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term='Piinkcess'/><category term='Underwater World'/><category term='W'/><category term='Hon Kee'/><category term='Karaoke'/><title type='text'>BlurCo</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>621</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-612863864302075983</id><published>2012-02-08T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T16:06:13.025+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>Life has now been explained to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre class="letterbox" style="background-color: #fffffa; color: #222222; cursor: default; font-family: Verdana, Georgia, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 1.32; text-align: left;"&gt;On the first day God created the dog. God said, "Sit all day by the door of your&lt;br /&gt;house and bark at anyone who comes in or walks past. I will give you a life span of&lt;br /&gt;twenty years." The dog said, "That's too long to be barking. Give me ten years and&lt;br /&gt;I'll give you back the other ten." &lt;br /&gt;So God agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second day God created the monkey. God said, "Entertain people, do monkey&lt;br /&gt;tricks and make them laugh. I'll give you a twenty-year life span." The monkey said,&lt;br /&gt;"Monkey tricks for twenty years? I don't think so. Dog gave you back ten, so that's&lt;br /&gt;what I'll do too, okay?"&lt;br /&gt;And God agreed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the third day God created the cow. "You must go to the field with the farmer all&lt;br /&gt;day long and suffer under the sun, have calves, and give milk to support the farmer.&lt;br /&gt;I will give you a life span of sixty years."&lt;br /&gt;The cow said, "That's kind of a tough life you want me to live for sixty years. Let&lt;br /&gt;me have twenty and I'll give back the other forty." &lt;br /&gt;And God agreed again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day God created man. God said, "Eat, sleep, play, marry and enjoy your&lt;br /&gt;life. I'll give you twenty years."&lt;br /&gt;Man said, "What? Only twenty years? Tell you what, I'll take my twenty, and the forty&lt;br /&gt;the cow gave back, and the ten the monkey gave back, and the ten the dog gave back,&lt;br /&gt;that makes eighty, okay?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay," said God, "You've got a deal." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that is why the first twenty years we eat, sleep, play, and enjoy ourselves; the&lt;br /&gt;next forty years we slave in the sun to support our family; the next ten years we do&lt;br /&gt;monkey tricks to entertain the grandchildren; and the last ten years we sit on the&lt;br /&gt;front porch and bark at everyone. &lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-612863864302075983?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/612863864302075983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=612863864302075983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/612863864302075983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/612863864302075983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2012/02/life-has-now-been-explained-to-you.html' title='Life has now been explained to you'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-5959439869795762334</id><published>2012-02-05T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-05T00:10:54.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Love'/><title type='text'>what is love?</title><content type='html'>love is when you smile like a silly dumb girl without&amp;nbsp;realizing&amp;nbsp;it while thinking of that particular person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* just feel the sudden need to jot this down cos i just&amp;nbsp;realized&amp;nbsp;i was smiling like a dumb girl. heh... :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-5959439869795762334?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/5959439869795762334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=5959439869795762334&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5959439869795762334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5959439869795762334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2012/02/what-is-love.html' title='what is love?'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-9135132211278433039</id><published>2012-02-01T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T01:17:36.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emo nite</title><content type='html'>I realised only few posts ago, I was being emo. And now I am in emo mood again. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I don&amp;#39;t knw why. I blame it on my self esteem issues. I blame it on my self confidence issue. I blame it on myself. I&amp;#39;m blaming it on pms too tho. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Stupid mood swings...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I blog lesser now. I don&amp;#39;t knw what to blog abt anymore. No inspiration. No life. As if my life is not interesting anymore. Sighs...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Today, I felt like crying. Since once I woke up. Emo level 100%. But end up I didn&amp;#39;t. Just tears filled up my eyes and that&amp;#39;s it. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;No. Noone bullied me at work. Work is fine. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Then I came home. Showered. And watched tv alone. Comedy series. N I didn&amp;#39;t laugh a single bit. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ended up, I switch it off and try to sleep. But here I am, blogging on my BB. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;So difficult to make myself happy anymore. Where&amp;#39;s the old me? &lt;br&gt;Sent by DiGi from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; Smartphone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-9135132211278433039?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/9135132211278433039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=9135132211278433039&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/9135132211278433039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/9135132211278433039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2012/02/emo-nite.html' title='Emo nite'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-6559549052051712608</id><published>2012-01-29T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T18:41:09.222+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cny'/><title type='text'>CNY 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;well, a little gentle warning. lotsa pictures ahead...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;21 jan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2jti6mVYpw/TyUJ79tYOrI/AAAAAAAACB4/uQLn7fo4WZs/s1600/403889_284893511567950_245787577_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2jti6mVYpw/TyUJ79tYOrI/AAAAAAAACB4/uQLn7fo4WZs/s400/403889_284893511567950_245787577_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;2nd lou sang~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;the CNY feel for this year started on the night before the reunion dinner. we had our pre-reunion dinner in subang parade with the 4th uncle and auntie with of cos my cousinss...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C09PnGr8nT8/TyUJ7c9ClSI/AAAAAAAACBw/c-CmSJs6CZ4/s1600/395601_284892468234721_100001419100220_751163_985217811_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-C09PnGr8nT8/TyUJ7c9ClSI/AAAAAAAACBw/c-CmSJs6CZ4/s400/395601_284892468234721_100001419100220_751163_985217811_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;granny being camera shyy... lol...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;MrV is back to Ayer Tawar with his siblings the same morning and i practically rot my day awaiting watching big bang theory until dinner time. and i thought by staying at home being on stand by is useful. =.="&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyRrrKVqBxg/TyUJ8zzXkYI/AAAAAAAACCI/J5yydhHuLr0/s1600/408672_284893808234587_100001419100220_751169_213230348_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OyRrrKVqBxg/TyUJ8zzXkYI/AAAAAAAACCI/J5yydhHuLr0/s400/408672_284893808234587_100001419100220_751169_213230348_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;called my 4th uncle and aunt for dinner and after dinner, we walked around in subang parade. well, parkson closed pretty late and i got myself a pair of jeans! yay! (its really difficult for me to buy clothes so im just being excited. :D)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VdJfWltTgrM/TyUJ6wKmsOI/AAAAAAAACBs/iNnw-3RwoIw/s1600/395531_284893681567933_100001419100220_751168_68814714_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VdJfWltTgrM/TyUJ6wKmsOI/AAAAAAAACBs/iNnw-3RwoIw/s400/395531_284893681567933_100001419100220_751168_68814714_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;granny and cousin wilson&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2UK9FStu4M/TyUJ8Zb4oMI/AAAAAAAACB8/Gk8g_XtdzxE/s1600/404375_284892371568064_100001419100220_751162_1668979701_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V2UK9FStu4M/TyUJ8Zb4oMI/AAAAAAAACB8/Gk8g_XtdzxE/s400/404375_284892371568064_100001419100220_751162_1668979701_n.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;fortune cookie from japanese colleague, chie-san&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;22 jan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bl4DbsZN9Cc/TyUJ9i0yraI/AAAAAAAACCQ/D2qnubfvoJU/s1600/IMG_2760a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Bl4DbsZN9Cc/TyUJ9i0yraI/AAAAAAAACCQ/D2qnubfvoJU/s400/IMG_2760a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;HUGE SHRIMP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;the next day, i had to work morning shift. so the earlier preparation, i didnt manage to snap any picts. when i got home, freshen up a lil and waited for the rest to come.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SlKClD1yEHI/TyUJ-BQZtQI/AAAAAAAACEU/wpReSas6Li4/s1600/IMG_2761a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SlKClD1yEHI/TyUJ-BQZtQI/AAAAAAAACEU/wpReSas6Li4/s400/IMG_2761a.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;prepping...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this would be the 2nd year we made steamboat for reunion dinner. well... its easy. easy to prepare and easy to clean up. and watever we cant finish, we keep and use for next meal. or even can use them to cook maggi mee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcUC3OFQVi8/TyUJ-_yqmyI/AAAAAAAACCg/nhT4lkngY6k/s1600/IMG_2762a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RcUC3OFQVi8/TyUJ-_yqmyI/AAAAAAAACCg/nhT4lkngY6k/s400/IMG_2762a.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;MrV's fav. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b0Lh1nR_g6o/TyUJ_YlExqI/AAAAAAAACEk/P-LaoXkph-c/s1600/IMG_2763a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b0Lh1nR_g6o/TyUJ_YlExqI/AAAAAAAACEk/P-LaoXkph-c/s400/IMG_2763a.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;nomss~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dogpeG--L1M/TyUJ_2o8xyI/AAAAAAAACCs/phR7kHhpDXA/s1600/IMG_2765a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dogpeG--L1M/TyUJ_2o8xyI/AAAAAAAACCs/phR7kHhpDXA/s400/IMG_2765a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;kinboy being all excited with all my aunts and uncles and cousins over. he was soo busy that night looking and following ppl in and out. and look at the face! smiling all night long!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvmNwLQbjbQ/TyUKAvvtjwI/AAAAAAAACC0/BTJmu-4JBzQ/s1600/IMG_2773a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-jvmNwLQbjbQ/TyUKAvvtjwI/AAAAAAAACC0/BTJmu-4JBzQ/s400/IMG_2773a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;feastingg...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mw-0Bv7FvG0/TyUKBM3D_LI/AAAAAAAACC4/Sl1Z60UcDB8/s1600/IMG_2775a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Mw-0Bv7FvG0/TyUKBM3D_LI/AAAAAAAACC4/Sl1Z60UcDB8/s400/IMG_2775a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;other than steamboat, we cannot not have my grandma's best dish. braised pork with sea cucumber. and rice... &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iFuAMKzkKGg/TyUKByswVlI/AAAAAAAACDI/i6PHTU0NAtE/s1600/IMG_2781a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iFuAMKzkKGg/TyUKByswVlI/AAAAAAAACDI/i6PHTU0NAtE/s400/IMG_2781a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;cousins diggin in...&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mSUpsYWW7DY/TyUKC7jMnhI/AAAAAAAACDM/5PxW-HvrJ3s/s1600/IMG_2782a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mSUpsYWW7DY/TyUKC7jMnhI/AAAAAAAACDM/5PxW-HvrJ3s/s400/IMG_2782a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgPBMtGxEV8/TyUKDTIk6DI/AAAAAAAACEo/pdNXH3Ms62Y/s1600/IMG_2786a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rgPBMtGxEV8/TyUKDTIk6DI/AAAAAAAACEo/pdNXH3Ms62Y/s400/IMG_2786a.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;wilson attempting to pop the bottle without hurting anyone... lol...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGdJeg8sIko/TyUKEDQV7RI/AAAAAAAACEc/xvaF6K6eknw/s1600/IMG_2787a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oGdJeg8sIko/TyUKEDQV7RI/AAAAAAAACEc/xvaF6K6eknw/s400/IMG_2787a.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;sparkling juice... yums...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BWHzS3_s2x4/TyUKFDA_NMI/AAAAAAAACDo/uNSU0Vv6YGE/s1600/IMG_2792a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BWHzS3_s2x4/TyUKFDA_NMI/AAAAAAAACDo/uNSU0Vv6YGE/s400/IMG_2792a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;lucky draw...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;we have this tradition every reunion dinner. as dessert, we will have soya with tong yuin. and in all of it will have red bean fillings. only one with chocolate filling. we will all chip in some cash to feed the ang pao. whoever who ate the chocolate filling will be the lucky one taking the ang pao...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DC36HE1tzKU/TyUKF9bEj1I/AAAAAAAACEg/Lr8-cV0ZZWU/s1600/IMG_2799a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DC36HE1tzKU/TyUKF9bEj1I/AAAAAAAACEg/Lr8-cV0ZZWU/s400/IMG_2799a.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and the lucky one this year is cousin tracy.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;23 jan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dCV0xHc8bAE/TyUKHKa_IzI/AAAAAAAACD4/VpQCsePPGkM/s1600/IMG_2802a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dCV0xHc8bAE/TyUKHKa_IzI/AAAAAAAACD4/VpQCsePPGkM/s400/IMG_2802a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;the usual 1st day of cny, all of us will be in jinjang, kepong. surprisingly, we are the only family this year. no idea where are the rest. there goes my ang pao collection. :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;again, i am working morning shift. right after my shift, i apps'ed bernard and joann, and they were like. "no, we havent even left subang yet!" =.="" which is good! cos it means i didnt missed out much. hehe...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;once i arrived, they started with their manicure mini bar... after that, gambled a few rounds and we took our dinner. the leftovers from the steamboat the night before.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5hSinqjjZ_A/TyUKHjVwYCI/AAAAAAAACEE/wQNd2Ua_ExE/s1600/IMG_2804a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5hSinqjjZ_A/TyUKHjVwYCI/AAAAAAAACEE/wQNd2Ua_ExE/s400/IMG_2804a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;well, while we were having our dinner, grandma merajuk'ed a lil. she said we were fighting for food like we never eat for a long time. which made ALL of us went 'huh?!' ended up, all the grandchildren went in the room one by one to pujuk her. and... failed miserably... =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;after that, she fell asleep, we continued our dinner and more gambling and she was ok all over again!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;obviously, grandma didnt have dinner. so once we reached subang, we went for mamak so that she can eat something before heading home. not that we didnt keep any food for her but she keep pushing ALL of us away from the room.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;headed home, and i slept like a pig.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;ok. below will have lotsa yada yada yada... just wanna keep note on what was i up to during cny.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;24 jan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;MrV is back~ had dinner with him and his brother and headed home. nothing much on that day tho...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;25 jan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;had dinner with mom, aunt and grandma in ss15. i guess it is bcos of the crowd, the food was just so so... but then it was nice... ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;after dinner, went over to auntie jane's place. ah wei bought something back from ipoh and wanted to pass some to grandma so we went over and collect them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;26 jan&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;hrm. nothing much. finish noon shift and headed home. the silly boy slept all the way. =.="&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;27 jan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;went over to jess's place for steamboat dinner. and gambled and boy we laughed a lot while gambling. we played 'in between'. and i almost died from heart attack. ok. over&amp;nbsp;exaggerated. but close enough.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;it was nice seeing jess and von again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;28 jan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;MrV went back first and rest... and slept all the way again. while i was at work. then picked him up to settle some old habit. smoke. drove ard and drove to usj19... and went home for dinner...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;29 jan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i hv to stay back for the 2 hrs i took off early on 27th. so i have to work till 12am. MrV is on-call tonight. which means, i'll be sleeping alone tonight. T.T&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;cant wait till tmrw! wheeeeeeeeeee~~ ^^&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-6559549052051712608?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/6559549052051712608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=6559549052051712608&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/6559549052051712608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/6559549052051712608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2012/01/cny-2012.html' title='CNY 2012'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2jti6mVYpw/TyUJ79tYOrI/AAAAAAAACB4/uQLn7fo4WZs/s72-c/403889_284893511567950_245787577_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-4891822781638027959</id><published>2012-01-17T01:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T01:45:07.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so many things...</title><content type='html'>... so little time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got so many things to blog which i dont know what to blog first! and i got a lot of back logged stuffs i wanna blog. but then now i dont feel like blogging it alre cos it is wayyyyy toooooo longggg agoooooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhowsss, noelle was in town!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. not the first time. the previous trip she was with chris, eve and cheryl. yay! met new ppl again. nice bunch! but that time we just had dinner at jalan alor and thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and silly chris and eve left their passports at the hotel. lucky enough, jessy was going to singapore on the same day itself. so she helped them collected their passports (and their bbpooh's passport too), and then drove to the customs. and then all 4 of them was still there! so they forced themselves into the small little kancil with all the luggages and went in to singapore. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh... no. out of topic liao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, noelle was in town since wednesday. but she was here for the company's kick off. and then she extended her stay here starting from saturday noon until monday. and then she is flying off on tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday she came to my office to meet me up after my work. we went for &lt;a href="http://blurconoms.blogspot.com/2011/09/restoran-2008-snow-beer-cheras.html"&gt;snow beer&lt;/a&gt; in cheras with abbie and nikie. after that we headed to enigma in tmn desa. initially, was thinking to bring her to words chat. but abbie said its closed alre. :( we went enigma. ordered the 1st 2 jugs and shared 4 of us. after that we ordered another 2 jugs and only me and noelle drank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after finishing the jugs, pack my stuffs frm home and went for lok lok in sunway. and then headed back to hotel. and by the time we reached the hotel, it was alre 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, we went straight to sunway pyramid and had bubba gump for late lunch. and boyy... the lunch was heavy! both of us was sooo full until we cant even move!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked ard pyramid. until noelle was having headache. we wanted to watch movie but the timing is out cos MrV is coming back to KL ard the same time the movie starts. so we ended in haagen dazs&amp;nbsp;instead. we had ice cream and smoked until i recv MrV's msg stating that he is on the way from his sister's place. so we made a move back to my house to pick him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all 3 of us were in the car. all 3 of us couldnt eat anymore. so all 3 of us ended up watching real steel in mid valley. yaaa!!! real steel is still showing in mid valley!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after movie, we sent noelle back to the hotel, and we went home and zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday, is a little more eventful cos woke up slightly earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos, in the morning, MrV will go to work. and then i continue sleep a while and got up. started msg everyone what is the dinner plan like. took shower and dilly dally a lil and then headed out to pick noelle up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stop was dim sum in ss2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd stop, we went karaoke from 1pm to 3pm! omg! its only rm8! my cheapest karaoke session in my entire life so far! but the sound system sucks. to. the. max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd stop was yu kee bak kut teh in ss14. she die die oso wanna eat bak kut teh. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4th stop was in pyramid. again. cos she wanna buy some krispy kreme and planet popcorn back to singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5th stop was at MrV's work place to pick him up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6th stop was at the mamak near nikie's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7th stop was at nikie's place to have a quick shower. i tell u.... the weather is sooo damn hot! at least after shower. felt better. dun feel so agitated. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th stop was at wang chiew restaurant in ss2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th stop was at the hotel. sending noelle back and checked with the reception on the transportation to KLIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bid farewell and then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th stop. home sweet home. and MrV is snoring now. hehe~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-4891822781638027959?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/4891822781638027959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=4891822781638027959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/4891822781638027959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/4891822781638027959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2012/01/so-many-things.html' title='so many things...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-7109040101477785430</id><published>2012-01-07T08:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-07T08:47:54.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cherating (on the way)</title><content type='html'>Yup! Blogging LIVE. Haha. I&amp;#39;m now in Nikie&amp;#39;s car. Nikie&amp;#39;s driving. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ystd when mrV was sending me to work, I actually forgot to take the coupon for cherating. I actually asked him to u-turn go send me home to take it. Luckily he reminded me that I can just print it in the office. Hehe... Silly me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;They r arguing on what to eat. -.-&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I will be taking the room alone. It will be my first time sleeping alone in a hotel room. Being a chicken, I wonder will I end up with sleepless nights or not. :P &lt;br&gt;Sent by DiGi from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; Smartphone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-7109040101477785430?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/7109040101477785430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=7109040101477785430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7109040101477785430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7109040101477785430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2012/01/cherating-on-way.html' title='Cherating (on the way)'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-1018227839669196783</id><published>2012-01-05T13:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T13:50:08.162+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eeeeemo</title><content type='html'>Just updated my private blog with tons of emo stuffs. Emo, at the beginning of the year. How wonderful is that? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Something to look fwd to would be this weekend&amp;#39;s cherating trip! Nope. Not ruby&amp;#39;s this time. Bought a deal from groupon last year. So we r gonna have a early of the year  vacay. I&amp;#39;ll be sleeping alone! Good is, I hv the room to me self. Bad is, I wonder will I freak out and end up not getting any sleep or not. :( &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I shall continue rolling in my bed ber-emo-ing. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sent by DiGi from my BlackBerry&amp;#174; Smartphone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-1018227839669196783?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/1018227839669196783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=1018227839669196783&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1018227839669196783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1018227839669196783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2012/01/eeeeemo.html' title='Eeeeemo'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-7674728043010963157</id><published>2012-01-01T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T13:23:56.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2012'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2012!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUK-gzDV-2I/Tv7lYDeFnjI/AAAAAAAAB94/73LrCy1FxqI/s1600/colorful_new_year_2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="500" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUK-gzDV-2I/Tv7lYDeFnjI/AAAAAAAAB94/73LrCy1FxqI/s640/colorful_new_year_2012.jpg" width="500" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo~ ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-7674728043010963157?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/7674728043010963157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=7674728043010963157&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7674728043010963157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7674728043010963157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2012/01/happy-new-year-2012.html' title='Happy New Year 2012!'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vUK-gzDV-2I/Tv7lYDeFnjI/AAAAAAAAB94/73LrCy1FxqI/s72-c/colorful_new_year_2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-6504507721359369465</id><published>2011-12-31T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T14:35:51.339+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Resolution'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Ponder'/><title type='text'>Resolutions</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;was having breakfast with MrV this morning and he asked if i have the habit of having new year resolutions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before this, i have none. didnt bother to do any. even if there is, it is small kicimiao stuff. maybe thats why it seemed like i do not have any target. hrm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's try for 2012 and see how many of them i can achieve at the end of 2012...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, get a job in SG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, learn to cook/bake/make something. maggi mee not included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3, pamper myself more. massages, facials, spas, hair treatments etc etc. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4, repaint my room and re-deco it. unpack all my stuffs... im sleeping in like somewhat a store room. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5, travel at least once overseas. wherever... just get out of msia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6, go for health check and see the dentist. i think the last i went to a dentist was in primary school. *hides*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7, get myself a dog. and i wonder what will be my grandma's reaction. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8, get either a better laptop or a desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9, be more positive and stop thinking too much nonsensical stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10, make more time for myself and for MrV. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11, save more marnee! *kachingg~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12, x'mas eve or NYE bbq at home. may look like "whats the big deal" but to organise it at my own home, is a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 months, with 12 items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpFxX7_8tmQ/Tv6sWRVNxKI/AAAAAAAAB9s/HfOtVbRp7sk/s1600/challenge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpFxX7_8tmQ/Tv6sWRVNxKI/AAAAAAAAB9s/HfOtVbRp7sk/s400/challenge.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gambateh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-6504507721359369465?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/6504507721359369465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=6504507721359369465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/6504507721359369465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/6504507721359369465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/12/resolutions.html' title='Resolutions'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MpFxX7_8tmQ/Tv6sWRVNxKI/AAAAAAAAB9s/HfOtVbRp7sk/s72-c/challenge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-833727124730171729</id><published>2011-12-25T01:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T01:47:22.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil BlurCo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merry Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Love'/><title type='text'>Merry Xmas and 2011 recaps</title><content type='html'>it is xmas eve and i am spending it in the office working midnite shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just 1 more week, we will be entering 2012. and about 3 weeks ago was my birthday. and how samson always tell me :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W19Kbbj78w4/TvXynFmRI_I/AAAAAAAAB7M/iXfoEcwMkow/s1600/bday1month.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W19Kbbj78w4/TvXynFmRI_I/AAAAAAAAB7M/iXfoEcwMkow/s400/bday1month.JPG" width="312" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how time flies, just early this yr i got myself out from a closeted straight rship away from an asshole. funny how that sounds. i am out and proud when i was dating girls but closeted when dating a guy. and then turns out without&amp;nbsp;realizing, i was the 3rd party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but its ok, what is lost reminded me i am surrounded with great friends. they constantly kept me occupied so that i wont do silly things. 1 of them uses the same words i scolded her b4 on me. hehe... what goes around comes around. the chain smoking sessions. the comforting words... thank u...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came the unfateful event. the &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2011_T%C5%8Dhoku_earthquake_and_tsunami"&gt;japan earthquake&lt;/a&gt;. the event affects the &lt;a href="http://micgadget.com/11718/japans-earthquake-affects-internet-connection-between-china-and-united-states/"&gt;subsea cables&lt;/a&gt;, and i could say it was critical. team leads and team manager having sleepless nights to restore the service. while working all the overtime, i keep following the news online. and i was surprised by how the japanese went through the whole ordeal. and the &lt;a href="http://www.blurco.com/2011/03/japan-quake-as-seen-from-twitter-by-jun.html"&gt;tweets&lt;/a&gt; i came across somehow felt warm and touching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;was torn between phone and finally got myself my first &lt;a href="http://www.blurco.com/2011/04/i-can-haz-berry.html"&gt;blackberry&lt;/a&gt; all thanks to jessy. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*goes through my blog for interesting stuffs but found out my life is indeed boring. T.T*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhh... i was &lt;a href="http://www.blurco.com/2011/06/drunkard-cherating-and-such.html"&gt;drunk&lt;/a&gt; until i didnt lock the door and left my car keys in the car. hahahaa! i still cant believe i did that! i blame on the stupid traffic jam. seriously. i could have reach home earlier and all that wont happen. but then again, if that didnt happen, i wont be able to look back at my blog entries and laugh at myself. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;subang empire gallery &lt;a href="http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/subang-empire-exploded.html"&gt;exploded&lt;/a&gt;~ up till now, they said it was not the gas leakage. oh well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting &lt;a href="http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/visit-from-sg.html"&gt;noelle&lt;/a&gt; for the 1st time... like finally. =.=" and she is coming again next week, and also in january. wow... january will be packed! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/3rd-case.html"&gt;3rd break-in&lt;/a&gt;... :( well... nevermind that. *sighs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;a href="http://www.blurco.com/2011/10/big-bad-naughty-wolf.html"&gt;someone&lt;/a&gt; for the 1st time :P and i just realised he commented one of my &lt;a href="http://www.blurco.com/2011/05/i-iz-sick.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; b4. well, that is if it is really him la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;won LCD TV during &lt;a href="http://www.blurco.com/2011/11/wild-wild-west-annual-dinner-2011.html"&gt;annual dinner&lt;/a&gt;!!! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i just realised it was not an eventful year. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mayb it was but i forgot to blog about it and now i forgot everything about it. urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may my 2012 be an eventful one! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i MUST hav the blogging habit to remember them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Merry Xmas and Happy New Year!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vRn7tymTwok/TvYP0CvRxAI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/rsDhM3c50rY/s1600/kurisumasu.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="272" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vRn7tymTwok/TvYP0CvRxAI/AAAAAAAAB7Y/rsDhM3c50rY/s400/kurisumasu.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;dont be naughty~ *grins*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-833727124730171729?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/833727124730171729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=833727124730171729&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/833727124730171729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/833727124730171729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/12/merry-xmas-and-2011-recaps.html' title='Merry Xmas and 2011 recaps'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-W19Kbbj78w4/TvXynFmRI_I/AAAAAAAAB7M/iXfoEcwMkow/s72-c/bday1month.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-2722885701992807732</id><published>2011-12-23T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T20:12:20.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fourfeetnine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Proposal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='timothy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='audrey'/><title type='text'>Congrats...</title><content type='html'>... to &lt;a href="http://fourfeetnine.com/"&gt;Audrey&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://timothytiah.com/"&gt;Timothy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Audrey is an average girl whom i know from back in high school. 1st impression back then was she is geeky. yea. thick glasses and all that. from one of the top classes if im not mistaken. not to mention, short. :P she is indeed fourfeetnine. i never knew about them till jessy told me about those cyber world&amp;nbsp;rumor&amp;nbsp;thingie. i never followed tim's blog b4. until i got to know that he is dating someone from my high school. since then, i followed his blog as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until recent yrs, we chatted a bit about this girl we used to know back in high school. not a good experience for both of us. but that girl somehow stopped bugging me. hrm... not sure if she still bugs her tho. haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;throughout the stalking (yes. i call blog readers stalkers. so i am a stalker too, i admit), i find them ridiculously cute together. cute terms of endearment like shorty and wombeh. cute encounters... just cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was going through my twitter that day tim proposed. i seldom go through my twitter and when i saw tweets saying congrats to both of them. i dont know why i got so happy. as if im the one who is getting proposed to. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the thing. reading people's blog somehow i feel like, i am following their ups and downs. and to hear this good news, and what more an ex high school mate. im happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once again, congrats aud and tim. may both of u have another brand new wonderful chapter together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="225" mozallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/33507366?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/33507366"&gt;Meme Proposal | Tim * Audrey&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/crazymonkey"&gt;Crazy Monkey Studio&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-2722885701992807732?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/2722885701992807732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=2722885701992807732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2722885701992807732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2722885701992807732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/12/congrats.html' title='Congrats...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-6083703911043107985</id><published>2011-12-18T17:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T17:43:50.265+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>simple update</title><content type='html'>the previous post is not considered as an update for this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at least i myself dont think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so sorry for have not been updating this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the previous post was being DEMANDED by &lt;a href="http://ju-rants.blogspot.com/"&gt;ju-lian&lt;/a&gt;. haha! im kidding. i forgot what was the conversation with him abt in msn alre. and he just asked me to blog about him. when i told him done, he was like "so fast!" and then said that im like a pimp now. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, im not lazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for why am i so freaking busy. obviously its my work. recently, lots of havoc happened. whenever i draft my post half way, some shit would happened and i will be busy like i dont need to stop working. really, i think im a workaholic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how often do i go back to office on my off day to work? but i did that day. cos i know the my colleagues are all tired from the subsea issues. wat subsea?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.pacnet.com/about-pacnet/our-network/"&gt;Subsea cables&lt;/a&gt;. read it, look at the map and be very confused. haha... cos i dont know anything when i was in the training and even when i was hands on alre, i was at blur...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since im alre talking about how i was at the beginning of the job, after 3 yrs. i'm being promoted. :D erm. did i mention this alre. i think i didnt. too lazy to go through my previous posts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to blog about last week! my bday week! and i got no time to re-think wat happened. :(&lt;br /&gt;my memory suckss... sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh... ystd was in hartamas with SC and JY for tarot card reading. quite scary... T.T some good, some bad. and i need to think of who is the mysterious man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till a better post comes up, ja neh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-6083703911043107985?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/6083703911043107985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=6083703911043107985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/6083703911043107985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/6083703911043107985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/12/simple-update.html' title='simple update'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-4506412721921487678</id><published>2011-12-15T13:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T14:00:21.472+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>Ju-Lian...</title><content type='html'>... has weekly dream girls...cos he is single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he is in need of a gf... be his gf and u will be his only dream girl! every day! every hour! every minute! every second!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any takers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s :- he asked me to blog about him. so, there...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-4506412721921487678?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/4506412721921487678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=4506412721921487678&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/4506412721921487678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/4506412721921487678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/12/ju-lian.html' title='Ju-Lian...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-8161797425955222755</id><published>2011-11-29T16:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T16:17:50.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Restaurant Ipoh Chicken Rice'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Petaling Street'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Famous Seremban Favourites'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Movie'/><title type='text'>packed weekend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;it was a mad mad weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall start from friday...&lt;br /&gt;after my midnite shift, i decided to zombie-fy myself. went breakfast with SC at &lt;a href="http://www.vkeong.com/2009/05/char-siew-famous-seremban-favorites-restaurant-sunway-mas-pj/"&gt;Famous Seremban Favourites&lt;/a&gt; in Aman Suria. i had the sudden crave for wan tan mee and char siew. *slurps*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went over to Mutiara Dsara. from the curve, we walked to tesco where SC stocked up his "mini mart" with milk and milo... =.=" went back to the curve to leave the stuffs in the car, and then headed to ikea to walk ard... and then had tutti frutti at the curve. they got red velvet there! ^^&lt;br /&gt;we then went over to e@curve to walk ard to have a look at BB 9810. in the midst of brainwashing him to get a BB. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed back to his place and freshen up a bit. and then dropped him off at empire subang while i head home to sleep for my midnite shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;told u i wanted to zombie-fied myself. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday morning itself, went for mcd breakfast and then headed home to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went dinner with the girls at &lt;a href="http://www.steamboat.com.my/index.asp"&gt;hoho steamboat&lt;/a&gt; in kota dsara. and then went for movies in e@curve. puss in boots! so cute!&lt;br /&gt;O.O "ooooooo"&lt;br /&gt;went for mamak session a while near nikie's house before we call it a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday came with food madness!&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 8am on an offday is really not my thing. :( but, it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;my alarm went off at 8am and minutes later, the girls start to spam the bbm group chat. which means, i do not need to wake jessy up anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got ready and waited for jessy to come over and we all went in 1 car. we headed downtown! met up with abbie, nikie and henry and the food journey begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st stop was at petaling street. the red sauced chee cheong fun. then we walked over to a stall selling&lt;a href="http://iblogmyway.blogspot.com/2011/01/mua-chi-petaling-street.html"&gt; mua chi&lt;/a&gt;. the mua chi is nice! they got lots of flavors! i picked ribena and lychee. ^^ but then u can mix all in 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked to this hidden place where they sell more food. although it is hidden, but they are quite packed! i ordered assam laksa, and they ordered curry laksa and chee cheong fun. and guess what, SC sapu'ed habis the assam laksa. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while walking back to get our cars, we bought mata kucing. yums~ tho i can have it in MV, but still. yum~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then headed back to PJ for our early lunch at &lt;a href="http://food.malaysiamostwanted.com/venues/new-restaurant-ipoh-chicken-rice-pj"&gt;New Restaurant Ipoh Chicken Rice&lt;/a&gt;. SC dapau'ed and went off cos need to work. and nikie didnt join us after the chicken rice session as she got appointment with her lecturer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impromptu trip to genting! and i was in shorts. =.=" jessy was in shorts AND sleeveless top. =.="""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we did some window shopping and had herbal tea egg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while we were going down hill, we stopped by gohtong jaya to have my ever beloved claypot dong fun. not everyday u get to eat this ok? and it is damn nice! :D we also had 'mao san wong' durian!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back KL and picked nikie up from her place and we went for bak kut teh in Sg Buloh. and while on our way back to nikie's place, we had durian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now the question is :- michelle? durian? seriously?! =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya. i dunno why i ate durian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures later la. lazy to edit now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-8161797425955222755?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/8161797425955222755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=8161797425955222755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8161797425955222755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8161797425955222755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/11/packed-weekend.html' title='packed weekend!'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-1365237409258593618</id><published>2011-11-25T03:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T07:10:57.783+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='English'/><title type='text'>How many of you...</title><content type='html'>is confused between below examples :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;save n safe&lt;br /&gt;bare n bear&lt;br /&gt;your n you're&lt;br /&gt;their n they're&lt;br /&gt;break n brake&lt;br /&gt;than n then&lt;br /&gt;desert n dessert&lt;br /&gt;borrow n lend&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, not to say my&amp;nbsp;English&amp;nbsp;is fantastic. I admit my English sucked... but just that sometimes i see people use the wrong word, especially your and you're. heck, there's even once i was confused to use bear or bare. T.T &amp;nbsp;told u my&amp;nbsp;English&amp;nbsp;isnt that great and i am not afraid&amp;nbsp;admitting&amp;nbsp;it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what other english words confuses you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-1365237409258593618?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/1365237409258593618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=1365237409258593618&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1365237409258593618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1365237409258593618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/11/how-many-of-you.html' title='How many of you...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-860672947419854286</id><published>2011-11-24T12:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T12:47:25.814+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Complain'/><title type='text'>Tai Chi-ing</title><content type='html'>why i got the feeling that all these are just tai chi-ing away from each other?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;better give me good results, man...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-860672947419854286?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/860672947419854286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=860672947419854286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/860672947419854286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/860672947419854286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/11/tai-chi-ing.html' title='Tai Chi-ing'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-7806351548753608527</id><published>2011-11-22T23:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T01:18:04.757+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Annual Dinner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ciao Ristorante'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Celebration'/><title type='text'>Wild Wild West - Annual Dinner 2011</title><content type='html'>its annual dinner again! my 3rd time in this company. wow... 3rd yr. how time flies... and i feel so old suddenly. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my midnite shift the night before and im working midnite on the same day as the annual dinner. but had to wake up earlier to shower and to put on cement and do mural paintings on my face. (i dont like thick make up! i only like heavy photoshop. haha!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;i was nicely dilly dallying until one point i realised that i am very late! and i thought i will be the latest one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i was rushing driving to the office to meet up with jimmy, jason commented on my fb saying that the bus have not arrive. there's a bus to pick up staffs from the office to the dinner location. but jimmy needed to drive as he need to come back office earlier to support the japanese so i tagged along in his car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i met up with jimmy, the bus arrived as well and all of us left office at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached there at about 8pm i think. settled ourselves down and the night obviously began with speeches. but... we started with "YUM SENG" even the food was not touched yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ciao.com.my/home/index.php"&gt;Ciao Ristorante&lt;/a&gt; was not bad. the food was fantastic. especially the mutton with mint sauce. the cream sauce penne was fabulous and i took 2 rounds! i like how the location for us to dine and then there's this huge field behind it. it was pretty hot that night but it is better than last yr. but i prefer last yr's annual dinner cos i was pissed drunk. heh... talk about being a drunkard. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think everyone was only anticipated for the lucky draw. cos at the end of the lucky draw, most of them just left... *poof*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for 2 yrs in a row, i didnt get anything. not even voucher. but this yr... hehe... i think my luck is back. or like what SC said, he brought me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYIf0gjKwvQ/TsvQ9P2QgAI/AAAAAAAAB50/gaQ6iQfKmWs/s1600/376577_2596869251829_1557678034_32666121_1383132713_na.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYIf0gjKwvQ/TsvQ9P2QgAI/AAAAAAAAB50/gaQ6iQfKmWs/s400/376577_2596869251829_1557678034_32666121_1383132713_na.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won a &lt;a href="http://www.panasonic.com.my/wps/portal/home/products/digitalav/tv/lcdtv/VIERATHL32C3K"&gt;32 inches Panasonic Viera LCD TV&lt;/a&gt;! it really came just in time! i wanted to buy a LCD TV loooong time ago and hv been saving for it! and i got the tv! wheee~ now i need to save for CPU, wireless mouse n keyboard instead. of cos, i need a TV stand first... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SOv5kw5ifNk/TsvQ84Kh7sI/AAAAAAAAB5w/Aa7l4FUyGBE/s1600/384901_10150389919767736_718342735_8678555_1314471161_na.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SOv5kw5ifNk/TsvQ84Kh7sI/AAAAAAAAB5w/Aa7l4FUyGBE/s400/384901_10150389919767736_718342735_8678555_1314471161_na.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had fun that night. i enjoyed watching my team mates enjoyed themselves that night. we worked hard, and we definitely partied hard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-7806351548753608527?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/7806351548753608527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=7806351548753608527&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7806351548753608527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7806351548753608527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/11/wild-wild-west-annual-dinner-2011.html' title='Wild Wild West - Annual Dinner 2011'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-eYIf0gjKwvQ/TsvQ9P2QgAI/AAAAAAAAB50/gaQ6iQfKmWs/s72-c/376577_2596869251829_1557678034_32666121_1383132713_na.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-399817126836762486</id><published>2011-11-15T02:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T03:18:40.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The HIll'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Friend'/><title type='text'>Happy Bday Nov Babes~</title><content type='html'>at first they shared the &lt;a href="http://www.dealmates.com.my/deals/October-TheHill-RM49"&gt;deal's link&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;and we agreed. and they, the bday girls discussed that this would be the pre bday dinner and the coupon will be on them. the rest, we will split the bill.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was late. yes. me again. blame the new false lashes i bought. i failed miserably and end up, i went without the falsies... T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went over to pick jessy (nov babe #1). thank God i didnt get any screwing. as i was speeding. she said i dont hv to rush anymore cos she alre called nikie (nov babe #2) saying that we will be late. heh... :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once we reached the guard house, jessy called nikie that we arrived and by the time we reached her house, she is alre in the car waiting for us. and then, we headed to &lt;a href="http://blurconoms.blogspot.com/2011/11/hill-damansara-heights.html"&gt;The Hill at Damasara Heights&lt;/a&gt; to meet up with marie and abbie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yhuvVUHWVEg/TsFmOFA17aI/AAAAAAAAB4k/g2SknOXhWGs/s1600/001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yhuvVUHWVEg/TsFmOFA17aI/AAAAAAAAB4k/g2SknOXhWGs/s400/001.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the november babes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BrGf3k1MBuo/TsFmOB5WIvI/AAAAAAAAB4o/HY77UpNynxQ/s1600/002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BrGf3k1MBuo/TsFmOB5WIvI/AAAAAAAAB4o/HY77UpNynxQ/s400/002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with jessy. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8LjnR5JYKU/TsFmOfzAKkI/AAAAAAAAB4s/vfYJzyEt3Ks/s1600/003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a8LjnR5JYKU/TsFmOfzAKkI/AAAAAAAAB4s/vfYJzyEt3Ks/s400/003.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;with nikie.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nf60cGKNaYk/TsFmN-ifYHI/AAAAAAAAB4g/ziCzgo5Ztew/s1600/004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Nf60cGKNaYk/TsFmN-ifYHI/AAAAAAAAB4g/ziCzgo5Ztew/s400/004.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;with all the babes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i had fun that night. food was fantastic and the company was superb.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope the bday girls had fun as well. wishing them a wonderful year ahead and have a blast on their actual bday.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-399817126836762486?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/399817126836762486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=399817126836762486&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/399817126836762486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/399817126836762486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/11/happy-bday-nov-babes.html' title='Happy Bday Nov Babes~'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yhuvVUHWVEg/TsFmOFA17aI/AAAAAAAAB4k/g2SknOXhWGs/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-8591649569004257683</id><published>2011-11-12T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T16:31:28.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Incident'/><title type='text'>house on fire!</title><content type='html'>no. i havent seen the real thing yet. nor understand the whole story fully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i know is, neighbor saw my house was caught on fire. tried to ring the bell, no one answered. obviously my grandma cant hear the door bell. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then my neighbour, kulen called his friend, simon to call christine for my number. which she gave. but i didnt receive any call from him. i guess my uncles and aunties who stays nearby was alerted about it alre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im guessing, the metre outside my house was on fire?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-8591649569004257683?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/8591649569004257683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=8591649569004257683&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8591649569004257683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8591649569004257683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/11/house-on-fire.html' title='house on fire!'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-5268152413153208142</id><published>2011-11-12T01:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T02:05:20.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fridae'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil PLU'/><title type='text'>fridae drama?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;i wanted to log into&lt;a href="http://www.fridae.com/"&gt; fridae&lt;/a&gt; and then i found... this...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mfrt1RzkZ70/Tr1iJ56rlUI/AAAAAAAAB3E/z2g95kqca8c/s1600/fridae.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="223" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mfrt1RzkZ70/Tr1iJ56rlUI/AAAAAAAAB3E/z2g95kqca8c/s400/fridae.png" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the bottom it reads...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;This past April, I resigned from Fridae, a company I co-founded in 2000 with Mark Henderson and Robert Yeoh with a mission to “Empower Gay Asia”. Much more than just a social networking site, Fridae has made supporting the lesbian, gay, bisexual and transgender community across Asia a core focus of our activities: supporting LGBT community groups, pride festivals, LGBT artists and filmmakers, establishing a Community Development Fund which has raised and disbursed $80,000, playing a pivotal role in Singapore’s repeal377a campaign, as well as providing core financial and operational support during the founding phase of PinkDot in 2009.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Leaving Fridae has been one of the most difficult decisions I’ve had to make. Having already devoted more than 10 years of my life to Fridae and the community, steering the company through several business cycles, and on the cusp of another phase of innovation and growth, I was prepared to commit another 20.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Unfortunately, the biggest obstacle I was faced with was an unsupportive Board, namely Joan Foo Mahony, Peter O’Connor, and Guillaume Levy-Lambert, who did not share the vision I had for Fridae. This made it difficult, if not impossible for me to continue in my role. The last few months of my time at Fridae has left me disappointed and very disillusioned.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For the past 6 months since my departure, I have tried to resolve outstanding disputes with the existing management, but I have been ignored and rebuffed. Meanwhile, the Directors lost no time in exercising a clause to forfeit all the equity that was supposed to be allocated to the management as sweat equity. As it now stands, I no longer own a single share in the company I have invested most of my working life to build.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;For all this, and many more reasons, “Fridae.com” is no longer the same company that the founders envisioned. And thus with great regret, I am hereby severing the connection between the domain “fridae.com” from Fridae the company and the service provider. In anticipation of this eventuality, you will have noticed that Fridae has redirected most of its traffic to “fridae.asia” since 1 June 2011.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;More will be revealed in this blog in the days and weeks to come.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I would like to take this opportunity to thank each of you, our loyal members and supporters, without whom Fridae could not have been what it was. It has been both an honor and a privilege to serve you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Stuart Koe&lt;br /&gt;Founder&lt;br /&gt;CEO 2003-2011&lt;/blockquote&gt;wow...! o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand... fridae site can be still logged on in&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.fridae.asia/"&gt;http://www.fridae.asia/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-5268152413153208142?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/5268152413153208142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=5268152413153208142&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-6736348295083273639</id><published>2011-11-09T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-09T13:33:29.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing~</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mtWYtT6Z2-M/TroQqTnubTI/AAAAAAAAB28/QMX0mO3Kmqw/s1600/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTExMTAzLTAxODIwLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-709043"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mtWYtT6Z2-M/TroQqTnubTI/AAAAAAAAB28/QMX0mO3Kmqw/s320/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTExMTAzLTAxODIwLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-709043"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672864999634005298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Testing blogging via email...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-6736348295083273639?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mtWYtT6Z2-M/TroQqTnubTI/AAAAAAAAB28/QMX0mO3Kmqw/s72-c/%253D%253Futf-8%253FB%253FSU1HLTIwMTExMTAzLTAxODIwLmpwZw%253D%253D%253F%253D-709043' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-5036613804934694586</id><published>2011-11-05T13:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T13:43:14.186+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Be One'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='法證先鋒 III'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greg Hartwell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forensic Heroes III'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marc Lane'/><title type='text'>Be One</title><content type='html'>sorry for lack of updates and also im sick of saying sorry for not updating often enough. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just want to share something that caught my ears recently.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always got the habit of waiting for all the TVB drama episode to show then only i will watch them. but recently my mom must watch it and then i got poisoned by it. bleh... talk about lack of detemination. T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was watching&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://programme.tvb.com/drama/forensicheroes3/video/137121/124167"&gt;法證先鋒 III&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Forensic_Heroes_III"&gt;Forensic Heroes III&lt;/a&gt;), and then i realised one of the song is quite relaxing and catchy. after searching high and low... i finally found where to download the song! downloaded it and uploaded it to my &lt;a href="http://hulkshare.com/spiderlily"&gt;hulkshare&lt;/a&gt; account instead. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Greg Hartwell &amp;amp; Marc Lane - Be One&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object data="http://on.hulkcdn.com/static/embed.swf" height="24" id="4229866" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://on.hulkcdn.com/static/embed.swf' /&gt;&lt;param name='FlashVars' value='soundFile=http://hulkshare.com/ap-0pa0jamr5xw4.mp3&amp;titles=Greg Hatwell Marc Lane - Be One&amp;skin=sheep&amp;dllink=http://www.hulkshare.com/0pa0jamr5xw4'&gt;&lt;param name='quality' value='high'&gt;&lt;param name='menu' value='false'&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing is, i even manage to find the &lt;a href="http://lilmsthong-lyrics.blogspot.com/2011/11/greg-hartwell-marc-lane-be-one.html"&gt;lyrics&lt;/a&gt;. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy~ ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-5036613804934694586?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/5036613804934694586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=5036613804934694586&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5036613804934694586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5036613804934694586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/11/be-one.html' title='Be One'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-4863373962231768573</id><published>2011-10-25T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T03:25:22.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Customer Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CARs International'/><title type='text'>rage</title><content type='html'>im raging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today really not a day to mess with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pissed. very very pissed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went out from my house early. thinking i can reach office early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why my windscreen was blur. so i flicked the wiper on and it got worst! i was driving already. so i have to turn back, and go home to wash it off. i used my finger and rubbed the windscreen, it was oily. i dont know how it happened. it was like ALL OVER my damn windscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was running out of time so i temporary just used water to wash it. yes. wtf was i thinking. oil... wash with water. but it did manage to give me clearer view to drive to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, once i hit that damn federal road... all i see is red lights. yes. brake lights. but its ok. i can drive with a clearer windscreen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rain have to come pouring down suddenly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the windscreen became blur again... sighs... then it crossed my mind. i can send my car for car wash in the parking zone later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once i reached the parking zone, i headed towards the CARs International. which is in Zone A, P1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my car wash membership died. which i am expecting to pay the normal price already which is rm15. but then he have to tell me that it is members only. i was like. wtf... i asked him to make this an exception cos i cant really drive with my blur windscreen. then he said need to do the windscreen treatment thing called GP coat. which i did alre less than 1 yr ago. and i remember clearly that the guy who did it for me, whom is from CARs Subang Parade told me it will last more than 1 yr. but the guy in MV told me it only last for half yr. my mind was like 'fuck u la money sucker and cock talker'. i asked if he expects me to drive with that blur oily windscreen. he smiled. asshole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked off. and to meet another disaster. no parking space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;rounded few rounds and parked kinda far from the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was 20 mins late to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bravo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fantastic. someone lied to me. bad day gone worst! kns.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-4863373962231768573?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/4863373962231768573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=4863373962231768573&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/4863373962231768573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/4863373962231768573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/10/rage.html' title='rage'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-3618753497026168477</id><published>2011-10-19T08:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T08:19:16.324+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JBL Ref 410'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Gift'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JBL'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Birthday'/><title type='text'>JBL Reference 410</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i do not have earphones for my ipod nano and sony mp3 for the longest time. haha... dont ask me why i got both. and i dun intend to sell any one of them. :P&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;i decided i wanted to try headphone instead. being a noob with no knowledge at all on brands and models and what not, i seek&amp;nbsp;recommendations&amp;nbsp;from&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://forum.lowyat.net/index.php?showtopic=1849925&amp;amp;hl="&gt;LowYat Forum Headphones&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;topic&amp;nbsp;and at first they suggested AKG K404. But unfortunately, that guy didnt have stocks for it. so, he suggested something else and i went ahead and ordered from him.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1X28VBl4104/Tps5SUSXtQI/AAAAAAAAByA/BJzpUIk5JpM/s400/001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1X28VBl4104/Tps5SUSXtQI/AAAAAAAAByA/BJzpUIk5JpM/s400/001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have received the parcel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjlrrn_8nyg/Tps5Sm8kMQI/AAAAAAAABxY/BiY8hTsWWsM/s1600/002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vjlrrn_8nyg/Tps5Sm8kMQI/AAAAAAAABxY/BiY8hTsWWsM/s400/002.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my very first headphone. JBL Reference 410... ~happy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T22W53iqAI/Tps5THys5rI/AAAAAAAABxg/LlG-8NbsfjQ/s1600/003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3T22W53iqAI/Tps5THys5rI/AAAAAAAABxg/LlG-8NbsfjQ/s400/003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;opened the box, the usuals... warranty card, user guide, and of cos the main character, the headphone. oh... it comes with a pouch thingie...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J2WdR_YhvPo/Tps5TRoynVI/AAAAAAAABxo/TVVqB2_ZG5U/s1600/004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J2WdR_YhvPo/Tps5TRoynVI/AAAAAAAABxo/TVVqB2_ZG5U/s400/004.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;so small! i was actually worried about the size. yea. i dont read reviews much. more of like... "do first, die later" kinda attitude... hehe... anyways... the size is just perfect! after it is folded and placed in the pouch provided along in the bundle, i still can just put it in my handbag. and mind you, my handbag is full of crap. well... female's bag. what do u expect?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WFDIopHfZi0/Tps5Ueb8p-I/AAAAAAAABx4/w1gXk5gruP8/s1600/006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WFDIopHfZi0/Tps5Ueb8p-I/AAAAAAAABx4/w1gXk5gruP8/s400/006.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i've been using it for about a week now. at first i was too gentle on the headphone thinking that's the size. (ok i sound damn stupid now). u really need to pull the sides out cos it is actually retractable! (i sound even more stupid now... haha!) and it is hidden at the top band.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;its pretty tight but i only feel a lil pain after about 2 to 3 hours of using it.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Az0WEN1kJZ0/Tps5TzMGuZI/AAAAAAAABxw/O8RbJA8VCZ0/s1600/005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Az0WEN1kJZ0/Tps5TzMGuZI/AAAAAAAABxw/O8RbJA8VCZ0/s400/005.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;it has a volume controller as well on it so there is no need to bring out my ipod out to adjust the volume. i specifically request for recommendations on bass headphones so i love the level of bass! last time, i cant tell the difference of low quality (128kbps) songs and better quality (320kbps) songs. either there's problem with my ears or my earphones sucked. and at first i really didnt think that the song quality matters. until i found this &lt;a href="http://www.noiseaddicts.com/2009/03/mp3-sound-quality-test-128-320/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt; with 2 different quality song to&amp;nbsp;differentiate&amp;nbsp;it... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've tried on a friend's &lt;a href="http://www.marshallheadphones.com/"&gt;marshall headphones&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;(approx RM450) before and i didnt quite like it because i think that the music is too erm... sharp? when she let me tried on, she let me listened to The Cataracs's Top of the World. at first i just thought maybe headphones are really not my thing. upon getting this JBL Ref 410 (got it at RM230), i tried listening to The Cataracs's Top of the World again. loved it to bits.&amp;nbsp;it made me noticed that it really depends on what your preferences are and seek for the right model to feed your ears need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overall, im happy with the headphone.&amp;nbsp;i know i sound like a bloody noob. but hey... babies doesnt know how to run once they are borned, u know? *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to mommy for this very early bday pressie. ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-3618753497026168477?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/3618753497026168477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=3618753497026168477&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3618753497026168477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3618753497026168477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/10/jbl-reference-410.html' title='JBL Reference 410'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1X28VBl4104/Tps5SUSXtQI/AAAAAAAAByA/BJzpUIk5JpM/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-3443094375116201862</id><published>2011-10-16T08:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T08:21:05.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Customer Service'/><title type='text'>Which is worst?</title><content type='html'>Let's say you are the cashier, which would you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;a, Accepting RM50 for RM1 item&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgkg7Ju_kac/S2mjpDM8d2I/AAAAAAAADhs/p64i06ErYwg/s400/New+Malaysia+50+ringgit+paper+money.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="160" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgkg7Ju_kac/S2mjpDM8d2I/AAAAAAAADhs/p64i06ErYwg/s200/New+Malaysia+50+ringgit+paper+money.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;b, Accepting 20 pcs of 5 cents for RM1 item&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTvcC5pbpH4/TjOYo33M2jI/AAAAAAAAFu8/bg6jndY4lmE/s1600/DSCN3921.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QTvcC5pbpH4/TjOYo33M2jI/AAAAAAAAFu8/bg6jndY4lmE/s200/DSCN3921.JPG" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once when I finished work and I only have RM50 note with me, without any choice, I have to pay the guy RM50. and my parking amount was RM11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*all conversation is in Malay&lt;br /&gt;Rude Bastard (RB): No small change?&lt;br /&gt;Me : No. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;RB : mumbles mumbles&lt;br /&gt;Me : Look. If I have small change I already pass it to u so that I can leave faster too.&lt;br /&gt;RB : mumbles mumbles&lt;br /&gt;Me : =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The above actually happened quite long ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently, when I was about to pay my parking fee. Again, the amount was RM11. Coincidently, I have a lot of 5 cents I need to get rid of. So I paid RM10 + 20 pcs of 5cents. From a joking face with his colleague, straight away changed to a face as if I have killed his whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I have only RM50 with me again. How now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It amaze me that I am actually afraid of paying huge amount for something with small amount. Whereby, it shouldn’t even be my fault for paying that amount. Perhaps I just don’t want something happened (like witnessing bad customer service) to ruin my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, tell me. As a cashier, which would you prefer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-3443094375116201862?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/3443094375116201862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=3443094375116201862&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3443094375116201862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3443094375116201862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/10/which-is-worst.html' title='Which is worst?'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Cgkg7Ju_kac/S2mjpDM8d2I/AAAAAAAADhs/p64i06ErYwg/s72-c/New+Malaysia+50+ringgit+paper+money.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-2362414495038092606</id><published>2011-10-14T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T19:06:31.171+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><title type='text'>Mission starts...</title><content type='html'>Today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see how long I can tahan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-2362414495038092606?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/2362414495038092606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=2362414495038092606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2362414495038092606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2362414495038092606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/10/mission-starts.html' title='Mission starts...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-2255489399485164360</id><published>2011-10-14T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:34:17.090+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ajisen Ramen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Big Bad Wolf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Customer Service'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Complain'/><title type='text'>BIG BAD naughty WOLF</title><content type='html'>had quite a bad day ystd but today was great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morning was woken up by my alarm. stupidly didnt turned it off the night before. =.=" and then jessi called but i didnt answer. and then saw fb jessi replied my status update that she will go BBW with me! wheee~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i slept back... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, we went and collect my health report. well, not a good result. i guess i better watch my diet alre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, KTV was canceled. initial booking was 8pm but they made a mistake cos groupon redemption's last booking shud be 6pm. so they called jessi and told her their mistake and we canceled it cos i wanna go BBW so so so badly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;headed towards serdang. and i found the wrong way! typical direction idiot! but then, jessi found the right way then we headed to Wolfiee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;books books books! i cant find lesbian erotica that krys bought and i cant find any jodi picoult's book. :(&lt;br /&gt;still manage to get 3 books. trying to control like mad not to get more cos... there's so many books left untouched in a box at home. hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with a friend, FSC 1st time there. apparently she was waiting for her sister to be done and she walked ard with me a little while. chatted a little, quite a nice person. :) at 6pm, she left cos she need to look for her sister and head home already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after BBW, we headed back to subang. which, again... i took the wrong way. *sulks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner in ajisen ramen in pyramid. and boy... i really dont like their attitude!&lt;br /&gt;when we arrived, we didnt know where to sit, they showed us a 4 seater table, but we ended up picking the 2 seater table. at the end, after we ordered, we figured out our table is not gonna fit. so we requested to change table. "just now ask u sit that table you dont wan..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf? where i wanna sit, i like la!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, after dinner. we went rounding a bit to smoke and then head home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e6AypM_2_wY/TpcRe2qjB5I/AAAAAAAABxI/57Tmr968pu4/s1600/BBW.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e6AypM_2_wY/TpcRe2qjB5I/AAAAAAAABxI/57Tmr968pu4/s400/BBW.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;loots from BBW! i oni bought 3 books. hehe~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to work tmrw. hopefully its gonna be a great one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. kluang trip is canceled. so the only trip for me to look fwd to is on january. *waits*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-2255489399485164360?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/2255489399485164360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=2255489399485164360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2255489399485164360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2255489399485164360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/10/big-bad-naughty-wolf.html' title='BIG BAD naughty WOLF'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-e6AypM_2_wY/TpcRe2qjB5I/AAAAAAAABxI/57Tmr968pu4/s72-c/BBW.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-8915491956445198599</id><published>2011-10-12T15:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T00:03:10.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>bad day gone wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;- woke up early but late for work&lt;br /&gt;- carrier delay dispatch until now&lt;br /&gt;- outage until now :(&lt;br /&gt;- tonight's plan canceled&lt;br /&gt;- flooded mailbox until now&lt;br /&gt;- i requested for 'kuah' (gravy), but being given fukua/kugua (苦瓜) =.="&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abWLjjoFHyI/TEcigjSD-7I/AAAAAAAAABY/JXv7dPC11pI/s1600/face-argh.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abWLjjoFHyI/TEcigjSD-7I/AAAAAAAAABY/JXv7dPC11pI/s200/face-argh.jpg" width="181" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ENOUGH FOR TODAY ALREADY!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Update :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At the end of the day, had a nice catch up with Abbie~ ^^&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/8224400481026270326-8915491956445198599?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/8915491956445198599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=8915491956445198599&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8915491956445198599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8915491956445198599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/10/bad-day-gone-wrong.html' title='bad day gone wrong'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abWLjjoFHyI/TEcigjSD-7I/AAAAAAAAABY/JXv7dPC11pI/s72-c/face-argh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-989460783620255518</id><published>2011-10-12T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T08:15:19.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>Laugh Die Me!</title><content type='html'>i was on facebook. as usual. and then i was going through those hong kong tvb drama celebrities' pages. and then, something caught my eyes and i laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--iIHJYpBAM0/TpTaxn9KnTI/AAAAAAAABxA/bQGNfUvAqm4/s1600/properly.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="350" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--iIHJYpBAM0/TpTaxn9KnTI/AAAAAAAABxA/bQGNfUvAqm4/s400/properly.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do u get what i mean? no. im not laughing at the wrong english. im laughing at the celebrities cos they are very very&amp;nbsp;mischievous lor!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-989460783620255518?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/989460783620255518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=989460783620255518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/989460783620255518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/989460783620255518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/10/laugh-die-me.html' title='Laugh Die Me!'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--iIHJYpBAM0/TpTaxn9KnTI/AAAAAAAABxA/bQGNfUvAqm4/s72-c/properly.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-459867678046995572</id><published>2011-10-05T01:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T01:51:06.304+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Ponder'/><title type='text'>health check</title><content type='html'>yup. blogging at god forsaken hours again when i have morning shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep. i think recently i worry too much. when i keep telling myself that things will sort out by itself, dont know why things just cant get away from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for health check today. and of cos they will measure my blood pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"your blood pressure is very high! you're so young! u need to take medication!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was told that, it came to my mind when i was screaming at the top of my lungs until at 1 point, i couldnt breathe. my heart was beating very fast. i suffocated. i almost blacked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i almost got stroke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i die now, who would come to my funeral?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after health check, went and collect my car charger that was sent for warranty. then headed to jessi's place whereby she was working from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she approached jessi why was i ignoring her... jessi told. and that's it. no more. full stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i binged. i just want to keep eating. fast for the health check, then 1901's texas ted, then deep fried chicken and fish fingers, hash brown, then dinner, then dinner/supper. all that in just 6 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a break and its funny that i cant even afford a get-away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-459867678046995572?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/459867678046995572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=459867678046995572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/459867678046995572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/459867678046995572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/10/health-check.html' title='health check'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-6133480530914083067</id><published>2011-10-02T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T09:56:27.390+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Love'/><title type='text'>i dont understand</title><content type='html'>when i say yes too fast, either i get cheated or it will end fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i say no, they just change direction to someone else...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am i not worth it to put a lil time n effort on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or am i just eligible as a back up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也是女子啊，也要人追的啊。难道我真的不值得吗？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-6133480530914083067?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/6133480530914083067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=6133480530914083067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/6133480530914083067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/6133480530914083067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/10/i-dont-understand.html' title='i dont understand'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-481171016679547546</id><published>2011-09-29T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T13:44:53.905+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Family'/><title type='text'>im wrong</title><content type='html'>yes. i admit. i am wrong for screaming at you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, did u realise what have u done until it triggers me to raise my voice? did u know how long i have been burying it until i couldnt take it anymore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom asked me to apologise. so dont ever say i am not taught about manners. dont ever say&amp;nbsp;我没家教. mom asked me to text u to see how u r. asked me to text u ask u to come home. but i guess you'd rather be anywhere else other than this house cos u never felt happy n safe in this house anyways, am i correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am not being ungrateful. hv i been ungrateful? only until recently i have been losing my temper. other than that, have i? i was wrong for screaming but the points that i screamed, am i wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even my own friends noticed my temper has gone from bad to worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why do u need to over&amp;nbsp;exaggerate&amp;nbsp;everything? before u go to the extreme, have u ever thought how would my mom feel? ah ma fainted, yes. everyone is worried. but why the whole world needs to know and point fingers at my mom? when fingers are pointed at my mom, what were you doing? shouldnt u as a sister protect her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dog will always be an issue that none of us can solve. believe me, i have been thinking of ways to solve it but there is really no way out. please understand, kin boy has been my mom's companion for so many years ever since my dad left her. would u rather to see my mom protecting kin boy and baby or protecting the man that has been hurting her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah ma has been complaining stuffs to u. what makes u think that she havent been complaining to me? kin boy bite her. yes. my heart aches too. would u defend yourself if ahma threw the stool at you? when i was in secondary school, ahma threw the hairdryer at my head and uses the umbrella to hit me. even pulled my hair in public at the mamak... i became even more rebelious. its the same thing. dogs cannot understand our language. but they act the same. the way ahma is treating kin boy, kin boy is traumatised... just like u, traumatised by the major break in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u try to understand how important are the dogs to my mom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i've been reading so many article about animal abuse. my heartaches. bcos seeing them being abuse reminds me of ahma throwing the stool at kinboy. but he is important to my mom... i dont know what to do... what can i do? other than just locking myself in my room, whatelse can i do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i post kinboy's pictures in facebook, the 1st thing that ppl would comment is, why am i so heartless tied up the dog? no freedom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand, u asked me to get rid of the dogs bcos ahma is too tired to handle them. ahma came to me crying with her wounded hand. mommy came to me asking for solution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u realised ever since the break-in in 2009, u have changed? u shopped more. u keep using ahma as your excuses or reasons for everything. u go out more as tho u couldnt stay home for long. u dressed flashy as tho u r rich. dressing is just a shell, but behind that shell. who r u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u knew very well, at this point of time, the only person who can handle ahma is u. but u hv to leave. u always say we dont care about ahma. what about u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the recent break-in, u just decided to pack and leave. what makes u think all of us not afraid? why run? why cant think of a way to solve the issue? u rather go out and about asking for a place to stay when u have a place to go back too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when u said if usj19 is available to stay, u hv moved long ago. cos u r not happy here. how do u think i would feel? paying the loan every month for all these? for all the arguments. for seeing ahma treating her own daughter like this. do u know what mom asked me? she asked me if she is being picked up by the roadside and she is not ahma's daughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of telling ahma negative stuffs, why cant u paint beautiful thoughts in her mind instead? u know very well ahma only listens to u now. why cant try to bring my mom and ur mom to good terms instead. the house is not perfect now. i know. we all are not rich. thats why we are taking a step at a time to make the house better, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have so many whys and hows that i dont know how to answer. i only can wait and answer it myself one by one. even if there is no answer, i will try to make that question disappear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please bear in mind, i am not pointing fingers here. i am just saying that we all have our dissatisfactions and insecurities about this house. we should live with it. deal with it. not run away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-481171016679547546?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/481171016679547546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=481171016679547546&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/481171016679547546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/481171016679547546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/im-wrong.html' title='im wrong'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-4820341339265294747</id><published>2011-09-28T16:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T18:27:02.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Empire Shopping Mall'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Subang Jaya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Incident'/><title type='text'>Subang Empire Exploded!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;waking up looking in fb to find out that empire had an explosion was quite shocking. but i couldnt read up more cos i had to rush to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.themalaysianinsider.com/images/uploads/2011/september/28/subang-tmi-front.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://media.themalaysianinsider.com/images/uploads/2011/september/28/subang-tmi-front.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knowing there was an explosion in subang was quite a bizzare thing to me. O.O&lt;br /&gt;and i only been there twice. :(&lt;br /&gt;and. yes! it is very new only. empire has been around for only more than 1 year. thats it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as far as i can remember, i have not slept yet during the explosion. was watching tvb drama. and no, i do not have my earphones on. and as the report says, the explosion can be heard as far as bangsar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im deaf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, the explosion happened at approx 3:40am. thank god it happened at that time cos there is not much people at that point of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 people injured, which consists of 2 guards and a couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from the articles i have been reading around, the explosion was due to gas piping leakage. the impact was so great that even wisma consplant II was affected as well. but then i read hannahyeah's tweet saying that the cause is not confirmed yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shall wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wont blog much about it alre. just click on the links below for clearer insight of the incident.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blog.galvintan.com/explosion-at-empire-shopping-gallery/"&gt;http://blog.galvintan.com/explosion-at-empire-shopping-gallery/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://edwintcg.com/blog/2011/09/subang-empire-shopping-mall-explosion-28092011/"&gt;http://edwintcg.com/blog/2011/09/subang-empire-shopping-mall-explosion-28092011/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=%2F2011%2F9%2F28%2Fnation%2F20110928082918&amp;amp;sec=nation#.ToK5V7-ppiw.facebook"&gt;http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=%2F2011%2F9%2F28%2Fnation%2F20110928082918&amp;amp;sec=nation#.ToK5V7-ppiw.facebook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asiaone.com/News/AsiaOne%2BNews/Malaysia/Story/A1Story20110928-301906.html"&gt;http://www.asiaone.com/News/AsiaOne%2BNews/Malaysia/Story/A1Story20110928-301906.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/explosion-rips-through-empire-gallery-four-hurt/"&gt;http://www.themalaysianinsider.com/malaysia/article/explosion-rips-through-empire-gallery-four-hurt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://beliamuda.com/2011/09/gambar-sekitar-letupan-empire-shopping-gallery/"&gt;http://beliamuda.com/2011/09/gambar-sekitar-letupan-empire-shopping-gallery/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ondscene.my/kebakaran/letupan-di-empire-shopping-gallery"&gt;http://ondscene.my/kebakaran/letupan-di-empire-shopping-gallery&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-4820341339265294747?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/4820341339265294747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=4820341339265294747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/4820341339265294747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/4820341339265294747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/subang-empire-exploded.html' title='Subang Empire Exploded!'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-2147457179031676116</id><published>2011-09-27T13:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T14:00:52.345+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cats'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shelter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Ponder'/><title type='text'>A Letter from a Shelter Manager - anonymous in North Carolina</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Found this article in Facebook and thought it would be nice to share it out... enjoy... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I think our society needs a huge "Wake-up" call. As a shelter manager, I am going to share a little insight with you all...a view from the inside if you will.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;First off, all of you breeders/sellers should be made to work in the "back" of an animal shelter for just one day. Maybe if you saw the life drain from a few sad, lost, confused eyes, you would change your mind about breeding and selling to people you don't even know.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;That puppy you just sold will most likely end up in my shelter when it's not a cute little puppy anymore. So how would you feel if you knew that there's about a 90% chance that dog will never walk out of the shelter it is going to be dumped at? Purebred or not! About 50% of all of the dogs that are "owner surrenders" or "strays", that come into my shelter are purebred dogs.&lt;br /&gt;The most common excuses I hear are; "We are moving and we can't take our dog (or cat)." Really? Where are you moving too that doesn't allow pets? Or they say "The dog got bigger than we thought it would". How big did you think a German Shepherd would get? "We don't have time for her". Really? I work a 10-12 hour day and still have time for my 6 dogs! "She's tearing up our yard". How about making her a part of your family? They always tell me "We just don't want to have to stress about finding a place for her we know she'll get adopted, she's a good dog".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Odds are your pet won't get adopted &amp;amp; how stressful do you think being in a shelter is? Well, let me tell you, your pet has 72 hours to find a new family from the moment you drop it off. Sometimes a little longer if the shelter isn't full and your dog manages to stay completely healthy. If it sniffles, it dies. Your pet will be confined to a small run/kennel in a room with about 25 other barking or crying animals. It will have to relieve itself where it eats and sleeps. It will be depressed and it will cry constantly for the family that abandoned it. If your pet is lucky, I will have enough volunteers in that day to take him/her for a walk. If I don't, your pet won't get any attention besides having a bowl of food slid under the kennel door and the waste sprayed out of its pen with a high-powered hose. If your dog is big, black or any of the "Bully" breeds (pit bull, rottie, mastiff, etc) it was pretty much dead when you walked it through the front door.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Those dogs just don't get adopted. It doesn't matter how 'sweet' or 'well behaved' they are.&lt;br /&gt;If your dog doesn't get adopted within its 72 hours and the shelter is full, it will be destroyed. If the shelter isn't full and your dog is good enough, and of a desirable enough breed it may get a stay of execution, but not for long . Most dogs get very kennel protective after about a week and are destroyed for showing aggression. Even the sweetest dogs will turn in this environment. If your pet makes it over all of those hurdles chances are it will get kennel cough or an upper respiratory infection and will be destroyed because shelters just don't have the funds to pay for even a $100 treatment.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Here's a little euthanasia 101 for those of you that have never witnessed a perfectly healthy, scared animal being "put-down".&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;First, your pet will be taken from its kennel on a leash. They always look like they think they are going for a walk happy, wagging their tails. Until they get to "The Room", every one of them freaks out and puts on the brakes when we get to the door. It must smell like death or they can feel the sad souls that are left in there, it's strange, but it happens with every one of them. Your dog or cat will be restrained, held down by 1 or 2 vet techs depending on the size and how freaked out they are. Then a euthanasia tech or a vet will start the process. They will find a vein in the front leg and inject a lethal dose of the "pink stuff". Hopefully your pet doesn't panic from being restrained and jerk. I've seen the needles tear out of a leg and been covered with the resulting blood and been deafened by the yelps and screams. They all don't just "go to sleep", sometimes they spasm for a while, gasp for air and defecate on themselves.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When it all ends, your pets corpse will be stacked like firewood in a large freezer in the back with all of the other animals that were killed waiting to be picked up like garbage. What happens next? Cremated? Taken to the dump? Rendered into pet food? You'll never know and it probably won't even cross your mind. It was just an animal and you can always buy another one, right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I hope that those of you that have read this are bawling your eyes out and can't get the pictures out of your head I deal with everyday on the way home from work.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I hate my job, I hate that it exists &amp;amp; I hate that it will always be there unless you people make some changes and realize that the lives you are affecting go much farther than the pets you dump at a shelter.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Between 9 and 11 MILLION animals die every year in shelters and only you can stop it. I do my best to save every life I can but rescues are always full, and there are more animals coming in everyday than there are homes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My point to all of this DON'T BREED OR BUY WHILE SHELTER PETS DIE!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Hate me if you want to. The truth hurts and reality is what it is. I just hope I maybe changed one persons mind about breeding their dog, taking their loving pet to a shelter, or buying a dog. I hope that someone will walk into my shelter and say "I saw this and it made me want to adopt". THAT WOULD MAKE IT WORTH IT.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-muwkbH_AUOc/ToFluIBstvI/AAAAAAAABw8/wKgNQD4dNw0/s1600/314427_287138487965142_167589529920039_1235053_746954823_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-muwkbH_AUOc/ToFluIBstvI/AAAAAAAABw8/wKgNQD4dNw0/s320/314427_287138487965142_167589529920039_1235053_746954823_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;done reading? now, please adopt instead. yes. puppies are cute. but doggies in shelter needs love too. :) &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-2147457179031676116?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/2147457179031676116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=2147457179031676116&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2147457179031676116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2147457179031676116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/letter-from-shelter-manager-anonymous.html' title='A Letter from a Shelter Manager - anonymous in North Carolina'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-muwkbH_AUOc/ToFluIBstvI/AAAAAAAABw8/wKgNQD4dNw0/s72-c/314427_287138487965142_167589529920039_1235053_746954823_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-3782103997685093037</id><published>2011-09-26T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T01:33:34.011+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Team Impact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Auto Fiesta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inti College'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Viva'/><title type='text'>Auto Fiesta 2011</title><content type='html'>went for dinner with jessi in ss15 and decided to visit the boys at the auto fiesta 2011, which was in inti college subang ss15. jessi agreed to go along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while i was rounding for a car park, vp suddenly appeared at the window of the passenger seat, causing jessi got a heart attack. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K6lzh0B3OEg/ToBvwv5jamI/AAAAAAAABws/rAT5t6Dv97c/s400/0008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K6lzh0B3OEg/ToBvwv5jamI/AAAAAAAABws/rAT5t6Dv97c/s400/0008.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i got a spot to park my car, i went straight to inti college. they were having this model search thing at the stage area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwwn3OFZv0s/ToBvwFuWWpI/AAAAAAAABwg/Wa75vRg-NSY/s400/0005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Pwwn3OFZv0s/ToBvwFuWWpI/AAAAAAAABwg/Wa75vRg-NSY/s400/0005.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HPEXCTATSSw/ToBvvaXUubI/AAAAAAAABwU/aRR4OxqO7Vg/s400/0002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HPEXCTATSSw/ToBvvaXUubI/AAAAAAAABwU/aRR4OxqO7Vg/s400/0002.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joe's car - interior... he got the 1st runner up for interior modification.&lt;br /&gt;and vp got prize for facebook competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mYWvI9V7mus/ToBvw-D4WrI/AAAAAAAABw0/YBO1YApUEmk/s400/0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mYWvI9V7mus/ToBvw-D4WrI/AAAAAAAABw0/YBO1YApUEmk/s400/0001.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the cars there. specially taken for bie~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uVkeWyqvkDI/ToBvwXFQL3I/AAAAAAAABwo/sMxJUChMLsc/s400/0007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uVkeWyqvkDI/ToBvwXFQL3I/AAAAAAAABwo/sMxJUChMLsc/s400/0007.jpg" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jim's car. one of TI's flame thrower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MQQLFqneKpU/ToBvvh8YvxI/AAAAAAAABwc/nb2Nb9gT3Pg/s400/0003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MQQLFqneKpU/ToBvvh8YvxI/AAAAAAAABwc/nb2Nb9gT3Pg/s400/0003.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exotic cars baybeh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k4x3qgdgfxU/ToBvvkb7zmI/AAAAAAAABwY/fg3MP1CK_-k/s400/0004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-k4x3qgdgfxU/ToBvvkb7zmI/AAAAAAAABwY/fg3MP1CK_-k/s400/0004.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*hearts hearts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5F4m4QqGQE/ToBvwXUBfJI/AAAAAAAABwk/qvOyCPKIYGA/s400/0006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5F4m4QqGQE/ToBvwXUBfJI/AAAAAAAABwk/qvOyCPKIYGA/s400/0006.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*melts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a while since i last posted my car picture here eh? hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gRRm9ExoMP8/ToBvwpZDnfI/AAAAAAAABww/q7d66Ex7_mA/s400/vava2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gRRm9ExoMP8/ToBvwpZDnfI/AAAAAAAABww/q7d66Ex7_mA/s400/vava2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lil vava is done with her mods. not adding anything anymore. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-3782103997685093037?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/3782103997685093037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=3782103997685093037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3782103997685093037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3782103997685093037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/auto-fiesta-2011.html' title='Auto Fiesta 2011'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K6lzh0B3OEg/ToBvwv5jamI/AAAAAAAABws/rAT5t6Dv97c/s72-c/0008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-4329158064299333672</id><published>2011-09-21T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T14:06:27.557+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Grandma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='break in'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Incident'/><title type='text'>3rd case</title><content type='html'>i was sleeping nicely resting as i was on MC that morning. my mom's car was sent to the workshop so she took my car to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i heard a very loud "thump!" and it woke me up. i saw a crack at the ceiling above my door. i saw a hand pushing through the crack as tho someone wanted to peep through the crack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i stunned...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me few minutes to figure what just happened and gather myself up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time i got up, the thief had already run off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i opened the door and as i entered the master bedroom, i was welcomed with a mess resulting from being ransacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heart dropped. my head went blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then i went downstairs. all clear. i went and open the main door which i dont know why. i think my head was really blanked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went upstairs and took my phone. called my aunt and she asked me to call my 3rd uncle, who is staying few houses away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd uncle came, &amp;nbsp;4th aunt came and my grandma came home at the same time. with my whole body shaking from the fright, i only manage to open the wooden door and the grill. as i reached to the main gate, i was shaking until i cant find the key. "i cant find the key!!!" then 4th aunt asked my grandma to use her key to open the gate instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sitting down trying to stop myself from shaking. while they check the whole place. grandma hugged and rubbed my back to comfort me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st uncle came later on, then mom finally reached home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to my room, already half calmed and called the subang police station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the police patrol car arrived within 15 minutes. after going through the house, they went off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after getting the total damage from mom and aunt, i went to the police station to lodge a report. 3rd report...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all the ordeal, had my fair bit of screaming orchestra as well as a lil family drama in the evening. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what we think is this :-&lt;br /&gt;have been monitored for a very long time and he knew my grandma always goes out at that particular time. my car wasnt home so he thought no one was home.&lt;br /&gt;came in through the roof, did his party in the master bedroom. my door was locked cos i was still sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;he went above the ceiling, trying to break the ceiling in my room to have another round of party in my room, but found me in the room.&lt;br /&gt;then he ran away...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the 3rd break in now. and we are out of money to do more preventive measures. sure, front and back door is secured and we have dogs too. but, what about from the roof? anyway to prevent? need money right? anyone can donate? i think i need to start my misheru's funding for home security association.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blurco.com/2008/10/stupid-break-in.html"&gt;First break-in&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blurco.com/2009/12/break-in.html"&gt;Second break-in&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-4329158064299333672?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/4329158064299333672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=4329158064299333672&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/4329158064299333672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/4329158064299333672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/3rd-case.html' title='3rd case'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-1809904682719106131</id><published>2011-09-20T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T00:59:10.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Family'/><title type='text'>shit happens...</title><content type='html'>... continuously that is.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, if u r my close friend, u shud know that my house reno has been completed and i have moved in for quite some time now. and guess what? shitssssssss still happens.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my room is still in a mess. the only comfort i can find is my bed.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whenever there is heavy rain, the wall n window in the living room leaks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the fucking contractor didnt connect our water piping to the water tank, which we bought a huge one. so there was once when the water supply was cut off due to some ass reason indah water gave. we thought we got back up, turns out, he didnt even connect the piping to the tank. causing us to stink 1 whole bloody night.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grandma hates the dogs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sadly, grandma hates my mom.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and whatever i do that doesnt follow her way, she will say my mom asked me to do so.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;example :-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;if i said i dont wanna eat at home, she will say "your mom ask u not to eat at home rite?"&lt;br /&gt;if i delayed giving her the monthly allowance, she will say "your mom ask u not to give me rite?"&lt;br /&gt;if i cook instant noodle, she will say "ya la. u rather eat your mom's instant noodle"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the list goes on.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;grandma keep saying that it is my mom's stuffs occupied the whole house. sighs... dunno who the fuck pumping such rubbish into my grandma's mind. oh... and the latest accusation, "lan si la. i eat until so old still need to wipe your dog's shit n urine. you got face la u. everybody say why i so sohai help u wipe"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and mind u, none of us asked her to wipe, its her and her clean freak nature she cannot tahan oni go wipe.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you know what saddened me the most? whenever i post up picts of the dogs in fb, ppl say we are heartless that we tied the dog up, no freedom for the dog. n what pisses me off is you hv no fucking idea how much we need to go through to keep the dogs alive.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the latest shit?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my mom's car windscreen shattered.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;talk about feng shui... ptui~!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;to be continue...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-1809904682719106131?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/1809904682719106131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=1809904682719106131&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1809904682719106131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1809904682719106131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/shit-happens.html' title='shit happens...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-3482360739666194905</id><published>2011-09-19T11:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T11:38:08.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Love'/><title type='text'>Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;how often do u come&amp;nbsp;across&amp;nbsp;a quote and it makes u feel like u can relate and makes u feel better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have... a lot. and most of them are from tumblr. particularly, &lt;a href="http://leilockheart.tumblr.com/"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think last week, i started using "喜欢一个人不代表一定要拥有他..." in my msn/fb/fridae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun underestimate this banana ok? i know how to recognise SOME chinese words wan. all thanks to &lt;a href="http://translate.google.com.sg/?hl=en&amp;amp;tab=wT"&gt;google translate&lt;/a&gt;. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it means "liking a person doesnt mean that you have to own that person".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so many meanings behind all these quotes. and the one i mentioned above could be :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;u like that person, but that person dont like u?&lt;br /&gt;u dont like that person but that person likes u and u r trying to send that msg to her/him?&lt;br /&gt;u like that person and the person likes u but due to some reasons u cannot be with that person?&lt;/blockquote&gt;and the list goes on... depends how u wanna apply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what triggers me to say so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel that, i'm already used to being single. being alone. so used to it till even if i like someone, i am not comfortable being attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. maybe im weird. and i decided to be single still. perhaps until there is someone who manage to change that. so far, no one is able to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i do want to have a partner. not to say i dont. just that, so far no one is able to give me that sense of comfort, security and that person is someone i can fall onto completely. not literally ok? if i really fall physically on that person, i believe that person will be pancake immediately. =.=" fall onto as in i can rely on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owning that person is not important. seeing that person will be a happier person even without you does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess the keyword here is 'comfort'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ok if u dont understand wtf im trying to say, cos i am lost too. hehe... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hrmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then last thursday, i received a message in fridae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3hPuVJYV3vA/TnagUIKZsJI/AAAAAAAABtQ/4puqbATsrgE/s1600/icepenguin.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3hPuVJYV3vA/TnagUIKZsJI/AAAAAAAABtQ/4puqbATsrgE/s320/icepenguin.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad how my quote helped someone a lil, just like how i felt whenever i see other quotes that i can relate to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrew15hQNB1qaobbko1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://29.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lrew15hQNB1qaobbko1_500.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sometimes, some words are better left unsaid.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; font-weight: bold;"&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/8224400481026270326-3482360739666194905?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/3482360739666194905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=3482360739666194905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3482360739666194905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3482360739666194905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/quotes.html' title='Quotes'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3hPuVJYV3vA/TnagUIKZsJI/AAAAAAAABtQ/4puqbATsrgE/s72-c/icepenguin.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-3553893423475280893</id><published>2011-09-16T02:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T02:36:45.149+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Friend'/><title type='text'>2am</title><content type='html'>and i am still not asleep. i shall be a zombie later in the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y am i not sleeping? well... my fingers itch to type a post. about what? whatever comes to my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very very down today. only god knows why. i even teared a little bit in the office but managed to hold back. the girls was planning for dinner and all i wanted was bank errands, lok lok and then home. i was even at the point of feeling to fly kite and just hide at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went home and quickly head to bed and sleep. hoping i can just sleep off the moody me. i told jessi to wake me up when she is on the way to pick me up. and... apparently, i missed 5 of her calls and she even called my house phone. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she needed to use the toilet, so i let her in to use the toilet while me... trying to catch back my soul back into my body. 'jon loi lorrr'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after further planning, we ended up with steamboat at tasty pot, sunway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank my friends for being... well, my friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i said, i was very down. its like, i can burst out crying any minute. but meeting them sort of brightens my day a lil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh. did u realise that smurf is smaller than wat they claimed to be 3 apples tall? i said it is bcos they were measuring using smaller apples instead of fuji apples. and to my surprise, jasmine was telling the same thing to jessi the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... smurf is funny!!! azrael is FUNNY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thewallpapers.org/photo/43022/the-smurfs-movie-176.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="225" src="http://www.thewallpapers.org/photo/43022/the-smurfs-movie-176.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la. out of topic liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friendsssss... u know who u r.&amp;nbsp;thank u. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy malaysia day. its a public holiday. and i gotta work. hee~ treeeeepelllll baybeh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you dead yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-3553893423475280893?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/3553893423475280893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=3553893423475280893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3553893423475280893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3553893423475280893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/2am.html' title='2am'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-3777939118038196791</id><published>2011-09-13T04:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T04:17:39.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>changes</title><content type='html'>totally not getting used to blogger's new interface shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;why they always need to change things?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;if it is changed for people's convenience den ya but this is totally... blergh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ok, maybe i am just not used to it... yet.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i shall stop complaining about blogger. its not like they're gonna go back to the old one if i complained. just like how facebook changed certain stuffs den there a page to get 1mil likes so that it wont be implemented but when it hit 1mil likes, they still proceed to remain the new shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh btw. G+ is the new black.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;von n samson finally left the company! the whole team sure is more quiet now. 2 ppl missing from the usual VIP breakfast. 2 ppl missing from the smoking kaki. and bcos of that, i didnt smoke whole day today. thanks ya~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ouh. i have officially entered the 3rd year in this company. *cheers*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess the only changes are my batch of colleagues are getting lesser and my table is getting messier. workload is getting more tho, i think. cos it seems like we are having more customers. @.@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;===&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bleh... i actually had a really bad day today.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once i woke up, got pissed on the fb chat with the cherating babes cos we were arranging for a date for our dinner. we bought coupons! ya. it suppose to be a happy thing by discussing but end up... bleh.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, i got early to office thinking that i am lucky cos i am early but NOOO!!! my pc decides to hang on me and ended up i logged in 3 mins late.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;busy busy busy day.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to jamie for the surprise. i dont know if it is suppose to be a surprise or not but it did cheer me up a lil today. THANK U!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then talked to noelle and i was bombarded by questions that i do not wish to answer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then realised, i could be a back-up for a person. and boy, the feeling sucks.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reached home thinking everything will be ok cos its HOME. but NOOO... aunt decided to ber-drama with me when i was watching my tvb drama. lol... funny how it sounded.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;she said me and my mom is neglecting my grandma. i scratched head. what are we suppose to do when grandma is always against my mom, and i am having a terrible heart ache everytime seeing my grandma treat my mom like shit.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and in case u r lost, yes, my mom is my grandma's daughter. funny hor? where got own mother treat own daughter like shit wan?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i really dont know how to salvage.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;whenever i talk to grandma, then she will bad mouth my mom... how am i suppose to control? i apologise if i have such low EQ.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. back to the ber-drama part. ya. she decided to have her own episode of "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Moonlight_Resonance"&gt;moonlight resonance&lt;/a&gt;". all crying saying how can me and my mom treat my grandma like this. every morning my grandma would cry to my aunt when my aunt wakes up. she said i will never know wat my grandma went thru.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sighs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can someone drag me to the cliff and push me down?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sure. whenever there are changes involved it is difficult to get used to it, but we need to adapt. i know it is difficult for my grandma to adapt cos she is old. but cant the young ones try? fine. aunt and mom both not considered young. but still.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;once there was a fb status update by me, my cousin commented... learn how to close ears, close eyes, and there's always a way to solve any problem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i wish it was that simple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im really tired.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;now, seriously. can someone push me down from the cliff? anyone at all?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-3777939118038196791?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-2429190791067938993</id><published>2011-09-10T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T13:40:22.041+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>A visit from SG</title><content type='html'>it was a pretty rushy trip for noelle and ashley, and the reason they're in kl is that they need to meet their client for meeting/training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they arrived on thursday morning and then their client met them at kl central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their meeting was delayed... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by 1 hour plus... =.="""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time they're done, it was already 8pm. and their client is nice enough to send them to the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for them to be done, me and samson went and collect his laundry first around his condo. then we went to enigma to have a jug first while waiting. we booked a few jugs more cos happy hour was ending soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a jug, we went and pick ashley and noelle up from their hotel. brought them to kuchai lama's 100°c. we headed back to enigma and finish up the jugs and samson was having his syok sendiri concert all the way. oh... enigma was not occupied at all! ok la. got a few uncles at the bar talking with the lady boss. and then, its just us. thats why samson can syok sendiri himself. noelle sang a few and sometimes became samson's back up when he cannot sing high pitch parts... =.=" while me and ashley only listen to the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we're done, we sent samson back and then headed to the hotel they're staying. and that's the end of the nite~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning checked out at 7.30am and they took a cab to kl central and i headed home to rest cos i was on MC. my head was banging like crap...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-2429190791067938993?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/2429190791067938993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=2429190791067938993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2429190791067938993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2429190791067938993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/visit-from-sg.html' title='A visit from SG'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-7308725220345049902</id><published>2011-09-03T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T15:21:56.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil BlurCo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Domain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doyouactuallyknow'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BlurCo'/><title type='text'>BlurCo dot com</title><content type='html'>as you can see, obviously my blog template has been revamped. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;that day my butt was itching if i shud get a .com for my blog. i know i know. my blog do not have much traffic, wan a .com for fucks ah? well, better book it 1st rite? &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;then i was torn between my old name which is LilMsThong or a name that me and my colleagues have used for our guild in Iris, BlurCo. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;when they first started blurco, a colleague of mine, &lt;a href="http://doyouactuallyknow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Clyde&lt;/a&gt; designed the avatar for the guild. which apparently according to samson, that avatar looked like me. cos i am practically blur all the time. =.=" everyone stopped playing already and i didnt manage to screen capture the game. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i was a proud warlock. *grins*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;after getting the domain from &lt;a href="http://billing.mynethq.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for only Rm38/year, melvin, who is the guy i bought it from, 'migrate' my blogspot's domain to bluco.com and also set up my email for me. now u iz can emiao me at michelle@blurco.com... hee~ and then i &lt;i&gt;dengan buay paiseh-nyer&lt;/i&gt; requested &lt;a href="http://doyouactuallyknow.blogspot.com/"&gt;Clyde&lt;/a&gt;'s help to design the header for me. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;at first when he sent me the completed work, the header was narrow. he said he will amend. but after i meddle with it till 4am, i managed to get it. but then it still cant gave the effect that i wanted. then all thanks to Clyde, he played with the HTML and wallah~ BlurCo's first template is borneddd...!!! ^^V&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JJZWIFFPH4M/TmHhYm9FM7I/AAAAAAAABtA/3K2_etOpYzg/s400/BC.JPG"/&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and now i iz headache-ing with my &lt;a href="http://hungrylildevil.blogspot.com/"&gt;foodie blog&lt;/a&gt;. what name shall i change it? since i am not using lil anymore. so i guess i dun wanna use &lt;a href="http://hungrylildevil.blogspot.com/"&gt;hungrylildevil&lt;/a&gt; anymore. any ideas? &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-7308725220345049902?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/7308725220345049902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=7308725220345049902&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7308725220345049902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7308725220345049902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/09/as-you-can-see-obviously-my-blog.html' title='BlurCo dot com'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-JJZWIFFPH4M/TmHhYm9FM7I/AAAAAAAABtA/3K2_etOpYzg/s72-c/BC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-1561746058583623645</id><published>2011-08-31T07:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T07:41:15.292+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Love'/><title type='text'>2 stories</title><content type='html'>whenever there is 2 person involve, there will always be 2 different stories. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;who is being unreasonable or victim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos there will always be 2 different stories... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thank my frens for understanding that i am not the unreasonable one... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breaking up JUST because she iron clothes without informing me? pfffttt... i am not that petty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lk3x7qbIW41qaobbko1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can't judge people on what you hear about them."&lt;br /&gt;http://leilockheart.tumblr.com/post/4881397808/you-cant-judge-people-based-on-what-you-hear&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-1561746058583623645?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-9092586502950439120</id><published>2011-08-30T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T15:04:24.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='10 Things I Hate About You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Movie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>10 Things I Hate About You</title><content type='html'>*blows* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*coughs coughs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;phew... that's one whole bloody inch of dust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember this &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0147800/"&gt;movie&lt;/a&gt;? i used to keep watching it over and over again. and i even play it over and over again at the part where she reads the poem so that i can copy it down, re-read it and make sure i didnt copy it wrongly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;search engines nowadays, google oni la. can find anything d. hee~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;I hate the way you talk to me, &lt;br /&gt;and the way you cut your hair.&lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you drive my car, &lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you stare. &lt;br /&gt;I hate your big dumb combat boots &lt;br /&gt;and the way you read my mind. &lt;br /&gt;I hate you so much it makes me sick,&lt;br /&gt;it even makes me rhyme. &lt;br /&gt;I hate the way you’re always right, &lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you lie. &lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you make me laugh,&lt;br /&gt;even worse when you make me cry. &lt;br /&gt;I hate it when you’re not around, &lt;br /&gt;and the fact that you didn’t call. &lt;br /&gt;But mostly I hate the way I don’t hate you, &lt;br /&gt;not even close…&lt;br /&gt;not even a little bit… &lt;br /&gt;not even at all.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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You'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-963357921293446879</id><published>2011-08-21T10:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-21T10:59:33.253+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Viva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Complain'/><title type='text'>brainless drivers</title><content type='html'>i seriously do not know how these people get their license. really... &lt;br /&gt;ok. maybe the same way as i did but still, cant u guys be more responsible when the government alre give u chance to give duit kopi in order to get your license? halo?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm already driving nicely on the fast lane, i dont know whether your eyes was at your ass or not but didnt u see on your right side mirror OR your right side WINDOW if there is any car? i'm already next to u! and u wanna come to the right lane?! halo! your P seriously doesnt mean PROFESSIONAL you know??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then you? motorcyclist UNCLE. i am starting to believe that most motorcyclist ride on bikes is bcos they wanna commit suicide. i am still in my fast lane, with the "professional" driver behind me. and then just with a blink of an eye, the motocyclist appears in front of me. he cut all the way from the left, to the right and then rode slowly! of cos, i e-braked. and the P driver behind me e-brake until can hear tyres screeching... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then nvm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he rode in the middle of the lane as if he is driving a car. wow! last sunday i thought cars are SOOOO big they need to drive in 2 lanes, now even bikes r big too! ride in the middle of the lane oso nvm. but... DAMN SLOW!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf... sunday drivers stresses your driving day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-VW3jmEVXMXU/TlB0D3ftbdI/AAAAAAAABs4/CvEJav6wgVg/s600/151039.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think im gonna change mine to this as well... not sure if they know how to read or not tho. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-963357921293446879?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/963357921293446879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=963357921293446879&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/963357921293446879'/><link 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Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos;s Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Celebration'/><title type='text'>Happy Chinese Valentine's Day</title><content type='html'>i didnt know about this until HL called me and ask me if i know what day is it today. i of cos said i dont. she then told me the very summarized version and wished me happy valentines day. ^^ and then 'ngau long' and 'zhik lui' came in my mind. not sure if i am right or not, as usual, i seek help from uncle goo... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is actually called &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Qixi_Festival"&gt;QiXi Festival&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.herongyang.com/chinese/festivals/chinese_valentine.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not gonna put in any stories or copy paste from anywhere bcos i've been reading and reading and there's a lot of version out there. make use of &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.sg/#hl=en&amp;source=hp&amp;q=qixi+festival+story&amp;oq=qixi+festival+story&amp;aq=f&amp;aqi=g-b1&amp;aql=&amp;gs_sm=e&amp;gs_upl=1682l7821l0l8139l16l15l0l7l7l0l261l1566l0.5.3l8l0&amp;fp=edf0ef46d576be38&amp;biw=1006&amp;bih=610"&gt;google.com&lt;/a&gt; and find a version u r happy with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese Valentine's Day~! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-1451752722121162094?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/1451752722121162094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=1451752722121162094&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1451752722121162094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1451752722121162094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/08/happy-chinese-valentines-day.html' title='Happy Chinese Valentine&apos;s Day'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-4031237025512273307</id><published>2011-08-03T02:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T02:36:39.968+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>friction</title><content type='html'>agree or not, there will be friction between 2 people. even it is not a major one, there will definitely be a minor one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many arguments recently. even i got myself into one. and i blame it all on pms. i still have yet to cool off. in fact, i getting more angry... im a girl leh! i wan ppl pujuk wan lor! *pissed*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow, personal issue aside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im caught up in a group friction. and i do not know what to do. sit aside and watch? voice out and then i will look like as if i am taking side, which i dont want to take any sides... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs. what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed that i cant do much with what i am earning at the moment. every month is just right for me. and that is if i really spend slowly. no shopping. no savings. no insurance. trying to cut as much outings as i can... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short, im a dead cow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;any loan shark to intro that i dont need to return the money? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh~ dun think dun think. everything will be fine, everything will be fine. *living in denial*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-4031237025512273307?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/4031237025512273307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=4031237025512273307&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/4031237025512273307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/4031237025512273307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/08/friction.html' title='friction'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-7453555990978209271</id><published>2011-08-01T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-01T15:48:51.985+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perodua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='#Tweckbot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MYPerodua'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Viva'/><title type='text'>Perodua Tweckbot</title><content type='html'>i forgot how i came to know about this. but it must be somewhere in the world wide web cos i dont watch tv and seldom listen to radio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h4vVEbttA5k/TjZM5-yKb9I/AAAAAAAABrA/A3hsSbIk_dY/s640/262491_251328674886023_215517861800438_1023587_7524686_n.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hesitated at the beginning. dont know shud i try my luck or not. and plus, i didnt check when will it be my location. erm... i didnt know can check oso. hehe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end, i was thinking "why not?' try luck lor. so i tweeted. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-UtHQoS9ED5c/TjZOEFiI5dI/AAAAAAAABrM/kfK1jNbDqIg/s800/tweet.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their respond was quite fast. and i almost missed the tweet reply cos i dun usually tweet anymore and i dont check often... and so, i gave them my address n my contact number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they called almost immediately to make an appointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scheduled on Monday 2pm. and they r not late. in fact, they came earlier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-mjKubxVJOlk/TjZM6AKA3LI/AAAAAAAABrE/SIfIntwdb8Q/s800/281426_198144303576205_100001419100220_504189_8276572_n.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the checkings are all very basic stuffs but good enough for u to have a safe journey when traveling to balik kampung. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Engine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Engine Oil (Level, Quality)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transmission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;ATF (Level, Quality)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cooling System&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Coolant (Level, Fan &amp; Tempreture)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brake System&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Brake Fluid (Level, Quality)&lt;br /&gt;Brake Pad Wear (Thickness)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Power Steering System&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;PS Fluid (Level, Quality)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clutch System&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Clutch (Free play)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tyre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Tyre Tread&lt;br /&gt;Inflatation&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspension System&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Shock Absorber (Condition)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Electrical System&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Battery (Electrolyte Level, Voltage, Charging)&lt;br /&gt;Lights (Head Lamp, Signal Lamp, Clearance Lamp, Tail Lamp, Back-up Lamp, Third Brake Light)&lt;br /&gt;Wiper(Wiper Blade &amp; Operation, Wiper Washer)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engine Management&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;DS-II (Diagnosis)&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that it should be cheras's turn today so i asked how come they are in subang. he said after my car, they will head to cheras to check some more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i saw their &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MYPerodua/status/97851660394692609"&gt;tweet&lt;/a&gt; saying that they were in cheras from 10:30am till 12pm. and the another &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MYPerodua/status/97932645647925248"&gt;tweet&lt;/a&gt; saying that they r in cheras roughly about 3.30pm till 6pm. so i guess, in between they took break and then come to subang? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after checking, they explained to me what is what, what was done to check this n this. they will let u know what needed to be changed and u will need to proceed to the &lt;a href="http://www.perodua.com.my/service"&gt;perodua service centre&lt;/a&gt; to get it changed. and when u bring along the inspection checklist they passed to u, u will get 15% discount. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-u66HVDLsZRg/TjZM6PEhJhI/AAAAAAAABrI/mL-L_zwycY0/s800/229730_198147293575906_100001419100220_504191_1723462_n.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the checking was quite fast. approx 15 mins for my lil viva. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the service will be until 10 August so follow &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/MYPerodua"&gt;@MYPerodua&lt;/a&gt; and check with &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/search?q=%23Tweckbot"&gt;#tweckbot&lt;/a&gt; for to get your car checked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a safe journey balik kampung this raya yo~ ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s :- thank u so much for the service and checking the cars under the hot sun. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-7453555990978209271?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/7453555990978209271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=7453555990978209271&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7453555990978209271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7453555990978209271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/08/perodua-tweckbot.html' title='Perodua Tweckbot'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h4vVEbttA5k/TjZM5-yKb9I/AAAAAAAABrA/A3hsSbIk_dY/s72-c/262491_251328674886023_215517861800438_1023587_7524686_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-7428492722500958172</id><published>2011-07-31T13:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T14:17:21.282+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jim Willis'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='How Could You'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Ponder'/><title type='text'>How Could You?</title><content type='html'>by Jim Willis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning :- if u r a cry baby, please prepare your tissue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask, "How could you?" -- but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" -- still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love." As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch -- because your touch was now so infrequent -- and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said, "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. T hey understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar, as he screamed, "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked, "How could you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind -- that this was all a bad dream... or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me. When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured, "How could you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps because she understood my dog speak, she said, "I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself -- a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I will think of you and wait for you forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copied from &lt;a href="http://dollsfamily.blogspot.com/2011/07/how-could-you.html"&gt;Doll's Family&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cried? u've been warned...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-7428492722500958172?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/7428492722500958172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=7428492722500958172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7428492722500958172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7428492722500958172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/07/how-could-you.html' title='How Could You?'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-75786196040899938</id><published>2011-07-30T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T13:36:41.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mega Sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>mega sale</title><content type='html'>hrm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is the point if the item's selling price was RM100, and then during the mega sale, they put a sign saying something like "original price RM499, now only RM150"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-75786196040899938?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/75786196040899938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=75786196040899938&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/75786196040899938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/75786196040899938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/07/mega-sale.html' title='mega sale'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-7206302379319293385</id><published>2011-07-29T18:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T20:06:49.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>if...</title><content type='html'>the dogs in my house still barks for no reason, i'll get a cat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-g4gPrCnaXQw/TjKiN7rxUhI/AAAAAAAABos/xN5CKQul2gY/s800/5cd8fa7bjw1dj588sqcl3g.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-7206302379319293385?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/7206302379319293385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=7206302379319293385&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7206302379319293385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7206302379319293385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/07/if.html' title='if...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-g4gPrCnaXQw/TjKiN7rxUhI/AAAAAAAABos/xN5CKQul2gY/s72-c/5cd8fa7bjw1dj588sqcl3g.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-3511683973692400711</id><published>2011-07-29T13:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T16:58:10.857+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Pissed'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>things i have to go through today to reach office</title><content type='html'>it of cos have to start with the usual traffic jam cos it is friday. standard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;1, pass by an accident. 3 cars kissing each other's butt. &lt;br /&gt;2, vios died middle of the road as in really middle! middle lane! all cars cutting left n right to get away.&lt;br /&gt;3, of cos above 2 will cause the traffic jam to critical level.&lt;br /&gt;4, traffic jam in parking zone&lt;br /&gt;5, no parking&lt;br /&gt;6, rm15 for car wash&lt;/blockquote&gt;and yes, i am late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://canadianprofiteer.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/05/3046414701_3e94f66431_o.gif"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-3511683973692400711?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/3511683973692400711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=3511683973692400711&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3511683973692400711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3511683973692400711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/07/things-i-have-to-go-through-today-to.html' title='things i have to go through today to reach office'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-643624788790332847</id><published>2011-07-17T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T22:17:21.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Pissed'/><title type='text'>i cant believe it</title><content type='html'>i just cant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the bersih rally just over not long ago and i was touched by how united ONE malaysia can be, i cant fucking believe it that YOU fucking stared cock at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. this is race issue... i dun want to be racist but sometimes the fact is so obvious for us to be racist. gomeneh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, maybe u iz no bersih supporter. i iz naive. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u r a fucking slow driver driving at the fucking fast lane and when i cut in front of u, u fucking flashed high beam at me?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how dare you?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if malaysia has no law, i would have fucking get a fucking big foot and run over your fucking useless car! no. not car. a piece metal trash! with YOU in it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after flashing that fucking high beam at me, i gave way and let u pass me so that u can be "fast" driver at the fast lane. instead of appreciating of what i have done... your bitch have to stare cock at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks. i know my car is very pretty. tqvm. just a lil dirty cos i havent wash my car in weeks. *sorry my baby* but ya. i calmed down a little until...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i finally drove passed you at the slow lane instead, BOTH of u have the cheeks to stare cock at me again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walao! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pissed!!! ultimate level!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;screw you slow drivers who always thinks that u drive fast enough to be at the fast lane and didnt give a fuck when a car is coming behind u and OBVIOUSLY the car behind u is faster than u! fucking give way la u inconsiderate bastards!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-643624788790332847?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-1897255916694341031</id><published>2011-07-15T06:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T06:14:52.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kluang'/><title type='text'>Kluang 7 - 9 July</title><content type='html'>looking at the above date above shows that this post has been delayed very long. hehe... (after so long d, i cant remember exactly what we did... hehe... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we made a move back to kluang at nite bcos we wanted to go for &lt;a href="http://hungrylildevil.blogspot.com/2011/07/satay-celup-capitol-malacca.html"&gt;satay celup in malacca&lt;/a&gt; while on the way to kluang. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived in kluang at about 1.30am. fren's mom is actually a fortune teller and let her read me... and then head to bed bcos we got a long day to come... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next morning, we went to &lt;a href="http://hungrylildevil.blogspot.com/2011/07/restoran-yong-he-kluang.html"&gt;Yong He&lt;/a&gt; for breakfast. and boy i love their curry mee. the santan... uuummmpphh~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to my fren's grandma's place to rest a while and then we headed for lunch... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was at &lt;a href="http://hungrylildevil.blogspot.com/2011/07/restoran-ikan-asam-pedas-kluang.html"&gt;ikan asam pedas&lt;/a&gt; with her grandma and dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch we went over to a shop called 'united' and bought lotsa tidbits! that shop is like heaven! so many old school sweets!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then went to &lt;a href="http://hungrylildevil.blogspot.com/2011/07/kluang-lim-kopitiam-kluang.html"&gt;Kluang Lim&lt;/a&gt; for coffee. love the bun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went for dinner at &lt;a href="http://hungrylildevil.blogspot.com/2011/07/restoran-sin-hon-kee-kluang.html"&gt;sin hon kee&lt;/a&gt;. i love the beef ball! the pork ball is just normal to me. but the beef ball is superb! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to sleep early cos we were damn tired. but then... we ended up reading tweets and FB updates about the massive traffic jam in KL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day on the 9th, we had our brunch at &lt;a href="http://hungrylildevil.blogspot.com/2011/07/yean-kee-beef-noodle-kluang.html"&gt;Yean Kee&lt;/a&gt;. my favourite among alllllll the food i have tried! :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went to buy dao sa pneah, more tidbits, and kluang noodle from the factory. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then headed back to her grandma's home. we were following tweets and fb updates on the rally... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to &lt;a href="http://hungrylildevil.blogspot.com/2011/07/kluang-lim-kopitiam-kluang.html"&gt;Kluang Lim&lt;/a&gt; for coffee again. ah... the coffee is damn nice! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was at a 'dai chao' place. didnt manage to get pictures but the butter chicken is nice. it is not like the usual butter chicken we had before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we went back to take our shower, pack and left. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we headed to seremban to pass the noodle and dao sa pneah to a friend and went mamak for a drink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the time we reached home, we were dead tired alre...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-1897255916694341031?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/1897255916694341031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=1897255916694341031&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1897255916694341031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1897255916694341031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/07/kluang-7-9-july.html' title='Kluang 7 - 9 July'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-7371697290799413644</id><published>2011-07-04T08:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T08:36:35.136+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>i iz haz</title><content type='html'>zero knowledge in politics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which explains why i only registered this yr. after being forced by my family. and when i said family... its the WHOLE family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 July... hide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is why i hate politics...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-7371697290799413644?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/7371697290799413644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=7371697290799413644&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7371697290799413644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7371697290799413644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/07/i-iz-haz.html' title='i iz haz'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-3635305792028389000</id><published>2011-06-29T13:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T13:51:31.295+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>jialat</title><content type='html'>i no more leaves d. die... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-3635305792028389000?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/3635305792028389000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=3635305792028389000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3635305792028389000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3635305792028389000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/06/jialat.html' title='jialat'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-1868513300359929379</id><published>2011-06-27T20:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T16:58:40.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>beer mania!</title><content type='html'>been drinking like beers are free recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20th June - Funky Villa. &lt;br /&gt;21st June - Enigma. &lt;br /&gt;22nd June - Wings. &lt;br /&gt;26th June - Station One&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30th June another round at Funky Villa. starting at 6pm, 1st glass is normal price. and RM 1 for the next, and the next and the next and the next until 12mn. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P04jhV7LXkI/ThpS43l9WOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HwEvi-fivoM/s1600/beer-2.jpg"/&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-1868513300359929379?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/1868513300359929379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=1868513300359929379&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1868513300359929379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1868513300359929379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/06/beer-mania.html' title='beer mania!'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P04jhV7LXkI/ThpS43l9WOI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HwEvi-fivoM/s72-c/beer-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-2768559918326823155</id><published>2011-06-24T05:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T06:00:26.542+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ruby&apos;s resort'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Vacation'/><title type='text'>drunkard, cherating and such...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;the drunkard&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its already friday. and im gonna blog what happened starting from exactly 1 week ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday nite, i was having drinks with my colleagues. before leaving, went to another table and shot a few more glasses. while driving along our beloved federal &lt;strike&gt;highway&lt;/strike&gt; road, it was really jammed up. from 4 lanes, we squeezed to 1 lane. and boy, my head was banging like mad. there are few times i fell asleep while driving. and when i finally reached home, i stopped my car's engine and napped in the car a while. when it was getting really warm, i get out from the car, went in the house and continue sleeping. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day (saturday), i was suppose to join the girls to cherating and jessi is suppose to be my designated human alarm clock, 6am. and... my phone battery died. smart eh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;desperately in need to call me up, she called my aunt. and my aunt knocked on my door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunt : why didnt u lock the gate?? it was wide opened! &lt;br /&gt;me : *awake a lil but still blur* oh, is it? but i got lock the inside gate rite?&lt;br /&gt;aunt : ya. but u left the wooden door opened. &lt;br /&gt;me : aiya, got lock can d la. how come u wake up so early? &lt;br /&gt;aunt : jessi called. u r supposed to wake up now. &lt;br /&gt;me : er. what time now? &lt;br /&gt;aunt : 6 something d. &lt;br /&gt;me : urgh. shit. *cos still stoned!*&lt;br /&gt;aunt : where is your car keys? &lt;br /&gt;me : *jumped and sat up on the bed* not on the table?&lt;br /&gt;aunt : no&lt;br /&gt;me : *living in denial* sure at somewhere in the house wan laaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a feeling it's in the car alre but i am toooo stoned to get up, hoping and praying hard that its somewhere in the HOUSE instead. but aunt came in again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunt : i cant find ur car keys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking, sure hailat.com d. i went down, went out, opened my car door... IT WAS HANGING THERE! AND I FREAKING FREAKED OUT!!! THANK GOD NOBODY DRIVE ME CAR AWAY!!! ~~~~~T__T~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went back in to the house, rushed to pack and showered and went out to fetch jessi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cherating&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after fetching jessi and marie, we headed to the meet up point with the rest. which i was damn late alre. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upon reaching, abbie, nikie, daph and fionne was already there waiting. hehe... paiseh... *blush*. without waiting long, we started our journey. before we drove off, nikie told me not to drive too fast. rightt... when we started our journey not long later, her car over took my car and since then, we were driving at the average of 140 to 150 km/h. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really mad women on the road. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once the sea was at sight, marie started screaming in the car bcos she was tooooooooo excited. lol! but we didnt hit the sea right away. met up with auntie ruby and head out again for the prawn mee for lunch. after the lunchie, we went to get stuffs for the drinking session at night and also medication stuffs for nikie and marie. we then checked in! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after checking in and rest a while, we changed into our swim suit and rushed down the beach! after being hit by the strong waves a few times, we sat down and started scrubbing ourselves with the sand and washed it away using the sea water. damnnnn smoooooth weihhh~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after getting a lil tanned, we went back to ruby's and rinsed ourselves. we sat at the lounge chatting while enjoying our ais kacang, chicken wings and huge jug of ribena. the feeling is so blissful~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we wanted to nap a while, but then by the time we headed back to our rooms to shower, it is already time for dinner. auntie ruby prepared BBQ dinner for us and it was really yummilicious~ ^^ despite the feeding session to the mosquitoes, the dinner is really superb. *likes~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we didnt have enough ice so we drove out again to get some ice. and we came back and started drinking. it wasnt a drunk session. it's a slow drinking bonding session. and i like that. the happy part about it is that, we managed to clear up some misunderstanding and got to know some thing that i should have known earlier... after drink drink, we then went back to our rooms to sleep sleep~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the girls woke up early for breakfast, but i couldnt be bothered about it. i've alre told them, this is my lazy vacation and i shall sleep and sleep and sleep until i am satisfied. and they really did let me sleep. haha~ somehow i know that jessi came back to the room and changed. didnt bother to wake me up to put her suntan lotion for her, thats why she ended up like a lobster now. then she came back in the room to go our again for lunch. she did ask me if i wanna join them for lunch, i said no. and continue sleep. ahh~ i love vacation like this! hahaha~ but they are sweet enough to dapao for me and didnt leave me to die in hunger. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally woke up and they are still out having lunch and getting the local delicacies (keropok lekor and satar). i took my own sweet time to shower, washed and blow dry my hair, and i group-whatsapp them that i am all showered and waiting for my lunch to arrive. haha~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lunch finally came back and it was nasi kukus~ damn nice~ after filling my tummy with solid food, we proceed with more drinks~ yes! day time! chivas la, beer la and surprisingly, none of us are drunk. i guess the saying is true. u get drunk easily when u r upset but u dont get drunk easily when u r happy. although we are not drunk AT ALL, we were laughing and laughing and laughing! until at a point we really have to stop cos we need to get ready for dinner. jessi joined auntie ruby and tanti and fudder for dinner. while me, abbie, nikie and marie went to have dinner with abbie's ex colleague, din. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;din came to fetch us girls out and somehow we started talking and suddenly we were bantering on what is a fork called in malay? garfu or garpu? while we were bantering, we were laughing non stop again! and this garfu and garpu lead us laughing from one after another topic. we laughed until we reached the restaurant. we laughed while we were ordering. we laughed while we were waiting for the dishes to arrive. we laughed while we were eating! we laughed until marie was already rolling on the floor (we were sitting on the floor for dinner so the floor is clean)!! we laughed until din have to do 5 attempts to get the fish. we laughed until nikie's hand shake while having the spoon full of tomyam soup, and by the time the spoon reaches her mouth, the spoon is empty. we laughed until i chocked and puke! even when we were on our way back to ruby's, we were still laughing our asses off! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we arrived at ruby's and we are sitting outside our room still laughing but trying not to laugh out loud. half way, i went back to the room and dragged jessi out from the bed. we cant control our volume so we got fed up and we group BBM'ed instead. after we are satisfied with our chimney session, we went into nikie and abbie's room to talk some more. abbie finally dozed off and we were finally sleepy. went out for the last ciggie and went back to our rooms and sleep. zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day we checked out and we went hai peng for brunch! but then reality strike us even before we go back KL. there's traffic jam. a massive one! all of us were already soooo damnnnn hungry, we decided to stop at one of those stalls to buy lekor and satar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, we have to go through the jam again and we stopped at the Turtle Sanctuary. but it was closed. and abbie said she dun wan fren penyu d and wanna fren cow cow instead. =.= we then drove to chiang kee to get ikan bilis and we headed home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no. the laughter didnt stop there cos we were passing voice notes using BBM and we were laughing like mad again in our own cars! jessi did some silly stunt which marie started laughing hysterically in the car. which caused me laughing like mad also. this time we drove back at average 130km/h. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needless to say, once we reached KL it's already 7pm and the jam was nightmare. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;additional leaves :P&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i sent jessi home, i headed to my own home to shower and ready to go out again to meet HL. she is finally back from india and took this opportunity to meet her up. my stomach was grumbling already and while getting ready, jessi bbm'ed me saying she left the ikan bilis in my car and needed it urgently. and she is hungry too~ so once i got ready, i fetched jessi and fetched HL to tmn megah's ming tien for dinner. and oh my~ fish head bee hoon never tasted THAT good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we sent jessi back and we went for drinks at funky villa. met up with shaaron and fanny. we chatted and laughed a lil and we headed home. damnnnn tired...~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, had lunch at HL's place. her mom prepared yong tou fu for us. after lunch, we had sooo many places to go in mind but we ended up visiting her 'kai lui' milky and then headed for starbucks. after our drinks and i won a few rounds in checkers (muahahahaa~), we headed back to her house to meet her parents and then get my car and headed to subang. she rested in my room while i go wash my hair and get ready for dinner with her friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had dinner at rakuzen in ss15. i've stayed in subang all my life and i have not tried rakuzen at all. and the food is damn good. after dinner we headed to enigma for drinks. both of us had 4 jugs... thats really crazy of us and we drank until we are the last table left. i think paula and evan wanted to kill us d. :P sent her back and i went home to sleep... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;made plans with the cherating babes for supper at pudu wai sek kai. but before that, had late lunch with jim at mcd. went ahead to do some banking stuffs. and again reminded myself why i hate growing up. :( after banking, i had a lil time left to kill so went few round to find for parking and had froyo. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fetched jessi and we shared a plate of fried kuay teow at ming tien while waiting for HL to be done with her dinner. fetched HL and then we headed down to KL to meet up with abbie. marie then joined us and then followed by nikie. we again enjoyed ourselves laughing like mad and stuffed our tummy with more food! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after supper, sent jessi home and we went for drinks again in ss2's wings musicafe with HL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at about 2pm and went for pan mee for lunch. not my fav food but HL was craving for it. after lunch we went to ikea walking around window shopping. had assam laksa den we headed home. i went home, got ready and here i am for midnite shift. and this post it self took me 6 bloody hours to type cos i was typing while doin my work... =.="""&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is how i spent my leaves~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, time to nap. oyasumi~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-2768559918326823155?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/2768559918326823155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=2768559918326823155&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2768559918326823155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2768559918326823155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/06/drunkard-cherating-and-such.html' title='drunkard, cherating and such...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-7290380495211943517</id><published>2011-06-15T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T20:15:58.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><title type='text'>what do you want from me?</title><content type='html'>its so tiring to try to understand what everyone wants from me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you want from me? im confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does my family wants from me? im lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does everyone wants from me? im tired. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know the fact that we cant please everyone but at least i tried. until now. i am tired. i am at the peak of breaking down again. locking myself in my own room is the only place i hide from everything. heck, even my room is in a mess and i cant find peace in my room. i only can hide. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully cherating this weekend will be a peaceful one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;很想一走了之...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-7290380495211943517?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/7290380495211943517/comments/default' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-8732431994093666848</id><published>2011-06-09T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T14:30:11.157+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Vacation'/><title type='text'>how time flies...</title><content type='html'>and im alre 25 yrs and 6 months old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but im not talking about age today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be 11 June soon. the trip we've been looking fwd to. i meant me and my colleagues. the very 1st email blasted to organise this trip was 14 Apr. i wonder how it'll turn out. and how drunk we will get. i'll fill in the details &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/LilMsThong"&gt;tweeting&lt;/a&gt; or fb when we're sober up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. need to buy cigs for the trip... no. i failed quitting. again. will try the next attempt after my cherating trip. which is the following week. 18 June. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want time to fly leh... in another 6 months time, i'll be 26. *sobs*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-8732431994093666848?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/8732431994093666848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=8732431994093666848&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8732431994093666848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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i am in the mood to blog today. so dont complain that i have multiple updates today. better than updating once a week la, no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl : wo hui lai le...&lt;br /&gt;guy : ni zhuo she me lan jiao. sian jai cai hui lai...&lt;br /&gt;girl : ... wo shang che suo a...&lt;br /&gt;guy : you mei you gai cuo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this conversation happened when i was right in front of the cashier. the guy was handling my order. and the guy actually scolded the girl in front of me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case you dont even know how to read pin yin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;girl : im back...&lt;br /&gt;guy : what 'lan jiao' you did? now oni come back...&lt;br /&gt;girl : ... i went to the toilet...&lt;br /&gt;guy : what nonsense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ya. scolding your staff in front of the customers? and he just threw the bloody bowl of porridge on my tray. ccb. luckily the porridge didnt splash at me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i sat down and have my porridge... and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy : hi miss. can i have some of your time?&lt;br /&gt;me : *nods*&lt;br /&gt;guy : hiiamnotsellinganythingsodontworryijustwannatellyouthatthesekidsneedyourhelp... blablablablablablablablablablablablablablablablablablablabla&lt;br /&gt;me : ok. n den?&lt;br /&gt;guy : sothesekidsneedsmilkpowderinordertohelpthem&lt;br /&gt;me : *looks at him*&lt;br /&gt;guy : andthemilkpowercostsrm30sowereallyneedyourhelptohelpthesekids&lt;br /&gt;me : i didnt bring my wallet&lt;br /&gt;guy : oh... itsokaycosucandonatesomemoneywilldoaswell&lt;br /&gt;me : ok&lt;br /&gt;guy : minimumdonationwouldberm20&lt;br /&gt;me : i said i never bring my wallet. i only hv rm10. take it. &lt;br /&gt;guy : ok ok. fill in here and sign here please. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have soft ears and soft heart. and i just donate. i dont mind donating and to me, even if it is cheating my money, it is their problem. not mine. i've done my part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy : thank you very much. may you have healthy life... &lt;br /&gt;me : xie xie...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-3788133394962271173?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/3788133394962271173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=3788133394962271173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3788133394962271173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3788133394962271173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/06/meal-break-today.html' title='meal break today'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-240641329882855455</id><published>2011-06-08T13:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T13:16:21.732+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Complain'/><title type='text'>interesting way to start my day...</title><content type='html'>got a wake up call - &lt;b&gt;positive&lt;/b&gt; ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got stuck in the ever famous federal road (not highway. learnt that from &lt;a href="http://dirtykhian.blogspot.com/"&gt;her&lt;/a&gt;) - &lt;b&gt;negative&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot #1 cuts to my lane w/o signaling - &lt;b&gt;negative&lt;/b&gt; stared cock at him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiot #2 cuts to my lane w/o signaling - &lt;b&gt;negative&lt;/b&gt; no time to stare cock. rushing. william tell overture was playing in mind alre.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* i dont understand. their signal lights out of order or wat? go fix it la! so lazy to flick that er... thing... den dont smoke and flick the ashes and dont wank and dont finger your wife!&lt;br /&gt;* and best of all. both of them are the same species. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went in to the parking zone and no empty space at sight. went 3 rounds. and it was 12:20pm alre - &lt;b&gt;negative&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tailed a walking guy and for the 1st time in my life he actually pointed that his car is just there and hand gestured asked me to wait - &lt;b&gt;positive&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached office at 12:32pm - &lt;b&gt;negative &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foul mood level : 70%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need my coffee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-240641329882855455?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/240641329882855455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=240641329882855455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/240641329882855455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/240641329882855455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/06/interesting-way-to-start-my-day.html' title='interesting way to start my day...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-74838309730066281</id><published>2011-06-07T20:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T20:21:08.264+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><title type='text'>Tetris - The Game</title><content type='html'>u've played the game, now apply it to your life. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Apart from being a fine game, Tetris is also a perfect mirror of the human condition. For a while the game is entertaining, and we seem to have mastered it and are having fun. Then, something goes wrong — a rash mistake, or an unfulfilled wish, and we’re fighting to repair the damage, but we’ve been thrown off-balance, and everything is piling up. Blocks that were once orderly and harmonious are jumbled and filled with holes, and our cup is on the verge of running over. There’s always a point at which we stop planning for the future, and realize that we don’t have one — all we can do is cling to the present and concentrate, focus our minds on what it’s like to be alive, to play the game, before it’s all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You were waiting for a four-by-one block that never came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes we resist to the bitter end, moving blocks left and right without thought or care, just to hang on, and sometimes we accept the inevitable and pull the blocks down to us, smiling inwardly at the great joke. The rest is silence.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- taken from &lt;a href="http://sweatlee.com/2011/05/26/an-education/"&gt;SweatLee's Blog&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-74838309730066281?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/74838309730066281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=74838309730066281&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/74838309730066281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/74838309730066281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/06/tetris-game.html' title='Tetris - The Game'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-5874542063285112528</id><published>2011-06-07T02:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T02:01:32.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to u,</title><content type='html'>glad that you've moved on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-5874542063285112528?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/5874542063285112528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=5874542063285112528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5874542063285112528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5874542063285112528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/06/to-u.html' title='to u,'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-1285065086013308070</id><published>2011-06-04T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-04T23:34:20.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>outdated...</title><content type='html'>i am! really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many movies i wanna watch but its either i do not have the time, or i do not have anyone to accompany me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch :-&lt;br /&gt;paul (must watch!!!)&lt;br /&gt;x-men&lt;br /&gt;pirates of the caribbean&lt;br /&gt;kung fu panda 2&lt;br /&gt;something borrowed&lt;br /&gt;punished &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wan i wan i wan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the latest movie i went for was F5. omfg! the koenigsegg ccx is to die for! i dun mind being single for the rest of my friggin life if i can have that car! &lt;br /&gt;and then i found the new koenigsegg agera is damn sexy oso. *orgasm*&lt;br /&gt;oh oh... and i watch thor. ahh.. the bodyyyy!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so outdated until the extend there is once i said i wanna watch this particular movie and then being laughed at cos it is not shown in the cinemas anymore. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-1285065086013308070?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/1285065086013308070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=1285065086013308070&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1285065086013308070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1285065086013308070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/06/outdated.html' title='outdated...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-5493536767385574722</id><published>2011-05-31T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T02:01:37.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink dot SG'/><title type='text'>Pink dot SG 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FrIB5Ojbqns" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like 1:17...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be there to support &lt;br /&gt;18 June 2011&lt;br /&gt;Hong Lim Park&lt;br /&gt;17:00 SGT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i cant be there cos i alre got plans months before. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-5493536767385574722?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/5493536767385574722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=5493536767385574722&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5493536767385574722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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hanging out alone, going out alone, shop alone... just being alone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got up very early today and i was hoping to see someone's msg. but i didnt recv any. so i thought mayb she got too tired and slept off alre. and i couldnt sleep anymore, so i planned my day ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i planned to go for gym in the morning at first. but then i was hooked on the lappie chatting. :P&lt;br /&gt;so i end up chatting until her lunch time den i head out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i havent been sweating this much since god knows when. i went for a full 4km walk. 2km each time. i cant run cos i got HBP and if i run, i probably will end up fainting. but the fast walk was good. then hit on those machines and dumbbells. then went for steam bath. it was a good one and off i go taking a long shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i am, sitting at dome sipping the ever relaxing chamomile tea... and still chatting. :P&lt;div 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this'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-7475958106660705062</id><published>2011-05-26T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T22:16:00.254+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>failed</title><content type='html'>ok la. i failed. after 2 days of not smoking, i actually asked for a cig from my colleague. den from then its like, each day 1 stick... =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, better than 1 box per day rite? and moreover, ppl said cannot stop so sudden wan. *planting excuses*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still wanna stop! gambate misheru!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently my life is just, sleep, work, sleep, work... oh. and eat of cos. damn no life lor. and recently i do not have any inspiration to blog. writer's block? sighs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh~ finally the unifi is installed! and i am super impressed with the speed! and also their service. my aunt's lappie was having issues so i called and seek for assistance to troubleshoot. that guy damn patient lor. and i forgot to ask for name. =.="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as noob as i may sound, i never use bitcomet before. and i have no idea how it works. no idea where to find seeds... ystd, giap gave me a seed to download. that madness bluray file. can u imagine the size?! i left it overnite and it was 64% this morning when i check. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. no more crap. no inspiration until i need to blog about crap. bleh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-5529509495048222308</id><published>2011-05-20T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T08:14:13.558+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><title type='text'>determination...</title><content type='html'>... is all i need now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's funny how i dont have the urge to smoke when i lock myself at home but when im out with frens or colleagues and watching them smoke is like... argh~!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then...&lt;br /&gt;"eh. i take one ah..." naturally comes out from my mouth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i have decided. i shall stop smoking from today onwards...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-5529509495048222308?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/5529509495048222308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=5529509495048222308&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5529509495048222308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5529509495048222308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/05/determination.html' title='determination...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-9186376712882567785</id><published>2011-05-18T14:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T14:48:02.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Newbox USJ19'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Customer Service'/><title type='text'>i lurve newbox</title><content type='html'>plainly bcos i love the fantastic service there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;despite the not-so-satisfying sound system there, i still love going there cos their staffs are super friendly and even how bad the sound system turns out, it doesnt matter anymore cos afterall, it is the company that matters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for a k session with jessi the other day. we were singing half way and we suddenly felt like drinking beer. we dont usually order beer when we sing k. just the complimentary drinks and thats it. but that day, of all sudden butt itchy. haha~ i noticed they have this promo of either order 2 buckets or 8 glasses to get a free heineken cap. i like the cap. and best of all, its in white! so i went out to look for the waiter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we initially wanted the 8 glasses but they said they dun serve glasses, they only serve bottles. i told them we cant finish it so can we keep it there for the next session. he said cannot. but we are allowed to bring the bottles home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i told them to check if they still have the white cap. if they dont have the white cap, den i dun wan the 2 buckets. the waiter jokingly replied me, no cap den 1 bucket la. =.=" i insisted dun wannn!!! no cap no buckets! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TdNl37_kVNI/AAAAAAAABWA/TXvlEDGw2dw/s800/heineken.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 2 buckets with 1 white heineken cap... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously we cant finish the 2 buckets... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was about to go out of the room to ask for plastic bag to dapao, the waiter came in and asked if we needed plastic bag. and mind you, we havent even ask them for plastic bag... he gave me one and we placed 6 bottles in it. it was rather heavy, so we thought of getting 1 more plastic bag just in case. again, when we were about to leave the room, another waiter came in and asked if it is too heavy and if we want more plastic bag... and he gave additional 2 plastic bag... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was very surprised with their service. and u cant find these service in neway or redbox. and to be precise, the one we went to is in USJ19.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TdNl3uwSyGI/AAAAAAAABWE/34wTo0xLB2I/s400/IMG-20110517-00237a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newboxktv.com.my/?loc=home"&gt;Newbox KTV&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-9186376712882567785?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/9186376712882567785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=9186376712882567785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/9186376712882567785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/9186376712882567785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/05/i-lurve-newbox.html' title='i lurve newbox'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TdNl37_kVNI/AAAAAAAABWA/TXvlEDGw2dw/s72-c/heineken.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-7992411239868338432</id><published>2011-05-14T06:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-14T21:59:53.996+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil PLU'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Love'/><title type='text'>my complicated confused self</title><content type='html'>- moved to &lt;a href="http://alilprivacy.blogspot.com/"&gt;private bloggie&lt;/a&gt;. gomeneh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-7992411239868338432?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/7992411239868338432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=7992411239868338432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7992411239868338432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/7992411239868338432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/05/my-complicated-confused-self.html' title='my complicated confused self'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-5983805732238442876</id><published>2011-05-11T06:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-11T06:30:09.505+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>get-a-way~</title><content type='html'>i need it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in fact, there's 2 coming up. and i know it will turn out to be great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-5983805732238442876?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/5983805732238442876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=5983805732238442876&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5983805732238442876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5983805732238442876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/05/get-way.html' title='get-a-way~'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-2927736713062192775</id><published>2011-05-08T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T02:10:28.958+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>i iz sick...</title><content type='html'>again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bleh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its either i do not have enough rest for my morning shifts (hate morning shifts), or less water consumption (if u call 1 liter x 3 in office excluding the drinks i drink after office hours is little), or too much alcohol (erm... once or twice a week? *shy*). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, the last time i had fever was only end of march. and now is only beginning of may! woohoo! not even 2 months! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does completing the antibiotic really helps? the previous time i didnt complete it. but thinking to complete it this time. so, seriously, does it help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hate flu. i hate flu more than coughing. i know i will irritate the shit out of most ppl by coughing bcos it'll be damn noisy and disgusting (well, i am disgusted with ppl who cough like mad) but heck. i dont care, cos if flu, i will have hard time sleeping. not to say coughing makes me sleep well but still better than flu. and plus, flu causes nose block. hate them!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. me being sick makes me typing cock and bull stories. but again, i dont care. cos i am in need to kill some time till my meds kick in so that i can sleep like a baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh med, when r u kicking in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;initially i was only having coughs. and sore throat. boy, my throat really hurts like someone just threw a piece of burning charcoal down my throat! but didnt know i will end up with fever. but i only saw the dr when i was coughing... so i only have cough syrup with me. no meds for fever. sighs... but i guess its ok. if i am still sick, i shall just go c dr again and get another MC. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sings~* i just need somebody to loveee~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i dun like the butch boy. if he is a butch, she'll be grabbing lotsa lesbian's attention...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yea. i just need somebody to love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 things i cant wait any longer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - A Famosa&lt;br /&gt;2 - Cherating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00ts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noticed i used a lot of 'but's in this post. hrmm... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, my brain's blocked and the med finally kicks in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good nite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sleeps like a baby*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-2927736713062192775?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/2927736713062192775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=2927736713062192775&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2927736713062192775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2927736713062192775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/05/i-iz-sick.html' title='i iz sick...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-5887429223071654286</id><published>2011-04-22T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T19:02:44.208+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Love'/><title type='text'>Strangers, again</title><content type='html'>caution :- emo post ahead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this video that friends shared in facebook. and thought it is very meaningful... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is about stages in relationships. and it really happens. i guess when something didnt work out properly, will eventually go downhill...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="560" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSdELZxEnHY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 1 always happened so sudden. suddenly things just clicked and felt like that person is the person who is for you... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 2 is always memorable. the late nite calls, the chattings, the going outs etc... things are just getting perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 3 is always sweet. doing things together. its like that person is a drug that u need everyday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 4 to me is always enjoyable cos both true selves is finally showing and needs understanding. i guess when working out in a rship, this stage is important cos thats when u need to be comfortable and accept who he/she is. during my high school years and college years, i guess i took this for granted. i just didnt bother until things turned ugly... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 5 im always lack of patience. not that good in expressing myself to share how i felt and discuss and compromise. i guess this is my major issue? recent years, i did try, put in more effort in making things work, always cool myself down b4 major argument, always ask myself to be patient... but eventually, i still lost it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 6... the thing about me is that, when i lost it, i'll ignore. i'll run away. cos im out of patience to fix things... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage 7 breaking up... need i say much? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been single since Ms W. and no... i guess Mr J doesnt count. come to think of it, i do not have any proper rship since then. i dont deny i do love my single life at the moment, until i've already forgotten how does it feels like to have someone to depend on. how does it feels like to hold hands in public for real, out and proud (Ms W is closeted so no PDA at all and Mr J? lol... i am suppose to be in shadows...). especially when i want to just let go of everything and just break down, where is the shoulder? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i once heard on radio. guys prefer less independent female. reason is that, when the girl is independent, the guys will feel they are not needed. yes, guys are vulnerable that way too. and it got me wondered, did i potrayed myself to be too independent till i scare my potential half away?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-5887429223071654286?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/5887429223071654286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=5887429223071654286&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5887429223071654286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>Busy week</title><content type='html'>i've been busy. and i have very good excuse to it! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've moved back to subang now. everything is still in a mess. i still do not have my bed. i've been sleeping on a mattress on the floor. :(&lt;br /&gt;the bed is arriving on 22nd apr. got it during the exhibition in pwtc. coincidently met a long lost fren there and she gave me a pretty good deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, i have to unpack the boxes in my room. please, dun underestimate the amount of boxes i have to unpack. staying here for the past 20 yrs can accumulate A LOT of stuffs. especially in a house full of women. u know how women are... "oh. this is important to me, cannot throw", "oh, this one can use wan, dont throw", "this one can recycle, dont throw..." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yea... unpacking. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i still cannot unpack any of them yet cos there is no wardrobe for me yet, no cabinet for me yet... basically, my room is still empty... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been going to look for a wardrobe n cabinet that i like, but none caught my eye. sighs... more shopping to be done. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apart from that, earthquake and tsunami decided to hit japan. and affected both the cables there. and it turns the team upside down. that week, u can see zombies growing in my team. not farnee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, i really respect the japanese cos they are still able to be so calm and the fact that they are so considerate touched me. heck, they even saved a dog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been catching up with frens a lot tho... took this time to have a rest from TI. to settle hse stuffs and work and spend a lil more time with friends. TI members have been texting and calling me asking me when am i gonna be active again. lol... guys, i will. just let me settle my stuffs 1st la. im still T-I 027. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went enigma a lot. went new place - over time. went makan at new places... im still glad i have friends with me. i still remember the laughter drowned the whole crowd in hoi tong steamboat with maymay's "momma momma... i wan ice-cream" joke... lmfao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-1054751874409892868?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/1054751874409892868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=1054751874409892868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1054751874409892868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1054751874409892868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/04/busy-week.html' title='Busy week'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-3875101557590690214</id><published>2011-04-19T14:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-19T14:21:01.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wong Poh Restaurant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Crab'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aman Suria'/><title type='text'>Wong Poh Restaurant, Aman Suria</title><content type='html'>they are famous for their butter milk claypot crab. and jessi decided to bring me there to taste them. and in return, i need to help her with some stuffs. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN-DYqVMI/AAAAAAAABNo/ECccEtTQ0p0/s400/IMG_7980a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson #1, always go early. cos it will be damn packed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN-TF4CbI/AAAAAAAABNw/DP-gvJ_M9TE/s400/IMG_7981a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ham Dan Sotong...&lt;br /&gt;just so so... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN-nSjApI/AAAAAAAABN0/UBW_YTlwjsE/s400/IMG_7982a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this... is to die for. Fried Bee Hoon with Lala. &lt;br /&gt;i always loved lala. and the generous amount of lala they fried with... yumss... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN-oYgKzI/AAAAAAAABN4/4kD_KZaXWpU/s400/IMG_7983a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u see the lala? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN-xlHtEI/AAAAAAAABN8/1EvdEmG7FjA/s400/IMG_7985a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ever famous Claypot Butter Milk Crabbie... &lt;br /&gt;if i am not that full, i would lick the pot clean... &lt;br /&gt;its sooooo damn nicee!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN-wmIlsI/AAAAAAAABOA/z8UDnY6tbto/s400/IMG_7984a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we ordered deep fried man tao to go with it. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN_OXbD5I/AAAAAAAABOE/r8th2QQQRcM/s400/IMG_7986a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can order extra gravy if u want. and of cos at extra cost. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-3875101557590690214?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/3875101557590690214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=3875101557590690214&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3875101557590690214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3875101557590690214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/04/wong-poh-restaurant-aman-suria.html' title='Wong Poh Restaurant, Aman Suria'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN-DYqVMI/AAAAAAAABNo/ECccEtTQ0p0/s72-c/IMG_7980a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-9052270562314417685</id><published>2011-04-18T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T14:34:11.341+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Gadget'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BlackBerry Torch'/><title type='text'>i can haz berry!</title><content type='html'>not blueberry, not strawberry... but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN9uwMtQI/AAAAAAAABNk/SG0lVR6CPNM/s400/IMG_7976a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a blackberry! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was actually torn between red and white. and then... white and black... &lt;br /&gt;red and white cos red... i got red lappie, red digital camera... match it up with red BB? :P&lt;br /&gt;but the white is so... white... but i scared dirty very fast. so i was thinking about black kaler. but den black is... common. so at the end i got... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN9k4tHEI/AAAAAAAABNc/D2LqJLf2HLI/s400/IMG_7977a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHITEEEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN9nTu3qI/AAAAAAAABNg/X8HdzVxBfpg/s400/IMG_7978a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the box as usual contains charger, earpiece, numerous guide books, installation cd, usb cable... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN-FGoYWI/AAAAAAAABOs/TBt53aMs_cs/s400/IMG_7979a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first time using BB and still exploring. now i know why everyone in social media loves BB... ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not bad. kinda smooth. i think playing games wont be that smooth. this is afterall a BB, not iphone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*thanks to someone for making this happen. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-9052270562314417685?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/9052270562314417685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=9052270562314417685&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/9052270562314417685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/9052270562314417685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/04/i-can-haz-berry.html' title='i can haz berry!'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TavN9uwMtQI/AAAAAAAABNk/SG0lVR6CPNM/s72-c/IMG_7976a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-3864294676567397159</id><published>2011-04-06T21:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T21:14:46.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Crap'/><title type='text'>i iz a cry baby... T.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="640" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/BADQES9lqjA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first time i saw this MV was in enigma. and i teared... T.T&lt;br /&gt;why the guy so mean wannnn???!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lilmsthong-lyrics.blogspot.com/2011/04/ling-jia-jun-san-ge-zhi.html"&gt;Lyrics in pinyin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-3864294676567397159?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/3864294676567397159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=3864294676567397159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3864294676567397159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3864294676567397159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/04/i-iz-cry-baby-tt.html' title='i iz a cry baby... T.T'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/BADQES9lqjA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-6180885636737481799</id><published>2011-03-29T06:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T06:40:59.485+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Exhaust'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Viva'/><title type='text'>Time for Vava's update - Vrroooommmm~</title><content type='html'>my lil vava has been pretty noisy lately. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning, i didnt like it. but then, after the 1st week... i love it! to the max! super love the pick up speed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6EMTOBnuI/AAAAAAAABKg/LtHpRyY6LDA/s400/DSC00215a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vava to be lifted up soon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a sunday morning when i meet up with jim and headed towards ampang to get our exhaust piping changed. it was a SUNday and i am pretty mang zhang d. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jim have to change his cos he is the team's flame thrower and he just got his myvi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6EMR0OO8I/AAAAAAAABKc/35Ra_Yq2Xmc/s400/DSC00218a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;front bumper removed to change the extractor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty interesting spending time at the workshop. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6EL7pmenI/AAAAAAAABKU/JDa4jGXAvZA/s400/DSC00217a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6EL-WTHqI/AAAAAAAABKY/jqjVbbNCRH0/s400/DSC00216a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6EMk2oP6I/AAAAAAAABKk/_kluE1Xuieg/s400/DSC00219a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6EMgMl6cI/AAAAAAAABKo/a9loNp8DE2k/s400/DSC00220a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new extractor :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6EMyQ4tPI/AAAAAAAABKs/uMAm84yECmc/s400/DSC00221a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chopping the old piping... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6ENHzfbHI/AAAAAAAABKw/PVWYO2f-38c/s400/DSC00222a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye bye milo tin. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6ENITq3OI/AAAAAAAABK0/sNLMUcmLR84/s400/DSC00223a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bending the new pipe... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6ENaoTZtI/AAAAAAAABK4/RsPNABKC12w/s400/DSC00224a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new exhaust piping. twisted bullet thanks to lawrencez... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6ENh2EYuI/AAAAAAAABK8/FpBy5W5rYbs/s400/DSC00226a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welding...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6EN6ewKuI/AAAAAAAABLA/mDWLd06Rzzw/s400/DSC00227a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;w00t w00t~ &lt;br /&gt;thanks to lawrencez again for selling it to me at cheap price! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6EN_lm4sI/AAAAAAAABLE/wfFgWL-mQ84/s400/DSC00228a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ my vava~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i got the exhaust done, i rushed to subang to check on the renovation. and needed to fly to ikea to do some shopping. i already told the ladies in the house (mom, aunt and grandma) not to use my car to go ikea cos it is damn noisy now. they said its ok. upon reaching ikea, aunt was having massive headache. lol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while heading back to subang, it wasnt that jam so i stepped on the accelerator, which will cause more noise. grandma finally heard! "wa... siao poh installed vroom vroom?" hahahahahaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when reached back in subang, mom and aunt asked me to change back cos really macam malay cars. =.= &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now being called as ah beng by jessi... yea. not ah lian. but ah beng. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few weeks later, i got anson to change my car player and speakers. and also the tweeters. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6EOJBpPKI/AAAAAAAABLM/VzthCUVMccs/s400/DSC00259a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new player... new speakers... and yes. new lights. can count got berapa kaki bulu d. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6EOH3SnxI/AAAAAAAABLI/pt4Xy9dK0oE/s400/DSC00250a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got anson to add some lights too. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6DxBQ244I/AAAAAAAABJs/SGeHbnzP200/s400/DSC00265a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a camwhore pict of myself before ppl start to think that this is a guy's blog. hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-6180885636737481799?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/6180885636737481799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=6180885636737481799&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/6180885636737481799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/6180885636737481799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/03/time-for-vavas-update-vrroooommmm.html' title='Time for Vava&apos;s update - Vrroooommmm~'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6EMTOBnuI/AAAAAAAABKg/LtHpRyY6LDA/s72-c/DSC00215a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-911632152979219038</id><published>2011-03-28T02:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T03:00:14.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Food'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Porridge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hon Kee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Geylang Lor9'/><title type='text'>Porridge Combo Post</title><content type='html'>i have a thing for porridge. i super love porridge. now that i am sick, i am mad happy cos i can have porridge almost every meal. be it my grandma's yummy shredded pork porridge or dine out teo chew porridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day after my shift at about 11pm, i headed home with chris following me at the back bcos we were planning to go for a drink. i left my car at home and she picked me up. went to bangsar shopping centre's &lt;a href="http://www.wip.com.my/"&gt;WIP&lt;/a&gt;. love the environment but i didnt bring my camera and my phone sucked for low light environment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a glass of drink, we wanted to have chicken wings at jln alor but it was a monday, it was closed. :(&lt;br /&gt;so we went rounding and thinking what to eat. the 2nd thing came to our mind was balitong in ss2, but it was closed oso! T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, something is opened. &lt;a href="http://kyspeaks.com/2010/08/02/geylang-lor9-frog-porridge-at-pj-ss2/"&gt;Geylang Lor9 Frog Porridge&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;but unfortunately, we didnt order much. cos chris is full and only im eating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6D3Z8veyI/AAAAAAAABJ0/qGdqT7_-nCA/s400/DSC00244a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;froggie porridge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is not bad. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6D3sTOVlI/AAAAAAAABJ4/sj4wSFJgIRk/s400/DSC00245a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fried eggie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too thin! not that nice lor. macam no taste. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6D3dS53qI/AAAAAAAABJw/VotLB_TW5cs/s400/DSC00243a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep fried tofu with thai style sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally banned!!! the tofu is not crispy at all! but the sauce is ok la. need to improve on the tofu oni... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the table next to us ordered the kung pou froggie and it smelled sooooo damnnnn niceee!!! but i was too full alre. cannot order d. will try it next time in there! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===== next porridge session ===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to look for daph for breakfast. both of us were sick so we decided either something soupy or porridge. at first we planned to go old town for the hor fun. but at the end she suggested &lt;a href="http://www.honkeeporridge.com/"&gt;Hon Kee Porridge&lt;/a&gt; since i havent tried it before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6D4QG9l-I/AAAAAAAABKQ/yaOfo1jNxMU/s400/DSC00257a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our scrumptious breakfast... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6D4YSHnBI/AAAAAAAABKM/Eiv-wbAsE30/s400/DSC00256a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we both ordered 'sang yu chok' - fresh fish porridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its not bad. but i have tasted better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6D3w3YC7I/AAAAAAAABJ8/r4K0Ow7a7YE/s400/DSC00252a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is porridge breakfast without 'yiu tiao'? yums~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6D3x_4fwI/AAAAAAAABKA/_wdpRPjprqE/s400/DSC00253a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite deep fried 'loh bak kou'. damn nice. crispy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6D4HJPcLI/AAAAAAAABKI/ES4zBZohJS0/s400/DSC00255a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cucur udang. oso very nice. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-911632152979219038?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/911632152979219038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=911632152979219038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/911632152979219038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/911632152979219038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/03/porridge-combo-post.html' title='Porridge Combo Post'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6D3Z8veyI/AAAAAAAABJ0/qGdqT7_-nCA/s72-c/DSC00244a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-1804584909547229807</id><published>2011-03-27T11:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-27T11:49:29.336+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Flamingo Hotel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Celebration'/><title type='text'>Congrats Adeline and Ronnie!</title><content type='html'>i realised i have lots of things to blog but this is wayyyyyy back dated so i better blog about this 1st. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was invited to my ex-colleague, adeline's wedding and also to be part of her jimuis... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the night before the wedding, a few of us went over to adeline's house for dinner and also to help out on the actual day stuffs. chopping the vege, preparing chili, lemon, tying bananas, arranging seats for the wedding banquet. by the time we are done, it was already about 3am. 6 of us cramped into adeline's room and by 5am, all of us were already up and taking turns to take shower. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6kdrQzVOI/AAAAAAAABLk/39knTZExFtQ/s400/IMG_7759b.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we then took our breakfast and at the same time, arrange the stuffs for the hengdais to go through the challenges. ngeks... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6kbTa-dLI/AAAAAAAABLc/RRzmShqul24/s400/IMG_7765a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;challenge #1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are required to finish the food prepared. there's sugar, lemon, celery and chili. combination of sweet, sour, bitter and spicy. the stages in life. but i guess it was quite easy for the hengdais to complete it cos they were not complaining at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the plan was, once they have completed eating, they have to give the angpau... and when the jimuis are satisfied, we jimuis will get in the house and lock the grill. then, someone outside to open the gate for the groom and hengdais to proceed to the 2nd challenge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before the jimuis manage to get in the house and get the grill locked, the gate is unlocked!!! whatelse the hengdais do? barge and open the grill la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6oJZxSTqI/AAAAAAAABMA/UjHg0r5h-tg/s400/gate.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were trying to close the grill while the hengdais trying to open... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fortunately, the jimuis are strong enough and the hengdais gave up at the end. :P&lt;br /&gt;and so, they need to proceed to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6kbZLmpVI/AAAAAAAABLg/BrKtR4acEus/s400/IMG_7766a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;challenge #2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bottle are filled 1/4 of water and they need to tie the banana like in the picture to swing and make sure the bottle fell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we jimuis very nice wan, easy task ma... haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6vHyZ6M8I/AAAAAAAABMQ/ek0ATD8euSU/s400/190.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;challenge #3&lt;br /&gt;a pail full of water and ice with 8 keys drowned at the bottom. the groom is required to bottoms up a bottle of beer, and find the right key to the room. the bride's room. each time he picked the wrong key, he needs to bottoms another bottle and proceed to find the next key. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... sure cheat la... drank 1 bottle d den took his own sweet time to dig ALL the keys up... =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after getting the key and opened the room door, there's another surprise challenge which all of us didnt expected it oso. lol... but i forgotten was is it already. i think required the groom to sing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the groom manage to get in the room and lift the veil. after snapping some photographs, all of us went over to groom's house in puchong for tea ceremony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6kfX2p9eI/AAAAAAAABLs/SDt5ZiJsK1I/s400/IMG_7790a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;groom's side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6kfaYMC7I/AAAAAAAABLw/WRLwj17M_UI/s400/IMG_7796a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the newly weds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the tea ceremony and some photographing session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6vH5n2lHI/AAAAAAAABMU/Sj-e_I_ui1s/s400/307.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the jimuis and the bride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6vGdn5ZHI/AAAAAAAABMM/vz34kJhuFPE/s400/198035_10150118749437931_718367930_6614574_49360_n.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the hengdais and the groom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... we proceeded back to the bride's side for tea ceremony. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;according to adeline's mom, the correct tradition is :-&lt;br /&gt;groom to bride's house to get bride - back to groom's house for tea ceremony - then oni back to bride's house for tea ceremony... @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the tea ceremony, the jimuis changed and proceed to check-in to flamingo hotel and we took our nap. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, 6 of us cramped into 1 room... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at approx 5pm, we woke up and got ready for the banquet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6kg8fiy3I/AAAAAAAABL0/gc30WzOaYPA/s400/IMG_7836a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;center piece for the main table&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6khu5QOJI/AAAAAAAABL4/HvXuz0VyJ80/s400/IMG_7838a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the ballroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6kioLIVOI/AAAAAAAABL8/CJ4vV19Mmxg/s400/IMG_7841a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;registration desk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6vKAsMM1I/AAAAAAAABMY/PWv36O9D3Xc/s400/12z6.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of us at the registration desk... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6vKnW_U5I/AAAAAAAABMg/9Pn5jk8W0z4/s400/dinner1.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the newly weds at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half way through the dinner, the bride was on stage and the groom came to the jimui's table. &lt;br /&gt;the groom need to shout 'i love you' in a different language and make sure the bride is able to hear it. at the beginning, he cannot have the mic. but at the end, when we jimuis decided to help him out, he is then being provided a mic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6vGI1836I/AAAAAAAABMI/-ZoKodnrv8I/s400/dinner2.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SARANGHEYYOOOO~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6vGCZH0XI/AAAAAAAABME/j0B4iMXxEUU/s400/dinner3.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at how happy she was that time... priceless moment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6vKwquQHI/AAAAAAAABMk/FB8eGrNix6o/s400/269.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;colleagues and ex-colleagues... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dinner then ended with not much of alcohol intake. :(&lt;br /&gt;we went back to our room and changed to slippers and went to the nearest mamak to eat and drink and talked a bit... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went back to the room and had a great rest... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TY6kdxTxzSI/AAAAAAAABLo/_I58-_iT4Gg/s400/IMG_7776a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats adeline and ronnie. we will be waiting for a chubby baby, k? *hugs*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s:-&lt;br /&gt;some of the above pictures are by the &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/#!/kimphotoart"&gt;official photographer&lt;/a&gt;. thank you! ^^V&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-1804584909547229807?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/1804584909547229807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=1804584909547229807&amp;isPopup=true' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-8905371073021564540</id><published>2011-03-24T00:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:51:58.662+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Neway'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karaoke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Puchong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Customer Service'/><title type='text'>Bad Customer Service in NEway Puchong</title><content type='html'>had a pretty bad experience at puchong's neway last weekend. didnt really have the chance to blog about it cos i was busy with work due to earthquakes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more earthquakes, please. world peace~  ^^V&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it all started out from me going to perodua to get my car serviced and daph was there to accompany me to kill time. she made yummy bread with pasta spread and toasted them. nice... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after servicing my car, we went for steamboat dinner in ss15. it was me, daph, jessi and fionne. dinner was filled with laughters. i enjoyed myself during dinner. and again, i was overdosed with food. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, we were thinking what to do next. Fionne unable to join us cos she needs to go home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while 3 of us were in daph's car. we were thinking to go for an impromptu drive to putrajaya or klia. but then, 'jui jing' have to play on the radio that we all sang along and decided to go for karaoke instead. we were on the way to putrajaya already then, so we decided to go for puchong's neway instead since it is near and we have already paid for toll. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nightmare begins...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we stepped in, we of cos checked for price. i forgot how much cos i was busy on the phone. but i can see the girl's expression when jessi requested for a total amount. the front desk waitress is called jeccy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as consumers, we have the rights to know how much we are paying for at the end of the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeccy's expression was rude. she looked like she looked down on us as though we couldnt afford to pay for the total amount! and there was no eye contact at all. all the while when we were asking questions, she would just look away while answering our questions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how much the bill will turn out to be, if the customer service quality is good, we won't mind paying for that amount. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then there's this promotion for digi users will get 15% off. according to the girl it is for each user only. but when jessi went to neway subang the week before, it was 15% for the whole bill. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another argument occur. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, jessi didnt bring out her phone that day. but the girl insisted that it is only 15% off for the person with the phone with them... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the longer the argument lasted, the higher my tempreture gets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot tahan anymore, i walked off. they are not the only karaoke joint in klang valley anyways. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... daph cannot tahan and wanna give it to her right in the face. daph walked back to the counter and request to know why when jessi was in subang neway, it is so convenient that they get 15% off for the whole bill and why it is so inconvenient in puchong's neway? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arent they from the same company? NEWAY? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but obviously jeccy insisted that it only can be done 15% each as long as the person's phone is with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessi even gave the permission to call to Digi's customer service to verify if they want to, but they refused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, daph requested to speak to the manager. law. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daph explained the whole situation to the manager and the manager also insisted that the 15% discount is only for digi users with the phone with them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u r still using phones running on symbian, then i understand the 'digi' logo will still be in your home screen. what about android users? how do they verify? (actually i know how to but refuse to disclose bcos of their attitude) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we asked the manager, HE COULDNT ANSWER US AT ALL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he took out his N95 and showed that the digi logo is on the home screen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh... we are not dumb. we asked, what about android users?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end, there is this other guy came up behind him (i think he is another manager?) and told him that *128# can check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;smart... but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i asked, what is their procedure? do they need to snap a picture that the person is using digi only eligible for the 15% discount. he answered no, but he needs to jot down the name and the number. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is so difficult here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jessi gave the permission to call digi customer service to verify. not enough? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then RAISED HIS VOICE saying that only digi can dial *128# to verify. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. ok. *128# to verify, and then? u dont even need to take a picture to keep records so why the difficulty towards the customer when she forgot to bring her phone out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she had already gone through the whole day of inconvenience by not bringing her phone along and u r adding on her misery. perfect customer service... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end of they day, they are very firm on their ground. which causes inconvenience towards customers. like i have said earlier, if they have their good manners with them while serving customers, no matter how much the bill ends up, i dont mind paying. even there is no 15% on one person, i dont mind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the girl, jeccy have alre spoilt our mood with her bad attitude. &lt;br /&gt;1, no eye contact with customers&lt;br /&gt;2, looking down on customers as though they cant afford the bill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy, law have spoilt everything even worse.&lt;br /&gt;1, no smile&lt;br /&gt;2, raised his voice&lt;br /&gt;3, no flexibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am from customer service line, and i think this can be handled better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when jeccy screws up by giving the bad customer service body language and cant handle us anymore, bcos she is a junior exec, she cant make much decisions. that is why we have requested to speak to a manager instead. but when the manager came, we werent being greet by a smile at all. when we have explained they whole situation, as a manager level, i believe there is more flexibility in that position in decision making. instead of making customer's life easier, he didnt and stood very firm on the ground. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we didnt create things like we are pretending to be digi users. we are indeed proud digi users for many years. we are not trying to get the manager into trouble by creating stories. i have enough from my previous customers creating nonsense for me to handle. so i know how that feels. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if he really need to verify, is it difficult to just dial 0162211800 to verify? for god's sake, he dont even need a picture to prove that we are all digi users and he still cant give in a step? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the end, we left to another karaoke in USJ19, Subang Jaya. Though the sound system is a bit out, but with the superb friendly customer service, we are happy and we enjoyed ourselves very much. not to mention, cheaper too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if this situation is applied in my current company's havoc situation, i think me and my colleagues are all long dead by now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-8905371073021564540?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/8905371073021564540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=8905371073021564540&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8905371073021564540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8905371073021564540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/03/bad-customer-service-in-neway-puchong.html' title='Bad Customer Service in NEway Puchong'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-3947382964448623975</id><published>2011-03-15T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T16:02:48.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Earthquake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Japan'/><title type='text'>Japan Quake as Seen from Twitter by Jun Shiomitsu</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Japanese people have been very open on Twitter about their experiences following the quake.  These snippets of what moved them and touched them during these very trying times are heart-warming.  I have attempted a rough translation on some of them so that you can have a read.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Please continue to pray for the people in Japan. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I hope these mini-stories will bring strength and encouragement to my friends and family in Japan by letting them know that, not only does the world sympathize with them, it looks up to them in admiration!  My thoughts are with you.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;"The Lord bless you and keep you; the Lord make His face to shine on you and be gracious unto you;  the Lord turn His face toward you and give you peace."  (The Holy Bible)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;「主があなたを祝福し、あなたを守られますように。 主が御顔をあなたに照らし、あなたを恵まれますように。 主が御顔をあなたに向け、あなたに平安を与えられますように。」 　- 聖書より -&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* ディズニーランドでの出来事&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/unosuke/status/46376846505426944&lt;br /&gt;ディズニーランドでは、ショップのお菓子なども配給された。ちょっと派手目な女子高生たちが必要以上にたくさんもらってて「何だ？」って一瞬思ったけど、その後その子たちが、避難所の子供たちにお菓子を配っていたところ見て感動。子供連れは動けない状況だったから、本当にありがたい心配りだった&lt;br /&gt;At Tokyo Disneyland:&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Disneyland was handing out its shops’ food and drinks for free to the stranded people nearby.  I saw a bunch of snobby looking highschool girls walking away with large portions of it and initially though “What the …”  But I later I found out they were taking them to the families with little children at emergency evacuation areas.  Very perceptive of them, and a very kind thing to do indeed. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 国連からのメッセージ&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/akitosk/status/46302222346223616 &lt;br /&gt;国連からのコメント「日本は今まで世界中に援助をしてきた援助大国だ。今回は国連が全力で日本を援助する。」 に感動した。良い事をしたら戻ってくるのです。これがいい例なのです&lt;br /&gt;Message from the UN&lt;br /&gt;Secretary General Ban Ki Moon: “Japan is one of (the UN’s) most generous and strongest benefactors, coming to the assistance of those in need the world over.  In that spirit, the United Nations stands by the people of Japan and we will do anything and everything we can at this very difficult time.”  I was moved at his words.  What better example that good things happen to those who do good.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 渋滞した交差点での出来事&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/micakom/status/46264887281848320 &lt;br /&gt;一回の青信号で１台しか前に進めないなんてザラだったけど、誰もが譲り合い穏やかに運転している姿に感動した。複雑な交差点で交通が５分以上完全マヒするシーンもあったけど、１０時間の間お礼以外のクラクションの音を耳にしなかった。恐怖と同時に心温まる時間で、日本がますます好きになった。&lt;br /&gt;At a congested downtown intersection …&lt;br /&gt;Cars were moving at the rate of maybe one every green light, but everyone was letting each other go first with a warm look and a smile.  At a complicated intersection, the traffic was at a complete standstill for 5 minutes, but I listened for 10 minutes and didn’t hear a single beep or honk except for an occasional one thanking someone for giving way.  It was a terrifying day, but scenes like this warmed me and made me love my country even more. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 揺れている最中でも・・・&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/gj_neko26/statuses/46394706481004544 &lt;br /&gt;聞いた話でびっくりしたのが、とっさに「入口の確保」と揺れてるにも関わらず、あの状況で歩いて入口を開けた人が居たのが凄いと思った。正直、シャンデリアも証明も何時落ちるか分からないのに、凄く勇敢な人が居た事に感動した。&lt;br /&gt;During the earthquake&lt;br /&gt;We’ve all been trained to immediately open the doors and establish an escape route when there is an earthquake.  In the middle of the quake while the building was shaking crazily and things falling everywhere, a man made his way to the entrance and held it open.  Honestly, the chandelier could have crashed down any minute … that was a brave man!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* バス停で・・・&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/yunico_jp/status/46168394755612672 &lt;br /&gt;バスが全然来ない中、@saiso が、バス停の前にある薬局でカイロを買ってきて、並んで待ってる人みんなに配った！&lt;br /&gt;Bus stop mini episode:&lt;br /&gt;It was freezing and bus was taking ages to arrive.  “@saiso” left the queue to run to a nearby pharmacy.  He bought heating pads and gave one to everyone in the queue!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* ディズニーシーにて&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/kfstudio/status/46390032776437760 &lt;br /&gt;ディズニーシーに一泊した娘、無事帰宅しました！キャストのみなさんが寒い中でも笑顔で接してくれて不安を感じることなく過ごせたそうです。防寒のカイロやビニール袋、夜・朝の軽食と飲み物、おやつまで。ディズニーの素晴らしさに感動です。頑張ってくれたキャストさん、ほんとにありがとう！！&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Tokyo Disney Sea&lt;br /&gt;My daughter who was staying at DisneySea just made it back home!  Many, many thanks to the staff who worked very hard in the cold with ready smiles that made her to feel safe and secure during the entire night.  They brought her food, drinks, snacks, heating pads, and anything necessary to ensure she was comfortable and secure throughout her stay.  I was touched by the Disney staff’s warmth and hospitality.  Thank you so much!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 日本人の良さを再認識&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/VietL/status/46376383592677376 &lt;br /&gt;この地震が、きっかけになって、失いかけていた日本人本来の良さが戒間見れた気がする。犯罪はする様子はなく、助け合い、律儀、紳士的。普段日本人は冷たい人が多い…。って個人的に感じてるんだけど、多くの人が今回で「絆」を取り戻しつつあるように見えて、それがなんか感動して、泣けてくる。&lt;br /&gt;Reminded of the goodness of the Japanese people&lt;br /&gt;This earthquake has reminded me of that Japanese goodness that had recently become harder and harder to see.  Today I see no crime or looting: I am reminded once again of the good Japanese spirit of helping one another, of propriety, and of gentleness.  I had recently begun to regard my modern countrymen as cold people … but this earthquake has revived and given back to all of us the spirit of “kizuna” (bond, trust, sharing, the human connection).  I am very touched.  I am brought to tears.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 段ボールに感動&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/aquarius_rabbit/status/46213254376210432 &lt;br /&gt;ホームで待ちくたびれていたら、ホームレスの人達が寒いから敷けって段ボールをくれた。いつも私達は横目で流してるのに。あたたかいです。&lt;br /&gt;Card board boxes, Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;It was cold and I was getting very weary waiting forever for the train to come.  Some homeless people saw me, gave me some of their own cardboard boxes and saying “you’ll be warmer if you sit on these!”  I have always walked by homeless people pretending I didn’t see them, and yet here they were offering me warmth.  Such warm people. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 外国人から見た日本人&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/kiritansu/status/46335057689980928 &lt;br /&gt;外国人から見た地震災害の反応。物が散乱しているスーパーで、落ちているものを律儀に拾い、そして列に黙って並んでお金を払って買い物をする。運転再開した電車で混んでるのに妊婦に席を譲るお年寄り。この光景を見て外国人は絶句したようだ。本当だろう、この話。すごいよ日本。&lt;br /&gt;What foreigners are saying about Japanese people&lt;br /&gt;At a supermarket where everything was scattered everywhere over the floors, shoppers were helping pick them up and putting them back neatly on the shelves before quietly moving into line to wait to pay for them.  On the totally jam-packed first train after the quake, an elderly man gave up his seat for a pregnant woman.  Foreigners have told me they are amazed witnessing sights like these.  I do believe they actually saw what they said they saw.  Japan is truly amazing. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* メディアの動きについて&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/V10CENTAURO/statuses/46388641001508864 &lt;br /&gt;ツイッターやＵＳＴでの状況共有と、それに連動するマスコミの動きは、阪神淡路大震災の時とは比べ物にならない質の高さを感じる。もちろん過去の辛い経験から得た教訓を、みんな活かそうとしている感動。&lt;br /&gt;Information network this time around&lt;br /&gt;The information sharing efforts on Twitter or USTREAM, together with the quality of coverage and crucial updates provided by the mass media this time around is incomparable to what we got during the Kobe earthquake.  I am deeply impressed by Japan’s successful efforts and ability to put to practice lessons learnt from past tragedies. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 絵師さん&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/izumi823/statuses/46387948681297920 &lt;br /&gt;絵師さんたちがこの地震でみんなに元気付けようと必死に美しい絵や励ましのイラストを描いていることに感動。みんな自分にできることをしたいと思っているんだね。&lt;br /&gt;Touch of art&lt;br /&gt;I saw artists and painters trying to keep things upbeat by painting or drawing beautiful or encouraging drawings for the evacuees around them.  I was touched at how everyone was doing their very best to help.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* BBCの報道&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/bozzo1985/status/46228470614855681 &lt;br /&gt;本当に感動。泣けてくる。⇒BBCめっちゃ誉めてる。地球最悪の地震が世界で一番準備され訓練された国を襲った。その力や政府が試される。犠牲は出たが他の国ではこんなに正しい行動はとれないだろう。日本人は文化的に感情を抑制する力がある。&lt;br /&gt;BBC Reports&lt;br /&gt;The words of BBC’s reports are so moving they make me cry.  They were praising us with words of admiration!  “One of the worst earthquakes in recorded history has hit the world’s most well-prepared, well-trained nations.  The strength of its government and its people are put to the test.  While there have been casualties, in no other country could the government and the people have worked together in such an accurate and coordinated way in the face of such tragedy.  The Japanese people have shown their cultural ability to remain calm in the face of adversity.”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 父親の行動&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/s_hayatsuki/status/46386255767937024 &lt;br /&gt;1階に下りて中部電力から関東に送電が始まってる話をしたら、普段はTVも暖房も明かりもつけっぱなしの父親が何も言わずに率先してコンセントを抜きに行った。少し感動した。&lt;br /&gt;A little story about Papa&lt;br /&gt;We live in an area that was not directly hit.  When my father came downstairs and heard the news saying that our area had begun allocating electricity to the hard-hit areas, he quietly led by example, turning off the power around the house and pulling the plugs out of their sockets.  I was touched.  He usually NEVER turns off the lights or the AC or the TV or anything! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 整列する日本人&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/HASUNA_Natsuko/status/46331839136276480 &lt;br /&gt;日本人すごい！！こんな時にも山手線ホームできれいに整列してる …涙。有楽町駅を上から眺む。 http://twitpic.com/48kn1u&lt;br /&gt;Japanese people don’t shove&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking at Yurakucho station from above.  I see people standing in line, not pushing or shoving to get onto the Yamanote Line (probably the busiest line in central Tokyo), even at a time like this! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* パン屋&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/ayakishimoto/statuses/46403599743451136 &lt;br /&gt;昨日の夜中、大学から徒歩で帰宅する道すがら、とっくに閉店したパン屋のおばちゃんが無料でパン配給していた。こんな喧噪のなかでも自分にできること見つけて実践している人に感動。心温まった。東京も捨てたもんじゃないな。&lt;br /&gt;The bakery lady&lt;br /&gt;There was a small bread shop on the street I take to go to school.  It has long been out of business.  But last night, I saw the old lady of the shop giving people her handmade bread for free.  It was a heart-warming sight.  She, like everyone else, was doing what she could to help people in a time of need.  Tokyo isn’t that bad afterall!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 日本ってすごい&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/tksksks/statuses/46403815397801984 &lt;br /&gt;日本って凄い。官僚も民間も、皆で助けようとしてる。トラックの運転手も有志で物資運んでるらしいし、東北の交通整備をヤクザさんがやってるという話も聞いた。最近、日本に対して誇りを持てないことが続いていたけれど、そんなことない。日本は凄い国だ。素直に感動してる。日本国の皆さん頑張ろう！&lt;br /&gt;Japan is a wonderful nation! &lt;br /&gt;Both the government and the people, everyone is helping one another today.  There are truck drivers helping evacuees move.  I even heard that the “yakuza” (gangsters, organized crime groups) are helping to direct traffic in the Tohoku region!  There have been many recent developments that have made me lose my sense of pride in my country, but not anymore.  Japan is an amazing place!  I’m just simply touched.  Go Japan!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* twitterすごい&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/bobiko009/statuses/46403721046933504 &lt;br /&gt;Twitterの方々の情報とかが一致団結しててすごくたすかります。みなさま親切です！！こういうとき、なんか、感動します。最近は近所とつきあいなかったり冷たい世の中だとか思ってたけどそんなことなかったね。&lt;br /&gt;Twitter is amazing!&lt;br /&gt;The information shared to us all by the twitter community has been amazingly consistent with each other and has been so helpful.  Thank you Twitterers!  I’m very moved. People recently talk about social networks replacing traditional social life and making people cold and unsociable in real life.  But … I guess that’s not true at all. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* ドイツ人の友達&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/sikkoku_otsuyu/status/46392832893796352 &lt;br /&gt;ドイツ人の友達が地震が起きた時に渋谷に居て、パニックになっていた所を日本人に助けてもらったらしく、その時の毅然とした日本人の態度や足並み乱さずに店の外に出てやるべきことを淡々とこなす姿にひどく感動し、まるでアーミーのようだったと言っていた。&lt;br /&gt;From a German friend&lt;br /&gt;A German friend of mine was in Shibuya (downtown Tokyo shopping district) when the earthquake hit.  He was panicking when a Japanese passerby saved him, taking him into a building.  My friend was blown away at how calm and disciplined this Japanese man was.  He went out of the building with firm, unfaltering steps, did everything he was trained to do and came back.  My German friend was deeply impressed by the Japanese people’s actions during the earthquake, saying they looked like a trained army. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* スーパーでの出来事&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/endless_6/status/46395420523503616 &lt;br /&gt;スーパーで無事買物出来ましたヽ(´o｀； でもお客さんのほとんどが他の人の事を考えて必要最低限しか買わない感じだったのが感動しました（涙）&lt;br /&gt;At the supermarket&lt;br /&gt;I just came back safely from the supermarket!  Man, I was so touched at how everyone there was mindful of others, buying only as much as they needed and leaving the rest for the people behind them. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 御殿場で&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/Raaaaayuu/statuses/46392890313801728 &lt;br /&gt;実際日本すごいよ。昨日信号が一カ所も機能していない御殿場市でもお互いにドライバー同士譲り合ってたし、地元のおじいちゃんおばあちゃんが手信号やってくれてたりで、混乱もなく本当感動した。9時間運転してたけど前車を煽るようなドライバーはもちろんいなかったし、みんな譲り合い精神。&lt;br /&gt;Gotenba traffic&lt;br /&gt;Japan is really something!  Yesterday, not a single traffic light was functioning in Gotenba City.  But drivers knew to take turns at intersections and give way to others when needed.  Local people were using flags to direct traffic at intersections.  I drove for 9 hours but never saw a single car trying to get in front of another.  Every single driver on the road contributed to the traffic situation and as a result there was no confusion at all. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 「みんな」&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/n_yum/statuses/46388003706380288 &lt;br /&gt;タクシー運ちゃんと電車駅員さんとおばさんと話したけど、みんな遅くまで帰れなかったりしてすごく疲れているのに、苛立つ事なく、言葉遣いもふるまいも丁寧で、逆に気遣われてしまった。｢みんな大変だから｣という"みんな"って意識があることに感動するし、私も受け継いで大事にしたい文化。&lt;br /&gt;“All of us”&lt;br /&gt;I spoke with an old taxi driver and some elderly staff at the train stations.  All of them had been working non-stop and had not been able to go home for a long time.  They were visibly very tired, but never once did they show any sign of impatience; they were gentle and very caring.  They told me “… because all of us are in this together.”  I was touched at what the notion of “all of us” meant to these elderly people.  It is a value I will treasure and carry on to my generation. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 日本の強さ&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/dita_69/status/46309373458382849 &lt;br /&gt;サントリーの自販機無料化softbankWi-Fiスポット解放、色んな人達が全力で頑張っててそれに海外が感動・協力してる。海外からの援助受け入れに躊躇したり自衛隊派遣を遅らせたりしてた阪神淡路大震災の頃より日本は確実に強い国になってるんだ。みんな頑張ろう。&lt;br /&gt;A strong Japan&lt;br /&gt;Suntory Beverages has set up free vending machines.  Softbank Telephone services is offering free Wifi spots.  Everyone in Japan is putting everything they can into helping one another.  Japan is also now receiving aid from abroad.  Compared to the Kobe earthquake, when Japan took too long to contemplate accepting foreign aid or dispatching the self-defense force to join the rescue effort, Japan has definitely grown into a far stronger nation.  Be strong, everyone!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 朝礼&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/kyoheimai/status/46374747755388928 &lt;br /&gt;今朝の朝礼で「何があっても決して不安な顔は見せずに売り場に立つ以上はおもてなしをする気持ちを忘れずにお客様を安心させてあげてください」ちょっと感動した。がんばるか。開店です!&lt;br /&gt;Morning Ceremony&lt;br /&gt;At the shopping center I work at, every morning we have a ritual (common in Japan) where we stand and recite, “No matter what the situation, I will never show anxiety before my customer; in all customer-facing situations I will treat my customers with respect and do everything I can to make them feel comfortable and at ease”.  Today, these words were all actually kind of touching.  Well, so the day begins!  Here we go people, open shop!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 井上さん&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/frankyonn/status/46401442583552000 &lt;br /&gt;井上雄彦さんがものすごい勢いで笑顔のイラストをいっぱいあげてて感動する。励ましとか勇気とかメッセージって、こういうことなんだなーと思う。 ＲＴ@inouetake Smile42. &lt;br /&gt;Mr. Inoue&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Inoue has been churning out drawings of smiling and laughing faces at an amazing pace!  Things like this remind me again of what it truly means to give people a message of strength and courage. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 学び&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/chaos_chaotic/statuses/46388646038876160 &lt;br /&gt;TLの拡散希望を見て思ったことは、阪神淡路大地震から学んだことがとても多くツイートされていること。当たり前のことなんだけど、やはり人間は、学んで考えることができる生き物なんだと改めて思い、感動した。&lt;br /&gt;Lessons Learnt&lt;br /&gt;What caught my attention on twitter is that a lot of the tweets were about the Kobe earthquake and how what we have learned from it has been put into practice this time around.  I know it goes without saying, but I was once again reminded of how humans are indeed creatures that possess the amazing ability to think and learn from experience.  It’s a great thought. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* ローマから&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/tsubakianna/statuses/46387133396688896 &lt;br /&gt;ローマにいる友達からメール。ローマの人々はニュースを見ながらこのような状況でも冷静に対処する日本人に感動し、尊敬の念を覚えながら、非常に心配しているとのことです。&lt;br /&gt;Message from a friend in Rome&lt;br /&gt;My friend in Rome emailed me.  He said that people in Rome are watching the news and sharing their amazement and their heartfelt respect at how, even at a time like this, the people of Japan are able to remain calm and systematically respond to the situation.  People in Rome are thinking of us and are very concerned for us. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 声をかけること&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/RUMI88LoL/statuses/46342599149240320 &lt;br /&gt;昨日、裏の家の高１になるお兄ちゃんに感動した。 家に１人で居たらしく、地震後すぐ自転車で飛び出し近所をひと回り。 【大丈夫ですか―――！？】と道路に逃げてきた人達にひたすら声掛けてた。あの時間には老人や母子しか居なかったから、声掛けてくれただけでもホッとしたよ。 ありがとう。&lt;br /&gt;A strong voice&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I was impressed and touched by the actions of my neighbor’s 13-year-old-boy.  He was home alone when the earthquake hit.  But instead of hiding, as soon as the earthquake quieted down, he jumped on his bicycle and road around the block repeatedly shouting at the top of his voice, “Is everyone alright?  Is everyone okay?”  At the time, there were only women and children and the elderly in the homes.  I cannot describe how comforting it was just to hear a strong voice asking if I was okay.  Thank you!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 助け合い&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/sorry_no_user/statuses/46332985133375488 &lt;br /&gt;警備員の友人何人かが町田〜相模大野で夜間警備のボランティアをしていたので手伝ってきた。年齢問わずいろんな知らない人同士が助け合っていて心強かった。ちょっと感動してトイレの隅で泣いた。&lt;br /&gt;The beauty of helping one another&lt;br /&gt;I went out last night to help some friends who were volunteering as security personnel between Machida City and Sagami Ohno City.  I saw total strangers, both young and old, helping each other along everywhere I turned and was heartened with an overwhelming feeling of encouragement.  I was so touched I hid behind the toilets and cried. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* バイクでよければ&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/hikaru_star/statuses/46332900928532480 &lt;br /&gt;僕は感動しました。バイトの先輩が1人でも救うために寒い中紙に「バイクでよければ送ります」と書き駅前で掲げ鳶職のお兄ちゃんを所沢まで送ったそうです。世の中まだ捨てたもんじゃないなって思いました。本当に尊敬です！！自分もなんか人の役に立ちたいと生まれて初めて思いました。&lt;br /&gt;I just have a bike&lt;br /&gt;I’m so touched!  My colleague at my part time job, wanting to help even just one extra person, wrote a sign saying “I just have a bike, but if you don’t mind hop on!”, rode out on his motorbike, picked up a stranded construction worker and took him all the way to Tokorozawa!  Respect!  I have never felt so strongly that I want to do something helpful for others. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 乗り合い&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/pao313/statuses/46332792174411776 &lt;br /&gt;浦和美園からタクシー使えると思ったのが甘かった…30分歩いてたら知らない人が車に乗せてくれた（つд；*) 人間の優しさに感動。ありがとうございました。&lt;br /&gt;Sharing your ride&lt;br /&gt;It was stupid of me to think I could catch a cab at Urawamien Station.  I ended up walking 30 minutes and then finally was picked up by a stranger who offered to give me a lift.  I’m touched by the warmth of human kindness.  Thank you, thank you!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 開放&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/robasuke23/statuses/46326711935172609 &lt;br /&gt;昨日、歩いて帰ろうって決めて甲州街道を西へ向かっていて夜の21時くらいなのに、ビルの前で会社をトイレと休憩所として解放してる所があった。社員さんが大声でその旨を歩く人に伝えていた。感動して泣きそうになった。いや、昨日は緊張してて泣けなかったけど、今思い出してないてる。&lt;br /&gt;Rest here!&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I decided, rather than stay at the office, I should try walking home.  So I slowly made my way west on Koshu freeway on foot.  It was around 9PM when I saw an office building that had a sign that said “Please use our office’s bathrooms! Please rest here!”  The employees of the office were loudly shouting out the same to all the people trying to walk home.  I was so touch I felt like crying.  Well, I guess I was too tense yesterday to cry, but now the tension is wearing off and am very much in tears. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* コンビニ&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/sugarun/statuses/46323030732967936 &lt;br /&gt;停電地区のほとんどの店が店を閉めてる中、あるセブンイレブンが店内陳列棚にいくつもろうそくを置いて、営業をしていた。レジが使えないため在庫確認用のハンディで値段確認し読み上げ、もう1人が電卓で計算、もうひとりが懐中電灯で照らす。その状態でレジ２台稼動させていた。感動した。&lt;br /&gt;At the convenience store&lt;br /&gt;While most of the convenience stores near the station were closed because of the quake, there was just one Seven Eleven that was open.  The employees had lit lots of candles and put them on the stores shelves.  The cash register was not working and they could not take inventory, so the employees worked in threes, one reading up the item description and price, another punching the numbers into a calculator, and the last one using a flashlight to help them work.  The store managed to operate both “cash registers” efficiently this way.  Impressed!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 避難所&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/msakatan/statuses/46302864980705280 &lt;br /&gt;長女いわく、横浜の避難所に向かう時に、知らない人達と声を掛け合い、場所を教え合っていたそうです。普段は冷たいと思っていた他人の優しさに触れ、感動したそうです。日本人のいざという時の団結力を再認識しました。まだまだ日本も捨てたものではないです。&lt;br /&gt;On the way to the emergency evacuation area&lt;br /&gt;My oldest daughter was making her way to Yokohama’s emergency evacuation area.  Total strangers were helping each other out and showing each other the way to the emergency evacuation area.  She told me she was moved at how strangers, who can seem so cold at times, showed her kindness and care.  I was reminded at the Japanese peoples’ inherent ability to immediately unite in the face of adversity.  Today, I have discovered a newfound faith in my nation and my people. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 呼びかけ&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/akanensm/status/46214540161064960 &lt;br /&gt;何時間も歩き続けてたんだけど、至る所でトイレかしますとか、休憩できますとか言うビルや飲食店が沢山あって感動しました。とある企業ビルの人がボランティアで、○○線運転再開ですー！とか、休憩できますー！！って呼びかけてるの見て感動して泣きそうになったマジでw日本も捨てたもんじゃないな&lt;br /&gt;A big, kind voice&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been walking for many hours now.  I’m touched at how everywhere I turn, there are shops open with people shouting “Please use our bathroom!” or “Please rest here!” There were also office buildings where people with access to information were voluntarily shouting out helpful tips, like “**** line is now operational!”  Seeing things like this after walking for hours and hours made me feel like weeping with gratitude.  Seriously, there is still hope for this country!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* ホームにて&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/masa_kisshie/statuses/46323838316843008 &lt;br /&gt;都営大江戸線の光ヶ丘方面行きは、非常に混雑しています。ホームにも、改札の外にも、電車を待つ溢れんばかりの人。でも、誰一人列を崩さず、通路を開け、係員の誘導に従っている。ロープがあるわけでもないのに、通る人のための通路スペースが。その不自然なほどの快適さに、ただただ感動するばかり。&lt;br /&gt;On the platform&lt;br /&gt;The Oedo Subway Line for Hikarigaoka is very congested.  On the platform and at the gate there are just crowds and crowds of people waiting for the train.  But in all the confusion, every last person is neatly lined up waiting his or her turn while managing to keep a passage of space open for staff and people going the other way.  Everyone is listening to the instructions from the staff and everyone acts accordingly.  And amazingly … there isn’t even a rope or anything in sight to keep people in queue or open space for staff to pass, they just do!  I am so impressed at this almost unnatural orderliness!  I have nothing but praise for these people!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 駅員さん&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/tadakatz/status/46274214654787584 &lt;br /&gt;終夜運転のメトロの駅員に、大変ですねって声かけたら、笑顔で、 こんな時ですから！だって。捨てたもんじゃないね、感動した。&lt;br /&gt;Station staff&lt;br /&gt;I said to a Tokyometro station staff who was on all-night duty, “I’m sure it has been a tough night for you.  Thank you.”  He responded with a smile, “On a night like this, gladly!”  I was touched. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* おっちゃん&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/sumonya/status/46479563412348928&lt;br /&gt;昨日4時間かけて歩いて帰ってきた主人。赤羽で心が折れそうになってた時「お寒い中大変ですね！あったかいコーヒーどうぞ！」って叫びながら無料配布してるおっちゃんに出会った。これがあったから頑張れたそうだ。もう5回もこの話をしてくるので本当に嬉しかったんだと思う。おっちゃんありがとう。&lt;br /&gt;Coffee&lt;br /&gt;My husband finally got home very late last night after walking for 4 hours.  He told me he felt like giving up at around Akabane, when an elderly man who was going around handing out free coffee saw him, gave him a steaming cup and said, “You must be tired and cold.  Here, have some coffee!”  My husband told me that it was because of this elderly man that he found the will and strength to continue walking.  I’ve already heard this story from him five times tonight, so no doubt he was really, really touched!  Thank you to my husband’s anonymous helper!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 献血の列&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/NOBCHIDORI/status/46477518169047040&lt;br /&gt;日本は強いです！大阪難波の献血施設は被災地の方の為に超満員の順番待ちでした。私欲の無い列を初めて見ました。感動しました。被災地の方々、全国でその辛さを受け止めます。諦めずに頑張って下さい！&lt;br /&gt;Blood donations&lt;br /&gt;Japan is strong!  At Osaka I saw a LONG line of people waiting to give blood at the blood donation center.  This is the first time I have seen such a queue of selfless people waiting patiently in line just to give.  It was a moving sight!  To everyone in the hard-hit areas, we your countrymen accept your suffering as our own and we share in your grief.  Do not give up!  Stay strong!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 節電営業&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/hisyakakukeima/status/46584079558250496&lt;br /&gt;近所のスーパー・サミットに来てみたら、通常深夜1時まで営業なのに大きい看板が付いていなかった。早めに店を閉めたのかと思ったら、外の電気だけ消して節電しつつ営業していた。ちょっと感動&lt;br /&gt;Saving electricity for the North&lt;br /&gt;I went to my neighborhood supermarket and was initially surprised that their neon signs were off.  They usually are open till 1AM.  I then found out that they were open, but were saving electricity so that more power could be channeled to the hard-hit coastal areas.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 買うのやめるわ&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/raai15/status/46546475362160640&lt;br /&gt;バイト先に若いお兄さんたちが軍団でお酒を買いに来たんだけど、その中の一人が｢やべえ、オレお酒のためにしかお金持ってきてないから募金できん。ちょっとこれ買うのやめるわ｣って言って商品返品してそのお金全部募金してた。お友達も続々と募金しててすごい感動した。 すごいよ&lt;br /&gt;Not enough money!&lt;br /&gt;At the store where I work, a huge group of young men suddenly came in to buy booze.  One of them suddenly said, “Oops, I only have enough money to buy booze, I can’t donate!  Forget the booze, maybe next time!” and instead put ALL his money into the disaster relief donation box.  One by one, every single one of the army of youths threw all their money into the box after him.  What a heart-warming sight that was!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* いつでも買える&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/7474529/status/46565903520907264&lt;br /&gt;今日、募金箱に金髪にピアスの若い兄ちゃんが万札数枚入れていた。そしてその友人に｢ゲームなんていつでも買えるからな｣と言っていたのが聞こえて私含め周りの人達も募金していた。人は見た目じゃないことを実感した。そんなお昼でした。 この話感動しました。&lt;br /&gt;Goth youth&lt;br /&gt;A goth youth with white hair and body piercings walked into my store and shoved several hundred dollars (several tens of thousands of yen) into the disaster relief fund donation box.  As he walked out, I and people around me heard him saying to his buddies, “I mean, we can buy those games anytime!”  At that, we all opened our wallets and put our money into the donation box.  Really, you cannot judge people by their appearances. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 絶対うまいはず&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/kyugatimuti/statuses/46594200061493249&lt;br /&gt;僕も秋葉からの帰りにおにぎりとみそ汁配ってる方に会いました、感動しました、チャリだったからダイジョブです他の人にって言ったけどもらっておけばよかったなぁ絶対うまかったと思う&lt;br /&gt;They looked absolutely delicious!&lt;br /&gt;I too saw the guy handing out free rice balls and miso soup on the way back from Akihabara.  I was on my bicycle so I told him, “I’m okay, please give it to other people!”  On hindsight, I should have taken one … they looked absolutely delicious!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* お菓子いっぱい&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/moebamuse/status/46379810217406465&lt;br /&gt;すごい。弟たった今ディズニーランドから帰宅したんだけど。新品のお菓子袋いっぱいにもらってきて、客全員分の帰りの交通費負担してくれたんだって。一晩中、何か言えば全て対応してくれたって。やっぱり世界のディズニーランドなんだね。&lt;br /&gt;Another Disney episode &lt;br /&gt;Amazing!  My brother just managed to get home from Disneyland right now.  He’s got bags and bags of free sweets.  Furthermore, Disneyland paid for every customer’s travel fare back.  All night long, the staff responded immediately and fully to every request he made.  Disneyland is truly a world class brand!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 困ったときは！&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/ryoshun49/statuses/46605524434821120&lt;br /&gt;昨日青葉台駅で帰宅困難者が溢れる中、車に乗ってる人が「○○方面の方どうぞ！」って行って車に乗せてた。「困った時はみんな一緒ですから！」って言ってた。超感動したの思い出した。&lt;br /&gt;Same boat! &lt;br /&gt;Last night, Aobadai station was jammed with stranded people unable to get home.  But there were private cars with drivers shouting “If you’re going in the direction of ****, please hop on!”  I was able to hitch a ride on one of them.  When I thanked the driver, he replied “No worries! We’re all on the same boat. We have to stick together!”&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;* 充電されたい方は・・・・&lt;br /&gt;http://twitter.com/yamachin_x1/statuses/46609620210421760&lt;br /&gt;避難所にいたときに、社会人1年生で、研修でこっちにきてた女の子が、たまたま携帯のバッテリーも持参してたらしく、体育館のコンセントを使用する許可ももらい、「携帯の充電をされたい方は、ご自由につかってください」と呼びかけて回ってたんだ。僕はその子にとても感動したんだよ･･&lt;br /&gt;Need to charge your phone?&lt;br /&gt;At the emergency evacuation area, a young first-year intern at my company who had brought her phone’s charger got permission from the facility to use their power socket and went around shouting “Anyone need to charge their phone?  Please use my charger!”  Just a little thing, but I was touched. &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1108426506"&gt;Jun Shiomitsu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Jun Shiomitsu for sharing such touching tweets. I was practically in tears...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-3947382964448623975?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/3947382964448623975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=3947382964448623975&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3947382964448623975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3947382964448623975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/03/japan-quake-as-seen-from-twitter-by-jun.html' title='Japan Quake as Seen from Twitter by Jun Shiomitsu'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-2234285445096847167</id><published>2011-03-02T22:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T22:47:26.775+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='summon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Viva'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PDRM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Incident'/><title type='text'>1st PDRM saman</title><content type='html'>sobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ystd after work i went over to anson's place. lawrence said they were doing something and when i asked what. they asked me to go over and check it out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went... and it was regarding flame throwing again. which the effect is damn nice i must say. and it is slowly poisoning me. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhows, after the modification is done, we headed to kk118 food court for drinks and supper. on our way there, we didnt realise that traffic light has camera to capture cars who went over red lights. they sped through the red lights and lots of flashes happened. and all their cars kena. i didnt cos i wasnt driving. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, out of curiousity. i went ahead and check if i have any summons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;POLIS: WSD6xx7 Saman 1 21/10/2010 11:28:00 AM KUALA LUMPUR PANDU LAJU RM 300&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i checked my schedule. it was clear that i was on the way to work cos my shift starts at 12:30pm. but... to be flying car at 11:28am for 12:30pm shift... something is not right...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i checked my previous posts and found out that...&lt;br /&gt;http://lilmsthong.blogspot.com/2010/10/day-shift-finally.html&lt;br /&gt;it was a jusco member's day on 20th and 21st. and i was flying car like mad cos i know that parkings are sure being taken up by kiasu aunties... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i realised there is this discounted rate to clear off summons and it is due on 10 mar (extended)... so i quickly clear the summon... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TW5X4lHy9pI/AAAAAAAABIQ/qj3HJajJ2Rk/s400/saman.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am now rm152 poorer...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-2234285445096847167?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/2234285445096847167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=2234285445096847167&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2234285445096847167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2234285445096847167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/03/1st-pdrm-saman.html' title='1st PDRM saman'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TW5X4lHy9pI/AAAAAAAABIQ/qj3HJajJ2Rk/s72-c/saman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-6545827634399530806</id><published>2011-02-21T04:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-21T05:04:09.622+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Team Impact'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OTT'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='OJTT'/><title type='text'>Fun 10 days!</title><content type='html'>welp. thats the reason why i went MIA from blogging world. was busy having fun. &lt;br /&gt;no. i didnt go for any vacation. i was still in KL. just enjoying company with friends. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my leave starts on 10th Feb, Thurs. &lt;br /&gt;and as usual, i am not a morning person. i slept all the way until the very last minute to make it for the 'ji mui' meeting for an ex-colleague's wedding at Mid Valley's Library.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFVj52AbDI/AAAAAAAABGE/cLvxTZobCWc/s400/DSC00192a.jpg"/&gt; &lt;br /&gt;was mad happy to be able to meet up with Eddie again. my 爱人. lol. who was my ex-colleague as well. :D&lt;br /&gt;the night didnt end there. and this... i shall keep it a secret. cos i will reveal once the time has come. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11th Feb, Fri.&lt;br /&gt;as usual, i slept all the way until the very last minute to get ready for TI's OTT. this time's OTT is at jim's place for lou sang. after lou sang, we hung around at his place and then went separate ways in 2 groups. 1 group headed to al-barkath. another group headed to cheras's 118 food court. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th Feb, Sat.&lt;br /&gt;the long awaited bbq at tanti's! and it was mad crazy!! i guess i was being the youngest in the group again. :P&lt;br /&gt;but in the middle of the bbq, a girl passed out and got everyone panicked. while getting her to slowly walk out to get in the car, she totally fainted on the floor. tanti was slapping her non-stop to keep her awake. some of them followed her to the hospital. some of us stayed at tanti's home waited. after all that, she is ok. she just over-worked in the gym... 6 hours 1 of the days that week, and 4 hours on the exact day of the bbq... @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13th Feb, Sun.&lt;br /&gt;by the time i got up, it was already 3pm and i wanted to send my grandma back to subang to stay for a nite. at first she was throwing tantrum saying that by the time im done getting ready it will be late. rolled my eyes and went ahead to get ready. after my shower, i locked myself in my room to blow dry my hair and grandma knocked on the door and asked if i am willing to send her to subang. i asked her to pack as well so that she can stay a night in subang. well, i did saw her folding her own clothes so i thought she did packed to stay a night. while waiting for the lift, i saw my dear grandma waiting for the lift with me... empty handed. =.=&lt;br /&gt;i asked her where are her clothes. she said she is not staying over and gave me the guilt trip by saying "u cant fetch me back tonight? if u cant, i dont wanna go. i can stay in." @.@&lt;br /&gt;so i sent her to subang, one of my aunt's house. then went to pick up daphne and headed to meet the girls in ss2. we convoyed to the dinner location. which... i have no idea where. im sorry i am a direction idiot... but the restaurant's name is restaurant Wang Chiew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFVj6oiyEI/AAAAAAAABGI/fuBzXtOOIa8/s400/DSC00193a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mochi from Al~ ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFVkGjgUrI/AAAAAAAABGM/SOAQkz98u-w/s400/DSC00194a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFVkOvun1I/AAAAAAAABGQ/y1kuJmZLF2w/s400/DSC00195a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yee sang~ i think this was the 3rd of the year. and the last... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFVklWCqbI/AAAAAAAABGU/9mDBcX1t_r8/s400/DSC00196a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saliva dripping already...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFWdqJDHzI/AAAAAAAABGY/-Hfi9KUJkkA/s400/DSC00197a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yums. all being 'sapu-ed'. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we finished our dishes and food and then went for a short drink at the mamak in centre point. we laughed and laughed... and the night ended by me sending daphne back and picked my grandma up and went home. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th Feb, Mon.&lt;br /&gt;it's Valentines' Day! except that i do not have a Valentine of my own. :P&lt;br /&gt;but... i have great friends to keep me company that night. Jessica and Daphne. newly met Marc at tanti's bbq... and 3 other whom i met randomly. they were being inro-ed by one of my colleague, Jess previously from a drinking night. Jack, Mark and Huat. &lt;br /&gt;we were at USJ19's Escape Beergarden. one of the event organised by one of the TI members, Edison. its a well done job. everyone enjoyed. well, i of cos enjoyed myself with 5 jugs of beer in total. with blackjack and chordee... lol...&lt;br /&gt;after the drinking session, we went mamak a while and the headed home.&lt;br /&gt;good thing is, i didnt vomit at all. bad thing is... i almost got myself in an accident. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th Feb, Tue.&lt;br /&gt;to be honest, i cant remember what i did today. T.T&lt;br /&gt;but i think i went all the way to KL and went yum cha with chris. i think... :X&lt;br /&gt;please fill me in if u know... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16th Feb, Wed.&lt;br /&gt;went for dress shopping for the wedding. and i cant find anything i like. and... i walked and walked until i cant even feel my legs anymore. EJ and YanYan is sweet enough to come all the way to oneU for our initial appointment. BBQ Plaza. :P&lt;br /&gt;initial plan was to meet them at Puchong instead but then, i was in my aunt's car all day and left my car somewhere else. so, they came instead and have dinner with me. and then they sent me to collect my car and headed home. &lt;br /&gt;i was dead tired and i fell asleep with my lappie on... T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th Feb, Thu.&lt;br /&gt;MORE SHOPPING! and i got the dinner dress. but not the dress for the morning... :(&lt;br /&gt;but... i got myself a bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFWtgLQWFI/AAAAAAAABG8/dLM5YxWwp1c/s400/DSC00209_edit0a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;small part of my bagsss... and more in subang... :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18th Feb, Fri.&lt;br /&gt;finally finally! finally i get to eat the long awaiting Claypot Dong Fun!! &lt;br /&gt;went over to tesco in puchong to pick chris up. why puchong? read on... :)&lt;br /&gt;then we headed directly to janda baik... and... took the wrong exit and got loss for... like... erm... 1 hour? T.T&lt;br /&gt;we finally got out of the long winded road and got on track. and!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFWd0eXPgI/AAAAAAAABGc/qPWd2XrSPYw/s400/DSC00199a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY CLAYPOT DONG FUN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we headed back to kepong to get Lawrence's stickers and forms. and also meet Lawrence half way so that we can convoy to the meet up location. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the OJTT - Official Joint TT.&lt;br /&gt;and the venue is fabulous. its at &lt;a href="http://v1.com.my/"&gt;V One Concept Restaurant &amp; Bar&lt;/a&gt;.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it fabulous?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFWd371tQI/AAAAAAAABGg/Os6QqEKiQQQ/s400/DSC00200a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bcos, their menu is an ipad... and wat else u noticed? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFWeYfw6mI/AAAAAAAABGo/K6ScPhHWbzk/s400/DSC00203a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chairs! its ALL racing seats! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFWeTV5LiI/AAAAAAAABGk/HLfQIcvnUSE/s400/DSC00201a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ignore that idiot. and look at the stage... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there is a Ferrari parked in the restaurant. ^^ and no. no picture. u have to go see for yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of the food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFWtMgMsGI/AAAAAAAABGs/nx2e9_oYen4/s400/DSC00204a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Black Pepper Chicken Chop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFWtakpsDI/AAAAAAAABGw/tZkAdxYrJGY/s400/DSC00206a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hawaiian Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFWtZ8BmBI/AAAAAAAABG0/cC6UbL_OmWg/s400/DSC00207a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lemon Chicken Chop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the price are all reasonable for a concept restaurant. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after OJTT, we took off and went for McD. and then sent chris to get her car and balik tido~ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19th Feb, Sat.&lt;br /&gt;went over to anson's place cos both jim and lawrence was there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFWtVLzWyI/AAAAAAAABG4/BhYWB2duxiU/s400/DSC00208a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took this when i was messing around jim's car. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner with them and after that headed over to auntie suzi's place to meet up with her and also jessica and tanti... had a great laugh over chinese tea. the art of tea making. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i am at work. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s :- forgive me on the lousy picture quality. my Ixus is being kidnapped, by my aunt. T.T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-6545827634399530806?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/6545827634399530806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=6545827634399530806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/6545827634399530806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/6545827634399530806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/02/fun-10-days.html' title='Fun 10 days!'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TWFVj52AbDI/AAAAAAAABGE/cLvxTZobCWc/s72-c/DSC00192a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-3069354217611935905</id><published>2011-02-11T06:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T17:20:03.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Pissed'/><title type='text'>Wanna know the truth? The whole damn truth?</title><content type='html'>just got back home and just found out something that triggers me... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny how ppl tend to create some stories just by looking on the surface... and that story is created behind your back not knowing the real truth. and also refusing to come towards u to find it out... and that story spoils your reputation anyhow when it is not even your reputation should be spoilt... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to know that they THOUGHT i have feelings for him, but he have feelings for another girl... that same girl... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st of all, im sorry. i wont fall blindly for a person who already have another half. due to my family background and history, even i die alone oso i wont be a 3rd party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i 1st joined, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/joeljiajun"&gt;he&lt;/a&gt; purposely pm'ed me in forum and told me that there's a "misunderstanding" between &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/joeljiajun"&gt;him&lt;/a&gt; and secretary. he told me that secretary THOUGHT he snatched his &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/jeannette.abigail.lee"&gt;gf&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/joeljiajun"&gt;he&lt;/a&gt; told me he did not snatch and just take her as a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/jeannette.abigail.lee"&gt;sister&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then non stop sms-ing with me until the 1st uott with a few others. THAT was the 1st time i meet him as well as a few of the other members!!! sms and flirtings did not stop and he still insisted that she is just a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/jeannette.abigail.lee"&gt;sister&lt;/a&gt; to him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when he said she is just a &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/jeannette.abigail.lee"&gt;sister&lt;/a&gt; to him, AM I WRONG TO PROCEED TO BE IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/joeljiajun"&gt;HIM&lt;/a&gt;???!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd of all, even u guys wanna fix the puzzle oso fix properly laaaa! even if i have feelings for him, and if he is with that girl, he will so stupid and drive me around and let u guys create stories ah? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so pleaseee... if u guys wanna know the whole damn fucking story, just come to me. i am more than happy to update u one on one!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-3069354217611935905?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/3069354217611935905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=3069354217611935905&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3069354217611935905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/3069354217611935905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/02/wanna-know-truth-whole-damn-truth.html' title='Wanna know the truth? The whole damn truth?'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-5115880070319658667</id><published>2011-02-07T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T21:54:22.689+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Pissed'/><title type='text'>And the surprise continues</title><content type='html'>wow... just when i thought i got nothing else to vent and i am already cooling off. i found out another stuff which is DAMN interesting. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during &lt;a href="http://lilmsthong.blogspot.com/2011/01/entering-year-of-2011-bbq.html"&gt;New year eve&lt;/a&gt;, i had this bbq with my colleagues and i asked him to join. and he didnt wanna join cos 1, his colleagues are having bbq as well. 2, he said the girl is staying nearby so he didnt wanna roam nearby. (why so scared? i wondered that time too)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in my &lt;a href="http://lilmsthong.blogspot.com/2011/01/entering-year-of-2011-bbq.html"&gt;New year eve&lt;/a&gt; entry, i mentioned that he called me when it striked midnite to wish me happy new year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in case u didnt notice the paragraph :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;close to midnight, we opened the champagne which was sponsored by Jasmine and we cheers once it striked midnite. right after kampai-ing, &lt;b&gt;i received his call. :)&lt;/b&gt; then followed by ju's sms. and at the same time, kit and EJ made it just in time for new year... &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is sweet at that point of time that he called right at the dot... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what i found out? he was indeed at the colleague's bbq. with that girl. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seriously do not know how to explain the anger i have in me now. i was like... wow... bastard indeed. i cannot imagine how many more lies did he tell. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your ex gf left u for another guy? &lt;br /&gt;serves you right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your ex gf is marrying your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;serves you right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wait a min... not your best friend anymore and your best friendsssss all left you until at one point you cut off contacts with them??&lt;br /&gt;SERVES YOU RIGHT BASTARD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woooo~ the anger! bahhhh!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-5115880070319658667?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/5115880070319658667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=5115880070319658667&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5115880070319658667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/5115880070319658667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/02/and-surprise-continues.html' title='And the surprise continues'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-2425704027290720972</id><published>2011-02-04T23:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T23:45:51.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relationships'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Ponder'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Love'/><title type='text'>First Subway</title><content type='html'>nope. still not CNY post yet. i am still living in my emo world for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i remembered when we got back from cherating, we have not patch things up. i asked him to the curve for dinner cos he had this coupon for subway. buy 1 free 1 kinda thing i think... and it was expiring on that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;drove my car to the curve. he keeps telling me that there is nothing on between them anymore during the journey there. but he still didnt wanna announce that we are together. fishy, i know. but that time i decided to trust him again. but the sense of security is really low... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the car was parked and we got down to get our dinner. we finished the dinner and we sat there for a while to smoke and chat some more... at one point, he went to the toilet and when he came back, from behind, he tilt my head backwards and kissed on my forehead... sweet... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after dinner, we went for a walk around in the mall. we bought some snack at ikano. we shared. i tried to finish the side, leaving better bites for him in the middle. which, he was doing the same. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/_DxN1348guhw/TRZE7snfuEI/AAAAAAAAA-8/uOal7j1xvq4/s400/IMG_6270a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that... was the first and only and the last time we went out together to a mall. really like pak toh... and i was happy that day. i always looked forward for another day like that but it never came. i kept telling myself that it is bcos our shift suck ass and when he works on weekends, im off, when i work on weekends, he's off... but all those, i am actually lying to myself when i know clearly that he just wanna keep me in shadows. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few days b4 shit happened, he hugged me to sleep and he kept saying sorry for neglecting me and he loves me while kissing my cheek continuously... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if he really loves her and alre planned to leave me, why say sorry and say love me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-2425704027290720972?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/2425704027290720972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=2425704027290720972&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2425704027290720972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Love'/><title type='text'>Thank you...</title><content type='html'>firstly, thank u for the precious 3 months. tho it was full of lies, but the 'oh fuck' reflection moments are what i cherish most. i dont know if u cherish them as much as i do, but still. thank u... and still, u r officially an useless bastard to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to friends who have been very supportive... and those who is still asking who is he, i shall remain it low for now. for me to know and for u guys to find out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks EJ for shooting back at me by using my own words shooting u. :P&lt;br /&gt;thanks Ash for making those nonsense dirty joke and made me laughed!&lt;br /&gt;thanks Ju for the smoking sessions...&lt;br /&gt;thanks Jun Jun for chatting with me and keep brain washing me that its all gonna be good...&lt;br /&gt;thanks Nikie for reminding me that u guys will still be around. :)&lt;br /&gt;thanks Jessi for being positive keep telling me that he actually loves me but he just want best of both worlds. your this years resolution of being positive?? lol...&lt;br /&gt;and to others, thanks for your concern. i have yet to do my silly stunt. but i got a feeling that it will be soon cos the 'san fu' limit is almost at its peak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did some thinking these 2 days. if he really loves me, he wont break my heart. well, it is not broken, it is shattered. but if she treats him well and better than me, by all means, go... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, im ok. sometimes, i will get extremely emo these days. so the warning would be, beware of emo tweets by me on your wall. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-8550306271185279339?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/8550306271185279339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=8550306271185279339&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8550306271185279339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8550306271185279339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/02/thank-you.html' title='Thank you...'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-8701537858166484801</id><published>2011-01-31T19:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-24T23:49:59.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Love'/><title type='text'>When a Bastard meets a Bitch</title><content type='html'>should have trusted my own 6th sense from the beginning that it was trouble. and trouble it is. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seldom i blog about rship. well... i do blog about rship. but this particular guy didnt want it to be announced so i lay low and didnt really went in details. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... i am gonna vent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met this guy last year. had a few chat. and the chat was pretty frequent. and then came out to have a drink in finnegan's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TUabzAhvBlI/AAAAAAAABCA/IPuxHMAG8ac/s640/DSC00182a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno why i bother to pixelate the name, but u guys shud be able to guessed it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am a person who hates to waste time. who hates to wait. who have a mind set of 'do 1st, think later'. we got so much in common, so i'd thought of giving it a go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things werent that smooth at the beginning. constantly being ignored and neglected. coming from a call centre background, i pretty much gets it how busy can it be. so, i was being patient. and wait...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 1st i didnt tell him i wanna start it off. i didnt say yes. just fling maybe? until there's once, he got in an accident. me being the worried me and knowing after such trauma, how bad it is to leave house to smoke, i volunteered to drive to his place to have a drink. not knowing the direction to his place. i took 1 hour to searched for the place. sighs... me being direction idiot la! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while having drinks, i remember there's 1 conversation that went :-&lt;br /&gt;me : luckily i didnt say yes. if not, i sure lagi emo wan...&lt;br /&gt;him : *he looked puzzled* i tot it was a yes already... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that time, i didnt feel like i got a bf at all and he thought it was a yes? lol... &lt;br /&gt;after the mamak session, we were on the phone cos he needed to guide me back to my place...&lt;br /&gt;and this conversation happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him : please consider...&lt;br /&gt;me : consider wat?&lt;br /&gt;him : consider me...&lt;br /&gt;me : what is there to consider abt u?&lt;br /&gt;him : give me some time...&lt;br /&gt;me : time for?&lt;br /&gt;him : to sort back my life. myself. family. job. everything...&lt;br /&gt;me : how much time do u need?&lt;br /&gt;him : i dont know. 6 months?&lt;br /&gt;me : *keeps quiet to think*&lt;br /&gt;me : ok... dateline is on your bday next yr. it is more than 6 months. i guess it is enough for u.&lt;br /&gt;him : haha... i knew it. but i understand where u're coming frm. &lt;br /&gt;me : alrite. i reached d. thx. go get some rest d. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he then took his rest and went to the police station to make his report. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 6 months didnt happened. i guess a guy being a guy, when he wants something, he wants to get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he came over and talked to me. saying he missed me and all that and he didnt want to wait. "pui ngo ngai" he said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the silly me accepted. it started. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oct 18. i officially swung back to a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos i double confirmed by asking, so what are we now, he firmly answered "in a relationship". but he didnt wanna announce it. which, i "respected"...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slowly, it was getting better. from lots of neglection and ignoring. meeting him happened pretty frequently later on. during my midnite shifts, he would come over to have 1 hour break with me just to smoke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finally, there's a trip to cherating. and i found out something. there's this one incident which i questioned him b4 did he screw her. he answered he didnt. but when i read the text msg, it says something like she missed him fucking her and ending it with "oh gawd! fuck me!". boy, isnt she a horny one? there are a few text msgs. i cant digest much. but i remember some of it was on 8th dec. a day after my bday... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said he already ended it with her. i trusted... silly. i know. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we patched back after the cherating trip. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, the neglection and ignoring is back. at times, there's only 1 sms a day from him. meeting him up like what, 2 weeks once? lol...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter how i hate my 6th sense. i still have to love it. i sensed he is cheating. with the same girl. and why i love my 6th sense? cos i am already prepared, for the worst. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept quiet all the way. i do not have anything solid, just pieces of puzzles. but today... i decided stalk. no, not the using car and follow from behind kinda stalking. what era are u in? i stalked in facebook! and i saw a picture of them together. hugging. and that shirt. was the same shirt i saw in his car when he said he is going to seremban for a wedding dinner but forgot to bring his charger so i wont be able to be in touch with him. he is smart eh? but i got this puzzle fixed 1st. who is smarter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-8701537858166484801?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/8701537858166484801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=8701537858166484801&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8701537858166484801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8701537858166484801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/01/when-bastard-meets-bitch.html' 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(my poor white vava. *sobs*). and sunday was the day for the charity drive to the orphanage (will cover this later). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so on saturday, i went looking high and low for a car wash place in kepong. and remembered Akira told me there's one opposite jusco and waxing is only cost at rm28. but i dont wanna wax. i just wanna wash due to my own budget constraint. :( so i went there to hunt. the 1st place i went to is closed. and the guy asked me to go further down, there's one more. so i drove along the shops and found it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i checked with them the price of the car wash and i was being told it is rm10. my budget was rm10 so i just passed them my car keys and asked them to go ahead and wash. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting, i noticed they were wiping every single corner of the car. and i thought, "wow. good service. very clean and very detail"... so i waited and waited. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the guy said it is done, i took out a piece of rm50 and paid, awaiting for my balance of rm40. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was given rm12 only. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at him and told the guy that i asked for car wash only. and i thought it is rm10?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his facial expression changed. and started scolding his staff. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"you kata ini wax??" in a very angry tone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, he took out his money and gave me the total balance of rm40...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there, i had my car wax at rm10, accidently... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-7027355560477289706?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/7027355560477289706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ok. at least just the 1st half of it... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no. wait. its only 8am. not even half yet. we'll see how later. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up as early as 3am on 20th to meet him up for &lt;a href="http://iris.gpotato.com/"&gt;Iris&lt;/a&gt;. i was at level 27 i think. or was it level 28? hrm...&lt;br /&gt;and i found out that all along the guild members thought im a guy. &gt;.&lt; except for my colleagues of cos.&lt;br /&gt;then he went to sleep at about 6am and i continued playing. at one point when all my quest was completed. i was pretty lost cos no quest means low experience. low experience means difficult to level up!! i dunno wat to do to level up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennnn... fellow guild members came online and went Lai Liu Ha. the place its called Laioha. and it sounds like Lai Liu Ha!! :X  managed to get up to level 29 but about 89%. half way hanging... T.T but the lucky thing was, daily quest was around the corner. ngeks... 4pm. grabbed all the dailies, and wallahh~~ level 30. ^^ and during that time when i was playing, fortunate enough, someone from the guild is willing to help me with the job change quest. xie xie thingy! which was to whack 3 bosses. which was roving's boss, big foot's boss and one more i... forgot. hehe... not easy!! i died once while whacking roving's boss. T.T 31k exp, gone case... sobs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am now a warlock! ^^v&lt;br /&gt;loving the AOE skills. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see. that was 3am up till 7pm. :X&lt;br /&gt;damn no life. but a way to save marnee. ^^&lt;br /&gt;but then my lappie was heating up like mad. &lt;br /&gt;next would be my warrior to guardian. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needed to go back subang at 1st, but then i thought it was not neccesary so i skipped the idea. &lt;br /&gt;and sorry for missing all the calls cos i was in anti-social mode. i only wanna be alone in the room. and desperate to level up. :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i straight away slept at 7pm and woke up at 4:30am. partly was too much sleep alre. and another part is, i need to work. but 4:30am was too early to get ready for work. so i hang around in game and managed to get the experience from 30% to 50%. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. i think i talk too much about the game alre. cannot help it. too happy with the job change. haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after getting ready to work, went down to get my car and i just remembered my petrol tank was about to dry up. T.T &lt;br /&gt;and the scary part is, when i look outside the apartment area, it was all jammed up. T.T&lt;br /&gt;a neighbour auntie just parked her car, i think from sending her kids to school. well, not in a very proper manner but i still appreciate that she informed me. she asked if i am taking that way out. she said that way is all jammed up cos some construction is on-going. they are digging up the ground and there is only 1 lane available to move. and its a 2 way road. she even suggest to me to use another route. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was actually freaking out already cos i needed to pump petrol AND take a longer route to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me make it clear that i am one direction idiot. so when i know that road, i will die die use that road. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;usually i leave home at 6:30am. today i left a lil late. 6:45am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the usual route i would take is through the segambut dalam road. which the road is in bad condition. bumpy!! then cut out to mont kiara. den cut out to bangsar. den reach MV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today... pump petrol at menjalara den using LDP. den through ss2. ok, i know its stupid to use ss2 and i know there's another way but i dunno how to use!! so anyways, through ss2, through the hospital. cut out to the federal highway. and thank God it was clear. no jam! den sampai MV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached office 5 minutes before my log in time. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky day(morning) or wat? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall see how is the rest of the day. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-1665406602537253172?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/1665406602537253172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=1665406602537253172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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term='Techno-Vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Incident'/><title type='text'>happy or scary?</title><content type='html'>... or creepy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was working midnite shift this week, and when i saw an email from my team lead saying that he received a parcel on my behalf, i was surprised and curious. i obviously didnt know what is it and part of me was freaking out, scared that banks are sending letters to my office now?? o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in the morning when team lead passed me the parcel, i saw the address was from pro-eyes, subang parade. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TTDB8LteEdI/AAAAAAAABBg/qUdzL1Mc-xw/s400/IMG_6370a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the exact place where &lt;a href="http://lilmsthong.blogspot.com/2010/07/new-specky.html"&gt;i bought my specs&lt;/a&gt; last year. so at first i thought, what? belated xmas present? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i opened the gdex plastic, and i saw this cute piggie box. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TTDBYfaPVTI/AAAAAAAABBM/8AatBw_BPKo/s400/IMG_6364a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i opened the box, i saw the same box as my specs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TTDBgL2oJQI/AAAAAAAABBQ/7wT9jSmBVcM/s400/IMG_6365a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was still thinking that perhaps it was complimentary from pro-eyes giving me the box? well, i cant help it. the box is nice and solid. it could be complimentary wat... :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i opened the box, the same leather specky case... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TTDBm9t9KaI/AAAAAAAABBU/t6EkYyAhY2U/s400/IMG_6366a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again i thought. ok... maybe it is still a complimentary specky casing? cos when i took the case and opened it, it was empty. and the casing is nice! leather lehhh...  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but still... no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached the green cloth below the casing... it was a spectacles. the exact same design i had and lost. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TTDBr11blfI/AAAAAAAABBY/sPNae7KcXlY/s400/IMG_6368a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... the specs is not cheap. so, it finally struck me. this is impossible be complimentary by pro-eyes anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i freaked out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;along with the box, there's an envelope. and in the envelope, there's this 'letter'. or shall i say more surprise to freak me out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it reads :-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TTDBzbFsWoI/AAAAAAAABBc/RGDSXtQTg50/s400/IMG_6369a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know who this person is, obviously. but this person sure did read my twits and blog. bcos from the last line in the letter telling me to drive safe. i remember i twit before saying that i drove like a blind fuck but its ok. i just ran through a few holes... and of cos, my &lt;a href="http://lilmsthong.blogspot.com/2010/12/techno-vision-hilang.html"&gt;blog post about me losing my specs&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, tell me. happy? scary? creepy? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sure do love surprises but this?? this is freaking me out... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to whoever it is, thanks a lot. but it is really creepy. thanks for scaring me. i would not use the specs until u reveal yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this... is not a nice feeling at all!! ~~&gt;.&lt;~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-5721471902783079790?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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apartment. 3 months of renovation. dont ask me what took so long. even i've been asking and i have no idea what took so long... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it cant even be ready for chinese new year... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, i noticed i've been shying away from people again. 1 is bcos im too lazy to wear my mask on. 2 is im too lazy to banter with ppl. 3 is im too lazy to listen people's advise. 4 is im too lazy to look at people and say 'hey. im doing great!'. 5 is me being broke. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why whenever people asking how am i, i would always answer 'im doing great'? i always believe whenever u do positive stuffs, it will attract positive aura to yourself. so if i were to say 'im doing great', it will slowly attract positive aura, and your day would be great. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too positive huh? i know. but my life is so fucked up, that i need at least do something to balance it a lil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh... my rantings all tak tentu arah already.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-8526528704862747305?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/8526528704862747305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=8526528704862747305&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8526528704862747305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/8526528704862747305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/01/3-years-of-bad-luck.html' title='3 years of bad luck'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-4551248941387861242</id><published>2011-01-06T02:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T02:11:39.269+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Love'/><title type='text'>how come no more?</title><content type='html'>one of the few texting moments i find it warm and sweet... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him : haha. muacks. want cig or chocolates?&lt;br /&gt;me : alcohol... :P&lt;br /&gt;him : pay me -.-&lt;br /&gt;me : orh... how much?&lt;br /&gt;him : forever :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now... it is cold as ice...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-5003873196775548806</id><published>2011-01-02T15:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T22:46:54.014+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Entering the year of 2011 - The BBQ</title><content type='html'>been planning for the countdown for more than a month now, and i am glad how it turned up. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a week before the bbq, i went to tesco in kepong to get some of the stuffs 1st so that we would not rush to get everything on that day itself. i guess everyone wants to do bbq last minute cos when i was in tesco, there are no more skewers... :( and some of the bbq stuffs oso no more d. and the funny thing is, when i look for the plastic cutleries, they oni left forks, spoons finish. =.= so i bought only a few stuffs and left. and worried if everything will be in order on that day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i always worry too much. sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TSAaCNIKZhI/AAAAAAAAA_w/Q2hLqAAu4OA/s400/IMG_6300a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day for the bbq has arrived. during day time when everyone is still in the office, everyone is already in holiday mood. lol... while i was suffering from the pain i was having. my dear auntie has to visit on that day. jess said, 'its ok. beer will cure the pain later'. =.= but my auntie visit saved me from something. which will be told later... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jess and samson left early to get the chicken wings cos it is marinated by jess's mom. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5:15pm strikes and i got myself changed into more comfortable baju. shorts and razor back baju. :P&lt;br /&gt;went for shopping with yvonne and our own designated kuli, paul at carrefour. to my horror, they dont have skewers too! whyyy sooo manyy ppl bbq wannn!? &lt;br /&gt;yvonne asked me to call samson and jess to seek for SOS. and yep! at the end they manage to find the damn skewers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TSAaCW0Sm-I/AAAAAAAABAA/2ZRwIJD0Q8Y/s400/IMG_6304a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy chicken wings, thanks to jess... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, yvonne and paul arrived at samson's placed at about 7pm. jess, samson, jason and nicholas was already waiting by the pool side. well, they cant do anything cos the charcoal and fire starter was with me. :P they began starting the fire once the charcoal arrived. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TSAaCIA91XI/AAAAAAAAA_0/jLNiiS-MeXk/s400/IMG_6301a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the bbq havoc starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TSAaCZDJLYI/AAAAAAAAA_8/S-pbogObrro/s400/IMG_6303a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chef, louise who refused to leave the pit. wanna play masak-masak. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TSAaCDpo8jI/AAAAAAAAA_4/MBhYjDnatHI/s400/IMG_6302a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have chicken wings, beef, pork slices, balls, sausages, taiwan sausage, shrooms, bacon dan lain lain lagi... and we were all stuffed! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TSAaFHYn4PI/AAAAAAAABAE/wqsbUzItwVE/s400/IMG_6305a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot to take pictures of the booze tho. we got heineken, few bottles of red wine, a bottle of champagne, a bottle of rose wine, sake, leong fun, coke and 100 plus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TSAaFBUHhAI/AAAAAAAABAQ/j4_l8NJvtbs/s400/IMG_6306a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yummy beef marinated by nicholas. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all of us overdosed ourselves with food. we rested a while... and i was being taught how to play chor dee. joel and jessi taught me b4 but i slow in catching up. so brandon and louise taught me again. my spot then was taken over by isaac, who lost like mad and being made to drink sake + red wine. campur. @.@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close to midnight, we opened the champagne which was sponsored by Jasmine and we cheers once it striked midnite. right after kampai-ing, i received his call. :) then followed by &lt;a href="http://ju-rants.blogspot.com/"&gt;ju's&lt;/a&gt; sms.  and at the same time, kit and EJ made it just in time for new year... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and... the fun begins. the guys were throwing each other into the pool. well, most of it thanks to kit, cos he just need to carry, and *doosh* drop them in the pool. lol... kit even managed to carry paul! but then kit lost his balance and fell in the pool. there goes his shoes... =.= &lt;br /&gt;they almost got me but yea... my auntie visit saved the day. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after cleaning up, everyone headed home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to everyone who came, contributed and sponsored. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i will calculate the amount and claim them from our beloved TLs :- Samson and Isaac. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;==============================&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the bbq, i joined EJ to send her friend home and went for night viewing. again, it was breath taking and i didnt take any pictures. =.=&lt;br /&gt;she was telling her stories... &lt;br /&gt;after night view, went to mamak a while and then headed home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-5003873196775548806?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/5003873196775548806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-2767936178912968141</id><published>2011-01-01T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T01:00:05.957+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='2011'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='li'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Celebration'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;LilMsThong wishes all a very &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;"&gt;Happy New Year 2011! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a great new year ahead! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-2767936178912968141?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/2767936178912968141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=2767936178912968141&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2767936178912968141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/2767936178912968141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2011/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8224400481026270326.post-1515084962317569490</id><published>2010-12-30T09:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T09:14:56.332+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Emo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Techno-Vision'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lil Life'/><title type='text'>Techno Vision - hilang</title><content type='html'>just when i thought my life will get better this month, another shit happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after work, i stayed back a while to have small talks with my colleagues about iris online. they convinced me that since i am only at level 2 human mage, i shall delete my character and create a warlock instead. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. out of topic. anywaysss... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went down to withdraw some money and went to the toilet. went to clear off some debts, and then i realised my vision is blur. and then oni i realised, my specs... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TCuAJNMxyJI/AAAAAAAAAsU/KQnfb1EZVLM/s800/IMG_5599a.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went back to the toilet to check. not there anymore. i asked the cleaner if she seen any specs in the cubicle. "takda, takda. saya baru masuk." which is bullshit bcos i saw her b4 i entered the cubicle, and she was still there when i left the toilet. i was too devastated to fight back at that point of time. and the way she answered me, now i think back, i really feel like slapping her and throw her into the toilet bowl. mcb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i was blind for the next 1 hour of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i got no choice. i dont have a spare specs in my car, no contact lens. and i think it is stupid to purposely buy contact lens cos i have the whole box at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i drove back blindly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;those who drove along bangsar towards mont kiara yesterday experienced some bloody idiot driving like a blind fuck. i guess that would be me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TCuAeN56G8I/AAAAAAAAAsk/9KtL2k_GJ44/s400/IMG_5611aa.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after having massive headache from driving like a blind bitch in the dark, i reached home and locked myself in the room and... i broke down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, this month i would have just nice to use, not worrying about not enough. and that is also have to spend damn bloody wisely on food and parking, excluding shopping. and now i lost my specs, which obviously i need to get a new one to replace it. ya, sure. it can be claimed under my company's benefits but where do i find the money to pay 1st and then only claim? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cried like a mad fuck in the room until my aunt and grandma came in to console me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i am having goldfish eyes, feeling damn sleepy with contact lens on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8224400481026270326-1515084962317569490?l=www.blurco.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blurco.com/feeds/1515084962317569490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8224400481026270326&amp;postID=1515084962317569490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1515084962317569490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8224400481026270326/posts/default/1515084962317569490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.blurco.com/2010/12/techno-vision-hilang.html' title='Techno Vision - hilang'/><author><name>BlurCo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15875697047344834269</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_DxN1348guhw/TCuAJNMxyJI/AAAAAAAAAsU/KQnfb1EZVLM/s72-c/IMG_5599a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
