600-h/DSCN3855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R904DJI4XRI/AAAAAAAAAZY/aDNfAvFcX4E/s320/DSCN3855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178356773189868818" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(alanon reen and mimi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R904DpI4XTI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1w_PbALRdfw/s1600-h/DSCN3871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R904DpI4XTI/AAAAAAAAAZo/1w_PbALRdfw/s320/DSCN3871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178356781779803442" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vibe-ing with the roots&lt;br /&gt;(mimi reen alan blong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R904D5I4XUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mvfJKJD7b_s/s1600-h/DSCN3878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R904D5I4XUI/AAAAAAAAAZw/mvfJKJD7b_s/s320/DSCN3878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178356786074770754" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;waiting for john legend&lt;br /&gt;(suffian blong afiq)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R904D5I4XVI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/b9wxJEPgTeM/s1600-h/DSCN3881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R904D5I4XVI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/b9wxJEPgTeM/s320/DSCN3881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178356786074770770" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John Legend; &lt;/span&gt;the highlight performer for me, hands down. I'd pay the 200 bucks just to see him belt his heart out like he did. The crowd was chanting his name, he came out to the edge of the stage, and just stood there. The crowd went wild. He kicked off the set with Do You Wanna Ride, and beautifully ended it with Ordinary People and So High. I may have even gotten a little cheesy during the last few songs, but I ain't saying! Lol. Number One, Pda and Used To Love You were the best for me. Hell, the whole thing was awesome. Beyond awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R905WpI4XWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RwTlPn3q1Nk/s1600-h/DSCN3893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R905WpI4XWI/AAAAAAAAAaA/RwTlPn3q1Nk/s320/DSCN3893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178358207708945762" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R905WpI4XXI/AAAAAAAAAaI/lIWbvC9GtrM/s1600-h/DSCN3895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R905WpI4XXI/AAAAAAAAAaI/lIWbvC9GtrM/s320/DSCN3895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178358207708945778" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Incubus; &lt;/span&gt;if it hadn't been for the fact that Incubus was on last, I think I can say the place would've been empty the minute they were over. The whole band was there, they filled our anticipation by starting off with Wish You Were Here. The crowd was going crazy and jumping around during Anna Molly and Megalomaniac. My two favs gotta be; Talk Shows On Mute, and Are You In. The only downside was having retarded douche bags who for some reason wanna stay in front of the crowd, eventho they seem to not even know 1 out of the 17 songs the band played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R905W5I4XYI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/KVUGRE08Hbk/s1600-h/DSCN3927.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R905W5I4XYI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/KVUGRE08Hbk/s320/DSCN3927.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178358212003913090" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R905W5I4XZI/AAAAAAAAAaY/K1RVQQ87oGM/s1600-h/DSCN3928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R905W5I4XZI/AAAAAAAAAaY/K1RVQQ87oGM/s320/DSCN3928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178358212003913106" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R905XJI4XaI/AAAAAAAAAag/DMfq381In8g/s1600-h/DSCN3936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R905XJI4XaI/AAAAAAAAAag/DMfq381In8g/s320/DSCN3936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178358216298880418" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(he took his shirt off! *swoon*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After the concert; &lt;/span&gt;amazed and exhausted. Hung around for awhile, then followed our tummy's(more like mine actually) back to hartamas for food. Got home at about 4, exhausted beyond words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R907FZI4XbI/AAAAAAAAAao/RtQhieCntVU/s1600-h/DSCN3941.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R907FZI4XbI/AAAAAAAAAao/RtQhieCntVU/s320/DSCN3941.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178360110379457970" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(lala mimi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R907FpI4XcI/AAAAAAAAAaw/qNIuvljNfAY/s1600-h/DSCN3942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R907FpI4XcI/AAAAAAAAAaw/qNIuvljNfAY/s320/DSCN3942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178360114674425282" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(reen mimi alan gorey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R907FpI4XdI/AAAAAAAAAa4/q95JFkfPtKI/s1600-h/DSCN3943.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R907FpI4XdI/AAAAAAAAAa4/q95JFkfPtKI/s320/DSCN3943.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178360114674425298" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(omar suffian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R907F5I4XeI/AAAAAAAAAbA/m7aA8vvwdck/s1600-h/DSCN3950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R907F5I4XeI/AAAAAAAAAbA/m7aA8vvwdck/s320/DSCN3950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178360118969392610" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(omar kw)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I got two "two in one specials" that night;&lt;br /&gt;1. My first real concert, and our first monthiversary.&lt;br /&gt;2. Getting to see Incubus and John Legend. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The next monthiversary has alot to live up to baby!"&lt;/span&gt; I was given specific orders by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;youknowwho&lt;/span&gt; not to go all cheesy here, so I'll try to keep it as lactose intolerant as possible. How lucky to get your monthiversary and the music festival of the year thus far (in malaysia lh duhh) both on the same date. It was unbelievable. Hasn't felt like a month; at times feels like its been forever(ok not forever but you knw what I mean), and other times its like, "Omg, we're at a month already?" I had an amazing time to say the least. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R907nJI4XfI/AAAAAAAAAbI/on16pj28EUM/s1600-h/DSCN3922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R907nJI4XfI/AAAAAAAAAbI/on16pj28EUM/s320/DSCN3922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178360690200042994" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Wouldn't have done it any other way b*****! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-5586692055778780608?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/5586692055778780608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=5586692055778780608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5586692055778780608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5586692055778780608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/sunburst-and-stars.html' title='the sun(burst) and the stars'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R901oZI4XLI/AAAAAAAAAYo/O47sY4xEeps/s72-c/DSCN3831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-964950714460989368</id><published>2008-03-14T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T02:13:20.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I should be doing my Auto cad now. But no, I am here, blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Block furniture can wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;This weekend is gonna be insane.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(the whole week pretty much was, and next week will be too)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Friday (today, duhh); Presentation. I'm the worst person when it comes to talking in front of a crowd. Although I can't seem to keep shut on a normal basis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Saturday (weekend highlight); &lt;/span&gt;&lt;u  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunburst Concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;John Legend and Incubus. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;No idea where/who's place I'll be crashing later that night/morning. Hm, better come up with something quick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sunday; Design Studio Model 1: Form. (due on Monday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Monday; Design Studio Model 2: Space. (due on Tuesday)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;And then theres report after report. And model after model. Finals are up in April. And then I'm off till July. Can't fucking wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;March babies;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;18th March - Adha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;20th March - Eka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;24th March - Jun Wai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;30th March - Juwe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Embrace being old-er.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; "Just run with me through rows of speeding cars,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Okay back to the blocks now. Have fun counting sheep people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&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/2121616239342648478-964950714460989368?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/964950714460989368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=964950714460989368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/964950714460989368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/964950714460989368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/blocks.html' title='blocks'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-8721309544206120476</id><published>2008-03-13T23:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T23:41:14.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twelfth march</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Fucking dirty cops of Malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);font-family:georgia;" &gt;"This is totally gonna be the thing to sum up the whole year,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Its only March baby, its only March. We still have &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AprilMayJuneJulyAugustSeptemberOctoberNovemberDecember&lt;/span&gt; to get through. Bahhh, keep it coming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Way to kick start a relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Straight to overdrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-8721309544206120476?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/8721309544206120476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=8721309544206120476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8721309544206120476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/8721309544206120476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/twelfth-march.html' title='twelfth march'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-1073673981318886601</id><published>2008-03-10T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T22:46:38.828+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fresh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Someone said to me its hard to blog when you're happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;A tad corny, but I found it true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I felt I missed the blogging life, so the hippy blogger is back. We'll see if the happiness sets a permanent base.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I turned 19. Yippee! Resolution no. 1, 2 and 3; tick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R9VHjJI4XII/AAAAAAAAAYU/syCOfxcN3Ro/s1600-h/WydsYnhYT6bmtau9Dpx9yVKI_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R9VHjJI4XII/AAAAAAAAAYU/syCOfxcN3Ro/s320/WydsYnhYT6bmtau9Dpx9yVKI_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176122015806413954" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(papadum is our new thing)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I knew '08 was gonna be ace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Thanks buster:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(so much for coming back with a bang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-1073673981318886601?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/1073673981318886601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=1073673981318886601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1073673981318886601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/1073673981318886601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/03/fresh.html' title='fresh'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R9VHjJI4XII/AAAAAAAAAYU/syCOfxcN3Ro/s72-c/WydsYnhYT6bmtau9Dpx9yVKI_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7097608270150773963</id><published>2008-02-06T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T21:00:57.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Blog, I don't deserve you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;And then life starts getting interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7097608270150773963?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7097608270150773963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7097608270150773963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7097608270150773963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7097608270150773963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/02/blog-i-dont-deserve-you.html' title=''/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-3772898061762617015</id><published>2008-01-05T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T22:29:54.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>group hug</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;I posted an anonymous confession on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://beta.grouphug.us"&gt;Group Hug&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; a few weeks ago. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;But I don't see it there =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-3772898061762617015?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/3772898061762617015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=3772898061762617015&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3772898061762617015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/3772898061762617015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/01/group-hug.html' title='group hug'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-5930147621904423395</id><published>2008-01-05T20:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T20:47:29.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hope they have a plan.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R397_Rh1g6I/AAAAAAAAAYE/MzeArmEOh1A/s1600-h/DSCN3417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R397_Rh1g6I/AAAAAAAAAYE/MzeArmEOh1A/s200/DSCN3417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151972825702433698" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"&gt;So now I'm free&lt;br /&gt;Free&lt;br /&gt;From the big bad giant&lt;br /&gt;Who was stalking me&lt;br /&gt;Thank you feet, for guiding me&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad somehow I got brains down there, at least&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I'm tempted&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I am&lt;br /&gt;I would be lying if I said I didn't miss that giant man&lt;br /&gt;He was the line between pleasure and pain&lt;br /&gt;But me and the feet have some years to reclaim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-5930147621904423395?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/5930147621904423395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=5930147621904423395&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5930147621904423395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/5930147621904423395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-hope-they-have-plan.html' title='i hope they have a plan.'/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/R397_Rh1g6I/AAAAAAAAAYE/MzeArmEOh1A/s72-c/DSCN3417.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2121616239342648478.post-7745850010684390594</id><published>2008-01-03T23:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T23:35:57.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Luka hati, akan mati,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;jika jiwa terus menari dan bermimpi ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2121616239342648478-7745850010684390594?l=ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/feeds/7745850010684390594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2121616239342648478&amp;postID=7745850010684390594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7745850010684390594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2121616239342648478/posts/default/7745850010684390594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ctnuruuuuul.blogspot.com/2008/01/luka-hati-akan-mati-jika-jiwa-terus.html' title=''/><author><name>ctnurul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13213628612942803825</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ub5zqYZk4Q8/SWMVh0Sz3rI/AAAAAAAABBw/cp87MmxIgLE/s1600-R/n672511135_1857805_2300.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
