<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992</id><updated>2012-01-13T09:58:49.708-08:00</updated><category term='Nightmares'/><category term='Taiping Central'/><category term='sixplustwo'/><category term='big ass'/><category term='New Year'/><category term='holidays'/><category term='and more cokes'/><category term='sulin'/><category term='maxie'/><category term='95%'/><category term='Coke'/><category term='all time low'/><category term='Paintball'/><category term='juicy meat for the ass-less people'/><category term='Fundraising'/><category term='taiping'/><category term='Performances'/><category term='guys with assest to flaunt'/><category term='Sunshine'/><category term='granpa'/><title type='text'>Why so serious?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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>168</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-5758370069677505501</id><published>2010-12-09T07:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T19:34:29.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>R.I.U.T</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&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/686140591098464992-5758370069677505501?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5758370069677505501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/12/riut.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5758370069677505501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5758370069677505501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/12/riut.html' title='R.I.U.T'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TQD7Je5OGEI/AAAAAAAABVM/csjmoQ6YWP0/s72-c/47639_1680216840474_1089128044_31815648_8331940_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-626610838861162340</id><published>2010-12-06T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-08T07:08:48.198-08:00</updated><title type='text'>But if I let you go</title><content type='html'>your actions never justify your feelings. your actions only confuse me.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i wanted to let go of you, you came to me, &lt;i&gt;broken.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i wanted to let go of you, you came to me, &lt;i&gt;caring for me.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i wanted to let go of you, you came to me, &lt;i&gt;and showed me love. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i wanted to let go of you, you came to me, &lt;i&gt;whenever I wanted you there.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i wanted to let go of you, you came to me, &lt;i&gt;and made me feel special&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;when i wanted to let go of you, you came to me, &lt;i&gt;redeeming yourself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;when i wanted to let go of you,&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;you came &lt;i&gt;for&lt;/i&gt; me,&lt;i&gt; had me thinking that I shouldn't have.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but&lt;br /&gt;when i decided to hold on to you, you disappointed me&lt;br /&gt;and you hurt me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;but sadly, you never knew,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;you never realize any of it. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-626610838861162340?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/626610838861162340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/12/but-if-i-let-you-go.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/626610838861162340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/626610838861162340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/12/but-if-i-let-you-go.html' title='But if I let you go'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-4224595026583660637</id><published>2010-10-22T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T22:38:50.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the randomt things i like</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i like to be busy but i like to be lazy too i like it when adrian picked me up from the bus station at 2am and offered to carry my bag pack for me when i didn't need him to i like talking to wei loon i like it that john and navin drove down to subang just to gave me a beautiful 21st i like netball trainings and catching the balls i like it more when we won 2nd place i like it when my classmates all came to support the communication school team i like leonard's poem about me&amp;nbsp; i like how zhen yang called me to make sure i don't fall asleep when i drove back to taiping i like it that vasenta sabesha and lehbin always laugh and joke around about everything i like how the 4 of us always stay up late and&amp;nbsp; make sure we don't fall asleep doing assignments i like how mayling, maykhei &amp;amp; keifoong tricked me into a birthday surprise i like all my birthday surprises this year i like how david always tells me &lt;i&gt;i dont want to talk to you dy&lt;/i&gt; and always end up talking to me again i like that amon finds it comfortable telling me about his background i like that dionne and evonne helped me with peeling of the oranges and carrying that packet of ice i like how neha esme dinusha sweat their buttocks out to help out with the fund raising i like how god is always so timely in providing me i like my cell members a lot i like to sing and play the piano i like that thing zhen yang gave me so that i can play the keyboard i like my mom's rendang chicken i like my dimples i like my new campus i like alex's positive transformation i like winning i like murmuring i like playing with babies i like it if i have a new laptop and a new phone i like my church i sometimes like my dreams i like running around i like baking i like sleeping.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i don't like it that you are no more in my life. i don't like it that the best choice is the worst choice that i had to make. 6 years ago, you were there. this year you became my stranger. i don't like it that i have to lie how i don't miss you, because i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMG9oFh8ugI/AAAAAAAABUg/6pygG8sAzLM/s1600/62378_436585496259_546256259_5536815_3067066_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMG9oFh8ugI/AAAAAAAABUg/6pygG8sAzLM/s320/62378_436585496259_546256259_5536815_3067066_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;my name my name!! :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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMHCNzuK4VI/AAAAAAAABUw/469_znXUYso/s1600/33606_436586641259_546256259_5536891_257284_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMHCNzuK4VI/AAAAAAAABUw/469_znXUYso/s320/33606_436586641259_546256259_5536891_257284_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;some of the people whom I dearly treasure :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMG9oFh8ugI/AAAAAAAABUg/6pygG8sAzLM/s1600/62378_436585496259_546256259_5536815_3067066_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMHCMg_e4gI/AAAAAAAABUs/Oq-rntoXtn8/s1600/33606_436586631259_546256259_5536889_4050036_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMHCMg_e4gI/AAAAAAAABUs/Oq-rntoXtn8/s320/33606_436586631259_546256259_5536889_4050036_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the half of the people i dearly treasure &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; i am missing michelle chun &amp;amp; edmund here.&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMG-AebdhWI/AAAAAAAABUo/4y2Nzj7MQ8c/s1600/62301_436847336386_555181386_5219190_5680139_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMG-AebdhWI/AAAAAAAABUo/4y2Nzj7MQ8c/s320/62301_436847336386_555181386_5219190_5680139_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the perak kakis whom i love deeply. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMG99UrLF8I/AAAAAAAABUk/7eQzh6wG8TA/s1600/62412_438405928182_553188182_5191701_2183874_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMG99UrLF8I/AAAAAAAABUk/7eQzh6wG8TA/s320/62412_438405928182_553188182_5191701_2183874_n.jpg" width="240" /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMHCSFal6yI/AAAAAAAABU4/PdBLuH8h-gU/s1600/62412_438405913182_553188182_5191698_7714215_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMHCSFal6yI/AAAAAAAABU4/PdBLuH8h-gU/s320/62412_438405913182_553188182_5191698_7714215_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;the netball teams :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the last month, these *points above* happened. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;While October gets scarier &amp;amp; scarier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-4224595026583660637?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4224595026583660637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/10/randomt-things-i-like.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4224595026583660637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4224595026583660637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/10/randomt-things-i-like.html' title='the randomt things i like'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TMG9oFh8ugI/AAAAAAAABUg/6pygG8sAzLM/s72-c/62378_436585496259_546256259_5536815_3067066_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-355897595359275254</id><published>2010-09-18T13:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T00:38:20.739-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that new chapter</title><content type='html'>and this was how i am reminded of them&lt;br /&gt;... so far. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i can never stop staring at their mesmerizing eyes... i really liked how they brightened up each time they smile, simply because everyone looks their best when they do so. even with those crooked teeth, they still look pretty &amp;amp; of course cute ;) and the dimple, you ask? steam la...nevertheless, a smile is the most beautiful accessories anyone can wear. mostly, i like it if i can make you smile. and by you, i meant everyone of you :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my trip with them has brought me so much closer to them. i like how they can joke and kid about each other and laughed about it. i remember how &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;serene&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;calvin&lt;/b&gt; tried to teach me play monopoly cards while &lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;siewmin&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b style="color: #741b47;"&gt;chinway&lt;/b&gt; went out to tapao &lt;i&gt;satay babi&lt;/i&gt; for us. &lt;i&gt;satay babi is really the best satay ever bytheway&lt;/i&gt;. i like how &lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;david&lt;/b&gt; would kindly asked me for my share of durian puffs because &lt;i&gt;ihatedurians&lt;/i&gt;. then &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;serene&lt;/b&gt; who would never let &lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;david&lt;/b&gt; eat more durian puffs will start fighting for the puffs. then&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;david&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;rachel&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;serene&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;fought over my share of durian puffs because they simply think that durian puffs are the best food ever created. and i sat from across the sofa and watched them fight over... puffs. -.-' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TJWeaUsZGYI/AAAAAAAABUQ/a0QNj_YrXkg/s320/59829_474498950790_615785790_7210601_7893439_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its even funnier to look at &lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;stephanie's&lt;/b&gt; expression when i go crazy in front of her. then it always lead her to saying &lt;i&gt;i feel like smacking this girl &lt;/i&gt;to me. but i know, she loves how i always act like &lt;i&gt;siaopo&lt;/i&gt;. stephanie sleeps a lot too, and you can tell when she is really sleepy. haha. and then &lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;david&lt;/b&gt; has the cutest crooked teeth, and a mild dimple when he smiles. the whole house echoes whenever he laughs. things get even funnier when &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;calvin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;starts telling us his lame jokes which he thinks is super funny but its not cause it only made all of us go &lt;i&gt;whattheheck&lt;/i&gt;.. and if you think it ends there, no it doesn't. because people like &lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;david&lt;/b&gt; would high five-ed him and thinks &lt;b style="color: #990000;"&gt;calvin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is the man. its hilarious, really. then we have our sweet-loving &lt;b style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;rachel&lt;/b&gt; who laughs at anything, and her adorable giggle always fills the place with even more joy. oh my god, how can we forget this about &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;serene&lt;/b&gt;, the&lt;i&gt; all-germ-free &lt;/i&gt;woman. haha. she is such a neat freak that i think only &lt;b style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;rachel&lt;/b&gt; could be her roommate til today.haha. but then again, where would we get our sanitizers without our dear &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;serene&lt;/b&gt;? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TJWeX75QdaI/AAAAAAAABUI/YqIKSeP_14c/s320/58753_474499810790_615785790_7210649_5214217_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;i don’t think i could i ever forget&lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt; siewmin's&lt;/b&gt; dimple. the tiniest movement, or the tiniest twitch on her face would just carved that dimple which made her look so sweet and lovable. it's impossible to not like her. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;siewmin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;took care of us so well that she was afraid that we weren't having fun at all. instead, we did :) thanks &lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;minmin&lt;/b&gt;! then we have &lt;b style="color: #741b47;"&gt;chinway&lt;/b&gt;, who tweets a lot and talks a lot and disturbs me a lot, especially in cinemas =.-'  sometimes, i really want to smack him. haha. &lt;b style="color: #741b47;"&gt;chinway&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; small eyes are really small that he beat me, flat. haha. it's hilarious to even glance at his expression whenever &lt;b&gt;calvin&lt;/b&gt; tells us his lame jokes, because &lt;b style="color: #741b47;"&gt;chinway&lt;/b&gt; is definitely one guy who cannot handle lamenesss. of course, &lt;b style="color: magenta;"&gt;joan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; the girl with an eating disorder, because she couldn't stop eating. if you think &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;serene&lt;/b&gt; can eat a lot, think again. because no one beats&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt; joan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;and &lt;b style="color: purple;"&gt;stephanie&lt;/b&gt; when it comes to eating. they ate non-stop!! i felt like puking watching them eating so constantly. haha. &lt;b style="color: magenta;"&gt;joan&lt;/b&gt; is one malaysian chick who wishes she was korean instead. she has a thing for koreans and she speaks koreans like we were koreans. lol. and then sometimes, &lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;david&lt;/b&gt; talks like he arises from some samseng clan, ghetto or kongsi gelap group, that from his way of speaking, you might think that he wants to pick a fight with you. that's why we have &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;serene&lt;/b&gt; who blatantly scolds him and shuts him up till he crawl to his corner and merajuks there *applause to &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;serene&lt;/b&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TJWee2_Ka4I/AAAAAAAABUY/1nwiG7PdzGc/s320/61521_474498985790_615785790_7210602_3806048_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and then, we have &lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;jaysern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;who didn’t want to join us. blah lah you. &lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;jaysern&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;argues with me a lot- &lt;i&gt;likereallyalot&lt;/i&gt; and he always presumes that he won but he didn’t! bleks :P and oh our abang &lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;raymond&lt;/b&gt;, the best gentleman i have ever witnessed in my life. seriously, he is the combination of all gentlemen in this world. we girls always love how thoughtful and gentleman-ly he is. Haha. then we  have&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #20124d;"&gt;terri&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #20124d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;ian&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;whom i haven’t spent much time with yet because they selalu m.i.a. But they are funny people too. Haha. &lt;b style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;terri &lt;/b&gt;calls me &lt;i&gt;meiling &lt;/i&gt;i don’t know why but &lt;i&gt;socuteright&lt;/i&gt;. therefore, we always have our &lt;i&gt;imaginarymeiling &lt;/i&gt;conversation. haha And i think &lt;b style="color: #274e13;"&gt;ian&lt;/b&gt; speaks with an accent, which doesn’t sound annoying at all. I kinda like it actually . certainly, i didn't forget &lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;sharon&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;sarah &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt; zhi mei&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;too, &amp;amp; i definitely want to know more about them :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and these were what i saw and how i felt, &lt;br /&gt;from the inside out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photos: credits to chinway&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-355897595359275254?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/355897595359275254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-chapter.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/355897595359275254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/355897595359275254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/09/new-chapter.html' title='that new chapter'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TJWeaUsZGYI/AAAAAAAABUQ/a0QNj_YrXkg/s72-c/59829_474498950790_615785790_7210601_7893439_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-7095173912237322279</id><published>2010-09-15T01:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T01:41:04.115-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i want you to know that, i love you.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;my holidays are coming to an end :(&amp;nbsp; i must say, i really enjoy my mid-semester break this time. it feels... refreshingly different. having different groups of people to hang out with, meeting new friends, letting go the old, going to same places with different people... sighs. holidays are good, because you only live, eat and grow fat :) well, this time around, my holidays are actually fully utilized as compared to my previous times. I have traveled so many times in a week that i am sick of it. Nevertheless, it was really worth it. I wouldn't miss the opportunity to bond and build new relationship or even strengthen the old ones, because I simply love each and every one of them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Anyways, the fact that I love my cell group members a lot, I have chose to spend my Raya with them. We made a trip to Malacca and I must say, I treasure each and everyone of them so much. Thank you, &lt;b&gt;e7 &lt;/b&gt;for giving me the chance to be apart of you and for accepting me :) You people brought so much joy and laughter to me, that my eyes grew smaller &amp;amp; smaller. God loved me so much that he placed me there, with you people :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;amp; then of course I love how much closer I've become to all my high school friends who I've been befriended for years. Every yum char session with them made me feel more connected to them &amp;amp; had me discover something new about them. I really like it when all of us always sit and talked bout the past, make fun of it and then realize all stupid things we once did. I liked it when we talked bout fights long time ago, our bitching sessions and even our crush on this boy or that girl. I really liked it :) It made me treasure every single one of you even more, it made me love you much deeper, it made me feels like I am really blessed that God had placed me at the right place. Every friendship, every bonding sessions I've made are all dear and special to me that I wouldn't want to replace any of you. &amp;amp; that is why I remember most of the things we shared, promises we've made, and little secrets we swore to hid for the rest of our lives. this is why i have always boldly tell you people that i love you, because i really do and i want all of you to know that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TJCBVhCasJI/AAAAAAAABTI/KVmiZdg4Fls/s1600/61903_10150097748544097_633784096_7164114_4287943_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TJCC9rQuKII/AAAAAAAABTo/jL0my0mRtRk/s1600/61903_10150097748539097_633784096_7164113_2489840_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TJCC9rQuKII/AAAAAAAABTo/jL0my0mRtRk/s320/61903_10150097748539097_633784096_7164113_2489840_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TJCB2ohMmmI/AAAAAAAABTY/NThvmlkIMZk/s1600/60229_10150097748249097_633784096_7164106_3165794_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TJCB2ohMmmI/AAAAAAAABTY/NThvmlkIMZk/s320/60229_10150097748249097_633784096_7164106_3165794_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TJCBVhCasJI/AAAAAAAABTI/KVmiZdg4Fls/s1600/61903_10150097748544097_633784096_7164114_4287943_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TJCBVhCasJI/AAAAAAAABTI/KVmiZdg4Fls/s320/61903_10150097748544097_633784096_7164114_4287943_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And to some, I have chose to ignore and slowly  let go. Life is definitely too short for me to linger on, waiting for  you to at least remember that I was your friend &amp;amp; pretend that I  still want to honor you, and treat you like before. I am moving on  &amp;amp; letting go because today, you have shown me that you have never  taken me seriously or even bothered. You're not a terrible friend altogether, but maybe, we have different needs. What you think is right, sounded completely wrong to me, what you see is real, looked completely awful to me and what you believe was the truth, I believed otherwise. We are lucky that we were once so close, and we have put up with each other for such long years. As we drifted apart and allow time to fill in the gap in between, our friendship slowly falls apart too. You've changed &amp;amp; I certainly did too. I guess this time around, we have problems accepting the change we had within ourselves. Or maybe, we are just too tired to just fight for this relationship anymore, because every fight we made are just pointless. Well, I know I do feel that way.&amp;nbsp; You've took me for granted, you treated me as a joke, you lied to me, you replaced me. I wouldn't blame you. Because at least now I know that that's the end of the friendship, and hopefully a better, new beginning will commence. Hence, to you people, a toast for the great friendship we once  had :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-7095173912237322279?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7095173912237322279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-want-you-to-know-that-i-love-you.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7095173912237322279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7095173912237322279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-want-you-to-know-that-i-love-you.html' title='i want you to know that, i love you.'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TJCC9rQuKII/AAAAAAAABTo/jL0my0mRtRk/s72-c/61903_10150097748539097_633784096_7164113_2489840_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-5170998228514610425</id><published>2010-09-05T05:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T02:17:04.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'>iLearn</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am really awed and filled with my highest gratitude to God that every single morning, i am still alive. really, i am. if you must know, the fact that my asthma now has the slimmest chance of&amp;nbsp; getting cured entirely had taught me not to live my life, wasted. i have been constantly reminding myself to live my life the fullest and mostly, no regrets. i am tired of walking way with so many regrets that persistently haunts me. hence, few months ago, I have decided to take hold of my life. And with God, everything seems so easy :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;if you love someone, show it. hence, i do. and when i say i do, it doesn't mean that i display an entire scenery of public display affection for the world to see. what i meant was, if you love someone or if you care for someone, show and prove it to them. loving was never a crime, even if it involves a broken heart. &lt;i style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;loving is a gift and to be loved is of course, true happiness&lt;/i&gt;. show that person that you care for 'em and that you love 'em. everyone loves to be loved, so love 'em. stop wasting your emotions and feelings judging someone and criticizing them. even if that someone is a cold-hearted, bitter, ignorant person, love 'em. it is people like them that haven't realize how warm a genuine love can feels that they have built a wall, shielding themselves away from the world and developed that cold personality. the colder someone is, the warmer you should become. people needs to know that there are still people who care for them and love them. and the only way for them to find out is, through your actions and your words. prove it, show it, say it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am not asking you to force yourself to 'love' someone. do it a step at a time. forgive yourself and the people around you. stop judging em, but rather accept who they are and what they have to offer. &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;a genuine true love, doesn't expects&lt;/span&gt;. they honestly give, they honestly love. and all this is because they&amp;nbsp; sincerely want to.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;at least i know it's because i want to.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;:)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am learning and trying to be the best of a person i can be everyday. i learn to &lt;b&gt;listen&lt;/b&gt; instead of hearing, i learn to &lt;b&gt;understand&lt;/b&gt; instead of seeing, i learn to &lt;b&gt;accept&lt;/b&gt; instead of judging. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really do not want my life to end without giving, loving, helping, learning &amp;amp; understanding our own species. who else would love if its not us human? i really care and love 'em all; from my family to mr.sangkar who works at the digital store :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every morning I wake up feeling grateful and blessed with what I have, where I am, and the great people I met in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;pastor's words can never be any more true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;always learn to love without demanding and forgive without expecting.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TIOQCJ6HW-I/AAAAAAAABTA/ToPuicqMy7E/s1600/57909_423029454331_753879331_4955933_256765_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TIOQCJ6HW-I/AAAAAAAABTA/ToPuicqMy7E/s320/57909_423029454331_753879331_4955933_256765_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;this is only half of the crazy bunch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-5170998228514610425?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5170998228514610425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/09/ilearn.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5170998228514610425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5170998228514610425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/09/ilearn.html' title='iLearn'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/TIOQCJ6HW-I/AAAAAAAABTA/ToPuicqMy7E/s72-c/57909_423029454331_753879331_4955933_256765_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-4854473426729751929</id><published>2010-08-29T10:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T10:49:42.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>suffocate v.2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i am down with fever, flu, sore throat, and cough. worst still, my asthma came back again. i knew my asthma came back because i started sweating cold sweats and often pant rapidly each time i climbed up that flight of stairs. my lips cracked and i look like i haven't been sleeping at all. because every night, i am barely breathing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;this shucks. like totally. and its humiliating. fortunately, no one actually takes my blog seriously and i definitely feel comfortable telling it to someone, well whoever you may be, why hello there :) my fellow existing friends who still read this blog, don't worry lah. chill chill nie k. haha. anyways, of course my mom was worried sick about me and my condition. i face breathing difficulties and i experience suffocation. of course, i am scared! every night,i wonder will i make it till morning comes? will i be able to sustain myself that long? i will never stop coughing. i breathe harder than anyone else. and when i can't breathe anymore, i use my inhaler. and if the inhaler doesn't work, i'll be admitted to the hospital.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so what, life still goes on. not like if i mourn and wept myself to bed every night, i'll get better. if im awake the next day, i thank God &amp;amp; the best i can do is to live that day to the fullest, &amp;amp; of course finished up that pile of joyful assignments. blergh. *stares*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;well, even if i doesn't make it the next day, at least i know i die trying (wah, that line so cheesy) &amp;amp; i love God, my family, my best friends, my friends, my church, my cell members, my pastor, my dog, my...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiyo, don't worry la.&lt;br /&gt;Chill k. haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-4854473426729751929?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4854473426729751929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/08/suffocate-v2.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4854473426729751929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4854473426729751929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/08/suffocate-v2.html' title='suffocate v.2'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-4272348000245982306</id><published>2010-08-27T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T23:05:20.537-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boys &amp; supper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;k&lt;/b&gt; : you know not. you give girls a lot of wrong signals. that's why girls all like you. you dam clever to flirt lor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;c&lt;/b&gt; : what. where got. i where got give signals. i dont know how to flirt ok. normal la. not my fault leh they like me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;k &lt;/b&gt;: got la. come, bring your phone here.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*&lt;b&gt;k&lt;/b&gt; &amp;amp;&lt;b&gt; m&lt;/b&gt; read through his sms-es*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;k&lt;/b&gt; : see see. you some more write 'hehe'. wah! some more ask like this.........yada yada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;m&lt;/b&gt; : *looks at &lt;b&gt;k&lt;/b&gt;* eh. not his fault la he's good at flirting. don't blame him like that. he got natural talent okayy. i know la you tak siok he more terror than you. dont blame him, dont blame him. *pats &lt;b&gt;k&lt;/b&gt; shoulders* :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;c&lt;/b&gt; :&amp;nbsp; HAHAHA. OOO. THATS WHY LAR. HAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #990000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;m&lt;/b&gt; : HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;k&lt;/b&gt; : YES LAH. &amp;gt;.&amp;lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what i call &lt;b&gt;pro.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-4272348000245982306?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4272348000245982306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/08/boys-supper.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4272348000245982306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4272348000245982306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/08/boys-supper.html' title='boys &amp; supper'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-4966004463586702840</id><published>2010-08-27T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T22:41:13.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i-see-t</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/THe3PBr94PI/AAAAAAAABSQ/pBanN2kTOvU/s1600/44405_424386301259_546256259_5256483_6973031_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="251" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/THe3PBr94PI/AAAAAAAABSQ/pBanN2kTOvU/s400/44405_424386301259_546256259_5256483_6973031_n.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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/THe3T7Ujo8I/AAAAAAAABSY/0QRZosSR4ec/s1600/40469_424385181259_546256259_5256448_6473071_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="247" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/THe3T7Ujo8I/AAAAAAAABSY/0QRZosSR4ec/s400/40469_424385181259_546256259_5256448_6473071_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-4966004463586702840?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4966004463586702840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-see-t.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4966004463586702840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4966004463586702840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-see-t.html' title='i-see-t'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/THe3PBr94PI/AAAAAAAABSQ/pBanN2kTOvU/s72-c/44405_424386301259_546256259_5256483_6973031_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-4777517339517027089</id><published>2010-08-26T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T07:59:21.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry lah bro</title><content type='html'>sorry lah. i'm back to blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;when i see read people's blog from blogspot, i siok blogspot and forgot bout my tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;so now,&amp;nbsp; i am reopening my blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry lah k.&lt;br /&gt;hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-4777517339517027089?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4777517339517027089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/08/sorry-lah-bro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4777517339517027089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4777517339517027089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/08/sorry-lah-bro.html' title='sorry lah bro'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-6032478884987330010</id><published>2010-01-20T07:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T07:41:23.874-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chace me please</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have always been a fan of Gossip Girl ever since Season 1, which would be 3 years ago? Despite that the show is sometimes corrupted, twisted and how several episodes could be overrated at times, I must say I am still a fan. I don't know. There's this force, or something that desires me to go on and finish episodes after episodes. Maybe its because Gossip Girls never fails to portray the high-end fashion taste in every outfit that hung upon the frame of those actors and actresses. Nevertheless, the script and writers performed an illustrious, splendid job. Well, if you minus some of the unnecessary plots and absurdly ridiculous dramas. Overall, I think it's not bad. Beautiful people, great script, twisted plot. Those are the primary ingredients for a good drama, no?&amp;nbsp;&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cjy-NLAMI/AAAAAAAABQ8/vESvBc0l9y0/s1600-h/the-gossip-girl-cast.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cjy-NLAMI/AAAAAAAABQ8/vESvBc0l9y0/s320/the-gossip-girl-cast.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cjZOk2LAI/AAAAAAAABQk/YnVozgsCN7Y/s1600-h/gossip-girl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cjZOk2LAI/AAAAAAAABQk/YnVozgsCN7Y/s320/gossip-girl.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Blair and Chuck have always been my favorite characters. Sometimes Lily Bass too, because she portrays such a kindred, fashionista mother image altogether, in a package. And she is one hot mama, right?! Season 2 was a disaster, I must say. And then the show accelerated and Season 3 became more exhilarating. Mainly, because Chuck and Blair are finally together, after two seasons. and every other characters in the show grows along; Jenny becomes the delusional, mean Queen of Constance,&amp;nbsp; and Serena's never-ending love issues with every man she laid her eyes on. Also, season 3 became more favorable due to the fact that the writers drew this pleasant relationship; intertwining both Blair's and Chuck's personalities to play a humorous iloveyou-but-youcancheatonme relationship. Besides that, Blair's raw perkiness whereby she constantly exaggerates her speech and gestures without realizing it, simply makes her more adorable and lovable. As for Chuck, he became a man of words. He knows what to say, each time. The writers really did an admirable job in transforming Chuck the rascal, playboy into this dashing, likable, charming, matured man. His words are like a broom, because they swept me off my feet. *raise eyebrows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cjeYtnMBI/AAAAAAAABQs/B1ibz-_IBm4/s1600-h/gossip-girl-cast-2_l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cjeYtnMBI/AAAAAAAABQs/B1ibz-_IBm4/s320/gossip-girl-cast-2_l.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cjnLNUw1I/AAAAAAAABQ0/Em57Ve0tCMs/s1600-h/gossip-girl1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cjnLNUw1I/AAAAAAAABQ0/Em57Ve0tCMs/s320/gossip-girl1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nate's character on the hand, sometimes appears to be just a distraction. The prominence of his character carefully fades. However, his physical charm doesn't. The fact that his character is slowly slipping away, captivated me even more. I started paying attention to him and realized that he obtain such handsome features! So good looking! I know, there are tonnes of girls who would probably kill my by now for my major flung in noticing this dashing, flamboyant gentleman. I am sometimes, too slow. He gets cuter, I admit. He got the looks. But Chuck got the charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I get undecided when I watch the show. For now, I am all out for Chace Crawford who played Nathaniel Archibald. Hee. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;So handsome lah, how to resist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cfGfbiYSI/AAAAAAAABQE/EjRVswcVajg/s1600-h/chace-crawford-khaki.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cfGfbiYSI/AAAAAAAABQE/EjRVswcVajg/s320/chace-crawford-khaki.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cfH8_iLQI/AAAAAAAABQM/IqfnEZh54Vc/s1600-h/n33732126884_2144884_984.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cfH8_iLQI/AAAAAAAABQM/IqfnEZh54Vc/s320/n33732126884_2144884_984.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cfJB6Ze2I/AAAAAAAABQU/Heww-VSwLAc/s1600-h/chace-crawford-photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cfJB6Ze2I/AAAAAAAABQU/Heww-VSwLAc/s320/chace-crawford-photo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cfLgoQkcI/AAAAAAAABQc/vB3j0vnMQTI/s1600-h/n33732126884_1611026_4077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cfLgoQkcI/AAAAAAAABQc/vB3j0vnMQTI/s320/n33732126884_1611026_4077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One word, &lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;STEA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;M.&lt;/b&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/686140591098464992-6032478884987330010?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6032478884987330010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/chace-me-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6032478884987330010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6032478884987330010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/chace-me-please.html' title='Chace me please'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1cjy-NLAMI/AAAAAAAABQ8/vESvBc0l9y0/s72-c/the-gossip-girl-cast.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-4864955240421681077</id><published>2010-01-19T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T07:07:25.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rewind to the 80's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Murai's 2nd Anniversary Party.&lt;/b&gt; The theme allocated was &lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;Fabu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: black;"&gt;lous 80's&lt;/b&gt;. I was part of the crew. You know, cause I am interning with Astro and all. Well, I dolled myself up with a black puffy short dress, leggings and a pair of stilettos to complete the entire outfit. Black will always be the color to go, for me. I know, it's the 80's and I have to dress overly colorful. Well, rule number one about me is that I never obey the rules :) So to speak, everyone dress their best, that night. As for the celebrities. they looked stunningly beautiful, as they strut their ways on the red carpet. Truth be told, my knowledge on these local celebrities, are zero. Nada. Even after they walked in and they introduced themselves to me and vice versa, and we snap a few pictures and chit chat like friends. I still have no clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I randomly asked Ika, my colleague. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Eh kenapa saya tak nampak budak hensem semua ni kat office kita. Mana tempat diorang&lt;/span&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Memang la tak pernah lihat kat office. Itu celebrity la, sepet&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Celebrity? Eh kenapa tak cakap. Eish. I buat malu lar macam nie&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That&lt;/b&gt;, was how I found out.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the pictures are on facebook, fyi :)&lt;br /&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEDznIgUI/AAAAAAAABPM/AzeqB1UgIUQ/s1600-h/15012010086.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEDznIgUI/AAAAAAAABPM/AzeqB1UgIUQ/s320/15012010086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Ariel.&lt;br /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEcGmmpnI/AAAAAAAABPU/-5Oip1ZkPBU/s1600-h/15012010087.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEcGmmpnI/AAAAAAAABPU/-5Oip1ZkPBU/s320/15012010087.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Alif from One in A Million.&lt;br /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEl0lqKQI/AAAAAAAABPk/0zplCvTmUVo/s1600-h/15012010098.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEl0lqKQI/AAAAAAAABPk/0zplCvTmUVo/s320/15012010098.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Aijeb!&lt;br /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEpVu3dHI/AAAAAAAABPs/F1X7UCoLsr4/s1600-h/15012010099.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEpVu3dHI/AAAAAAAABPs/F1X7UCoLsr4/s320/15012010099.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Linda Onn.&lt;br /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEimpSmXI/AAAAAAAABPc/A58KKWFCUhE/s1600-h/15012010091c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEimpSmXI/AAAAAAAABPc/A58KKWFCUhE/s320/15012010091c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Zoey. &lt;br /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEwOWa5wI/AAAAAAAABP0/7oL5jOQ1JrA/s1600-h/20934_1320248773461_1448046853_2394987_6215746_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEwOWa5wI/AAAAAAAABP0/7oL5jOQ1JrA/s320/20934_1320248773461_1448046853_2394987_6215746_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ziana Zain&lt;br /&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: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEy1wgeOI/AAAAAAAABP8/f4NykyvQcPk/s1600-h/20934_1320248693459_1448046853_2394985_6668595_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEy1wgeOI/AAAAAAAABP8/f4NykyvQcPk/s320/20934_1320248693459_1448046853_2394985_6668595_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and my red carpet moment with that she-male model.&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/686140591098464992-4864955240421681077?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4864955240421681077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/murais-2nd-anniversary-party.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4864955240421681077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4864955240421681077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/murais-2nd-anniversary-party.html' title='Rewind to the 80&apos;s'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1XEDznIgUI/AAAAAAAABPM/AzeqB1UgIUQ/s72-c/15012010086.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-1255969145755674854</id><published>2010-01-16T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T17:28:25.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ops Diva</title><content type='html'>&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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1Kt_Dn6PGI/AAAAAAAABPE/NjUfqAlf16s/s1600-h/Ops+Diva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1Kt_Dn6PGI/AAAAAAAABPE/NjUfqAlf16s/s320/Ops+Diva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Illustrated by good friend, Leonard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fantabulous :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bravo buddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You did good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You are now qualified to draw a full portrait of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;V_V&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/686140591098464992-1255969145755674854?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1255969145755674854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/ops-diva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1255969145755674854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1255969145755674854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/ops-diva.html' title='Ops Diva'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/S1Kt_Dn6PGI/AAAAAAAABPE/NjUfqAlf16s/s72-c/Ops+Diva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-626454640208397014</id><published>2010-01-10T04:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-10T04:50:51.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogspot, AGAIN?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay. Let's not entirely kill this old chap. This blog, I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I shall handle both blogs. Okay? Hopefully :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;...I am slowly losing my wonders in writing. It's been far too long since I had ever posted anything lengthy. The newly born Tumblr isn't exactly helping. Hello, I can just surf through thousands of blogs and click 'Reblog' onto any posts I find amusing! It's that simple. Of course I rarely write anymore. I like how words obtain such strong capability to construe and narrate each particular details, each picture and that very feeling you affront. A pen is indeed mightier than a sword. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am excited that 2010 commenced. Everyone deserves a new beginning, no? 2009 was not one of the best years I had. If I would to weigh the awesome and anguishing moments I encountered in that year, the anguishing fucked up moments win hands down. More reasons for me to flush 2009 down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dear 2010,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Please treat me well. I promise I'll be good, and I'll minimize the swearing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Love always,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-626454640208397014?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/626454640208397014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/balik-kampung.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/626454640208397014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/626454640208397014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2010/01/balik-kampung.html' title='Blogspot, AGAIN?'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-5575607817110163917</id><published>2009-10-31T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T02:15:03.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RELINK</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;RELINK ME &lt;a href="http://sepetnie.tumblr.com/"&gt;HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the existence of tumblr is the escape for a lazy blogger like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or in other words I am just sick of blogspot after using it for more than 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;I need a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for making the effort to relink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sepetnie-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-5575607817110163917?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5575607817110163917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/relink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5575607817110163917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5575607817110163917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/relink.html' title='RELINK'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-6757331358828259211</id><published>2009-10-07T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T19:55:55.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The road is too long</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I am still receiving presents for my 20th birthday. Lol. From &lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Kenneth&lt;/b&gt;. He bought me a lip gloss to celebrate me venturing into womanhood. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Elianto&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. tsktsk. Thanks brotha!&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of course, &lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday 21st Boon Boon Pow&lt;/b&gt; :) &lt;br /&gt;&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Ss1O2Lhd3tI/AAAAAAAABO0/bXSHszq3wEc/s1600-h/7232_142781955957_633960957_2739502_236663_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Ss1O2Lhd3tI/AAAAAAAABO0/bXSHszq3wEc/s320/7232_142781955957_633960957_2739502_236663_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And and congratulations to these new lovebirds. Awww can you feel the &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Ss1PJUkDTdI/AAAAAAAABO8/YZKe0uvzOh8/s1600-h/7232_147264325957_633960957_2767538_5997758_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Ss1PJUkDTdI/AAAAAAAABO8/YZKe0uvzOh8/s320/7232_147264325957_633960957_2767538_5997758_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I would love it if &lt;b&gt;anyone&lt;/b&gt; could just spend 2 minutes on this video. It's our very own production, for Media Carnival the other day. You know, we even have 3 &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;tiny&lt;/span&gt; paragraphs talking about this video in yesterday's Star paper. tsktsk. AND, that column was even written by our very own classmate, &lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Michelle Tam&lt;/b&gt;. Good job girl! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kW1uyqrcfNs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kW1uyqrcfNs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note to self: Do not speak so fast the next time you are presenting. *smacks forehead*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&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/686140591098464992-6757331358828259211?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6757331358828259211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-beginning.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6757331358828259211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6757331358828259211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/at-beginning.html' title='The road is too long'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Ss1O2Lhd3tI/AAAAAAAABO0/bXSHszq3wEc/s72-c/7232_142781955957_633960957_2739502_236663_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-2271100436852343098</id><published>2009-10-03T01:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T01:21:53.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zombie</title><content type='html'>I have not slept for the past 24 hours. It's a record for me. Literally no rest at all because we wanted to finish our Yasmin Ahmad tribute video. Of course, it was all worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a zombie now.&lt;br /&gt;I want to sleep but I need to finish up my piles of assignments. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; the sick, it gets worst I tell you. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Of the perempuan melayu &amp;amp; zee american boy.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kalsom &amp;amp; the Jordan. Blergh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad picture quality. Blame blogspot.&amp;nbsp; &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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SscJaS2vqKI/AAAAAAAABOs/ksoAJ_RhyiM/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SscJaS2vqKI/AAAAAAAABOs/ksoAJ_RhyiM/s320/Untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/686140591098464992-2271100436852343098?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2271100436852343098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/zombie.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2271100436852343098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2271100436852343098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/zombie.html' title='Zombie'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SscJaS2vqKI/AAAAAAAABOs/ksoAJ_RhyiM/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-7312692693099756198</id><published>2009-10-01T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T19:52:58.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday to... US?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to pen this down. So that I can read it over and over again and not forget every single detail of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Michelle was at my place, waiting for the Joey. Michelle's mobile beeped and she told me to read her message cause she was busy combing her long silky hair. It was Joey's sms. It reads&lt;i&gt; &lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Eh I forgot the cake. I need to go back and tak&lt;/span&gt;e&lt;/i&gt;. I read it out aloud and Michelle stared at me. We stared at each other for a 3 seconds.&lt;b&gt; IT WAS SUPPOSE TO BE A SURPRISE FOR ME YOU SEE.&lt;/b&gt; Surprise number one was obviously a failure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Came Joey who then started screaming &lt;i style="color: magenta;"&gt;Yen, I really forgot to bring the cak&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="color: magenta;"&gt;e&lt;/i&gt;. Nak cover up lah you know. I was like &lt;i style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Okay, whatever&lt;/i&gt; and give them a stare. And then they went to&lt;b&gt; my&lt;/b&gt; living room and started discussing something when&lt;b&gt; I&lt;/b&gt; was sitting just &lt;b&gt;right at the second living room.&lt;/b&gt; They were whispering and all and told me to give them a moment&lt;b&gt; =.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;=' &lt;/b&gt;Then, Michelle drove us to Sunway Pyramid. Joey rapidly sat at the back seat all buckled up as fast as the lightning, allowing me to seat at the front passenger seat. On the way to Sunway Pyramid, Joey randomly screamed &lt;i style="color: magenta;"&gt;Oh I think I left the candles in my car! &lt;/i&gt;I gave them a stare again and they started giggling. Gone are the unsurprised surprise again. But nooo, Joey covered up by saying &lt;i style="color: magenta;"&gt;Really la Yen. I really forgot the cake. Monday I give you la&lt;/i&gt;. I ignored her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car park, Joey came down from the car with a big plastic bag which shaped like a box and have the word &lt;b&gt;Cake Sense &lt;/b&gt;(a bakery). I'm&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; 'sure&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;' that's not the cake. She was walking like a flamingo, hands on the back trying to hide the box as we walked into Sunway. I bust her by asking &lt;i style="color: #990000;"&gt;Joey, are you sure you going to walk like that the whole night? I saw the box already la okayyy..&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey started laughing and hand me the box.&lt;br /&gt;In the end,&lt;b&gt; I had to carry my own cake&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;-.-'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The both of them I tell you. *smack forehead*&lt;br /&gt;The surprise was truly &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;'unsurprising&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;But of course, that was made my day even more special.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Loves!! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh! Alas, the cake was used to celebrate our birthday :P&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I borrowed Michelle one of my tops to wear for the night. She look pretty don't you think? :)&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SsVqvarfSpI/AAAAAAAABOk/PFQ17NEUQ44/s1600-h/Image0661.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SsVqvarfSpI/AAAAAAAABOk/PFQ17NEUQ44/s320/Image0661.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SsVpXp_guVI/AAAAAAAABOE/6Nwk8Ba9n-4/s1600-h/Image0656.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SsVpXp_guVI/AAAAAAAABOE/6Nwk8Ba9n-4/s320/Image0656.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SsVpcVxnTiI/AAAAAAAABOU/ssnb135oFh0/s1600-h/Image0657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SsVpcVxnTiI/AAAAAAAABOU/ssnb135oFh0/s320/Image0657.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SsVp2YfLiFI/AAAAAAAABOc/H-RpmLl3egQ/s1600-h/Image0666.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SsVp2YfLiFI/AAAAAAAABOc/H-RpmLl3egQ/s320/Image0666.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/686140591098464992-7312692693099756198?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7312692693099756198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-to-us.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7312692693099756198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7312692693099756198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-birthday-to-us.html' title='Happy Birthday to... US?'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SsVqvarfSpI/AAAAAAAABOk/PFQ17NEUQ44/s72-c/Image0661.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-7423995427740170081</id><published>2009-10-01T00:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:27:31.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H1YEN1</title><content type='html'>I better not be infected with H1N1. It would be a joke then.&lt;br /&gt;I am coughing really badly and having a terrible flu. The sore throat?&lt;br /&gt;One word, agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need remedy, my remedy.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Back to work, Yen.&lt;br /&gt;It's piling up.&lt;br /&gt;I am randomly playing songs from the 1965 movie; Sound of Music.&lt;br /&gt;It's on replay you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Julie Andrews and Christopher Plumme&lt;/i&gt;r :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray so that I'll get well please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-7423995427740170081?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7423995427740170081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/h1yen1.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7423995427740170081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7423995427740170081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/10/h1yen1.html' title='H1YEN1'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-4410654411751968279</id><published>2009-09-29T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T05:43:24.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>To them, I'm thankful</title><content type='html'>Stick gave me two pair of socks and a starry shoelaces for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;The Yeo's sisters and Andrew gave me a pair of really cute flip flops.&lt;br /&gt;Mayling, Rachel, Julian, Yun Kat &amp;amp; others gave me an awesome crazy wild night.&lt;br /&gt;Kwong Yue and his bunch of friends were energetic and adorably funny.&lt;br /&gt;John was really thoughtful to willingly spend his evening just for my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Okaylah. Old already lar. 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With the google map and notes-taking, switching on the light to read the notes and me who constantly asked &lt;i&gt;oi.left or right?&lt;/i&gt;. May Ling and Rachel paid for dinner and surprised me with a tiramisu cake at the end. I was literally shock when the waitress came and started singing Happy Birthday. I screamed, and shocked the waitress. Haha.The cake was uberly delicious! The texture of the cake was so smooth and indeed one of the best tiramisu cake I've tasted. Rachel's boyfriend, Julian came and took us to Poppy later on. Again, to celebrate my birthday &amp;amp; Nicholas (Julian's friend) birthday.. There were like what, 15 of us there. Of course la we minum and goyang. No more details :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;And then the boys started throwing people into the pool. As much as you do not want to be thrown into the pool, you have no choice because all of the boys are strong and muscular. So crazy. Except for the part where those Indian parking guards forced us to pay RM30 just so that we could get out of the parking lot.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Twas a wild night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fetched Yun Kat and MayLing from Kelana Jaya. Head for dinner and then MOS. Met up with MayLing's cousin and his big bunch of friends. Left MOS at 2am and continue the night with Cocoa Banana. VIP some more, cause one of our friend's uncle owns Cocoa Banana. So Yun Kat, May Ling and I went gila again. Yun Kat got a combo from me; stepped and scratched him like several times. I feel so bad, but it was funny. So, sorry lar. Haha :P And then randomly, all those Cocoa Banana-ians sang Happy Birthday. They went all WOOOHHHOOOO, and PHEEWWIIITT and *applause* . I was like WAHH :) and I got this bouquet from one of the bartenders. The night ended with me staying over at May Ling's place. Ahh, I love my them larh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 straight nights in a row. fuuuhh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John and I went to the Curve to celebrate my birthday again. He decided to treat me for a feast in Bubba Gump. Such a dear :) And then we went for movie; The Ugly Truth.&amp;nbsp; So nice of him for willingly spending his time with me. Big hug to the John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-2982637966281048135?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2982637966281048135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-big-big-girl.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2982637966281048135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2982637966281048135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/09/im-big-big-girl.html' title='The Big 2-0 partays'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-412976338509413312</id><published>2009-09-14T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T09:35:09.476-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='95%'/><title type='text'>Clinging to every little thing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i want to know that i had already tried my hardest before i truly let go of everything, simply because i want no regrets. is this really the end? or am i being overly emotional and melancholic about this? i long for the latter. tell me that all this means nothing to you and i'll stop hoping. because hope is the only thing that kept me believing, till now. - i sat myself down, isolating myself from the others. wanting to slid it in between my fingers. wanting to placed it between my cracked, pale lips, inhale it, and patiently exhale, exhale all that sorrow. then, i'll really know the &lt;i&gt;joy? &lt;/i&gt;of it. &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;, still want to try. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then again, why am i filling myself with these unnecessary grief. so overrated right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;no, i'm not being exaggeratedly emo. pffft. i just choose to &lt;strike&gt;practice&lt;/strike&gt; self-censorship anymore.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;attended a workshop at 95% last sunday. it was a copy-writing workshop. leonard and two of our seniors were there as well. this fairly paled looking hand stretched upon us, greeting us with a warm &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Hello, we haven't officially met yet. I'm Janet Lee, and you must be Stephanie and Leonard&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/i&gt; aah. zee multi-award winner Janet Lee :) such a warm, jovial and humble person. that workshop which lasted for 3 hours really gave me an insight on what copy-writing and advertising are all about. i truly learned a lot from her and the others. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures taken after lunch. inspired by zheng the joo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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I like how the strumming of the guitar and the gentle paced melody makes me feel calm. Everything fits even better when Jack Johnson sings. Sigh. I have been a zombie for the past week. I shall not fret about it because I know it's all worth it in the end :) I will step up and start shining. It's my time now. And more sleepless night to come because I want everything to be perfect. Every morning my eyes sting because it demands for more rest. But then again, my perseverance will reward me.&amp;nbsp; Two essays, one quiz, one major presentation and shooting/editing video awaits me next week. I am somewhat excited about it? :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This semester is &lt;i&gt;so so&lt;/i&gt; larh. I have been hopping around the different cliques in my class. This gang, and that gang, and then this gang again. At least I know there's some good classmates around, even when your closest friend decided to turn his back on you, even after all the effort. Oh well, people change. Even if you think you know that person inside out, they still change.&amp;nbsp;The trust, the love, the bond, the memories. &lt;i&gt;Now, I learn to say goodbye to everything I knew.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I want to smack you into pieces and plant your head at Mars.&amp;nbsp; If you really enjoy talking bout me, go ahead and broadcast it live on the cable then. Why wasting time telling it to others and then play in angel in front of me. Err hello, please don't act like you really know me when you really don't&amp;nbsp; And please, if you think you're&amp;nbsp; blessed with a very pretty face, you need to dig your brains out. The worst is when you really open your mouth and started yapping. It's really annoying. I mean have you tried listening to yourself? I'm sure you didn't because you even look like you don't own a mirror. Stop all the innocence act&amp;nbsp; &amp;amp; words you enjoy telling to&amp;nbsp; every stranger just to make yourself look good. Don't you get tired talking trash bout me? or even talking bout me? Well, I cannot blame you if you don't, because that's all you're good at. You have no idea how much I would love to not loath you. But every single day, you made it even harder for me to not loath you. My hand should have landed on your face previously, when you were so emotional and had fund spilling the entire blames on me.And I did nothing, not even a single defend from my side. Let me remind you just in case you forgot what you did/ or even still not realise. all the trash talk, the twisted fact, the gossip, the bullshit lies, the cynical remarks. A round of applause for you for being a wonderful manipulator. Sorry, if you think I am writing this out of jealousy, err hell no. You are the last person I would envy. This finally comes out because you are just that loathsome and urggh to me. I don't mind even if this takes me a step closer to hell. I just regretted that I failed to defend myself when I had to because I was trying to be bigger person, the understanding one. But now, you're stepping all over me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I have never loath/dislike anyone to this extent before. You definitely broke the record by being the first. T here, I honor you with a ticket to Mars. I beg you with all my might to take it.Forgiveness has never took me this long, and this hard.You truly provided me a challenge in the mannerism of forgiveness.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleep. Another sleepless week to come. My eyes get smaller everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Yen can do it, hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-6333413864281266421?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6333413864281266421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/09/world-i-know-seems-peculiar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6333413864281266421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6333413864281266421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/09/world-i-know-seems-peculiar.html' title='The world I know seems peculiar'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-1259793773331931276</id><published>2009-08-31T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T06:56:51.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring in September, baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpvSPSRXJnI/AAAAAAAABKU/piU1-QvssdI/s1600-h/n1030470937_30160460_9402.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpvSPSRXJnI/AAAAAAAABKU/piU1-QvssdI/s320/n1030470937_30160460_9402.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;then;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;a year ago.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpvTWpMmvZI/AAAAAAAABKs/LXgVz28KqiE/s1600-h/Image0579.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpvTWpMmvZI/AAAAAAAABKs/LXgVz28KqiE/s320/Image0579.jpg" style="cursor: move;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;today.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;a year back, my merdeka celebration was with them, and so was this year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;the kampar boy, the subang girl &amp;amp; the bangi dude. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;what would next year brings ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;aahh, i love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-1259793773331931276?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1259793773331931276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/08/merdeka.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1259793773331931276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1259793773331931276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/08/merdeka.html' title='Bring in September, baby!'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpvSPSRXJnI/AAAAAAAABKU/piU1-QvssdI/s72-c/n1030470937_30160460_9402.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-8376662324632212508</id><published>2009-08-26T00:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T11:58:31.209-07:00</updated><title type='text'>H1YEN1 gave us a night to remember</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;16 of us went for dinner, a steamboat. To be exact, it was actually &lt;b&gt;16 &lt;/b&gt;communication students went for steamboat. The funny thing is, we quarantined for a week. Our campus was shut down due to H1YEN1. We were suppose to stay away from each other, but there we were, went high on steamboat. And it was the most hysterical dinner ever. Everyone was so vain that night. Camwhoring around the place. The people and the waiters there were literally observing us.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Last night: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;1. &lt;b style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Joey &lt;/b&gt;was hopping around playing with Boon's camera.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;2.&lt;b style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; Boon&lt;/b&gt; talked TOO much that night I almost want to whack him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;3. &lt;b style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Eggmo&lt;/b&gt; (Michelle Soh) was the only one I see worrying about the leftovers in the pot. She was like 'Eh got some more, got some more', and 'another round another round'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;4. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Woei &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;kept filling our bowls with food.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;5. &lt;b style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Edmund &lt;/b&gt;was too full to move, that he cannot even lift up his hand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;6. &lt;b style="color: #351c75;"&gt;Leonard&lt;/b&gt; is a hippo and&amp;nbsp; went all grumpy on Boon for making him look ugly in pictures.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;7. &lt;b style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;Kenneth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; sang Happy Birthday Malaysia with his gaya melebih all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;8. &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Manpreet&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is still skinny after stuffing herself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;9. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;Michelle Tam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; likes my top that night! Thanks! And I think she has a very addictive giggle. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;10. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #073763;"&gt;Elaine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;was so cute with her hairstyle. She had this ala primary school look with her two ponytails.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;11.&lt;b style="color: #4c1130;"&gt; Leh Bin&lt;/b&gt; and I went hiding under the table when they sang Happy Birthday Malaysia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;12. Oh My God there's so much more to write. Who did I miss? errm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;13. Oh, &lt;b&gt;Sudhan&lt;/b&gt;! :D Sudhan is vain and can really pose eh? Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;14.&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #38761d;"&gt;Nina&lt;/b&gt; looking all indie like with her head band thingy. She also sang Happy Birthday Malaysia although she's an Indonesian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;15. &lt;b style="color: magenta;"&gt;Dewi&lt;/b&gt; liked my top too! :) And she sang too along Happy Birthday Malaysia although she's an Indonesian. And Dewi was the first one to upload pictures on facebook, with editing and all. I was impressed. Lol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Here are some of the pictures. The rest are on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpTcmBi_g3I/AAAAAAAABJ0/10adIwVDmzY/s1600-h/Image0556.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpTcmBi_g3I/AAAAAAAABJ0/10adIwVDmzY/s320/Image0556.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;My eggmo :)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpTdJ4QYJ4I/AAAAAAAABKE/u5IcfX5F0rA/s1600-h/Image0561.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpTdJ4QYJ4I/AAAAAAAABKE/u5IcfX5F0rA/s320/Image0561.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Joey Kok!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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A figure who is highly recognized in the town, a man who left his wife and his 4 wonderful children behind. He will always be the role model I looked up to. The fact that his youngest son and daughter were my good friends for many years, wrenched me even more upon receiving the news. I hope that their family are coping up really well. Be strong okay. Thank you for all the free meals you always spent on me, thank you for all the invites I received on any of your special occasions, thank you for some of the advice you gave during my training years of swimming, and thank you for allowing me to be part of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle, this is a tribute, from me to you. May you rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, SuLin left for Indiana, U.S.A.  Our trip to the airport was somewhat dramatic. Akil, Leonard, Lei, Nakki and me drove to KLIA to send her off. She informed us that her flight was at 11.30 p.m.  So we decided to have our dinner first and then continue our way to the airport. It was 8.10pm at that time, until i receive her text saying she will be entering the departure hall at 9.30 pm. I became anxious. I hurried the rest of them to finish their dinner hurriedly. We then started our journey at 8.20pm. A text message from her again; this time saying that she will checked in at 9.00pm. Nakki rushed. He drive at 16o km/h. My poor myvi. And then 10 minutes later, another message from her. This time, it says 8.55pm. My face turned blue and my limbs felt somewhat cold. As emotionally as I am, I didn't want her to leave before bidding me goodbye. I told her to stall the person in charge in anyway she could. We reached the airport at 8.50pm. Nakki dropped us off at the arrival hall and Lei and I ran like the wind. We ran so fast, because we didn't want to miss our only chances of bidding our best friend off goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We were so close onto letting her go. When we had our eyes on her, we rushed and gave her a warm and tight hug. Moments later, she checked in. The rest of them were unfortunate, as they were only able to gave her a smile and a last wave of goodbye from above, through the glass shield.  So dramatic right? And I thought I could only see that in television. :D That was it, my best friend of 12 years is finally far apart from me. She is now on the other side of the world :) All the best in your future undertakings, sulin!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpJuch1SrXI/AAAAAAAABJM/pG2uiRn7veQ/s1600-h/Photo1872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpJuch1SrXI/AAAAAAAABJM/pG2uiRn7veQ/s320/Photo1872.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373478741803707762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's Lei and I vandalizing the trolley :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My trip to AMM-PANGG and Bangsar with Leonardo di Caplio was a  lunatic one. I warn you people ah, I can drive all the way there, I am truly a KL-ian now. HAHA :D I made so many u turns on that day that I cursed Ampang. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMMPANNG AMMPANG, come and give me PANNG.&lt;/span&gt; *mumbles* Leonard and I were in Ampang to shoot a video for a competition and also to go to Sony BMG to claim Leonard's prize money. Will tell you more bout it in the future post :D We then proceeded to Bangsar to attend a seminar in 95%, an advertising training  agency. It was worth attending though. Grace and Felicia were really friendly and kind to share all of their experience with us. And I'm sure Janet Lee was shocked to see only two present for that seminar. LOL. That long day ended when we reached home at 10pm :) Twas a long and rainy day, full with awesomeness! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpJudLtJ0iI/AAAAAAAABJU/OkKEEjq46UI/s1600-h/Photo1900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpJudLtJ0iI/AAAAAAAABJU/OkKEEjq46UI/s320/Photo1900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373478753043862050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/686140591098464992-262288850705661855?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/262288850705661855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/08/double-sadness.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/262288850705661855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/262288850705661855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/08/double-sadness.html' title='Double the sadness'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SpJuch1SrXI/AAAAAAAABJM/pG2uiRn7veQ/s72-c/Photo1872.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-593346003812906585</id><published>2009-08-16T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T03:25:58.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Bestfriend :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sofdy8u2nrI/AAAAAAAABIs/nwVOty6zxzE/s1600-h/n1030470937_30313426_9302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sofdy8u2nrI/AAAAAAAABIs/nwVOty6zxzE/s320/n1030470937_30313426_9302.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370504948028448434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One left.&lt;br /&gt;Today, another one is leaving.&lt;br /&gt;Now, only 5 left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sofd0sJjoGI/AAAAAAAABJE/uEbYPvrDU-A/s1600-h/6368_119653848504_598178504_2325705_813990_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sofd0sJjoGI/AAAAAAAABJE/uEbYPvrDU-A/s320/6368_119653848504_598178504_2325705_813990_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370504977936785506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*waves to the best friend*&lt;br /&gt;sarang hae yo!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sepetnie is off to KLIA later to send her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-593346003812906585?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/593346003812906585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/08/bye-bye-bestfriend.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/593346003812906585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/593346003812906585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/08/bye-bye-bestfriend.html' title='Bye Bye Bestfriend :)'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sofdy8u2nrI/AAAAAAAABIs/nwVOty6zxzE/s72-c/n1030470937_30313426_9302.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-2438021027956072344</id><published>2009-08-13T18:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:37:40.199-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cupcakes for constipation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I like to lick, cannot ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SoTNUQLbDTI/AAAAAAAABIk/mtOfsLHc_MM/s1600-h/IMG_6579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SoTNUQLbDTI/AAAAAAAABIk/mtOfsLHc_MM/s320/IMG_6579.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369642403556429106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These chocolate cupcakes can definitely cause constipation, because its chocolate, and chocolate and more chocolate. And eating with these amounts of cupcakes baked for Phing, she will not only get constiaption, but also nose bleed and maybe high fever. Haha. These were made last week, for Phing who has left for AIMST on pursueing her dream to be a doctor :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SoTFOvNIciI/AAAAAAAABGU/5_JYxATgVLY/s320/IMG_6635.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369633512712860194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SoTFPAbIzVI/AAAAAAAABGc/ZTqgOH0xUNM/s320/IMG_6653.JPG" style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369633517335006546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;That&lt;/span&gt; is Phing&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SoTMmt7G5CI/AAAAAAAABIM/mWs58Zvvy_I/s1600-h/IMG_6667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SoTMmt7G5CI/AAAAAAAABIM/mWs58Zvvy_I/s320/IMG_6667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369641621267080226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SoTNUCMa7LI/AAAAAAAABIc/AvocO0bYCqw/s1600-h/IMG_6670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SoTNUCMa7LI/AAAAAAAABIc/AvocO0bYCqw/s320/IMG_6670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369642399802518706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;these&lt;/span&gt; are the good friends&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-2438021027956072344?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2438021027956072344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/08/cupcakes-for-constipation.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2438021027956072344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2438021027956072344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/08/cupcakes-for-constipation.html' title='Cupcakes for constipation'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SoTNUQLbDTI/AAAAAAAABIk/mtOfsLHc_MM/s72-c/IMG_6579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-8312767111019239579</id><published>2009-07-23T02:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T08:44:16.934-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Godzilla(s) VS Sepet Princess</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the room was cozy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the comforter, pillow, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;bolster&lt;/span&gt; and the bed were all perfectly laid down,&lt;br /&gt;awaiting to be greet with my figure.&lt;br /&gt;everything was perfect (despite that &lt;a href="http://adakahpatut.blogspot.com/"&gt;SuLin&lt;/a&gt; was my roomate and she mumbles non-stop) until 3 godzilla's came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://boonboon2k2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boon&lt;/a&gt;, Justin and Edmund.&lt;br /&gt;well, only boon-zilla really has the feature of a godzilla &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;larh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other 2;&lt;br /&gt;just-zilla and ed-zilla resembles more of the baby godzillas?&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&lt;br /&gt;the godzillas were in for a mission;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;to snatch and invade my uttmost beloved bolster!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Smg3G2gOf6I/AAAAAAAABFw/Kkfzb6jbqCQ/s1600-h/IMG_8873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Smg3G2gOf6I/AAAAAAAABFw/Kkfzb6jbqCQ/s400/IMG_8873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361595947234000802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of sepet princess's sweet moments with tha' bolster :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgwAoswsuI/AAAAAAAABEg/OaoTHUZyv78/s1600-h/IMG_1842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgwAoswsuI/AAAAAAAABEg/OaoTHUZyv78/s400/IMG_1842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361588143867867874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;so the godzillas intruded sepet princess's fortress and pretended like they were all friendly and yada yada. giving reasons like they were sleepy, our room air-conditioner is cooler and wanting to play cards. see, Just-zilla even pretended like he was sleepy, reasoned me to lend him my bolster to be used as a pillow and invaded my bed. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he promised to return me my bolster, period.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgwBIkpOKI/AAAAAAAABEo/gxOtASdfYFU/s1600-h/IMG_1843.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgwBIkpOKI/AAAAAAAABEo/gxOtASdfYFU/s400/IMG_1843.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361588152423757986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and then, tadaa! here come his horribly stinky feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgxgJvlODI/AAAAAAAABFo/7oSZkqkco-w/s1600-h/IMG_1852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgxgJvlODI/AAAAAAAABFo/7oSZkqkco-w/s400/IMG_1852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361589784825641010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that's ed-zilla 'roaring' and just-zilla texting his troop for assistance.&lt;br /&gt;people, the war is about to begin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgwBVRPUPI/AAAAAAAABEw/_ZylCiGfVso/s1600-h/IMG_1844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgwBVRPUPI/AAAAAAAABEw/_ZylCiGfVso/s400/IMG_1844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361588155832029426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i demanded for the bolster back... and to no avail, my request was denied.&lt;br /&gt;?!?!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  these monsters are mean i tell you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgwCGm-UqI/AAAAAAAABFA/SnH5mjeN6lA/s1600-h/IMG_1845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgwCGm-UqI/AAAAAAAABFA/SnH5mjeN6lA/s400/IMG_1845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361588169076527778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the sepet princess fights back.&lt;br /&gt;she must save her bolster!&lt;br /&gt;(gosh, that sounded so cheesy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Smgxf3GtVjI/AAAAAAAABFg/WaFEEnuvzh4/s1600-h/IMG_1851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Smgxf3GtVjI/AAAAAAAABFg/WaFEEnuvzh4/s400/IMG_1851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361589779822368306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgxfcBvcDI/AAAAAAAABFY/1zxO2cdgXWw/s1600-h/IMG_1849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgxfcBvcDI/AAAAAAAABFY/1zxO2cdgXWw/s400/IMG_1849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361589772553777202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;and fight and fight.&lt;br /&gt;the godzillas were really strong i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;thanks to the amount of we ate in malacca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Smgxep0jWQI/AAAAAAAABFQ/SWG0jkOuxXQ/s1600-h/IMG_1848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Smgxep0jWQI/AAAAAAAABFQ/SWG0jkOuxXQ/s400/IMG_1848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361589759076686082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgxeT_WOhI/AAAAAAAABFI/Bb_vEp1F7rg/s1600-h/IMG_1847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgxeT_WOhI/AAAAAAAABFI/Bb_vEp1F7rg/s400/IMG_1847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361589753216383506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgwBhBumwI/AAAAAAAABE4/unBcPdizuFY/s1600-h/IMG_1846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmgwBhBumwI/AAAAAAAABE4/unBcPdizuFY/s400/IMG_1846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361588158988196610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Smg3HY83gRI/AAAAAAAABF4/pc0wJH6VGZc/s1600-h/IMG_1857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Smg3HY83gRI/AAAAAAAABF4/pc0wJH6VGZc/s400/IMG_1857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361595956480934162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just-zilla was defeated. he left the room because it was too cold :)&lt;br /&gt;one down, another one to go.&lt;br /&gt;that was when i decided to barge and attacked ed-zilla from the back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Smg3H3tJxwI/AAAAAAAABGA/dIfEq6ba8zE/s1600-h/IMG_1858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Smg3H3tJxwI/AAAAAAAABGA/dIfEq6ba8zE/s400/IMG_1858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361595964736521986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ed-zilla was defeated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; were defeated. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sepet princess won, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VICTORY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-8312767111019239579?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8312767111019239579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/godzillas-vs-sepet-princess.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/8312767111019239579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/8312767111019239579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/godzillas-vs-sepet-princess.html' title='Godzilla(s) VS Sepet Princess'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Smg3G2gOf6I/AAAAAAAABFw/Kkfzb6jbqCQ/s72-c/IMG_8873.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-4989065800398172530</id><published>2009-07-20T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T22:31:24.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rexona?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-333833779483f5d4" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D333833779483f5d4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330104290%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D269BAFE7217A6B169D0E45D89F940B9A7E377215.4433122E454AA0B8768EEE31AFA1D3978743B560%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D333833779483f5d4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9hvMN7oUFTBI-gWHVQgsTqpj_WE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D333833779483f5d4%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330104290%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D269BAFE7217A6B169D0E45D89F940B9A7E377215.4433122E454AA0B8768EEE31AFA1D3978743B560%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D333833779483f5d4%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D9hvMN7oUFTBI-gWHVQgsTqpj_WE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;before I blog about my trip,&lt;br /&gt;here's a 23 seconds video for viewing pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;boon playing pretend that I somehow 'raped' him. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;siok sendiri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah &lt;/span&gt;that dude.&lt;br /&gt;meanwhile,&lt;br /&gt;there's a scratch on edmund's arm because I accidentally scratched him with my nails earlier that day.&lt;br /&gt;and then justin thought edmund is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; noob to apply rexona on the scratch mark.&lt;br /&gt;tsktsk.&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/686140591098464992-4989065800398172530?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=333833779483f5d4&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4cc9aaef6e5ba41d&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4989065800398172530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/rexona.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4989065800398172530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4989065800398172530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/rexona.html' title='Rexona?'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-1352101034638585760</id><published>2009-07-20T07:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T07:39:39.859-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sneek Peek</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmR_rDcIFwI/AAAAAAAABEY/sYu7-dbchRQ/s1600-h/IMG_8852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmR_rDcIFwI/AAAAAAAABEY/sYu7-dbchRQ/s400/IMG_8852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360549834112112386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;will blog bout this soon&lt;br /&gt;sigh :)* what would i do without my cheeky little precious boys&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next up would be;&lt;br /&gt;my skating date and malacca trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--3 &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/686140591098464992-1352101034638585760?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1352101034638585760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/sneek-peek.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1352101034638585760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1352101034638585760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/sneek-peek.html' title='Sneek Peek'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmR_rDcIFwI/AAAAAAAABEY/sYu7-dbchRQ/s72-c/IMG_8852.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-6679614379051762664</id><published>2009-07-19T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T11:27:06.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepet and sepet reverse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Leithiga a/p Mohanachandran&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ooi Su Lin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;our friendship will be one of the pulchritudinous commodities I shall forever preserved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my two best friends will be leaving the country to embark in a journey to pursue and achieve their goals. i am more than content to know that they are on the right path in ensuing their dreams and hopes. i know you can do it, my dearest darlings! :) it is true; time flies when you have the time of your life. of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;leng chee kang&lt;/span&gt;, sulin's annoyingly adorable manner of ruining our sarcastic remarks/jokes, Lei's blustering and stentophonic sentiment and my junky sarcasm were the perfect uttmost ingredients in creating turbulent of laughters.  my meet up session with them last week at SS2 was merrily entertaining and comincally joyful.  ahh, they will certainly be missed even more when the time finally comes for them to leave Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;courtesy to SuLin who somehow enjoys taking candid shots. or else, there wouldn't be any pictures because I am seriously to busy bursting into chachination and laughter in our own conversation :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the pictures would be perfecto if that man was not sitting behind us. ish, he is annoying me. these are strips of how &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);"&gt;potong&lt;/span&gt; (lame versi Melayu) SuLin was that night. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; Yen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNNwO8eHWI/AAAAAAAABCo/ExrkgJhFMc0/s1600-h/Image0423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNNwO8eHWI/AAAAAAAABCo/ExrkgJhFMc0/s400/Image0423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360213472541810018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNPIB_g6qI/AAAAAAAABDg/QXNF3xeJNXs/s1600-h/Image0441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNPIB_g6qI/AAAAAAAABDg/QXNF3xeJNXs/s400/Image0441.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360214980893403810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Aiyoyo Yen! Can die wehh. This SuLin ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNPHxYzReI/AAAAAAAABDY/2Je4OBaMy7M/s1600-h/Image0437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNPHxYzReI/AAAAAAAABDY/2Je4OBaMy7M/s400/Image0437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360214976436061666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AIYOOOOOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; headache headache..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Sigh. I know I know. Dam potong right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNSuN-tRqI/AAAAAAAABEI/bSmV5UUtWik/s1600-h/Image0442.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNSuN-tRqI/AAAAAAAABEI/bSmV5UUtWik/s400/Image0442.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360218935481157282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Lei, my plan is; we ignore her kaw kaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the end, our ignorance towards SuLin's ultimately lame remarks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNStQO3jYI/AAAAAAAABDw/hqd7dM4I4uk/s1600-h/Image0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNStQO3jYI/AAAAAAAABDw/hqd7dM4I4uk/s400/Image0445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360218918905941378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... for one minute :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNSts5YVBI/AAAAAAAABD4/ayzDpQOmtTA/s1600-h/Image0444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNSts5YVBI/AAAAAAAABD4/ayzDpQOmtTA/s400/Image0444.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360218926600442898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-one minute ended-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNSt4KJcZI/AAAAAAAABEA/H_VqcljcwRc/s1600-h/Image0443.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNSt4KJcZI/AAAAAAAABEA/H_VqcljcwRc/s400/Image0443.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360218929623560594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lei, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; sepet reverse.&lt;br /&gt;Hee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNPHMc3p3I/AAAAAAAABDI/XvfYNF5OuHY/s1600-h/Image0435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNPHMc3p3I/AAAAAAAABDI/XvfYNF5OuHY/s400/Image0435.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360214966521014130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Arrrgggh! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNNwrayzyI/AAAAAAAABC4/XGE5hFeTpl8/s1600-h/Image0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNNwrayzyI/AAAAAAAABC4/XGE5hFeTpl8/s400/Image0425.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360213480185188130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Lame la you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Come on. You way lamerrrr lahh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNNwW7jh0I/AAAAAAAABCw/_ibrowQJZL0/s1600-h/Image0427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNNwW7jh0I/AAAAAAAABCw/_ibrowQJZL0/s400/Image0427.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360213474685454146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yes, she is that adorable!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNNviAqjDI/AAAAAAAABCY/2ohaHlgF9Jk/s1600-h/Image0422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNNviAqjDI/AAAAAAAABCY/2ohaHlgF9Jk/s400/Image0422.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360213460479806514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNNv_fgO_I/AAAAAAAABCg/KKBaMOsx8Nc/s1600-h/Image0424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNNv_fgO_I/AAAAAAAABCg/KKBaMOsx8Nc/s400/Image0424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360213468393782258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNPGzITyOI/AAAAAAAABDA/OZBoJ8e3kTQ/s1600-h/Image0434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNPGzITyOI/AAAAAAAABDA/OZBoJ8e3kTQ/s400/Image0434.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360214959723890914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh. the bestfriends.&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/686140591098464992-6679614379051762664?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6679614379051762664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/sepet-and-sepet-reverse.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6679614379051762664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6679614379051762664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/sepet-and-sepet-reverse.html' title='Sepet and sepet reverse'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SmNNwO8eHWI/AAAAAAAABCo/ExrkgJhFMc0/s72-c/Image0423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-6278846660558864222</id><published>2009-07-13T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:28:14.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cause I don't care eh eh eh eh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I am literally cemented in Subang for almost 3 weeks already. It's amazing that I am able to pass my time being unproductive. I nominated myself; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zee pwincess of unproductive&lt;/span&gt;. My daily routine encompasses of dropping Jason off at college and then gym for maybe an hour or so. Breakfast  whilst reading the newspapers fits in next. The day continues with me glued onto the laptop until maybe 4 something. That's when Jason would ring me in order to fetch him back from college. May or may not cook dinner. Simple dishes like tom yam fried rice, ikan goreng or vegetables are the typical menu. Oh, the best dish so far was my mashed potato. With no intention of boasting, my mashed potatoes are enough to make you salivate :) Kenneth was the only fortunate one to be able to taste it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The evening goes on by watching television and more bonding sessions with my laptop. Sometimes, I end my day by reading. And the cycle continues the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, Su Lin will be dropping by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Phewww.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can drag her for shopping, food, movies and perhaps skating.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me entertain you with a few goofy images =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SlwzFY-yH0I/AAAAAAAABCQ/sQ-WGFYB8j8/s1600-h/Pity.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SlwzFY-yH0I/AAAAAAAABCQ/sQ-WGFYB8j8/s400/Pity.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358213824362192706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Slwy11uosLI/AAAAAAAABCI/xeJm1ayI964/s1600-h/Image0409.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Slwy11uosLI/AAAAAAAABCI/xeJm1ayI964/s400/Image0409.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358213557201186994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;If I was born a boy, I would be that good looking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*tsk tsk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blergh.&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-6278846660558864222?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6278846660558864222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/cause-i-dont-care-eh-eh-eh-eh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6278846660558864222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6278846660558864222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/cause-i-dont-care-eh-eh-eh-eh.html' title='Cause I don&apos;t care eh eh eh eh'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SlwzFY-yH0I/AAAAAAAABCQ/sQ-WGFYB8j8/s72-c/Pity.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-3237980730803865514</id><published>2009-07-06T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T07:23:31.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reborne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;05.07.09&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paralyzed. Helpless. Fragile. Shaky. Frightened. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;That day can never be forgotten. As much as I would love to erase it in any possible way, I know it is embedded in me, to be remembered and to be 'cherished'. I was admitted to the hospital that day. After three days of terrible diarrhea and vomiting, I consulted a private doctor who informed me that I am having a terrible gastric. Something something, I forgot whats it called. I was told to stay away from cold/gassy drinks, acidic/sour food and oily food. At that point, I would nod my head to anything because the diarrhea and vomiting had been driving my crazy. Of sleepless night and dehydration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I took the medicine the doctor prescribed me with. 10 minutes later, my lungs was gasping for air. I tried breathing in as hard as I could, but oxygen just would not reach down to my lungs. I coughed and coughed. Every cough was agony. My chest hurt to the core. Every breathe I take reminded me of the past. How I struggled and survived each attack. But, that was many years ago, how is it possible to happen again? I called mom and she rushed home. She headed back to the clinic we visited earlier, but it was closed (it was a Sunday you see). My mom became absent minded. I tell you, mom being mom is no good at handling situation like this. She called dad and started getting agitated with him while I was on the other seat breathing for air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I was then rushed to the hospital,  to a room where I was immediately strapped on a respiratory oxygen mask with its tube plugged into a respiratory machine, pumping liquid-formed-drugs. My lungs eased slowly, as I inhaled strongly, through &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; oxygen mask. That mask weakens me.  I never wanted to be the weaker one. Never. I'll do anything to erase myself of that image. Therefore, the moment the nurse turned away, I unstrapped myself from the oxygen mask, and carefully supported it with my hands instead. With hope, it would at least revamp the image those patients and passerby have of me. Then, I would turned my head to the other side, hiding my face from my mom, hoping that she will not witness her daughter inhaling every breathe like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Two hours later, I was able to breathe on my own again. The doctor checked and later prescribed me my medicine. Finally, I was able to leave that pale, horrific room. I was more than rejoice, more than triumph, more than delightful. I wanted to step out as quickly as possible. Every step reminded me of the past, present and future. Flashback blurred me as I slowly fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;finally breathes again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p/s: And according to the doctor, that asthma attack(which had not been attacking me for many many years until that day) was nothing to do with the medicine the private doctor had prescribed me. Therefore, I am still down with a severe gastric. Urgh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And the amount of medicine, fuuuhhh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-3237980730803865514?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3237980730803865514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/reborne.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3237980730803865514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3237980730803865514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/reborne.html' title='Reborne'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-397486448510158183</id><published>2009-07-01T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T21:31:28.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;This ultimate regret is back to haunt me.&lt;br /&gt;I would do anything to erase it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-397486448510158183?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/397486448510158183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/397486448510158183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/397486448510158183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='?'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-7426384487253094084</id><published>2009-06-27T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:16:41.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>High 5!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Firstly, a moment of silence for the recent death concerning Michael Jackson, King of Pop. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Your presence shall be missed. Rest in peace Mr. Jackson. Your legacy shall forever more embed within us. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Okay..&lt;br /&gt;Sudah lama tak blog, sekarang bila nak blog, rasa weird.&lt;br /&gt;. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;To post, or not to post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bila baca blog orang, rasa macam ada tanggungjawab to post something.&lt;br /&gt;But then bila tulis, wahhhh, writer's block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_confused.gif" alt="confused" title="confused" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semester ended; like two weeks ago? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second year will only start a month later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little recap about what happened a while back,&lt;br /&gt;in no particular orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had flu for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;three &lt;/span&gt;weeks. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I thought I might be down with H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_eek.gif" alt="eek" title="eek" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my boy&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Sun Chin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; already.&lt;br /&gt;He left for UKM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZnGA4xHpI/AAAAAAAABBM/KuAF-o3isKg/s1600-h/Image0299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZnGA4xHpI/AAAAAAAABBM/KuAF-o3isKg/s400/Image0299.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352078560191389330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, I will miss the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Wei Ming&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chor Jaur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Chor Jaur&lt;/span&gt; will start working and the other one would go back to Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZse4YVRVI/AAAAAAAABB0/yOE-5zfS0zo/s1600-h/DSC02376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZse4YVRVI/AAAAAAAABB0/yOE-5zfS0zo/s400/DSC02376.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352084484962731346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZselQIzXI/AAAAAAAABBs/oRcoE9ru2v8/s1600-h/DSC00001+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZselQIzXI/AAAAAAAABBs/oRcoE9ru2v8/s400/DSC00001+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352084479828086130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attended the SEARCH Conference at Sheraton Subang Hotel a while back. The presenters were really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZPiBa9CEI/AAAAAAAAA_8/B_21XtblKJA/s1600-h/DSC_0038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZPiBa9CEI/AAAAAAAAA_8/B_21XtblKJA/s400/DSC_0038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352052653092046914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Except for some, whom I couldn't understand a single word they are uttering. Those from Russia, Thailand, Korean *sadly* and etc. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was like&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; har what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_rolleyes.gif" alt="rolleyes" title="rolleyes" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was truly a learning experience to be able to witness and be part of an international conference, listening to all those informative, intellectual and in depth discussion.&lt;br /&gt;Oh and another thing, they served good food &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZOwinjtkI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ZpDwwLmDJQ0/s1600-h/DSC_0064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZOwinjtkI/AAAAAAAAA_0/ZpDwwLmDJQ0/s400/DSC_0064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352051803009824322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Kevin something, no?&lt;br /&gt;I forgot his name since it was almost a month ago.&lt;br /&gt;He is some lawyer from the States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZcMke5EqI/AAAAAAAABAE/Ga8IeRt8Ess/s1600-h/DSC_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZcMke5EqI/AAAAAAAABAE/Ga8IeRt8Ess/s400/DSC_0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352066578197844642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Boon&lt;/span&gt;, one of the photographers during the two days conference.&lt;br /&gt;Photos credited to him and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Edmund.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZcNhE4HhI/AAAAAAAABAc/xiwymtrMmjc/s1600-h/IMG_6508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZcNhE4HhI/AAAAAAAABAc/xiwymtrMmjc/s400/IMG_6508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352066594463292946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZcM2kyPQI/AAAAAAAABAM/4kGAKAmVdJ8/s1600-h/IMG_7076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZcM2kyPQI/AAAAAAAABAM/4kGAKAmVdJ8/s400/IMG_7076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352066583054400770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot her name too.&lt;br /&gt;But she is really really smart.&lt;br /&gt;All I remember is she is from UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZcNS0FZeI/AAAAAAAABAU/-YLTw-iptZk/s1600-h/IMG_7074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZcNS0FZeI/AAAAAAAABAU/-YLTw-iptZk/s400/IMG_7074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352066590634763746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one, I remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Akil Yunus&lt;/span&gt;, Seremban (Malaysia).&lt;br /&gt;HAHAAHA &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, I was one of the 30 students chosen for a one day workshop with 8TV crew. Marion Counter came and shared her experience as a TV personility. That's when all the guys drooled over her. She really is a charming person though, astonishgly attractive too :) We were introduced to a few more crews of the 8TV, including CEO Ahmad Izham came and his boss whom I forgot his name. The main objective of this workshop was too present a fresh idea for 8TV's future television programme. We were grouped, guided and later presented  our ideas to Ahmad Idham at the end of the workshop. It was an honor to be able to present and sell our ideas to him though :) Three ideas were accepted at the end of the workshop; Leonard's group, my group and i forgot the other one.  However, Leonard and his group won themselves RM500 for protruding the best idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZfyRxWOkI/AAAAAAAABAk/eM9ZZRQ1LNA/s1600-h/DSC00042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZfyRxWOkI/AAAAAAAABAk/eM9ZZRQ1LNA/s400/DSC00042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352070524544891458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZfygD07II/AAAAAAAABAs/1-cT-aY1-FM/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 375px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZfygD07II/AAAAAAAABAs/1-cT-aY1-FM/s400/DSC00045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352070528380497026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They provided us with all these toys.&lt;br /&gt;Bubbles, soft toys, weird looking spectacles and etc.&lt;br /&gt;Creativity purposes &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;So fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Next, Leonard and a few of us joined a short film competition.&lt;br /&gt;*whispers I hope we win*&lt;br /&gt;Filming was fun la. But the short film will only allowed to be widely distributed later in July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZhk5U2ICI/AAAAAAAABA0/uQqTmhTLA5s/s1600-h/DSC00064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZhk5U2ICI/AAAAAAAABA0/uQqTmhTLA5s/s400/DSC00064.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352072493667852322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Leonard&lt;/span&gt;; producer and creator and &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Raffi&lt;/span&gt; the talented photographer, camera man&lt;br /&gt;and everything else concerning cameras and editing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZhlLuio2I/AAAAAAAABA8/Cl_zKe9HaQ0/s1600-h/DSC00068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZhlLuio2I/AAAAAAAABA8/Cl_zKe9HaQ0/s400/DSC00068.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352072498607465314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another part of the crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZhlWp91qI/AAAAAAAABBE/Rs65vRkocwM/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZhlWp91qI/AAAAAAAABBE/Rs65vRkocwM/s400/DSC00074.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352072501541066402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;assistant producer slash diva in bracket self-proclaimed actress&lt;/span&gt; bullied the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;cameraman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Also, SuLin's trip to Subang Jaya. She stayed for almost a week. Brought her her and there. Supper and yum char with my gang. Shopped till she drop. And met up session with May Ling and Leithiga in Sunway Pyramid :)&lt;br /&gt;We decided to get a photo in that booth thingy.&lt;br /&gt;So funny I tell you. It was our first time you see.&lt;br /&gt;And then the music started playing. Real fast tempo tune and then suddenly the machine would say &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;3,2,1 *snap*&lt;/span&gt; and then I would go &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HAR HAR?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would scream &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;the tune make me kan cheong lar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then Leithiga would &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;augh and laugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May Ling and Su Lin would just go around the booth in search for the perfect angle to have their pictures taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No pictures to upload. There were all in May Ling's and Su Lin's camera :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;World, I would like you to meet the new born&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Abrielle Lee&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;I don't know bout you, but I love babies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Babies are really beautiful and amazing :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZpH5QS22I/AAAAAAAABBk/00mZI5zehQA/s1600-h/Image0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZpH5QS22I/AAAAAAAABBk/00mZI5zehQA/s400/Image0373.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352080791525579618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/686140591098464992-7426384487253094084?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7426384487253094084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/06/high-5.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7426384487253094084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7426384487253094084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/06/high-5.html' title='High 5!!'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SkZnGA4xHpI/AAAAAAAABBM/KuAF-o3isKg/s72-c/Image0299.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-7311624552671841929</id><published>2009-05-01T22:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T22:09:47.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking all the rules when we get together</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfvqhSzZ16I/AAAAAAAAA_s/JLWQ2LC7aV4/s1600-h/image070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfvqhSzZ16I/AAAAAAAAA_s/JLWQ2LC7aV4/s400/image070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331112441627137954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My life can never be more flamboyant than these : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The Taylor's MassColympics&lt;/span&gt;. Was exhaunstingly exciting, despite the fact that my team got erm *coughkickedout* at the first round. But it's amazingly weird that the team right after us manage to get in to the 2nd round. Erm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hello?&lt;/span&gt; Oh, how can I forget this. I did rock climbing for the second time too. Woo. It reminded me of the adrenaline rush when I was half way dangling upthere, and how I strived myself to touch the flag at the peak. Fuuh. Chun-ted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; A group of  &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;machoistic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;boys yelled hysterically when they saw a cockcroach. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A cockcroach&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Goodness I tell you. Imagine this. You were upstairs, bathing peacefully in your bathroom, singing away. And then you heard them boys screaming downstairs. The first image which cross your mind would definitely be them boys fooling around as usual. Horrificly, after the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bathing-&amp;amp;-pretending-to-be-popstar-in-the-bathroom-session&lt;/span&gt;, you open your door and saw two of the most machoistic boys upstairs, one of them screaming as the other one giggles his ass off, yet the irony of it is, the giggling one the one who most terrified with the cockcroach. Whilst the other two downstairs filled their hands with spraying pesticide and a stack of newspapers, turning my house upside down with the mission of killing that insect. Still, I love my boys like that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; A pleasant meet-up session with SuLin :) How she shopped and tried on clothes, how we bloated ourselves with dinner in Manhattan Fish Market, how we sang aloud in the restaurant ignoring the eyes which stares at us :) Oh, it was fun alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Leonard threw me in for a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;treasure hunt&lt;/span&gt; organized by the Christian Fellowship society. My team lost. I blame KeeTat :) Hellooo, this dude had the time to stop, and bought himself a can of 100 plus while Aaron and I were running like chickens to the next base wth. Lol. Whereas my other team member Jesslyn, was always no where to be found, but somehow the four of us managed to reach the next base together. Bizarely funny in a way &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt; Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Dinner and window shopping with my old man Eng Tien can never be more&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;electrifying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (literally) and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blur&lt;/span&gt; :/ Dia sangat blur lah I tell you, in an adorable way that is :) And also my lunch date with Soon Han a few days later, was satisfyingly full. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carl's Junior&lt;/span&gt; for brunch okay. Life's good &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_biggrin.gif" alt="biggrin" title="biggrin" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;  My&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; outings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with Kenneth and Leonard. Of conquering the skating park and playground, and having a picnic on a blisful evening accompanied by a bottle of&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; cheap&lt;/span&gt; sparkling juice, snacks and bubbles :) &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;The sky was at its perfect, and the wind whispers as we dance around the garden, blowing bubbles for all to embrace&lt;/span&gt;. Times like these are what I wish to engrave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sfvo8FfX_VI/AAAAAAAAA_c/GaUX0qjy1Fk/s1600-h/Photo0815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sfvo8FfX_VI/AAAAAAAAA_c/GaUX0qjy1Fk/s400/Photo0815.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331110702886681938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dionne's barbecue&lt;/span&gt; was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;literally&lt;/span&gt;. Hello, its barbecue? lol. Of Evonne's persistence of bullying me and how Kenneth's sweat dripped onto the barbecue pit as he fans the fire, made the chicken tasted awfully delicious. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; Oh Oh. Vandalism has never been more fun. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I vandalized Aaron Teh's car &lt;/span&gt;:) And he is loving it. LOL &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_razz.gif" alt="razz" title="razz" width="15" height="15" /&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/686140591098464992-7311624552671841929?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7311624552671841929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/05/breaking-all-rules-when-we-ge-together.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7311624552671841929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7311624552671841929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/05/breaking-all-rules-when-we-ge-together.html' title='Breaking all the rules when we get together'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfvqhSzZ16I/AAAAAAAAA_s/JLWQ2LC7aV4/s72-c/image070.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-5431985485544356815</id><published>2009-04-29T07:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T11:58:40.417-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Now's my turn to watch you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3 Sekawan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other part of my life is colored by them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfhoaYL-rYI/AAAAAAAAA-8/PnpK50pwVdU/s1600-h/Image0259.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfhoaYL-rYI/AAAAAAAAA-8/PnpK50pwVdU/s400/Image0259.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330124961371565442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfhoL7h9jsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/rg7UfxTA4pY/s1600-h/Image0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfhoL7h9jsI/AAAAAAAAA-0/rg7UfxTA4pY/s400/Image0223.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330124713160969922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SftFh9dDIpI/AAAAAAAAA_E/edch8LHuP3c/s1600-h/Photo0791.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SftFh9dDIpI/AAAAAAAAA_E/edch8LHuP3c/s400/Photo0791.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330931033657516690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SftGMjylfHI/AAAAAAAAA_U/OMzZhRLC3wA/s1600-h/Photo0794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SftGMjylfHI/AAAAAAAAA_U/OMzZhRLC3wA/s400/Photo0794.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330931765502901362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfhnuEzYbDI/AAAAAAAAA-k/ZyqbEvacK4U/s1600-h/Photo0823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfhnuEzYbDI/AAAAAAAAA-k/ZyqbEvacK4U/s400/Photo0823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330124200253877298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sfhnlmk0nTI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ozH7lElYYOM/s1600-h/Photo0804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sfhnlmk0nTI/AAAAAAAAA-c/ozH7lElYYOM/s400/Photo0804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330124054700793138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfhnedB2mxI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Au7u5fZ_4q4/s1600-h/Photo0809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfhnedB2mxI/AAAAAAAAA-U/Au7u5fZ_4q4/s400/Photo0809.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330123931879119634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfhnXcJ2pII/AAAAAAAAA-M/bor5QD2tmI0/s1600-h/Image0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfhnXcJ2pII/AAAAAAAAA-M/bor5QD2tmI0/s400/Image0266.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330123811385156738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/686140591098464992-5431985485544356815?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5431985485544356815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-sekawan.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5431985485544356815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5431985485544356815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/04/3-sekawan.html' title='Now&apos;s my turn to watch you'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SfhoaYL-rYI/AAAAAAAAA-8/PnpK50pwVdU/s72-c/Image0259.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-1916419294278212801</id><published>2009-04-23T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:35:21.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn it</title><content type='html'>I am annoyed because of my Media Literacy result!! Which leads me onto losing the opportunity to present in an international conference called SEARCH, the South East Asean Research in Communication and Humanity. You see, what happened was, our lecturer had chosen her speakers based on the result of the test she have us last week. And I only scored averagely.  And according to her, my analysis was very good yet my point to support my analysis was not evident enough. So yes, there goes my opportunity to present in that international conference. I want it so badly actually, because I know I can do it. Oh wells, I screwed up that paper. Sigh. It's not my time yet I guess. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cry.gif" alt="cry" title="cry" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet, congratulations to 10 of my classmates who were chosen to share the same stage with scholars and professors around the world. Go rock the world classmates!! I'll be there to support every one of you &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_biggrin.gif" alt="biggrin" title="biggrin" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have troubles with Media Literacy I tell you. My grades were good for every subject except this. URGH. why why why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things had been preety messy lately. Semester break starting, despite the overload of assignments. Met a lot of new friends, like them yet loving the old friends even more now. A few of the familiar faces of the class becomes closer at heart. Yes, life is preety good right now......&lt;br /&gt;...except for Media Literacy!!&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mad.gif" alt="mad" title="mad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-1916419294278212801?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1916419294278212801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/04/damn-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1916419294278212801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1916419294278212801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/04/damn-it.html' title='Damn it'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-4513258277615349829</id><published>2009-04-16T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T09:55:35.800-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The picture of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we did this week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being total boobs in lecture class.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SedS9Yvl9xI/AAAAAAAAA9M/AH6h_Jbgu8U/s1600-h/Chun.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SedS9Yvl9xI/AAAAAAAAA9M/AH6h_Jbgu8U/s400/Chun.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325316298956470034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SedSRG6cXwI/AAAAAAAAA9E/d0vcjBy4P7w/s1600-h/Boon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SedSRG6cXwI/AAAAAAAAA9E/d0vcjBy4P7w/s400/Boon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325315538255896322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SedTaDhpZTI/AAAAAAAAA9U/1deMSjFfOZw/s1600-h/Image0101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SedTaDhpZTI/AAAAAAAAA9U/1deMSjFfOZw/s400/Image0101.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325316791477036338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;A Malay theme fine-dining experience with Leonard and Kenneth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SedNoXFClpI/AAAAAAAAA8I/tDtWe_MMqQM/s1600-h/Image0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SedQxJA01DI/AAAAAAAAA8s/8Lx6ycaGacc/s400/Image0142.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325313889552094258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swimming with my ultimately lame Michelle Chun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SedRxUyxJXI/AAAAAAAAA88/9EvhmvkFq8U/s1600-h/Image0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SedRxUyxJXI/AAAAAAAAA88/9EvhmvkFq8U/s400/Image0156.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325314992225985906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catch up session with Akil and Leonard.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SedXF6aYP2I/AAAAAAAAA90/xu4ZJTO2jSk/s1600-h/Image0158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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we silently wiped the tears which streamed down our cheeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Fuuh. A breather finally, a short one that is which untangles me from all the hu-ha for the mean time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Highlight of the week: &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Justin is my new Personal Assistant &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" title="mrgreen" height="15" alt="mrgreen" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as seen, I had been going around on MSN and facebook with various names that Raffy thought I had a personality disorder &lt;img class="emoticon" title="confused" height="15" alt="confused" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_confused.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: I was &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Ahmad&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Mat Rempit&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Khatijah&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Nurul Yenn&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; so the fact that I wanted to be a Malay for the day had me intiating conversations in Bahasa Melayu. It was really hilarious because friends became annoyed at me for replying them in BM. They wanted to bash me up, literally &lt;img class="emoticon" title="mrgreen" height="15" alt="mrgreen" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0)"&gt;Akil&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Yen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;U dah memeluk Islam ke? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;OH. assalamualaikum kekanda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;bukan la. Saya cuma ingin memartabatkan lagi bahasa kebangsaan kita. kan kita nie di bawah penjajahan najib.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Najib boleh cium buntut saya la. See how weird that sounds.So, stop..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Kekanda, jikalau tidak salah saya, anda adalah melayu buka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;n.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Macam manakah celebrasi hari jadi anda dengan keluarga anda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;celebrasi? dari manakah anda dengar perkataan itu? Yang setahu saye tidak exist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Saya tak tau celebrasi dalam BM lar. U lagi teruk, exist dalam BM ialah WUJUD. Ya rabi anak yunus, anda adalah objek yang memalukan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;HAHAHA. Saya bukan objek la saudari Yen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ADINDA LA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Okay fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Apakah itu Okay fine?Adakah itu sejenis binatang? HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" title="mrgreen" height="15" alt="mrgreen" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0)"&gt;Leonard&lt;/span&gt;;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Yen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Bila nak masuk Islam. Jangan lupa jemut aku pi kenduri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Assalamualaikum kekanda :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;walaikumsalam dayang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;beta ingin sangat bersantapkan mi itali di tony romas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;mee itali? adakah ia sejenis binatang?HAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Saye sepak you.Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,102,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Jangan disepak ikan yu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Haha. Oh. ada sense of humor. Saya suka :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" title="mrgreen" height="15" alt="mrgreen" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;Trivia question:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Apakah LOL versi Mealyu? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I watched &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;Talentime&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" title="biggrin" height="15" alt="biggrin" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_biggrin.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sd3WvF6o1nI/AAAAAAAAA7w/resqtCiyq1A/s1600-h/talentime+final_424x600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322646439152113266" style="WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sd3WvF6o1nI/AAAAAAAAA7w/resqtCiyq1A/s400/talentime+final_424x600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It was so kind of Michelle T. to wait for me because I arrived late during that movie date with the classmates. &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;The movie was superb &lt;/span&gt;although certain scenes were too draggy and overly exaggerated dramatified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I flooded the cinema with my tears and tissues watching that movie. Michelle T. and I were sobbing in silent as we wiped our cheeks, making sure that the guy next to me weren't laughing at us for crying.&lt;br /&gt;The lyrics was&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; fantastic.&lt;/span&gt; The songs were the reasons why I teared badly.&lt;br /&gt;Malaysians are indeed talented and have the capability to produce quality productions after all :)&lt;br /&gt;Movies like this are worth every penny.&lt;br /&gt;And I am more than willing to spend my money and cry again.&lt;br /&gt;Plus, Mahesh and Kahoe were some of the hunks girls can drool at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I have this thing for Kahoe&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sd3XqJ4A_UI/AAAAAAAAA8A/jyjmGl6rFL4/s1600-h/3032703461_63cf65ac0a_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322647453827136834" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sd3XqJ4A_UI/AAAAAAAAA8A/jyjmGl6rFL4/s400/3032703461_63cf65ac0a_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sd3Xj_6o2vI/AAAAAAAAA74/vDwSEkKE7dY/s1600-h/3032703453_a25ee465ef_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322647348074568434" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 180px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sd3Xj_6o2vI/AAAAAAAAA74/vDwSEkKE7dY/s400/3032703453_a25ee465ef_m.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Howard Hon Kahoe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" title="biggrin" height="15" alt="biggrin" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_biggrin.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, in my opinion, Pamela Choong who played Melur in the movie was very much agitating to my eyes. &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;She is not a Melur-material lah.&lt;/span&gt; Her acting and portrayal in the movie was not adequate enough.&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe, she was just not the right figure to play Melur I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;But again, Yasmin Ahmad most probably have her reasons why Pamela was chosen for the role.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, she can't pleases everyone I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My foot is in deep pain now. I hurt myself during badminton. No wait, &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;I fell.&lt;/span&gt; My feet was off-balance at that point. So, &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ga-dush lah&lt;/span&gt;. And this gave Justin and Edmund the oppotunity to get a good laugh off me. Urgh &lt;img class="emoticon" title="evil" height="15" alt="evil" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_evil.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sd3Vd7zw0pI/AAAAAAAAA7o/eW6oFxvPV04/s1600-h/Image0081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322645044869517970" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sd3Vd7zw0pI/AAAAAAAAA7o/eW6oFxvPV04/s400/Image0081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;My superbly lame Chun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" title="wink" height="15" alt="wink" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_wink.gif" width="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-8647874405802984799?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8647874405802984799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-silently-wiped-tears-which-streamed.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/8647874405802984799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/8647874405802984799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/04/we-silently-wiped-tears-which-streamed.html' title='&amp; we silently wiped the tears which streamed down our cheeks'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sd3WvF6o1nI/AAAAAAAAA7w/resqtCiyq1A/s72-c/talentime+final_424x600.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-7781701567889653880</id><published>2009-04-03T01:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T03:45:11.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bass overload; They got that boom boom pow</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The main characters for this week are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXeQ-THV_I/AAAAAAAAA6o/H-GsBEWPsdI/s1600-h/Image0066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXeQ-THV_I/AAAAAAAAA6o/H-GsBEWPsdI/s400/Image0066.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320402917990553586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Su Lin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXfhjg6wHI/AAAAAAAAA6w/CGBcjatEKvE/s1600-h/IMG_8296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 362px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXfhjg6wHI/AAAAAAAAA6w/CGBcjatEKvE/s400/IMG_8296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320404302370095218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Akil Yunus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shots for badminton sessions: Courtesy of &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boonboon2k2.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Boon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; and his DSLR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Badminton sessions with the boys for the past two weeks were excitingly sweaty and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXhSZ81NmI/AAAAAAAAA7A/BuHfqhelkBw/s1600-h/3406539119_f56714fce6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 336px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXhSZ81NmI/AAAAAAAAA7A/BuHfqhelkBw/s400/3406539119_f56714fce6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320406241128035938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy trashing &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Justin's&lt;/span&gt; ass every week &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_biggrin.gif" alt="&lt;span class=" error="" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXhDKeJ7CI/AAAAAAAAA64/wsStv4XyRaE/s1600-h/IMG_8217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 343px; height: 257px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXhDKeJ7CI/AAAAAAAAA64/wsStv4XyRaE/s400/IMG_8217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320405979274800162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Boon&lt;/span&gt; never fails to entertain me whenever he return my stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXd7kg8LFI/AAAAAAAAA6g/-JPQw0ViHx8/s1600-h/IMG_8202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXd7kg8LFI/AAAAAAAAA6g/-JPQw0ViHx8/s400/IMG_8202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320402550291967058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt; would make exaggerative audio effects whenever she misses the shuttlecock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week badminton session was slightly different.&lt;br /&gt;Why so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Rocket-shooting level of testosterone I must say&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="&lt;span class=" error="" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and I has the opportunity to gaze at other guys as they stroked and smashed the shuttlecock with full force and style :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;highlight&lt;/span&gt; of this week would be &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my oh-so-beloved kekanda&lt;/span&gt; 20th birthday,&lt;span style="display: block; font-weight: bold;" id="htmlbar_undefined" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="'CheckFormatting(event);(function()" rich_edit=" document.getElementById(" rich_body=" rich_edit.contentDocument.getElementsByTagName(" class="on" src="%5C" width="\" height="\" alt="\" title="cool"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Akil Yunus :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="htmlbar_undefined" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="'CheckFormatting(event);(function()" rich_edit=" document.getElementById(" rich_body=" rich_edit.contentDocument.getElementsByTagName(" class="on" src="http://www.blogger.com/%5C" width="\" height="\" alt="\" title="cool"&gt;&lt;img src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_cool.gif" alt="cool" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="htmlbar_undefined" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="'CheckFormatting(event);(function()" rich_edit=" document.getElementById(" rich_body=" rich_edit.contentDocument.getElementsByTagName(" class="on" src="%5C" width="\" height="\" alt="\" title="cool"&gt;What happened was:&lt;br /&gt;On the 1st of April, Michelle and I conned Akil by telling him that we need to talk to him badly over certain personal issues.&lt;br /&gt;A date between Akil and us was set;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time:9.30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Location: Mentari Court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelle and I wrapped his present (a long-sleeve top), wrote him a card, and presented him a mango.&lt;br /&gt;Yes. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;A mango.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXco1eVXrI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/4jqmhPX76ck/s1600-h/Image0049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXco1eVXrI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/4jqmhPX76ck/s400/Image0049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320401128915295922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="htmlbar_undefined" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="'CheckFormatting(event);(function()" rich_edit=" document.getElementById(" rich_body=" rich_edit.contentDocument.getElementsByTagName(" class="on" src="%5C" width="\" height="\" alt="\" title="cool"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXXpWDsnaI/AAAAAAAAA54/erfeOKdY4ag/s1600-h/Image0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXXpWDsnaI/AAAAAAAAA54/erfeOKdY4ag/s400/Image0048.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320395640103804322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="htmlbar_undefined" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="'CheckFormatting(event);(function()" rich_edit=" document.getElementById(" rich_body=" rich_edit.contentDocument.getElementsByTagName(" class="on" src="%5C" width="\" height="\" alt="\" title="cool"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="&lt;span class=" error="" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="htmlbar_undefined" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="'CheckFormatting(event);(function()" rich_edit=" document.getElementById(" rich_body=" rich_edit.contentDocument.getElementsByTagName(" class="on" src="%5C" width="\" height="\" alt="\" title="cool"&gt;When Akil was walking towards my car, he looked so focused because he seriously thought that we girls were in deep trouble.&lt;br /&gt;And then out of no where,we screamed;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AKIL!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akil was literally shocked and very much overwhelmed.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't expect us to surprise him on the 1st of April because he will only turn 20 on the 3rd of April :)&lt;br /&gt;He thanked us with a sincere tight hug and a wide smile on his face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Love you Sunshine &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXcLNQMb_I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/qbXB1TmHw00/s1600-h/Image0053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXcLNQMb_I/AAAAAAAAA6Q/qbXB1TmHw00/s400/Image0053.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320400619902365682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="htmlbar_undefined" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="'CheckFormatting(event);(function()" rich_edit=" document.getElementById(" rich_body=" rich_edit.contentDocument.getElementsByTagName(" class="on" src="%5C" width="\" height="\" alt="\" title="cool"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXaDmCxiBI/AAAAAAAAA6A/v5-AcuLcFnc/s1600-h/Image0058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXaDmCxiBI/AAAAAAAAA6A/v5-AcuLcFnc/s400/Image0058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320398290094753810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="htmlbar_undefined" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="'CheckFormatting(event);(function()" rich_edit=" document.getElementById(" rich_body=" rich_edit.contentDocument.getElementsByTagName(" class="on" src="%5C" width="\" height="\" alt="\" title="cool"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_smile.gif" alt="smile" title="smile" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="display: block;" id="htmlbar_undefined" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="'CheckFormatting(event);(function()" rich_edit=" document.getElementById(" rich_body=" rich_edit.contentDocument.getElementsByTagName(" class="on" src="%5C" width="\" height="\" alt="\" title="cool"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that, Su Lin and I managed to met up and catch up with each other.&lt;br /&gt;We exchange stories and share about the happenings in our life.&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Secret Recipe because she wanted cake for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Can you believe her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cake, for lunch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_eek.gif" alt="eek" title="eek" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She ordered,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXiyG95a-I/AAAAAAAAA7I/11XdWnrSY5A/s1600-h/Image0077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXiyG95a-I/AAAAAAAAA7I/11XdWnrSY5A/s400/Image0077.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320407885299674082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Carrot slice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXjIQAlQ2I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/rKBO7Qj7xws/s1600-h/Image0062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 260px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXjIQAlQ2I/AAAAAAAAA7Q/rKBO7Qj7xws/s400/Image0062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320408265683977058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&amp;amp; high-fibre cheese cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, she was unable to finish her carrot slice.LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="&lt;span class=" error="" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXjlEtGOsI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/j4zQEqFihCU/s1600-h/Image0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; 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They got that boom boom pow'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SdXeQ-THV_I/AAAAAAAAA6o/H-GsBEWPsdI/s72-c/Image0066.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-6324993183106339089</id><published>2009-03-29T00:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T02:07:04.277-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For one moment, I was convinced that I was not in Taiping</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sc838zn29JI/AAAAAAAAA5w/PtP-NrK0GQc/s1600-h/Image0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 353px; height: 285px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sc838zn29JI/AAAAAAAAA5w/PtP-NrK0GQc/s400/Image0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318531202736911506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The day where Taiping drivers actually experience bumper to bumper crawl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Yea. I felt that I was in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;USJ&lt;/span&gt; or something.&lt;br /&gt;Taiping,  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;massive traffic jam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;????&lt;/span&gt; &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_eek.gif" alt="eek" title="eek" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, those two phrases&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; don't go together&lt;/span&gt; okay.&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt;, in my history of residing in Taiping, experienced a ride out to the town, which took approximately 1 and a half hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sc83smSoI6I/AAAAAAAAA5o/VKSq1nVqtio/s1600-h/Image0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sc83smSoI6I/AAAAAAAAA5o/VKSq1nVqtio/s400/Image0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318530924280292258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, in order to reach the town, the journey from my house usually takes only 5-10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Today, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;it was not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We left the house at 11.45, but we only reached the town at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.00p.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the roads were blocked leaving us &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;inaccessible&lt;/span&gt; to town and the overflowing cars just made the situation worst.&lt;br /&gt;Dam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-ted&lt;/span&gt; right.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Perak&lt;/span&gt; by-election campaign that is and also the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cheng&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Beng&lt;/span&gt; festival.&lt;br /&gt;No, wait. I still blame the by-election campaign.&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mad.gif" alt="mad" title="mad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was so impatient at that time that I wanted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;wallap&lt;/span&gt; all those supporters and campaigners. And also all the overweight police officers there &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_evil.gif" alt="evil" title="evil" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;parties's&lt;/span&gt; supporters were so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;semangat&lt;/span&gt;. Flags and posters were everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;Mat &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Rempits&lt;/span&gt; were also there with their &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;semangat&lt;/span&gt; yang &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;berkobar&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kobar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;They were &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rempit-ing&lt;/span&gt; with either BN flags or the Opposition flags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sc82jUE6h3I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/GR_Bfga5DXc/s1600-h/Image0027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 288px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sc82jUE6h3I/AAAAAAAAA5Q/GR_Bfga5DXc/s400/Image0027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318529665260488562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, latest strategy, printed masks of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;representated&lt;/span&gt; leader, wear it &amp;amp; walked around with it. Like those &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Ultraman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mask, now we have the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;BN&lt;/span&gt; and the Opposition version too. I know, people gets so creative these days &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sc83NARqWKI/AAAAAAAAA5g/t6GIDu1QIv4/s1600-h/Image0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 344px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sc83NARqWKI/AAAAAAAAA5g/t6GIDu1QIv4/s400/Image0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318530381499750562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;PKR's even have those mini-umbrellas for their people okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_biggrin.gif" alt="biggrin" title="biggrin" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, thanks to this&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; massive traffic jam&lt;/span&gt;, I am finally able to witness the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;efficiency&lt;/span&gt; of Taiping's traffic police officers.&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life, I had seen so &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;many&lt;/span&gt; traffic police officers &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;on duty&lt;/span&gt; in Taiping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sc82zov31kI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/upnpoRAvP5M/s1600-h/Image0032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 372px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sc82zov31kI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/upnpoRAvP5M/s400/Image0032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318529945687283266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THREE&lt;/span&gt; traffic police officers handling a motorcycle and a car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;TERROR, kan&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-6324993183106339089?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6324993183106339089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-one-moment-i-was-convinced-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6324993183106339089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6324993183106339089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/for-one-moment-i-was-convinced-that-i.html' title='For one moment, I was convinced that I was not in Taiping'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/Sc838zn29JI/AAAAAAAAA5w/PtP-NrK0GQc/s72-c/Image0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-2477260313582954733</id><published>2009-03-27T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T10:31:25.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We like running in the rain, don't we?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I finally met a man-made-bitch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very rough week. Yet doing good, absorbing it like a grown up women. Handling things like a grown up does. Thinking more like an adult and admitting mistakes like how adult does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outing with the 23 years old lads on Wednesday was fun. Went out that night although I had a pile of untouched assignments, and presentation the next day. Not to forget, I was sick, and is still sick, I got worst actually. I lost my voice and I sounded like a Donald Duck. And Raffy laughed at me for laughing because I sounded really weird.&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_evil.gif" alt="evil" title="evil" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Raffy: Don't laugh lar. Dam funny weh. Seriously, don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;Dionne: Yen! You really sound like a duck!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know. Teruk kan my kawan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the outing. I told Hunter my address when he texted me for it. He got lost although he was superbly familiar with the area. And he was calling me for familiar landmarks with his brand new&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; iPhone&lt;/span&gt; which has tonnes of pictures of hot girls.LIKE TONNES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Is it Cosway there and the 7 eleven..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;What Cosway. Turn in if you saw the restoran lar. Abirami. ABIRAMI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Har. what. I saw Cosway. No Abirami wor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you. Abirami Restuarant is located right below Cosway. He saw Cosway but not Abirami. I don't know Cosway, and he don't know Abirami. That's why.&lt;br /&gt;I know, we are lame like that &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_smile.gif" alt="smile" title="smile" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then when he reached, he said;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;You said 4M. It's 6M larr your house. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOO.. Read your message. I said 6M larh&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;*reads* Oh yaaaaa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mad.gif" alt="mad" title="mad" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iPhone got so large screen also no use I tell you, for people like him that is.&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Rachel who couldn't join us. Joined Soon Han and Eng Tien at Murni. Hunter is such a dooshbag I tell you. He thought that I was that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ulu&lt;/span&gt; that I didn't know where/what Murni is. In your face Hunter! Hah. &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_razz.gif" alt="razz" title="razz" width="15" height="15" /&gt; Oh. Soon Han went there right after work and I tell you, he looked so cute with his formal attire. So we talked and talked, and then I realise that Eng Tien's house is just one row below from mine &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_eek.gif" alt="eek" title="eek" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, who could have guess that, 23 years old working dudes could be so lame? :) Soon Han especially, his lame-ness ia beyond comparable. Hunter being Hunter, would sing or beat-box when we're talking. Eng Tien, apparently was the bully victim for Hunter and Soon Han. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Soon Han named his car &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alice,&lt;/span&gt; you know.&lt;br /&gt;Was a fun night. I slept really that night. 2-ish I think, when I had presentation the next day and had to drive back to Taiping after my badminton sessions with the gang, and my outing with the oh-so-lame&amp;amp;stinky Michelle. Hahaha &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_lol.gif" alt="lol" title="lol" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both of us had the funniest and strangest chemistry and liking for things ever. In a good way that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I tell you, the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ScottyHottyYummy&lt;/span&gt; studies in my campus. HAHAHAHAH &lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_mrgreen.gif" alt="mrgreen" title="mrgreen" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't pretend that you kn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ow me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously, don't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Because you really don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img class="emoticon" src="http://wolverinex02.googlepages.com/icon_exclaim.gif" alt="exclaim" title="exclaim" width="15" height="15" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-2477260313582954733?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2477260313582954733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-like-running-in-rain-dont-we.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2477260313582954733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2477260313582954733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/we-like-running-in-rain-dont-we.html' title='We like running in the rain, don&apos;t we?'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-8247298919405672726</id><published>2009-03-13T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T06:07:11.936-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I know it will because you told me so.</title><content type='html'>So Miss Jenny our IPD lecturer wants us to start a blog. A serious, educational blog  It's part of our grades you see.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, so what shall I name blog?&lt;br /&gt;Since this blog title is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Why so serious? :),&lt;/span&gt; maybe I should name that &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Why not be serious! :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or... ideas anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments sedang melimpah-limpah already. Tension sudah boleh dirasai sehingga ke hujung rambut. And I am still here lingering my butt off, busy doing nothing. and OH great news, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Congratulations &lt;/span&gt;to both &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Adrian&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;John &lt;/span&gt;for scoring excellently in their STPM (: Sooo proud of you all lah!! :D Not forgetting, my brother who scored straight A's in his SPM as well. Make us proud, Jason :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you I lost my phone right. And here I am, announcing you to the arrival of my new phone. The Nokia 6500. And I feel awfully guilty for owning that piece of device. In fact, I have to secure and guard this phone even ore carefully now since that incident happened. And if you know me, you would know that it's a tough task in order to ease me out of my extremely high tendency of feeling guilty over everything. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday afternoon, right after our last class of the day ended, I made Justin and Edmund help me pack goody bags for the NAPEI and FACON fair. I told them it's only for an hour, but we only end four hours later. Yes, I forced Justin to help me out although he vowed to himself that he wanted to go home and have a good 24 hours of sleep because he rarely slept the day before due to our summary reading test and also thanks to the M.U match. He wore his M.U jersey to class okay. Swt.  Edmund, Justin and I were stuck in the office packing 540 goody bags. The highlight for that whole agenda was how Edmund and Justin kept saying that they wanted to fart. Well, this is what happens when you are with boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;.... we were in the library giggling with each other as our eyes gazing at him :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-8247298919405672726?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8247298919405672726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-it-will-because-you-told-me-so.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/8247298919405672726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/8247298919405672726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-know-it-will-because-you-told-me-so.html' title='I know it will because you told me so.'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-753392133973170053</id><published>2009-03-06T02:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:18:20.516-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Put her record on</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I adore her from the moment she stepped into the audition room. She is the only one which really stands out from my memory. And she is so adorable. I hope she got chosen amongst the wildcard contestant though. Her voice is unique and she definitely got the looks :) In my opinion, she has the whole package!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SbD3US2rBQI/AAAAAAAAA40/auS2HGvSdAw/s1600-h/american-idol544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 385px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SbD3US2rBQI/AAAAAAAAA40/auS2HGvSdAw/s400/american-idol544.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310015888700409090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Megan Crockey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I actually feel that&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; all &lt;/span&gt;the wildcard contestants have more potential and talent for this year American Idol competition.&lt;br /&gt;For example, Anoop Desai and Von Smith :)&lt;br /&gt;Argh. I want Megan :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. You know, Her name is actually April &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Alexis &lt;/span&gt;Siow. Not Suzanne. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-753392133973170053?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/753392133973170053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/put-her-record-on.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/753392133973170053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/753392133973170053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/put-her-record-on.html' title='Put her record on'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SbD3US2rBQI/AAAAAAAAA40/auS2HGvSdAw/s72-c/american-idol544.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-679343326134073998</id><published>2009-03-05T02:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T02:39:41.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss April</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Every part of my body is aching all over because of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;April Siow.&lt;/span&gt; Yeah, her name is really April Siow, April Suzanne Siow (: She is one hell of a torturer. She  may look  tiny, adorable and cute, and you just want to squeeze her each time you see her. But, trust me, looks can be deceiving.  My trip to the gym used to be hunting and drooling over zee hot guys now had turn into a trip of horror. Thanks to Miss April. You see what April did was, she would initially say ' Yen, do ten times alright", and when you finally reaches the tenth time, she would go ' give me five more, five more, don't stop'.. That was when I would silently curse her. The chest and shoulder la, bicep tricep lar, hamstrings la, abs is.the.worst i tell chu. Every part of my body now feels like a piece of rusty screw which would fall of any moment from now. Credits all goes to April. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know, it's for the best (:&lt;br /&gt;She is like the smallest and most muscular person girl I had ever witness in my life.&lt;br /&gt;Salute gilerr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one class with Miss Ursha today, it's Global Societies. And that two hours was enough to torment, shock and scare us for the rest of this semester. And then all of the sudden, she started asking questions to the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She goes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Evonne. Is there a Evonne in the class? What is global society made up of? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;-evonne answers-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then out of no where she goes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Stephanie?! What is global society made up of?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me, who was fooling around at the back of the class jumped put of my sit when I heard my name being called. I went blank for a while, and tried to recall her question, while Wei was dozing off again at the back of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;-Stephanie answers-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fuh. Fortunately, my answers given were adequate enough. Save, again :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sometimes wonder how the hell did we still manage to get results which is satisfactory or sometimes, even higher than our satisfaction when we talk, sleep and talk even more during lectures and tutorials and like sitting at the back of the class. I seriously ponder on that a lot. Nehh, same goes to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leonard &lt;/span&gt;and my other classmates. He can finish a 1500 words assignment in less than 24 hours and still get such high marks. What is this world even made of larh.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 21st Justin.&lt;/span&gt; Grow up Konny :) Body also doesn't look 21 years also, at least made your brain look like one. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sleepy and it's only 6.37p.m. I stink too because I am too lazy to bath, because my leg  is still aching hence I cannot walk up the stairs to bath because of the training just now because April Siow gave me such heavy weights.&lt;br /&gt;And I had to go out again at 10p.m.&lt;br /&gt;I better be energetic and pumped up for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;MOS.&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/686140591098464992-679343326134073998?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/679343326134073998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/miss-april.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/679343326134073998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/679343326134073998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/miss-april.html' title='Miss April'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-5040600491978926405</id><published>2009-03-04T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T05:54:38.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Definitely a series of unforunate events, but with a twist of my hearthrobe :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Do you know, my bodypump trainer is superrrr cute. He has a baby face, fair but rosy cheeks, scruffy hair, not so bulky and the way he speaks is so.... *melts* :) Nolah, I don't attend his class just because he's the instructor. Obviously not! :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the second semester of my degree programme kick-started today. So far so good (: Most of them had new hairstyles (including mua - but they said I look like Aunty wtf), some got fairer, some thinner and prettier. Also stylo-mylo :)  It is somewhat feels good to be in class again, but after the first few minutes, most of us were yawning our asses off during lectures  and gasped away when lecturers propsoed the assignments and tasks for the rest of the semester. Worst class was the 2pm class. Wei's and my head hit the chair hard for a couple of times because we were snoozing when she was busy explaining about Media Literacy. Oh wait, Peter was dozing off too. Haha. Tomorrow's subject is Global Societies. We'll see what tomorrow offers, yea?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet some off you heard that I lost my handphone, right.. It is indeed true : (&lt;br /&gt;I, Yen had lost my uttmostly beloved Nokia  6267 who had served me for two years. He had been nothing but a loyal, and durable mobile phone, he snaps images for me to post pictures in my blog, he textes whenever I need someone to talk to, he whispers whenever I want to hear the sweet sound of comfort and serenity. Wow, talking about dramqueen, eh. Hah.  I am using my Digi number, (yes sorry my fairfully Maxis friends) which is associated with to my  extremely tua Sony Erricson whose most high-tech function is the infared. So the cool right.  The third month of the year has not treating me kindly lar, help. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effing larh. No Nokia 6267, no pictures to post. Or else I would be posting pictures of Wei and I made a candle out of paper, how Wei flung the 'birthday cake &amp;amp; presents' just right before we hand it to them bithday boys, and how Konny blow his paper-made candle. I know, it's lame. Wei and I cannot help it larrrh. We are so lame that we would wait at McDonalds at 11.30a.m. till it was 12pm so that we could enjoy the RM 5.95 McValue Lunch, but no, because when the clock striked 12pm, we left McD and headed to The Chicken Rice shop. The upside of that was, there was no one when we walked in, therefore the cook was generous enough to chop the extra piece of chicken for us, gives us more soup, more bean sprouts, more rice, and even more soy sauce. One word, SATISFACTION. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot had been dorwning me off too. I had been like a switch, emotionally on and off. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;But I know things will flow smoothly as times passes. I know it will :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, Wei lost her handphone too today. I know, heart-wrenching right.&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why do the both of us had to be in such drenched misfortunate events??&lt;br /&gt;*kneel down with palms covering the face*&lt;br /&gt;Hah. The dramarama again lol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yorh. No pictures. * bangs head on tables*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-5040600491978926405?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5040600491978926405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/definitely-series-of-unforunate-events.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5040600491978926405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5040600491978926405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/03/definitely-series-of-unforunate-events.html' title='Definitely a series of unforunate events, but with a twist of my hearthrobe :)'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-4577351254062027455</id><published>2009-02-25T04:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T04:29:45.558-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAAHHHHH!!!!! :D :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SaU4Y37Y-xI/AAAAAAAAA4c/0PdhTGJb2TQ/s1600-h/0000546415-62068L.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SaU4Y37Y-xI/AAAAAAAAA4c/0PdhTGJb2TQ/s400/0000546415-62068L.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306709735907064594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SaU4Mj7xh-I/AAAAAAAAA4M/kVh5K3Q-2yc/s1600-h/Nick+Hoult3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SaU4Mj7xh-I/AAAAAAAAA4M/kVh5K3Q-2yc/s400/Nick+Hoult3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306709524381534178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SaU4CHumoTI/AAAAAAAAA4E/jALQ3tkIpLc/s1600-h/Nick+Hoult.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 331px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SaU4CHumoTI/AAAAAAAAA4E/jALQ3tkIpLc/s400/Nick+Hoult.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306709345011409202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SaU2gr7p0aI/AAAAAAAAA38/QdixnmXigZk/s1600-h/Nicholas_Hoult_595211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 316px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SaU2gr7p0aI/AAAAAAAAA38/QdixnmXigZk/s400/Nicholas_Hoult_595211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306707671102640546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Irresistible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak boleh tahan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Hot-ness alert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Betul-betul tak boleh tahan &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;terlalu hot.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-4577351254062027455?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4577351254062027455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/02/aaahhhhh-d-d.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4577351254062027455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4577351254062027455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/02/aaahhhhh-d-d.html' title='AAAHHHHH!!!!! :D :D'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SaU4Y37Y-xI/AAAAAAAAA4c/0PdhTGJb2TQ/s72-c/0000546415-62068L.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-3831521583361074029</id><published>2009-02-18T22:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T23:13:22.515-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm the girl on Vespa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SZ0Cwu8g1lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/vUCRl1KQJc4/s1600-h/300461435_ac0f1358a5_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SZ0Cwu8g1lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/vUCRl1KQJc4/s400/300461435_ac0f1358a5_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304398972371129938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I love Anne Rice&lt;br /&gt;Not like any of you care,&lt;br /&gt;but she tha bomb :)&lt;br /&gt;She has been keeping me company after all that's happen.&lt;br /&gt;Relationship, family, friends and self-discovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I grew along with her books. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traveling to and fro from Taiping to KL every week, is not fun.&lt;br /&gt;The house there is almost ready. yay :))&lt;br /&gt;My visit to Pulau Ketam the other day was okay&lt;br /&gt;because the seafood there was finger-licking good.&lt;br /&gt;The residents of Pulau Ketam live their life with simplicity,&lt;br /&gt;and.. Pulau Ketam don't have cars.&lt;br /&gt;Not even one. They &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt; travel by bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;And yet, they were still content with what they have and where they are although their homes were built upon rubbish dumps accompanied by dead fishes and crabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been riding the Vespa too.&lt;br /&gt;My uncle owns three Vintage Vespas.&lt;br /&gt;Chun-ted sial weh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Girl on Vespa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like those women in France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wahh&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SZ0GPGmAPfI/AAAAAAAAA30/L3kMPhRsIIM/s1600-h/vespa_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SZ0GPGmAPfI/AAAAAAAAA30/L3kMPhRsIIM/s400/vespa_blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304402792650128882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I too, had been randomly talking about my ten husbands Leonard and Dionne used to teased me about during foundation year.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I am thinking of names for my dog.,&lt;br /&gt;not that I am getting any now, but in the future.. maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Suggestion anyone? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leonard and I had been talking about Adventure race for the past few days.&lt;br /&gt;College is starting soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;I love Anne Rice lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tuning to: Lady Gaga- Paparazzi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-3831521583361074029?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3831521583361074029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-girl-on-vespa.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3831521583361074029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3831521583361074029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-girl-on-vespa.html' title='I&apos;m the girl on Vespa'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SZ0Cwu8g1lI/AAAAAAAAA3c/vUCRl1KQJc4/s72-c/300461435_ac0f1358a5_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-5885801533488900879</id><published>2009-02-15T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T20:14:42.115-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Not a post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My brain is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry folks, shall update soon&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;cheers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-5885801533488900879?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5885801533488900879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5885801533488900879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5885801533488900879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/02/not-post.html' title='Not a post'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-1547759701311267719</id><published>2009-01-22T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T03:07:02.727-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I think it's dead, no?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sorry I have been abandoning you my little blog. Not that you have readers, but poor you for your master decided to piled you aside as well. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;This long holidays had me reading a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lot&lt;/span&gt; and catching up with all my series and movies.&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry. I promise I shall keep my imaginative readers entertain with my upcoming drama of my unparalleled life. If I go through one that is.&lt;br /&gt;For now, I bid you farewell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The boy eff call all the way from Australia made my day (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year, folks.&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/686140591098464992-1547759701311267719?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1547759701311267719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-its-dead-no.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1547759701311267719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1547759701311267719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-think-its-dead-no.html' title='I think it&apos;s dead, no?'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-1012223256651774073</id><published>2009-01-07T19:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T19:43:11.848-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I didn't wish for this, defeinitely not.</title><content type='html'>I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;So much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-1012223256651774073?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1012223256651774073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-didnt-wish-for-this-defeinitely-not.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1012223256651774073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1012223256651774073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-didnt-wish-for-this-defeinitely-not.html' title='I didn&apos;t wish for this, defeinitely not.'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-3350366854087255287</id><published>2008-12-26T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T04:38:40.132-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paintball'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sunshine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sixplustwo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New Year'/><title type='text'>A new year unfolds</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Amazing friends, I found.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wonderful memories, I possessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; truly blessed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better                     than                     any year                     had                     been, better                     than                     any                     joy known, better                     than                     any                     wish realized.&lt;br /&gt;And I had lived this year with zest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yen Lew's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;compelling&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;weighty&lt;/span&gt; moments of 2008 (in random orders).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; I became &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Britney Sepet&lt;/span&gt;; the annoying character of a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dumb-Chinese-want-to-be-dumb-Blond-whose-boyfriend-name-is-Kari bin Pap&lt;/span&gt; for a sitcom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVW-zhewJYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/D_EDGaJIDlM/s1600-h/DSC_0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 339px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVW-zhewJYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/D_EDGaJIDlM/s400/DSC_0150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284339530159105410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXAZIFkJgI/AAAAAAAAA0c/iMJ4StDXRcQ/s1600-h/DSC_0074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXAZIFkJgI/AAAAAAAAA0c/iMJ4StDXRcQ/s400/DSC_0074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284341275689231874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXA6j0NMnI/AAAAAAAAA0k/vSEZ8XrHCCw/s1600-h/DSC_0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXA6j0NMnI/AAAAAAAAA0k/vSEZ8XrHCCw/s400/DSC_0166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284341850068300402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; I found a merry bunch of friends who often dragged me for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;chor dai dee&lt;/span&gt;, pool sessions and paintball (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXBrD6n8AI/AAAAAAAAA0s/5DIDg_dY1y4/s1600-h/n633960957_1165652_2096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXBrD6n8AI/AAAAAAAAA0s/5DIDg_dY1y4/s400/n633960957_1165652_2096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284342683318874114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXMkcAeSZI/AAAAAAAAA2k/6KGgWo2qThk/s1600-h/n633960957_1165646_772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXMkcAeSZI/AAAAAAAAA2k/6KGgWo2qThk/s400/n633960957_1165646_772.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284354664154679698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXIdLIdkkI/AAAAAAAAA2M/PNH1-sMFzCI/s1600-h/p6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXIdLIdkkI/AAAAAAAAA2M/PNH1-sMFzCI/s400/p6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284350141319189058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXB6yb6KzI/AAAAAAAAA00/Y1eFlUQFCu0/s1600-h/n826706483_784558_6146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXB6yb6KzI/AAAAAAAAA00/Y1eFlUQFCu0/s400/n826706483_784558_6146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284342953504549682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; This &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;girl&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXCKABYrZI/AAAAAAAAA08/vNbJj9vk0rQ/s1600-h/n633960957_1165704_2351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXCKABYrZI/AAAAAAAAA08/vNbJj9vk0rQ/s400/n633960957_1165704_2351.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284343214849437074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXCgbvqoXI/AAAAAAAAA1E/eE_lJpvO31I/s1600-h/p3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXCgbvqoXI/AAAAAAAAA1E/eE_lJpvO31I/s400/p3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284343600248430962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; The&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Adventure Race&lt;/span&gt; I participated in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXC-9ACPUI/AAAAAAAAA1M/vuXyzUNbkTs/s1600-h/pudu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXC-9ACPUI/AAAAAAAAA1M/vuXyzUNbkTs/s400/pudu2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284344124571532610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXDy0V0x3I/AAAAAAAAA1U/e72ytl248Ck/s1600-h/pudu1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXDy0V0x3I/AAAAAAAAA1U/e72ytl248Ck/s400/pudu1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284345015600203634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Zee birthday surprise (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXEEA_W7BI/AAAAAAAAA1c/u0SsTS76qCQ/s1600-h/n505119032_1008503_501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXEEA_W7BI/AAAAAAAAA1c/u0SsTS76qCQ/s400/n505119032_1008503_501.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284345311053409298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXI9cSpIEI/AAAAAAAAA2c/uVNyZTWUovU/s1600-h/n633960957_1165679_8627.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXI9cSpIEI/AAAAAAAAA2c/uVNyZTWUovU/s400/n633960957_1165679_8627.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284350695681105986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXIyPtKxeI/AAAAAAAAA2U/daXZzjg6EJU/s1600-h/n633960957_1165677_8107.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXIyPtKxeI/AAAAAAAAA2U/daXZzjg6EJU/s400/n633960957_1165677_8107.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284350503324141026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; Thoughts like where my leg &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;may&lt;/span&gt; be amputated :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXFzrrYLtI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Pwl1NwoFUKg/s1600-h/DSC00420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXFzrrYLtI/AAAAAAAAA1k/Pwl1NwoFUKg/s400/DSC00420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284347229477809874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eugene&lt;/span&gt;-who-squashed-Lei's-cake-20-seconds-before-the-birthday-surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXHLumwTpI/AAAAAAAAA18/mkGgHTBgF5U/s1600-h/1_662200497l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXHLumwTpI/AAAAAAAAA18/mkGgHTBgF5U/s400/1_662200497l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284348742092213906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXGF6mrzcI/AAAAAAAAA1s/2s4w3OZCrwQ/s1600-h/1_976253393l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXGF6mrzcI/AAAAAAAAA1s/2s4w3OZCrwQ/s400/1_976253393l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284347542722301378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; Me bunch of girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXGhZ_Qx6I/AAAAAAAAA10/-fO_5c8y7Mo/s1600-h/DSC00031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVXGhZ_Qx6I/AAAAAAAAA10/-fO_5c8y7Mo/s400/DSC00031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284348015003355042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. &lt;/span&gt;Of course, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;******&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May                     all                     the                     dreams                     in                     your                     eyes,                     all                     the                     desires                     in                     your                     heart                     and                     all&lt;br /&gt;                the                     hopes                     in                     your                     life                     blend                     together,                     to                     give                     you                     the                     most                     spectacular&lt;br /&gt;                New                     Year                     ever.                  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy &lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;New&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;                     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-3350366854087255287?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3350366854087255287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year-unfolds.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3350366854087255287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3350366854087255287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year-unfolds.html' title='A new year unfolds'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVW-zhewJYI/AAAAAAAAA0M/D_EDGaJIDlM/s72-c/DSC_0150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-524164350150057936</id><published>2008-12-24T18:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T19:42:32.559-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiping Central'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sulin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='maxie'/><title type='text'>I say Bee Emm is fun, too</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL95FPBQ2I/AAAAAAAAAz0/6w_DnK1Xw2o/s1600-h/Image005+%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL95FPBQ2I/AAAAAAAAAz0/6w_DnK1Xw2o/s400/Image005+%282%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283564469958558562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A bunch of the 1989 batch of Convent girls had met up on the eve of Christmas Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We agreed to meet at eight p.m, but of course, everyone only came at &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At nine p.m, Maxie who is on a semester break from her university in Australia arrived with her other half, Gessie. Those two sisters come in package I tell you :P&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I was in Taiping Central draws me to meet a lot of familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;Hellooo, it's Taiping Central for god's sake.&lt;br /&gt;Also, since it was the eve of the Christmas Eve, the FGA church members performed several Christmas songs on the center stage. That was also when I met more of zee very familiar faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Soon Han, Even, Charis, Hunter Ching How, Tian Wei, Jared and Joanna, Jovi, Wei Ling&lt;/span&gt;; just to name a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;few&lt;/span&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL-0pzTE4I/AAAAAAAAAz8/lyTdKCHxJKg/s1600-h/Image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL-0pzTE4I/AAAAAAAAAz8/lyTdKCHxJKg/s400/Image001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283565493386679170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We proceeded by heading to the K-Box area.&lt;br /&gt;So the seven of us went into the room and started singing like we're Madonna.&lt;br /&gt;The ultimate song was 'Crazy' by Britney Bitch (:&lt;br /&gt;Why you ask. That's because we tried to translate most of the lyrics into Malay words while singing along, and only Britney's hits were able to rock our asses. I kid you not (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Britney Spears: Crazy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Crazy... I'm in too deep&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Gila... Saya terlalu dalam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is one of the times where I could actually say that;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;Saya bangga saya tahu Bahasa Melayu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL5ZmBmgUI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Igd0RSy_09Y/s1600-h/Image017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL5ZmBmgUI/AAAAAAAAAzE/Igd0RSy_09Y/s400/Image017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283559530958324034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL6BHuUGXI/AAAAAAAAAzM/1lALqMVzmiE/s1600-h/23122008476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL6BHuUGXI/AAAAAAAAAzM/1lALqMVzmiE/s400/23122008476.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283560210019129714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Su Lin&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fatima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL7f7aBP7I/AAAAAAAAAzs/h4ZwebPlDYI/s1600-h/23122008478a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL7f7aBP7I/AAAAAAAAAzs/h4ZwebPlDYI/s400/23122008478a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283561838800355250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maxie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL6UelgI1I/AAAAAAAAAzU/i17KmfLdEyw/s1600-h/Image018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL6UelgI1I/AAAAAAAAAzU/i17KmfLdEyw/s400/Image018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283560542573699922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL4txddjnI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Bhfy_jZTEDo/s1600-h/23122008470a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL4txddjnI/AAAAAAAAAy8/Bhfy_jZTEDo/s400/23122008470a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283558778113724018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Blame &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gessie&lt;/span&gt;. She wanted all of us to make it like a candid shot. Apparently, only Maxie, Sulin and I listened. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hence, the hideous look lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;After the one hour of screaming and singing aimlessly, all of us parted and went home.&lt;br /&gt;Sulin and I went to McD for supper and we had a really long chat about the future and the past.&lt;br /&gt;And also about her flying to the States next year. I am bound to miss her a lot when that happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Holidays&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Merry&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; too all (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL-39AeRjI/AAAAAAAAA0E/7z5zR9qzabM/s1600-h/baby-christmas-tree-costume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL-39AeRjI/AAAAAAAAA0E/7z5zR9qzabM/s400/baby-christmas-tree-costume.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283565550081820210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-524164350150057936?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/524164350150057936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-say-only-english-is-fun.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/524164350150057936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/524164350150057936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/12/who-say-only-english-is-fun.html' title='I say Bee Emm is fun, too'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVL95FPBQ2I/AAAAAAAAAz0/6w_DnK1Xw2o/s72-c/Image005+%282%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-8019949069379903023</id><published>2008-12-22T21:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:08:53.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVB-qHnfiVI/AAAAAAAAAy0/nDK5NEehVck/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVB-qHnfiVI/AAAAAAAAAy0/nDK5NEehVck/s400/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282861624969890130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Met up and had midnight chat with Gene and Naki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Family trip to Kuala Lumpur and Seremban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Shifted to the new crib in Subang.&lt;br /&gt;New semester, new crib, new housemates (:&lt;br /&gt;Finally, boyf met zee parents and vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;Reunion dinner in Seremban with zee relatives.&lt;br /&gt;Chill out at the boy eff's place.&lt;br /&gt;Hiking at Maxwell Hill with old bunch of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sow Ann's&lt;/span&gt; eyes are well hidden now and the rest are pretty much still the same.&lt;br /&gt;And Sulin's driving skills can cause symptoms such as&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hands-shaking, leg-wobbling, heart-wrenching &lt;/span&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty much what I did this week (:&lt;br /&gt;Have plans with the hiking buddies later.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&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/686140591098464992-8019949069379903023?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8019949069379903023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-ten.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/8019949069379903023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/8019949069379903023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-ten.html' title='Day Ten'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SVB-qHnfiVI/AAAAAAAAAy0/nDK5NEehVck/s72-c/Image021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-1672135001163003154</id><published>2008-12-17T03:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T03:33:30.425-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who's back, back again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hello hello hello.&lt;br /&gt;I hereby announce you the return of blogspot. :D&lt;br /&gt;aiyoh. I am currently operating two blogs. Yes, one here, another in livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why but yes :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope. I have no particular subject for today's post of mine.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a freaking forty-nine.&lt;br /&gt;grrrrrr.&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/686140591098464992-1672135001163003154?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1672135001163003154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/12/guess-whos-back-back-again.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1672135001163003154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1672135001163003154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/12/guess-whos-back-back-again.html' title='Guess who&apos;s back, back again'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-8985237242710458265</id><published>2008-11-29T07:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T07:13:42.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>She move, she move!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally, after a year,&lt;br /&gt;I had decided to move into my long created account in livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;Still, this does not mean that I will abandon this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sorry linkers, had to relin&lt;/span&gt;k :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sepetnie.livejournal.com/"&gt;scroll here :)&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/686140591098464992-8985237242710458265?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/8985237242710458265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/she-move-she-move.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/8985237242710458265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/8985237242710458265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/she-move-she-move.html' title='She move, she move!'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-5073392076967796781</id><published>2008-11-23T15:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T16:26:05.201-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eight ball, Nine ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Semester One was full of pool sessions :), card games,&lt;br /&gt;and confused guy(s)-who-is-still-confused-with-his-gender&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, last Monday, we immediately went to a billiard center and answer our 'must-play-pool-calling' right after&lt;br /&gt;we handed in our Public Relations assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, all eight of us were pool addicts :]&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to distress before we started on the other assignment which needed to be handed in on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SSnh9kYZhvI/AAAAAAAAAwk/bWBPR4QqT0I/s1600-h/p1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SSnh9kYZhvI/AAAAAAAAAwk/bWBPR4QqT0I/s320/p1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271993286668158706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SSnia-SgFLI/AAAAAAAAAw8/P5dwDtENz0Q/s1600-h/p7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SSnia-SgFLI/AAAAAAAAAw8/P5dwDtENz0Q/s320/p7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271993791838950578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Notice the guy at the back; he's checking out that chick's ass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;woooo :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SSniVpBW7_I/AAAAAAAAAw0/Ic8PObHHrSE/s1600-h/p9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SSniVpBW7_I/AAAAAAAAAw0/Ic8PObHHrSE/s320/p9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271993700230557682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SSniJkokBWI/AAAAAAAAAws/K2UtEC0WElc/s1600-h/p5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SSniJkokBWI/AAAAAAAAAws/K2UtEC0WElc/s320/p5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271993492894385506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;No. We do not do this*points above* at pool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how we distress after handing in one assignment.&lt;br /&gt;Wait till I tell you how we enjoyed when it was the last day of the semester.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-5073392076967796781?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5073392076967796781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-want-to-break-i-want-to-break-d.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5073392076967796781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5073392076967796781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-want-to-break-i-want-to-break-d.html' title='Eight ball, Nine ball'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SSnh9kYZhvI/AAAAAAAAAwk/bWBPR4QqT0I/s72-c/p1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-3378526958378631243</id><published>2008-11-17T11:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T12:02:40.486-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guys with assest to flaunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='juicy meat for the ass-less people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='big ass'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sixplustwo'/><title type='text'>I rush in my own wave</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;She needs to deal and settle with her own life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;But I need someone to return mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's four now. I was sleepy before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;I think I should sleep too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;So yes, I'll sleep and let my dreams drown me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You look familiar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Have I seen you before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ood:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;bsently invisible within the glow of the fluorescent  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Listening to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Katy Perry's tracks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;d to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PLAY POOL&lt;/span&gt;. Finish the article critique.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SSHJJWx51NI/AAAAAAAAAwc/FVqPill9rD4/s1600-h/DSC00448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SSHJJWx51NI/AAAAAAAAAwc/FVqPill9rD4/s320/DSC00448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269714201571087570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guess who owns this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;oh-so-bootylicious &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ass? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-3378526958378631243?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3378526958378631243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-rush-in-my-own-wave.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3378526958378631243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3378526958378631243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-rush-in-my-own-wave.html' title='I rush in my own wave'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SSHJJWx51NI/AAAAAAAAAwc/FVqPill9rD4/s72-c/DSC00448.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-2773071490501960048</id><published>2008-11-15T02:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T01:53:39.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lie on your feet and open the door</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Assignments made my adrenaline rushed so high, so fast, that I started seeing stars &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woo. Exciting, fun, heart-thumping. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Me likey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Seriously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoosh. One assignment more.&lt;br /&gt;Then, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;it ends&lt;/span&gt;. Only five more semesters to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;Four months of extreme sarcasm, lameness, hysterical laughters, pool, in search for cheap pool centers, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;chor dai di&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:times new roman;" &gt;, midnight chats and card games, and of course the unconditional love. wee&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In four months, you figured that she's the exact same replica as you, that you sometimes see yourself in her, that sometimes you don't even need to talk to know what's on her mind, and sometimes you hoped that she was a guy so that you could stop the man-hunt and just marry her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that four months, you discovered the other side of you, the other side who completes you, who would walk on the parallel foundation even when you fall, you discover that this soul was sent to draw a smile even though sometimes he could be a slob (:, but you just want to love him more every second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that four months, you still at times forget that he's a Malay, a friend who offer nothing but his help, a friend who would stroll the wheel chair right at your face even when you said yes you want them when you don't exactly need them, a friend who has such hairy legs and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;gelabah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; hands and of  course a friend who permits you to trash his ego and allows you to call him &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Buttercup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Sunshine&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In four months, you discovered the rarest disciples of Adam; a twenty years old who can sometimes be a complete moron yet has such kindred spirit and innocent soul that you can't help but to giggle until your tears start to flow. And then, you found this friend who carries packet tissues of brand is Carrefour, who has the qualities to be the most reliable and trustworthy friend yet at times you feel like slapping him on his back because he is always teasing you and finds that every act of yours are nothing but lame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In four months, you helped a friend who was diagnosed with an extreme syndrome called camera-shy, who dislikes being in front of the camera, who would be emotionally drained when his pictures are taken. And later, you felt that it was the wrong move to had taught him the art of cam-whoring because he is now slowly transforming into a male cam-whore. And then you had this friend who has the features of a teddy bear, whose eyes are triple mine, who has thick hairy eyebrows that it appeared conjoint from afar, a friend who has the laughter and giggle that would generate vibration especially when you sit on the same row with him in class, a giggle that is  nothing but special on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yep. In that four months :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SR6sd_W02uI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ZiBwp1LonAA/s1600-h/DSC00416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SR6sd_W02uI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ZiBwp1LonAA/s320/DSC00416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268838245293415138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Tuning to: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Of Montreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Reading: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;A Thousand Splendid Suns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-2773071490501960048?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2773071490501960048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/lie-on-your-feet-and-open-door.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2773071490501960048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2773071490501960048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/lie-on-your-feet-and-open-door.html' title='Lie on your feet and open the door'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SR6sd_W02uI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ZiBwp1LonAA/s72-c/DSC00416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-7987647099446477408</id><published>2008-11-13T23:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T00:04:51.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when the lame-o's get lamer (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enter at own risk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://six-plus-two.blogspot.com/"&gt;sixplustwo&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/686140591098464992-7987647099446477408?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7987647099446477408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-lame-os-get-lamer.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7987647099446477408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7987647099446477408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/when-lame-os-get-lamer.html' title='when the lame-o&apos;s get lamer (:'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-1512338207228108794</id><published>2008-11-09T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T05:44:50.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Other side of the world :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbojIozSNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Q1CXz3KGP8A/s1600-h/n633960957_1016058_2621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbojIozSNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Q1CXz3KGP8A/s320/n633960957_1016058_2621.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266652504568056018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbn8n0kVcI/AAAAAAAAAuo/thqy4dwesaY/s1600-h/Image055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbn8n0kVcI/AAAAAAAAAuo/thqy4dwesaY/s320/Image055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266651842924008898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbnOfl4l5I/AAAAAAAAAug/Lxcv5rat_RU/s1600-h/pudu3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbnOfl4l5I/AAAAAAAAAug/Lxcv5rat_RU/s320/pudu3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266651050440955794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbl5ARYTfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/OMejCmZBGXs/s1600-h/266202796l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbl5ARYTfI/AAAAAAAAAuY/OMejCmZBGXs/s320/266202796l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266649581744573938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbkdmbeZGI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/1iYxIYZyE8k/s1600-h/102498474l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbkdmbeZGI/AAAAAAAAAuQ/1iYxIYZyE8k/s320/102498474l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266648011439498338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbkB01a0GI/AAAAAAAAAuI/-wUUmvWiSVE/s1600-h/srikandi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbkB01a0GI/AAAAAAAAAuI/-wUUmvWiSVE/s320/srikandi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266647534270074978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/686140591098464992-1512338207228108794?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1512338207228108794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/other-side-of-world.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1512338207228108794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1512338207228108794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/other-side-of-world.html' title='Other side of the world :)'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SRbojIozSNI/AAAAAAAAAuw/Q1CXz3KGP8A/s72-c/n633960957_1016058_2621.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-1806844562900758460</id><published>2008-11-01T00:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T01:15:27.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I love and that's when everything begins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When one surrenders their faith in love;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And I want to play hide-and-seek and give you my clothes and tell you I like your shoes and massage your neck and hold your hand and go for a meal and not mind when you eat my food and talk about the day and carry your bag and laugh at your paranoia and foolishness and give you songs you don’t listen to and watch great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and terrible films and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;take pictures of you when you’re sleeping and get up to make you breakfast and drink coffee at midnight and tell you about the programme I saw the night before and not laugh at your jokes and want you in the morning but let you sleep for a while and stroke your skin and tell you how much I love your hair your eyes your lips your neck your arse and worry when you’re late and be amazed when you’re early and be sorry when I’m wrong and happy when you forgive me and look at your photos and wish I’d known you forever and hear your voice in my ear and feel your skin on my skin and get scared when you’re angry and tell you you’re gorgeous and hug you when you’re anxious and hold you when you're hurt and want you when I smell you and offend you when I touch you and whimper when I’m next to you and whimper when I’m not and get cold when you take the blanket and hot when you don’t and melt when you smile and dissolve when you laugh and wonder who you are but accept you anyway and wonder why you don’t believe me and have a feeling so deep I can’t find words for it and want to buy you a puppy I’d get jealous of because it would get more attention than me and keep you in bed when you have to go and cry like a baby when you finally do and buy you presents you don’t want and take them away again and wander the city thinking it’s empty without you but I want what you want and think I’m losing myself but know I’m safe with you and tell you the worst of me and try to give you the best of me because you don’t deserve any less and answer your questions when I’d rather not and tell you the truth when I really don’t’want to and try to be honest because I know you prefer it and forget who I am and try to get closer to you because it’s a beautiful learning to know you and make love with you at three in the morning and somehow somehow, communicate the overwhelming unconditional all-encompassing heart-enriching mind-expanding never-ending love I have for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and they say soul meets soul on lover's lips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic; text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-1806844562900758460?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1806844562900758460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-and-thats-when-everythin-begins.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1806844562900758460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1806844562900758460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-love-and-thats-when-everythin-begins.html' title='I love and that&apos;s when everything begins'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-6829927615480738062</id><published>2008-10-19T06:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T07:18:45.106-07:00</updated><title type='text'>No, I'd wish I was</title><content type='html'>Too much that it's overpowering me inside out.&lt;br /&gt;This feeling is way beyond words; beyond  description.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must do&lt;br /&gt;#1: Grow thinner. Lose weight :|&lt;br /&gt;#2: Get a HD for most of my assignments.&lt;br /&gt;#3: Restrict from all favorite food.&lt;br /&gt;#4: Be a better student, girlfriend, daughter, sister, friend, best friend.&lt;br /&gt;#5: Lose at least two sizes.&lt;br /&gt;#6: Less emo-ness. More smiles.&lt;br /&gt;#7: Slimmer body.&lt;br /&gt;#8: Strive to be a better communication student.&lt;br /&gt;#9: No carbs and fried food.&lt;br /&gt;#10: Better relationships with people :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not as if that I am unhappy. I am. Very much instead (:&lt;br /&gt;I would not trade this very life for anything.&lt;br /&gt;The contentment within me is indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, me&lt;br /&gt;We, you.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, I still feel the emptiness.&lt;br /&gt;I saw the day, and hoped for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That love in my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the one that makes me write&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and pour out those false indignities&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that caress my heart and mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for after all I've been through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stars have its moments and then they die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Understand the forces that compel me to move on,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; then take these questions,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; and take this pain,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; for this is who I am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-6829927615480738062?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6829927615480738062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-id-wish-i-was.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6829927615480738062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6829927615480738062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/10/no-id-wish-i-was.html' title='No, I&apos;d wish I was'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-2824829066862781771</id><published>2008-10-11T22:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:59:21.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I became 39</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SPGRfbe2pJI/AAAAAAAAAts/OBoIl7MXg1k/s1600-h/n505119032_1008507_1838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SPGRfbe2pJI/AAAAAAAAAts/OBoIl7MXg1k/s320/n505119032_1008507_1838.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256142209257219218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SPGRYClTGjI/AAAAAAAAAtk/sCcGHhNdNcA/s1600-h/n505119032_1008506_1495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SPGRYClTGjI/AAAAAAAAAtk/sCcGHhNdNcA/s320/n505119032_1008506_1495.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256142082314279474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I blew candles worth 39 years of age that day (:&lt;br /&gt;Sorry Boon, I accidentally blew yours. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I heart them all who made it happened.&lt;br /&gt;especially the porcupine head ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-2824829066862781771?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2824829066862781771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-became-39.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2824829066862781771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2824829066862781771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-became-39.html' title='I became 39'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SPGRfbe2pJI/AAAAAAAAAts/OBoIl7MXg1k/s72-c/n505119032_1008507_1838.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-1643231870701810520</id><published>2008-09-28T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:59:19.408-07:00</updated><title type='text'>There goes another year</title><content type='html'>The birthday was, err awfully different this year.&lt;br /&gt;The family forgot. It rarely happens in the family, but yes, they forgot.&lt;br /&gt;Funny, no?&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I did not cry silently to myself. Blame their excessively tight schedule.&lt;br /&gt;They were really really busy. Did I emphasize REALLY?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course, the boyfriend, best friend and close friends made it all better :)&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; some &lt;/span&gt;close friends.&lt;br /&gt;There's no other way to thank you all&lt;br /&gt;but to wish all of you  a many happy in return : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've been dating assignments since holidays started. The critique, the presentation, the report and yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;Glasses are getting thicker and the bum got wider.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the excessive hours of staring at the laptop. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;*curse silently*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/TOSHIBA/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SOB8p0eI8TI/AAAAAAAAAis/xFBFkWMWpR4/s1600-h/_Simply_love__by_mARTy___.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SOB8p0eI8TI/AAAAAAAAAis/xFBFkWMWpR4/s400/_Simply_love__by_mARTy___.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251334223415537970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I desperately want to torture the porcupine head :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's been two weeks, and it's killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-1643231870701810520?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1643231870701810520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-goes-another-year.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1643231870701810520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1643231870701810520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/there-goes-another-year.html' title='There goes another year'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SOB8p0eI8TI/AAAAAAAAAis/xFBFkWMWpR4/s72-c/_Simply_love__by_mARTy___.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-2107444776510748791</id><published>2008-09-25T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T06:27:13.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Go away you little sick bug.</title><content type='html'>I feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;Sick. Sick.&lt;br /&gt;My head fells heavy, and all my stomach asking for is to barf.&lt;br /&gt;My heart itches to cough.&lt;br /&gt;My throat longs for water yet, it feels like shit when you swallowed it down.&lt;br /&gt;My feet feels cold. I'm cold.&lt;br /&gt;And I look too fair that I loathed it.&lt;br /&gt;Again, I feel like barfing.&lt;br /&gt;I"m turning older.&lt;br /&gt;I look horrible.&lt;br /&gt;I feel fat.&lt;br /&gt;And I really feel awful.&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/686140591098464992-2107444776510748791?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2107444776510748791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-away-you-little-sick-bug.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2107444776510748791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2107444776510748791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/go-away-you-little-sick-bug.html' title='Go away you little sick bug.'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-4402526281932753982</id><published>2008-09-23T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:14:21.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally, I replied one of your many tags</title><content type='html'>♥If you could spend one ringgit in 5 minutes, what would you spend on?&lt;br /&gt;err. nothing really : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ What is your most favorite thing to do?&lt;br /&gt;err. Reading and allow my imagination rule over me : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ What kind of news do you read?&lt;br /&gt;All. I don't really have a choice you see : |&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ What would you give up in return to eat all you want in the world and not get fat?&lt;br /&gt;err. nothing. Because I love everything I have right now and it would be selfish of me to give them up just so I could get what I wanted : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Is there someone in your heart right now?&lt;br /&gt;Yes : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Do you believe you can survive without money?&lt;br /&gt;Yes : ) err. Actually, no : | gee, what was I thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;My loved ones. and myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ What do you feel like doing right now?&lt;br /&gt;Hugging : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ If there's someone that you love,would you confess to him/her?&lt;br /&gt;Depends on who that someone is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you.&lt;br /&gt;Indescribable. She's my best friend for more than a decade : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ What are the requirements that you wish from your other half?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much really. I don't expect anything. Just be nice  :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ What is the thing that will make you think he/she is bad?&lt;br /&gt;errr. It depends on who that person is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ If you had to eat one thing for the rest of your life, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. I feel sick eating too much of the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ If you had a choice to be rich or happy,which one would you pick?&lt;br /&gt;Happy, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ If you have a chance, which part of your character you would like to change?&lt;br /&gt;Me talking too much. and yes, my inability to express&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ Who is the person that you can share all your problems with?&lt;br /&gt;myself i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ How do you see yourself in 10 years time?&lt;br /&gt;old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ What is the one thing you love about yourself?&lt;br /&gt;i can't think of any.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ If you can bring only one thing along with you to another world,what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;knowledge : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ 7 Tags&lt;br /&gt;Iezu, Michelle, Edmund, Kal, Leonard, Chong Ren, Maxi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-4402526281932753982?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4402526281932753982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-i-replied-one-of-your-many-tags.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4402526281932753982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4402526281932753982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/finally-i-replied-one-of-your-many-tags.html' title='Finally, I replied one of your many tags'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-484025300169602552</id><published>2008-09-21T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T06:33:00.635-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paintball or Painball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZF25TsNmI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/HvJdpOVM5zM/s1600-h/n826706483_784557_5803.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZF25TsNmI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/HvJdpOVM5zM/s400/n826706483_784557_5803.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248459225145554530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZGD-W8TmI/AAAAAAAAAhY/YJPi1H-64gM/s1600-h/n826706483_784558_6146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZGD-W8TmI/AAAAAAAAAhY/YJPi1H-64gM/s400/n826706483_784558_6146.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248459449839668834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZGMSpuvzI/AAAAAAAAAhg/ffe9zB55YPg/s1600-h/n826706483_784564_8228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZGMSpuvzI/AAAAAAAAAhg/ffe9zB55YPg/s400/n826706483_784564_8228.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248459592726134578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZGi8EGVyI/AAAAAAAAAho/XU8dhfkMXb8/s1600-h/n826706483_784562_7519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZGi8EGVyI/AAAAAAAAAho/XU8dhfkMXb8/s400/n826706483_784562_7519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248459981799708450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZJWNHTTdI/AAAAAAAAAhw/TkV80faYfG0/s1600-h/n826706483_784568_9652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZJWNHTTdI/AAAAAAAAAhw/TkV80faYfG0/s400/n826706483_784568_9652.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248463061573127634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZJjrln_LI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Iz572owl44U/s1600-h/n826706483_784575_2232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZJjrln_LI/AAAAAAAAAh4/Iz572owl44U/s400/n826706483_784575_2232.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248463293091675314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZKNHGRR6I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/jSBlZl9u0bM/s1600-h/n826706483_784571_731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZKNHGRR6I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/jSBlZl9u0bM/s400/n826706483_784571_731.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248464004850993058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZKHFIyw6I/AAAAAAAAAiI/wiQEg8KOq1Q/s1600-h/n826706483_784572_1166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZKHFIyw6I/AAAAAAAAAiI/wiQEg8KOq1Q/s400/n826706483_784572_1166.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248463901245490082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZJ-tTEx6I/AAAAAAAAAiA/Q3HGLCaIOns/s1600-h/n826706483_784574_1870.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZJ-tTEx6I/AAAAAAAAAiA/Q3HGLCaIOns/s400/n826706483_784574_1870.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248463757407209378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Altogether, I got myself 6 bruises, and I'm darn proud of it :)&lt;br /&gt;I would die to go again.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Players consist of Ken, Boon, Justin, Edmund, Catherine, Sab and your's truly :]&lt;br /&gt;And much credits to Justin's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Myvi &lt;/span&gt;and Edmund's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vios &lt;/span&gt;for driving us there and everywhere else.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-484025300169602552?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/484025300169602552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/paintball-or-painball.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/484025300169602552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/484025300169602552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/paintball-or-painball.html' title='Paintball or Painball'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SNZF25TsNmI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/HvJdpOVM5zM/s72-c/n826706483_784557_5803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-547135405260534698</id><published>2008-09-15T15:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T15:40:05.504-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Haooy 19th, love! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SM7i_OO7LDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/7t39XQrNaco/s1600-h/sulin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SM7i_OO7LDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/7t39XQrNaco/s320/sulin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246380191713537074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt; 19th &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Su &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Lin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, I could not be there for you, hugged you and screamed HAPPY BIRTHDAY.&lt;br /&gt;I wish nothing but the best for you.&lt;br /&gt;You became part of me from the moment we held hands and pinky swear that we'll be friends.&lt;br /&gt;And that little pinky swear had our friendship lasted for more than a decade (:&lt;br /&gt;There are no words that I could think of to describe this golden friendship you furnish me with.&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful birthday.&lt;br /&gt;And you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I love you, bestie :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-547135405260534698?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/547135405260534698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/haooy-19th-love.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/547135405260534698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/547135405260534698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/haooy-19th-love.html' title='Haooy 19th, love! :)'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SM7i_OO7LDI/AAAAAAAAAhI/7t39XQrNaco/s72-c/sulin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-6157393397999209990</id><published>2008-09-13T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T06:30:32.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>never near there</title><content type='html'>For the gazzilions time, she thought she could be&lt;br /&gt;their entry of fame, their piece of pride.&lt;br /&gt;Yet also for the gazzilions time, her thought disappoint her&lt;br /&gt;Each day, she prays for this agony to end&lt;br /&gt;She tries and tries so hard and&lt;br /&gt;all its left of her is nothing but sorrow and doubts&lt;br /&gt;She smiled wide when she was drowned with all the melancholy&lt;br /&gt;She laughed her tears out when her heart actually summons for nothing&lt;br /&gt;but trust, hope, faith and love&lt;br /&gt;All these time&lt;br /&gt;She learn nothing but to only run away&lt;br /&gt;Run, run&lt;br /&gt;as far as her feet and heart would instruct her to&lt;br /&gt;And as she runs, the wind and breeze&lt;br /&gt;which brushes upon her pale face&lt;br /&gt;spoke the language of guilt, solitude, insecurity, regrets, hatred, sorry, dejection.&lt;br /&gt;She stopped,&lt;br /&gt;and cried.&lt;br /&gt;Then, it appeared to be just another chapter of a downhearted paperback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Read and long forgotten.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is extremely capable of&lt;br /&gt;maintaining her facade&lt;br /&gt;Her heart beats for everyone.&lt;br /&gt;except hers&lt;br /&gt;It breathes for everyone&lt;br /&gt;except hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes her to places she didn't want to go&lt;br /&gt;Their voice,&lt;br /&gt;so potent that it haunts her every minute&lt;br /&gt;and it became the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;soundtrack&lt;/span&gt; of her life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-6157393397999209990?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6157393397999209990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/never-near-there.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6157393397999209990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6157393397999209990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/never-near-there.html' title='never near there'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-3133297904227538305</id><published>2008-09-12T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T09:33:41.572-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Me Against the World</title><content type='html'>I did not change.&lt;br /&gt;I just haven't finishing disclosing.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rise up again when I fall hard.&lt;br /&gt;Even if there is no one there to catch me,&lt;br /&gt;I will still stand tall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will fight even when the world is against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go to the seaside&lt;br /&gt;because I fell in love with it:]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-3133297904227538305?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3133297904227538305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-against-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3133297904227538305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3133297904227538305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/09/me-against-world.html' title='Me Against the World'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-7740623330878420354</id><published>2008-08-31T11:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T08:58:09.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Merdeka celebration with my sayangs :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLs1hUMoZAI/AAAAAAAAAg4/qp5OAG_LS6c/s1600-h/1_796828134l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLs1hUMoZAI/AAAAAAAAAg4/qp5OAG_LS6c/s400/1_796828134l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240841437849347074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;picture edited &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;by John (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;It's 2.30 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Here I am, blogging instead of lying on my hard stiffed matress, sleeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;I am insomniac people. No kidding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fetched Sulin and headed to Lei's house at approximately 12.15 p.m. The three of us did the usual catching up  :D Later, Eugene came. Coincidentally, all of us wore &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;, except Su Lin. She was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; :/ &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Sweat lah you Sulin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, all of us hopped in to the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;white beautiful myvi&lt;/span&gt; *smiles* to go and fetch John before we proceeded to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;newly launched&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Taiping Central.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sadly, May Ling couldn't join us :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Yes people. Now Taiping actually had Starbucks, Sushi King and Kenny Rogers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;So as a Taiping-ite, they usually go &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHOAHHHHHH/ FUYOHHHHHH&lt;/span&gt; :O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But then, again as a Taiping-ite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SO EXPENSIVEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;. :|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That is a typical Taiping-ite :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sweat.&lt;/span&gt; L-O-L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, nothing beat the good old siang malam where a cup of coffee/tea only cost Rm1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;And it taste like heaven :))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Taiping Central was like a higher-class version of the Taiping pasar malam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;I know. I am so evil, condemning the fresh block which just opened like 12 hours ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;BUT IT'S TRUE LA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, so we strolled and walked around Taiping Central (since its NEW right), enjoying each other presence.&lt;br /&gt;Then, we headed for lunch at Tesco.&lt;br /&gt;I fed each and every of them a mouthful of my toast.&lt;br /&gt;And I want to do that again =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AWWWW :) I love my sayangs lah.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Its so hard to not love them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it started to drizzle. We ran hand in hand to the car.&lt;br /&gt;The oh-so-common cam-whoring session began at Lei's house.&lt;br /&gt;And now, as the oh-so-common-thing-to-do-when-you-have-a-blog, is to post up the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;So people, here you go,&lt;br /&gt;a few pictures of my sayangs :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLrmdHCnr8I/AAAAAAAAAf4/IkPBNvv-y0M/s1600-h/31082008%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLrmdHCnr8I/AAAAAAAAAf4/IkPBNvv-y0M/s320/31082008%28007%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240754504179625922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLrjtahGcqI/AAAAAAAAAfw/0XoiOzuRCiY/s1600-h/31082008%28010%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLrjtahGcqI/AAAAAAAAAfw/0XoiOzuRCiY/s320/31082008%28010%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240751485750768290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLsy6TrLNsI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/uAgPCeASXPk/s1600-h/Image032.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLsy6TrLNsI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/uAgPCeASXPk/s320/Image032.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240838568670869186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLswdsvcwPI/AAAAAAAAAgI/QJ720r0SSok/s1600-h/31082008%28019%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLswdsvcwPI/AAAAAAAAAgI/QJ720r0SSok/s320/31082008%28019%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240835878160220402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLszIIPnfCI/AAAAAAAAAgY/xd7DgYxvJnQ/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLszIIPnfCI/AAAAAAAAAgY/xd7DgYxvJnQ/s320/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240838806120660002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLs0nIoYXhI/AAAAAAAAAgo/kVS0r6Vh-hU/s1600-h/Image030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLs0nIoYXhI/AAAAAAAAAgo/kVS0r6Vh-hU/s320/Image030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240840438312099346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Till we meet again :]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-7740623330878420354?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7740623330878420354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/merdeka-celebration-with-my-sayangs.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7740623330878420354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7740623330878420354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/merdeka-celebration-with-my-sayangs.html' title='Merdeka celebration with my sayangs :)'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLs1hUMoZAI/AAAAAAAAAg4/qp5OAG_LS6c/s72-c/1_796828134l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-4378679724702682022</id><published>2008-08-30T11:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T11:24:56.816-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I wed.</title><content type='html'>Tonight, I was overpowered with my lovey dovey feeling.&lt;br /&gt;A huge sigh, signifying contentment gushed out from me.&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling all lovey dovey, squishy mushy. I just love them too much (:&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, my sweet sweet love was not shared with all of them.&lt;br /&gt;Some even chose to turn their head away from it.&lt;br /&gt;How devastating.&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong, it's not that I did not enjoyed myself, I did indeed.&lt;br /&gt;Just that, something was missing. And something was not right.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Sometimes, I ponder am I being a completely faceless jerk after all??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or, am I thinking too much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sweat'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh. Lei and I exchanged wedding rings tonight. Yes, It's official. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;We were married under the moonlight, not literally exchanging rings, but we exchange&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; char kueh teow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, 31st August is our anniversary :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, t'was a great night celebrating the nation's independence day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss them already.&lt;br /&gt;And I meant it in my every single of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I miss you :&lt;/span&gt;] phrases.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-4378679724702682022?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4378679724702682022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wed.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4378679724702682022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4378679724702682022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/i-wed.html' title='I wed.'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-6790167729072762812</id><published>2008-08-24T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T06:15:23.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye bye China, Hello London :]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLFeoVECUuI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WPEpodDOqB4/s1600-h/olympic-mascots.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLFeoVECUuI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WPEpodDOqB4/s320/olympic-mascots.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238071888550449890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Great&lt;/span&gt;. Here I am again, stuck in Mentari, with no television.&lt;br /&gt;What's worst is that there are a pile of rubbish in the house, where the foul smell will soon start to fabricate the air.&lt;br /&gt;The Olympic 2008 closing ceremony is on &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt;, and the whole world is watching it, while I'm here&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; IMAGINING&lt;/span&gt; that I am watching the ceremony, as I stared onto my lagg-ish laptop.&lt;br /&gt;How excruciating.&lt;br /&gt;The loaded pile of assignments are untouched, leaving me with hormones that arouses my stress level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I want to watch Olympics, and its ceremony. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The assignments I'm loaded with leave me insufficient time to exercise, dream, stare into space, even sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I want to watch Olympic, and its ceremony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As irony as it may sound, I can still waste my time blogging, when here I am, complaining that I need more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Get a life Steph. =.="&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I'm going to get myself started with my assignments now.&lt;br /&gt;First presentation for this semester is this Thursday. Excited yet nervous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nahh. I love presentation (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom, Dad, if you're reading,&lt;br /&gt;you know I always love you ;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I won a Alicia Keys CD from Mix FM last week :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-6790167729072762812?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6790167729072762812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/bye-bye-china-hello-london.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6790167729072762812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6790167729072762812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/bye-bye-china-hello-london.html' title='Bye bye China, Hello London :]'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SLFeoVECUuI/AAAAAAAAAfo/WPEpodDOqB4/s72-c/olympic-mascots.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-7894836309997285125</id><published>2008-08-22T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T22:29:09.285-07:00</updated><title type='text'>She's 19 (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SK-dUqaVPKI/AAAAAAAAAfg/J2O1SQ1t1ec/s1600-h/variant.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SK-dUqaVPKI/AAAAAAAAAfg/J2O1SQ1t1ec/s320/variant.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237577869962853538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; 19th &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;VARIANT &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It had been almost a year since I last saw, smelled, nor touched you!!! :(&lt;br /&gt;You are hazardously missed by me, and I'm definite that the rest of us misses you too :]&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that the usual surprise birthday party for you is not set up.&lt;br /&gt;I hope you're doing great wherever you are.&lt;br /&gt;Eat more. You're way too skinny.&lt;br /&gt;And don't forget to introduce me to your other half, when you found one.&lt;br /&gt;Or is it you &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HAD&lt;/span&gt; found one...?:P&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, Have a great 19th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;and I miss you and love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-7894836309997285125?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7894836309997285125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/shes-19.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7894836309997285125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7894836309997285125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/shes-19.html' title='She&apos;s 19 (:'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SK-dUqaVPKI/AAAAAAAAAfg/J2O1SQ1t1ec/s72-c/variant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-235370383110870818</id><published>2008-08-17T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T02:38:56.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You had probably read gazzilions of my post saying that I terribly miss my family and etc.&lt;br /&gt;YES, I DO. all the time.&lt;br /&gt;And my point is, WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT?&lt;br /&gt;Okay, maybe it&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sounded&lt;/span&gt; like I'm homesick although it had been a year living in this hellhole.&lt;br /&gt;Mind you people, I am&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; not&lt;/span&gt; homesick okay.&lt;br /&gt;But yet again, it depends on how you define homesickness.&lt;br /&gt;In the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sepetnie dictionary&lt;/span&gt;, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;I just like going back to Taiping and be with my family.&lt;br /&gt;I am close to them, like a pair of chopsticks.&lt;br /&gt;I can live on my own and I do not sob to bed anymore, like how I used to back when I first step into college world.&lt;br /&gt;Going back to Taiping constantly meant homesickness??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what, I might even make a trip home every week since I do not have classes on Friday for this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boo ya!&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;br /&gt;I am totally fine living on my own here.Although I am a daughter who loves being spoiled by her wonderful parents :] I can still be independent. I'm a survivor okay.&lt;br /&gt;And, I just happen to love being around my family and places where things are cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Taiping! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, according to bla bla bla, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm homesick&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;As long as I know I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Whatever (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;gREAT&lt;/span&gt;. Chong Wei''s match with Lin Dan is on today and I am stuck in this hellhole.&lt;br /&gt;Me, being a completely sport addict will miss this ultimate highlight of the Olympic.&lt;br /&gt;I still remember watching those badminton matches with my family. It's like a family activity on its own.&lt;br /&gt;Family members gathered around the television set cheering and commenting on every move the players made, cursing and screaming on any of the penalties and fouls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, here am I,&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt; imagining &lt;/span&gt;myself in a living room with my family, watching my imaginary television set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-235370383110870818?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/235370383110870818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-not-wrong.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/235370383110870818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/235370383110870818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-not-wrong.html' title='It&apos;s not wrong'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-2669562051179712939</id><published>2008-08-11T02:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T02:39:35.937-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's geting closer now</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stepping into degree is a total 360 degree change for me.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, foundation is wayyyyyyy easier.&lt;br /&gt;I miss foundation :(&lt;br /&gt;Piled up assignments; as usual. Just that it's superbly tougher this time.&lt;br /&gt;The pressure and burden to strive and be as perfect and flawless as possible rise again.&lt;br /&gt;Cost of living is shooting up and I'm broke.&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling guilty all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I want to go home so that I can run away from all these madness.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I don't know how my friends are able to do it and cope up with it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm constantly thinking about my family.&lt;br /&gt;The air here is terrible, my asthma is gradually coming back.&lt;br /&gt;I need to perform well for my parents. I can feel the pressure again.&lt;br /&gt;Why do the price of oil had to rise? Or else I'll be able to go back to Taiping &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;every weekend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, I'm still acting all immature-ish. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; BIRHTDAY&lt;/span&gt; RACHEL &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;GOMEZ :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/win/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/win/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SKAQEBDfbgI/AAAAAAAAAfY/tHQPAuxDPGA/s1600-h/1_790862154l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SKAQEBDfbgI/AAAAAAAAAfY/tHQPAuxDPGA/s320/1_790862154l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233200428193115650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stay cute, hot, and sexay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep that booty shaking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;And good luck in your new semester!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sorry there's no surrrprise party from me this year :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love you, Gomez (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-2669562051179712939?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2669562051179712939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-geting-closer-now.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2669562051179712939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2669562051179712939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-geting-closer-now.html' title='It&apos;s geting closer now'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SKAQEBDfbgI/AAAAAAAAAfY/tHQPAuxDPGA/s72-c/1_790862154l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-5828888656642546702</id><published>2008-08-04T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:51:56.767-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 19th Even</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SJbNOWSeAKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6E4X580p8xo/s1600-h/1_777905812l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SJbNOWSeAKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6E4X580p8xo/s320/1_777905812l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230593663622316194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;19TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;LEOW&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;EVEN!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Are Terribly Miss by Me :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have been;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a great friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a great tutor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a great artist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a great runner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a great listener&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soon to be great nurse (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;great in bed? &lt;/span&gt;lols. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAYS, hope you're enjoying your birthday wherever you are.&lt;br /&gt;We're sorry that we couldn't prepare those surprise party like how we used to.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Love you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Vennie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; darling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Degree is so freagging scaaarryyy.&lt;br /&gt;My heart was thumping and pounding after the first class.&lt;br /&gt;What if I could not meet up with the lecturer's expectations?&lt;br /&gt;What if I could not even complete the first assignment?&lt;br /&gt;What if I fail my first semester and have to further burden my parents with the costly fees by staying back?&lt;br /&gt;What if what if what if...OMG. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/win/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-5828888656642546702?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5828888656642546702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-19th-even.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5828888656642546702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5828888656642546702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-19th-even.html' title='Happy 19th Even'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SJbNOWSeAKI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/6E4X580p8xo/s72-c/1_777905812l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-752796990098327701</id><published>2008-07-31T20:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T21:00:57.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>different.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I hate this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;urgh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what feeling is this, all I know is&lt;br /&gt;it's not the feeling that I want.&lt;br /&gt;I chose to go back to my grandparents place for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;With hope that it can ease me and help me feel better.&lt;br /&gt;New semester will be a busybusybusy one.&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling so lonely.&lt;br /&gt;It's like I don't fit in anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Can't fit in in my social circle,&lt;br /&gt;can't fit in with people.&lt;br /&gt;people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm afraid of people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there you go.&lt;br /&gt;I need to make something out of my life.&lt;br /&gt;I want to achieve well in studies.&lt;br /&gt;I want to make them proud.&lt;br /&gt;I want to feel that I am once worth it.&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop growing horizontally.&lt;br /&gt;I want to stand out.&lt;br /&gt;I want to be different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;urrrrgggghhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-752796990098327701?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/752796990098327701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/different.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/752796990098327701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/752796990098327701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/different.html' title='different.'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-2104876285652937667</id><published>2008-07-31T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T07:20:00.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So hot that I melted</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Orientation.&lt;br /&gt;Oh.How b-o-r-i-n-g.&lt;br /&gt;I was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;half awake&lt;/span&gt; during the first part of it.&lt;br /&gt;Partly, was due to the medication.&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I AM SLEEPY.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, it was our second orientation for us foundation continuing students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;That's why lah boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it was&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; fun&lt;/span&gt; as we scrolled our eyes onto those new-comers.&lt;br /&gt;spotting for soon-to-be- classmates.&lt;br /&gt;drooling over the hottest boy in the auditorium.&lt;br /&gt;envy over hot girls.&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;catching up with the old friends.&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can't wait for classes to commence.&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;AND OHMYCHEESEMACERONIPAPAJOLLYGOD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Jason Mraz; "....so hot that I melted"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I might melt soon.&lt;br /&gt;urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;And I'm still sick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's so hot.&lt;br /&gt;Gah!. stupid flu and cough.&lt;br /&gt;Shoo.Go away lah.&lt;br /&gt;You're eating me.&lt;br /&gt;GRRRR.&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/686140591098464992-2104876285652937667?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2104876285652937667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-hot-that-i-melted.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2104876285652937667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2104876285652937667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/so-hot-that-i-melted.html' title='So hot that I melted'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-2946279811970889486</id><published>2008-07-29T09:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T09:58:16.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the beginning of a new end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;last day in Taiping before I'm off for my degree to commence (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;excited and nervous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;brrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;John&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Adrian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoyed my last chat with them.&lt;br /&gt;nothing beats midnight chat under the starlight.&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;aww. I love you people lahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I love my taiping kakiS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so so love them.&lt;br /&gt;till then all my Taiping kakiS.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;great, and now I'm having cough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;swt~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-2946279811970889486?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/2946279811970889486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/beginning-of-new-end.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2946279811970889486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/2946279811970889486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/beginning-of-new-end.html' title='the beginning of a new end'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-7949361739460984381</id><published>2008-07-28T07:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T07:20:28.624-07:00</updated><title type='text'>awful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's so wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;so so wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but i can't hold it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i wanted to tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i just couldn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;because i know it's wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i'll go back to pretending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like everything alright&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and try to put him back behind my memory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and wished that he'll never come upfront again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i like his texts, midnight calls and sweet e-mails.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i enjoyed his presence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss being around him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want him so badly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but yeah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it's wrong wrong wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;urrrgghh. down with a terrible flu and soar throat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;it's killing me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;going back to KL this week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;and I'm feeling unwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;way to go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/686140591098464992-7949361739460984381?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7949361739460984381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/awful.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7949361739460984381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7949361739460984381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/awful.html' title='awful'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-5233581562044344976</id><published>2008-07-27T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:51:58.221-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SI1tkx9kJjI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QsCyZShI5Vk/s1600-h/P1030024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SI1tkx9kJjI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QsCyZShI5Vk/s320/P1030024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227955221101291058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SI1s7bURo1I/AAAAAAAAAfA/ufhOP1UkHzQ/s1600-h/P1030021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SI1s7bURo1I/AAAAAAAAAfA/ufhOP1UkHzQ/s320/P1030021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227954510647894866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SI1sN58MqUI/AAAAAAAAAe4/tNiih3Ba5X0/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SI1sN58MqUI/AAAAAAAAAe4/tNiih3Ba5X0/s320/Image027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227953728594422082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SI1sDf02F-I/AAAAAAAAAew/rb8lVVyy1fU/s1600-h/P1030017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SI1sDf02F-I/AAAAAAAAAew/rb8lVVyy1fU/s320/P1030017.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227953549785569250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;loves&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-5233581562044344976?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5233581562044344976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5233581562044344976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5233581562044344976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SI1tkx9kJjI/AAAAAAAAAfI/QsCyZShI5Vk/s72-c/P1030024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-4628199608427289884</id><published>2008-07-27T00:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:51:58.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squashed chocolate indulgence</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SIwgS-WwaNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/28Dx7HcNJTA/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SIwgS-WwaNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/28Dx7HcNJTA/s320/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227588777818482898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Lei's&lt;/span&gt; birthday on the 26th of July.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrated with her, Gene and John. We surprised her.&lt;br /&gt;Here, read &lt;a href="http://leithigarocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lei's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog to find out more.&lt;br /&gt;And oh, one more thing, Gene accidentally sat on the birthday cake! LMAO. =D&lt;br /&gt;I think all of us enjoyed ourselves.At least I think I did. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Less pictures because most of it are in Lei's camera.&lt;br /&gt;Lei, I'm waiting for the pictures and videos. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, went out with Gene and Lei, before Gene head home to Kampar.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Taiping.&lt;br /&gt;We and our itchy hands had to touch everything we laid on our eyes on.&lt;br /&gt;Toys,stationaries, baby;s clothes (wth?), shirts, hair products.&lt;br /&gt;We practcially touched everything in that lame supermarket :D&lt;br /&gt;It was fun because I was with them (:&lt;br /&gt;We held hands and we felt like kids again.&lt;br /&gt;Want to do more of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;I'm missing them already. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-4628199608427289884?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4628199608427289884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/squashed-chocolate-indulgence.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4628199608427289884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4628199608427289884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/squashed-chocolate-indulgence.html' title='Squashed chocolate indulgence'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SIwgS-WwaNI/AAAAAAAAAeo/28Dx7HcNJTA/s72-c/Image015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-7397536659469919100</id><published>2008-07-21T05:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:52:00.237-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dipping legs, I love (:</title><content type='html'>Sorry for abandoning you my sweet old blog.&lt;br /&gt;I know. You people are starting to miss me and my&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sepetness&lt;/span&gt;. right? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in Taiping for more than a week. And will be heading home next week for degree.&lt;br /&gt;Taiping was as usual, peaceful, cheap, yet somehow &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my lovable, huggable, cute, lovely, good friends of mine made it all happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Rachel&lt;/span&gt; introduced &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Eugene&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and I her friend, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Jin Le&lt;/span&gt; to us.&lt;br /&gt;She came down with her to have a look at Taiping. Hopefully she likes it :/&lt;br /&gt;Jin Le reminded me of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Jie Jing&lt;/span&gt;, another friend whom I haven't met for god knows how long.&lt;br /&gt;And so, long story short-  the five of us went to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;Burmese Pool&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday morning.&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to come out dry, as we only dipped our legs.&lt;br /&gt;But NOOO, I ended up with a soaked butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yay me&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sweat`.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISESOYYmsI/AAAAAAAAAeA/HSoGLTF0XVM/s1600-h/Image023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISESOYYmsI/AAAAAAAAAeA/HSoGLTF0XVM/s320/Image023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225446916289501890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel, &amp;amp; Jin Le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISCKVvSo1I/AAAAAAAAAdY/gc2z3Aaly7A/s1600-h/DSC01833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISCKVvSo1I/AAAAAAAAAdY/gc2z3Aaly7A/s320/DSC01833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225444581802419026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISB4d7Ar1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/IW3f0rUa4Bc/s1600-h/DSC01832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISB4d7Ar1I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/IW3f0rUa4Bc/s320/DSC01832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225444274761412434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello eugene :D haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISD2kdH_jI/AAAAAAAAAdw/nymNnJHyWU0/s1600-h/Image016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISD2kdH_jI/AAAAAAAAAdw/nymNnJHyWU0/s320/Image016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225446441178627634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love too (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISDR5WEf1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/6JN_HSHwOD4/s1600-h/DSC01436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISDR5WEf1I/AAAAAAAAAdg/6JN_HSHwOD4/s320/DSC01436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225445811131023186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John did it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISEemxHscI/AAAAAAAAAeI/nKTts-UrCzg/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISEemxHscI/AAAAAAAAAeI/nKTts-UrCzg/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225447128994132418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISLSyLrFjI/AAAAAAAAAeY/YPv3XDuZ-yg/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISLSyLrFjI/AAAAAAAAAeY/YPv3XDuZ-yg/s320/Image005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225454622481258034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello again eugene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISEFv_y9VI/AAAAAAAAAd4/HSWN0gRP2Vc/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISEFv_y9VI/AAAAAAAAAd4/HSWN0gRP2Vc/s320/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225446701974877522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;John's loving it. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISErv-qcqI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/7WF0R0vrFhQ/s1600-h/Image019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISErv-qcqI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/7WF0R0vrFhQ/s320/Image019.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225447354805154466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jinle,your's truly,rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISBKOtPdkI/AAAAAAAAAdA/q6un2XuP9rI/s1600-h/DSC01439.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISBKOtPdkI/AAAAAAAAAdA/q6un2XuP9rI/s320/DSC01439.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225443480403146306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;flying kisses&lt;/span&gt; to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more updates soon (:&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/686140591098464992-7397536659469919100?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7397536659469919100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/dipping-legs-i-love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7397536659469919100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7397536659469919100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/dipping-legs-i-love.html' title='Dipping legs, I love (:'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SISESOYYmsI/AAAAAAAAAeA/HSoGLTF0XVM/s72-c/Image023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-7858854132321237894</id><published>2008-07-11T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T21:07:06.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Not Her Name</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;She thought she did them proud.&lt;br /&gt;She tried so hard just for&lt;br /&gt;just for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All she wanted was&lt;br /&gt;to be noticed&lt;br /&gt;to be their source of contentment&lt;br /&gt;to be the one they are proud of&lt;br /&gt;to be the one they boast about&lt;br /&gt;to be&lt;br /&gt;to be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;their perfect one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-7858854132321237894?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7858854132321237894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/thats-not-her-name.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7858854132321237894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7858854132321237894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/thats-not-her-name.html' title='That&apos;s Not Her Name'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-3959073280573683557</id><published>2008-07-08T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:52:01.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Graduation; friends forever (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHWqF-BCN-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/C9ztjsYUinE/s1600-h/DSC_0450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221266362529363938" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHWqF-BCN-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/C9ztjsYUinE/s320/DSC_0450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SEPETNIE HAS TAKEN DOWN THE KILLER PAPERS.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*EVIL LAUGH*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take that you, Finals. boohooo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam over.&lt;br /&gt;Happy, yes.&lt;br /&gt;Sad, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; 17th&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;MICHELLE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;CHUN&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; =D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big girl already, be goo&lt;/span&gt;d (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today was the final day that us foundation students would be called FOUNDATION, and known as a class.&lt;br /&gt;Some would be shifting and transferring schools and all. :/ *coughKUHENcough*&lt;br /&gt;Our batch consist of the smallest group of students, and therefore, the bond we had among ourselves are rather strong.&lt;br /&gt;All of us were treated with lunch today, a last good meal with the lecturers altogether.&lt;br /&gt;Bonded and chatted with lecturers, played around with classmates and of course pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my God, degree would be at the end of July, gee, how fast time flies.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, although our batch was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THE smallest&lt;/span&gt; batch, we were the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;biggest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at heart =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;People of the FICM July 2007,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;you guys were awesome, and all of you rock my socks :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Love ya'll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Enough of ramblings.&lt;br /&gt;I shall let the pictures do the talking now :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHWoEaPkfxI/AAAAAAAAAco/TnNbM2QYHnw/s1600-h/Image025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221264136723529490" style="" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHWoEaPkfxI/AAAAAAAAAco/TnNbM2QYHnw/s320/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHWn2NwIuXI/AAAAAAAAAcg/0YWfwG7QMm8/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221263892852291954" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHWn2NwIuXI/AAAAAAAAAcg/0YWfwG7QMm8/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHV1jH5gyPI/AAAAAAAAAcA/-2fSc-Z5l0c/s1600-h/image288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221208589282101490" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHV1jH5gyPI/AAAAAAAAAcA/-2fSc-Z5l0c/s320/image288.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHV1zmLVvOI/AAAAAAAAAcI/QKC4imLa9Vw/s1600-h/image283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221208872287845602" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHV1zmLVvOI/AAAAAAAAAcI/QKC4imLa9Vw/s320/image283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHV1-sGcZII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/wByqMhUnCY8/s1600-h/Image026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221209062856483970" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHV1-sGcZII/AAAAAAAAAcQ/wByqMhUnCY8/s320/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHV2Gwf7s-I/AAAAAAAAAcY/4aanVeWXk1c/s1600-h/image279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221209201476088802" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHV2Gwf7s-I/AAAAAAAAAcY/4aanVeWXk1c/s320/image279.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHV1YnAUxUI/AAAAAAAAAb4/P_r-D1V8roE/s1600-h/image281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221208408653612354" style="cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHV1YnAUxUI/AAAAAAAAAb4/P_r-D1V8roE/s320/image281.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHWq0u86HDI/AAAAAAAAAc4/-XxZVJOnoHY/s1600-h/DSC_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221267165939375154" style="" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHWq0u86HDI/AAAAAAAAAc4/-XxZVJOnoHY/s400/DSC_0441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And yes I know, I'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;so-the-sepet. &lt;/span&gt;=__="&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-3959073280573683557?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3959073280573683557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/graduation-friends-forever.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3959073280573683557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3959073280573683557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/graduation-friends-forever.html' title='Graduation; friends forever (:'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHWqF-BCN-I/AAAAAAAAAcw/C9ztjsYUinE/s72-c/DSC_0450.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-6788900076424479152</id><published>2008-07-06T01:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:52:01.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I know, it's wrong, wrong, wrong.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHCERAA2KeI/AAAAAAAAAbA/lgzT8h8tEm4/s1600-h/IMG000003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHCERAA2KeI/AAAAAAAAAbA/lgzT8h8tEm4/s320/IMG000003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219817395718597090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHCEX7TuwoI/AAAAAAAAAbI/huMtYK1w15Y/s1600-h/IMG000004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHCEX7TuwoI/AAAAAAAAAbI/huMtYK1w15Y/s320/IMG000004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219817514714710658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals commencing in --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;36 hours&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept. eat. slept. read blogs. surf the web. online. eat again. read, and then fell asleep.&lt;br /&gt;I have a very short level of concentration. Unlike my classmates who have like 124120947234x level of concentration. They can actually stare, read, memorize in split seconds. Hence, their good results. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye A's. Sadness.&lt;br /&gt;I sang Kate Perry's song for like a bazzilion times today. I'm so very in love with that song.&lt;br /&gt;She's &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;so-the-bomb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My butt hurt because I've been sitting on this thin and hard mattress of mine for too long, and I ate Milo like I breath oxygen. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll get fat. YES, I am already fat, but yeah, fatter then. Ish. -you just had to made me say it. =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of fats, I randomly have the temptation to... grow fatt-er.&lt;br /&gt;I want to eat my lungs out and start having pizza, waffles served with ice-cream for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;After all, no one says that I can't have lasagna for supper right? haha.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, I shall list this under my to-do list. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of food, I crave for cheese naan right now. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I randomly miss my dad, although I just saw him yesterday. No idea. Must be due to the e-mail I sent him last night. emo-ness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously guys, my butt hurts. Ouch.&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/686140591098464992-6788900076424479152?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6788900076424479152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-its-wrong-wrong-wrong.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6788900076424479152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6788900076424479152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-know-its-wrong-wrong-wrong.html' title='I know, it&apos;s wrong, wrong, wrong.'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SHCERAA2KeI/AAAAAAAAAbA/lgzT8h8tEm4/s72-c/IMG000003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-6955308639721962470</id><published>2008-07-05T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:52:01.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It felt so wrong, it felt so right</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SG-B_yTgQhI/AAAAAAAAAa4/NZi9k9HaYkE/s1600-h/DSC_0464%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SG-B_yTgQhI/AAAAAAAAAa4/NZi9k9HaYkE/s400/DSC_0464%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219533425981014546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Finals starting in erm, 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I been reading/studying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;trying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; to study?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;No.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What have I been doing then?&lt;br /&gt;Eat, eat, and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;more eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;. Who can resist Taiping &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;so-the-very cheap&amp;amp;delicious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; food? definitely not me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what I am still still doing here, blogging when finals is like erm 47.9 hours left?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;L.A.Z.Y.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I expect from this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Excessive fats &amp;amp; unsatisfying results which will lead me to mourning and crying and constant reminder of myself that there's no use crying over spill milk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Updates:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; I weighed and I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;gained &lt;/span&gt;an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;EXtra&lt;/span&gt; of _ _ _ kg's. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Self fulfilling prophecy: It's okay. I rather be fat than to be diagnose with AIDS/HIV. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tuning in &amp;amp; very addicted to Kate Perry- I Kissed A Girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&amp;amp; Moral is &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;so-the-boring&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;URRRGGGHHHHH!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-6955308639721962470?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6955308639721962470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-felt-so-wrong-it-felt-so-right.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6955308639721962470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6955308639721962470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/07/it-felt-so-wrong-it-felt-so-right.html' title='It felt so wrong, it felt so right'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SG-B_yTgQhI/AAAAAAAAAa4/NZi9k9HaYkE/s72-c/DSC_0464%5B1%5D' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-6839387669320558762</id><published>2008-06-30T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:52:01.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SGkDszz6MZI/AAAAAAAAAag/BrFl1VOBJdM/s1600-h/Image015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SGkDszz6MZI/AAAAAAAAAag/BrFl1VOBJdM/s320/Image015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217705711642489234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*LOUD SIGH&lt;/span&gt;*. Finally, it's over. No words can explain how relief I feel right now.&lt;br /&gt;Been sleeping only for 3 hours for the past 48 hours. Yes, thanks to the editing and production of the sitcom.&lt;br /&gt;It drove Leonard and I crazy. Yet, what's saddening was only a few of us got the credits and attention. I so hate it when this happen. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So-the-unfair okay&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Just because our exhaustion and fatigueness aren't portrayed on our faces, you tend to believe that we take it easy. Mind you, we are not.&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY, the sitcom our group produced was ermm.. not bad actually.  :)&lt;br /&gt;We did our best though. Although proper recognitions weren't proposed to us.&lt;br /&gt;And no, I changed my mind about uploading the sitcom up for you people.&lt;br /&gt;cannot cannot! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know how annoying it is when it was your group's turn to preview their production, and ended up some just choose not to pay their full attention to it?&lt;br /&gt;I think that was rather rude and immoral though. Imagine if that was yours and I'm doing that.&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, have that thought people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Despite that, most of my time, I questioned what wrong I've committed as I tried to fit in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;All you left me with was a thread as I was left hanging by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You know how irony is it when most lecturer/educator you met will always say they do not have this special thing for smart/pretty students?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. From what I see/experience believe in, only 10% of them speaks of the truth.&lt;br /&gt;I mean come on, sometimes it's really obvious.. I meant based from their actions and all.&lt;br /&gt;Urgh, this just sickens me&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Latest updates:&lt;br /&gt;1."so-the-very" is the in word.&lt;br /&gt;2. ate too much ketchup and still haven't got sick of it.&lt;br /&gt;3. plans to come up with a Ketchup society with Evonne and worship all great tomatoes and ketchups&lt;br /&gt;4. chewing on too much candies as well. the sour one. I know, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;unhealthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;5. Britney Sepet broke up with here boyfriend names Karri bin Pap.  =D&lt;br /&gt;6. Finals =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Will wait for Dionne to send me those pictures she took with her new DSLR (:, then I'll post them up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sepetnie&lt;/span&gt; signing off :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-6839387669320558762?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6839387669320558762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/jump-in.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6839387669320558762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6839387669320558762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/jump-in.html' title='Jump In'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SGkDszz6MZI/AAAAAAAAAag/BrFl1VOBJdM/s72-c/Image015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-4664511899251845157</id><published>2008-06-24T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T11:34:11.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 17th</title><content type='html'>It's your day today.&lt;br /&gt;After today, you can officially register for driving lessons and then soon, you'll be driving.&lt;br /&gt;Oh. How fast you grew.You were the chubby, cheeky boy I use to bully and my faithful playmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Despite the times that you strangle my teddy bear and rip off my doll's head of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be younger, yet I look high upon you.&lt;br /&gt;As the quiet and timid one, you never fail to stand up for me and offer me your protection.&lt;br /&gt;Verbally, unpleasant words might had slipped while I was on the verge of exploding your head. But you know... *angelic smile* teeheee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Happy&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;17th&lt;/span&gt; Birthday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;Jason&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Lew&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May all your wishes and dreams come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: I'm sorry I couldn't be there for you, but at least I got you something earlier right? *smiles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates:&lt;br /&gt;1. Assignment &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; done.&lt;br /&gt;2. Sitcom 1/4 done.&lt;br /&gt;3. Finals is two weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;4. I have insomnia.&lt;br /&gt;5. I've been eating too much! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-4664511899251845157?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/4664511899251845157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-17th.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4664511899251845157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/4664511899251845157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/happy-17th.html' title='Happy 17th'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-1303968683500862967</id><published>2008-06-21T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:52:01.907-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you feel my world?</title><content type='html'>I just hogged down two buns from Breadstory. It was not satisfying. Don't get me wrong, not that I'm still hungry, I am indeed very full. It's just that the bun didn't turn out to be what I expected.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I paid Rm 6.60 for both of the buns, it's rather disappointing ain't it when the food you purchased is just so...ordinary. Even bread has their brands. What about people? We shall be "brand" some day. Who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great.Speaking of buns and bread, I love bread and pastry so much, I can really hog down a whole loaf of bread. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;Now you know why all the hard work in gym doesn't pay off. It's the bloody carbs and my bloody greed.&lt;br /&gt;And due to stress, I've been constantly eating 'asam', shoving my hand into the container which is loaded with cookies and cereals and... nibbling ketchup packets. I love ketchup. I can really really eat ketchup.Oh did I tell you I love ketchup? haha.&lt;br /&gt;I know. It's very unhealthy and it adds up on the calories. So sad right. :(&lt;br /&gt;Argh.Someone please take the cookie jar away from me please. Because I kept stealing those cookies :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. I feel fat each time I open my mouth and chew those sinful food.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait, correction I feel fat all the time :)&lt;br /&gt;It's a female nature for girls to keep on saying that they are fat. COME ON. Even the skinniest girl in the world would say they have this fat in their bla bla part of their body.&lt;br /&gt;Ok.maybe not all skinny girls.but MOST, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was having deep thoughts the other day about...&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt;. :D&lt;br /&gt;I know. How dumb. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;Some are willing to spend so much on food, but in the end, you flushed it down. I mean, come on.&lt;br /&gt;It's like flushing down cash.&lt;br /&gt;Just for the sake of tasting how delicious it is, some are wiling to spend.&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I am one of them.&lt;br /&gt;It's bizarre ain't it that some food is so expensive, that after keeping it in your body for 12 hours, you end up flushing it down the beautiful round toilet bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Oh well. That's how the world works.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, nothing is greater than the love of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these overdosed of snacks, assignments leads me to my fixation, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lee Hom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to stress, I turned to him or either eat to de-stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;but eating make me feel even worst after that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed my &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Alvin&amp;amp;the Chipmunks&lt;/span&gt; wallpaper to&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt; LeeHom&lt;/span&gt; wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;The only hits that are playing is LeeHom's.&lt;br /&gt;The only hot guy I notice is LeeHom.&lt;br /&gt;I'm all&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; LeeHom-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;It's the stress fault.Stupiak stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SF3zW8MsrbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Hmq57B3GZ5Q/s1600-h/leehom4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SF3zW8MsrbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Hmq57B3GZ5Q/s320/leehom4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214591519006961074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-1303968683500862967?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1303968683500862967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/can-you-feel-my-world.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1303968683500862967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1303968683500862967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/can-you-feel-my-world.html' title='Can you feel my world?'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SF3zW8MsrbI/AAAAAAAAAaY/Hmq57B3GZ5Q/s72-c/leehom4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-7352370156615701998</id><published>2008-06-21T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T04:34:18.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Half a day out</title><content type='html'>Went to MidValley to meet up with the two good friends, whom I haven't met for ages.&lt;br /&gt;And oh how much they've changed! :)&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at Kenny's.&lt;br /&gt;Walked around.The two of them were blouse-hunting.&lt;br /&gt;And I was the one who kept saying "Buy la."&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;To the two good friends: Sorry I wasn't as jovial as I supposed to be. I was really tired :/&lt;br /&gt;Promise I'll make it up to the both of you (:&lt;br /&gt;Have to get back to my work.and OH, I completed Burger Shop! Muahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie review, Social psychology assignment, economics report, SITCOM.&lt;br /&gt;Yay assignments! pfftt, yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments=stress=hungry=indulge into sinful food=F.A.T=sad :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How? sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-7352370156615701998?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/7352370156615701998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/half-day-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7352370156615701998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/7352370156615701998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/half-day-out.html' title='Half a day out'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-3464121565094971553</id><published>2008-06-19T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T12:20:28.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Listen, world.</title><content type='html'>It's 3.15 a.m. I was sleepy 3 hours ago :)&lt;br /&gt;No, I did not stayed up so late to complete my assignment.&lt;br /&gt;I played burger shop *angelic smile*&lt;br /&gt;I managed to reach level 62 in 3 hours. I think I'm good at making burgers online.&lt;br /&gt;Even Michelle thinks that I should really open a burger stall named Sepetnie.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;Okay. That burger game made my eyes go twirly wirly and my brain go fuzzy wuzzy.&lt;br /&gt;I handled too much burgers and fries in one night. Overdose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group managed to start on our sitcom production today. It's a good thing! knowing that we have to pass it up on urm.. 30th of June.&lt;br /&gt;whereby we still need to edit the video which will take so so so much time.&lt;br /&gt;oh gee. ;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to post it in here after everything is complete :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had McDonalds for dinner again. All those fast food is making me grow horizontally.&lt;br /&gt;Oh all those bloody sinful food :(&lt;br /&gt;I hate you for being so delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;See you in my dreams :] where we are together, making burgers :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-3464121565094971553?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/3464121565094971553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/listen-world.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3464121565094971553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/3464121565094971553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/listen-world.html' title='Listen, world.'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-5019817660078085291</id><published>2008-06-17T07:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:52:02.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love me, Love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Firstly, a very belated father's day shout out to Dad, who had been my hero all this while.&lt;br /&gt;I have looked upon no one but you :)&lt;br /&gt;You can never be replace, and I love you from the bottom of my heart :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SFfNRor6P9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/dwYgnmR6jTU/s1600-h/Image021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SFfNRor6P9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/dwYgnmR6jTU/s320/Image021.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212860796567699410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SFfPeaFuy2I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/YfM4QmS05lQ/s1600-h/Image022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SFfPeaFuy2I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/YfM4QmS05lQ/s320/Image022.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212863215011023714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porridge. yum :)&lt;br /&gt;Due to my illness the other day, the beloved neighbors took care of me.&lt;br /&gt;Leh Bin and Elaine cooked porridge knowing that I might puke, and do not have the appetite to eat anything.&lt;br /&gt;Elaine sent the bowl of porridge to my room, and the porridge tasted yummy.&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of my mom :|&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, Leh Bin; you're a mom in my heart (:&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for everything you beloved housemate and neighbor :D&lt;br /&gt;*TIGHT HUG*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course; I'm all better now.;P&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/686140591098464992-5019817660078085291?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/5019817660078085291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/firstly-very-belated-fathers-day-shout.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5019817660078085291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/5019817660078085291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/firstly-very-belated-fathers-day-shout.html' title='Love me, Love you'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SFfNRor6P9I/AAAAAAAAAaI/dwYgnmR6jTU/s72-c/Image021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-686140591098464992.post-1315532765557034142</id><published>2008-06-16T03:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-16T04:25:48.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwell</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was 5.a.m when the uncomfortable feeling started to drown me. I suffocated. I felt like I was going to puke, but it just wouldn't come out.It hold me back. I can't breath, and knowing that I am going to puke, but it just wouldn't flow out, made it even worst. I was cold, my feet especially. I suffered through with these horrendous feeling for a couple of minutes. and then, the 'thing' which was suppose to come out, came out. It was painful. it was sour and very acidic like. my throat got hurt badly due to the acid which urge out from the stomach runs through my throat,  and landed on the bathroom floor. It looks like my dinner, but then as I vomited more, what came out was something yellow and green in color. all I could taste was bitter and sour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was 5 in the morning and I was grieving in agony. Classes starts at 8 the next day. I do not know what to do or who to call. I crawl back to bed, with my terribly hurt throat, discomfort stomach, and try to sleep as I wrapped myself with layers of clothes. The next day, I looked pale. So pale that my friend was afraid to stand by me. My throat still hurt and I didn't have the strength to do anything. I tried my best to divert my full attention during class. The bitter and aftertaste which stays made everything I put in my mouth tasted terrible. Instantly, the toilet became my popular destination for vomiting and defecating. No, I thought I knew what causes these, but I didn't. Will not visit the doctor as I hated doctors, and its costly for something so minor. I need to save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentation and quiz is tomorrow, and I still feel weak.  I need drugs.steroids maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Classmates were very kind, and caring. They reminded me of my mom ;) Thanks you-sweet-caring-lovable-earthlings. I am very much touched by your demeanors and appreciated it a lot. Love you :]&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/686140591098464992-1315532765557034142?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/1315532765557034142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/unwell.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1315532765557034142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/1315532765557034142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/unwell.html' title='Unwell'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-6374126208281987691</id><published>2008-06-14T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T09:00:46.811-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A 'bean' outing with the people next dor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With&lt;/span&gt;: Elaine, Kel Zoe, Leh Bin, Leonard&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was wonderful because I indulged myself with a bowl of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'fa sang wu' &lt;/span&gt;at the Restaurant Bean. Yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;Oh. I started face-booking. Yea. Just started. I know, it's lame. =.=&lt;br /&gt;Facebook is so confusing that I rather take a book, face it and smack it on my head. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Schedule for next week:&lt;br /&gt;1. Oral presentation &amp;amp; quiz&lt;br /&gt;2. Econs presentation &amp;amp; quiz&lt;br /&gt;3. Social psychology report &amp;amp; individual assignment&lt;br /&gt;4. Sitcom production&lt;br /&gt;5. Moral quiz&lt;br /&gt;6. Movie review??&lt;br /&gt;7. FINALS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need some play time :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, am considering on keeping my blog private. Too many unknown and unwanted readers.&lt;br /&gt;Too many passerby who drop by click on my links and befriend with some of my friends behind my back.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if it sounded offensive. But yeah. Might privatized it.&lt;br /&gt;But no worries frequent familiar readers of mine :) I'll make sure you know every corner of my blonde moments :]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/686140591098464992-6374126208281987691?l=sepetnie.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/feeds/6374126208281987691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/bean-outing-with-people-next-dor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6374126208281987691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/686140591098464992/posts/default/6374126208281987691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sepetnie.blogspot.com/2008/06/bean-outing-with-people-next-dor.html' title='A &apos;bean&apos; outing with the people next dor'/><author><name>SEPET</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12899076673422782243</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-686140591098464992.post-3211156362122954621</id><published>2008-06-13T18:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T22:52:02.605-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I invaded my new crib, but the ants invaded me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ants invaded my laptop and my table. You make me clean the table and the floor several times. I hate you ants. That is why I enjoy spraying those pesticide, watch you circle around, and dies slowly. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officially moved into a new crib. I am no more under that expensive piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;This is wayyyyyy moreeee CHEAPER. woohoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love my new room :)&lt;br /&gt;Love the house, despite that it's rather empty.&lt;br /&gt;Love the people.&lt;br /&gt;Love the neighbors? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her house was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;once&lt;/span&gt; next to mine. But now, her room is just 2 steps away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Elaine Neo,&lt;/span&gt; my house mate for this new house :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SFMguw_XgMI/AAAAAAAAAZs/YiGsJonkeng/s1600-h/elaine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SFMguw_XgMI/AAAAAAAAAZs/YiGsJonkeng/s320/elaine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211545181594550466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was always the one who has to walk the extra mile because he lives a distance away from us.&lt;br /&gt;And he was the one who always need someone to fetch him to college, because he hates sweating just before class starts.&lt;br /&gt;He was always the lazy one to come to college if there's nothing extremely urgent. Urgent as if his cat, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cici&lt;/span&gt; died or what so ever. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;But now, he lives next door, where I can just yell for something from my house, knock down his door, chill at his house for no reason and stares at his pile of unfolded clothes on his bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leonard Leao&lt;/span&gt;, the new neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SFMg9OYeL3I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Lh6Lm2EfDJY/s1600-h/Image004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pszJ5i2oLo4/SFMg9OYeL3I/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Lh6Lm2EfDJY/s320/Image004.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211545430002642802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to forget, Leh Bin and Akil stays in the same unit as Leonard is. 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