<?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-19596821</id><updated>2012-01-25T21:15:02.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>come what may</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-115133754350690817</id><published>2006-06-26T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T23:59:03.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>June...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18th June 2006... A day that I had been waiting for... It was my engagement day. It was just a simple one, attended by our immediate family members (mum's and dad's siblings + their family) and of cos my dearest grandpa and grandma. I was very busy that day. In the morning, I need to do last minute cleaning, re arranging of furniture and buying and collecting stuffs. I only put on my &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;green &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;kebaya and make up only a few minutes before Izwan's relatives came. It's kinda rush but I made it before they arrived. Phew! Here are some of the pics that were taken during that wonderful day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/RIMG0891.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;My gifts to my dearest fiance...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/RIMG0896.jpg" width="310" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mum, dad, brother and me...&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/RIMG0907.jpg" width="300" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;When his aunt put the ring on my finger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="240" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/RIMG0909.jpg" width="274" border="0" /&gt;Me and the beautiful bouquet of flowers given by my love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/engagement%20pic.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Me &amp; my cousin...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-115133754350690817?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/115133754350690817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=115133754350690817' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/115133754350690817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/115133754350690817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/06/june.html' title='June...'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-114965886019130223</id><published>2006-06-07T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T13:41:00.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the longest wait</title><content type='html'>my gums HURTS SO MUCH.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant sleep, cant lie down, cant sit, cant even swallow my own saliva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 1:30pm now.. already made an appt with the dentist at 4:15pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im goin early, cannot tahan anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-i-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-114965886019130223?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/114965886019130223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=114965886019130223' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114965886019130223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114965886019130223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/06/longest-wait.html' title='the longest wait'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-114865136879476067</id><published>2006-05-26T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T21:49:28.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a year it has been and many more years to come</title><content type='html'>well it has been a long time. to be honest dear im not sure if u're still visiting here anymore or anyone else for that matter. am pleasantly suprise that u are still writing. well i think its about time i did too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes it has been a year already. i thought it would take longer but also i think time has a knack of passing us by when we don't pay attention to it. and that's excatly how time is when im with u. whenever im around u everything else is secondary. the only thing that matters is u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i have been experiencing over the last year is something im experiencing for the first time and so far its all been good. very good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are good times. plenty of it. and there's very little bad times. but i know that if we ever do run into some problems im sure we'll be able to turn it around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now right here in the cyberworld, i wanna say that i cherish u very much and i adore u for tolerating me and giving me ur care and luv with all your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now and till the end of time i'll be loving you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L.M.N.   U!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;izwan shahruddin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-114865136879476067?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/114865136879476067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=114865136879476067' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114865136879476067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114865136879476067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/05/year-it-has-been-and-many-more-years.html' title='a year it has been and many more years to come'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-114795593748761742</id><published>2006-05-18T20:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T20:38:57.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May?</title><content type='html'>Hmmm...its been a loooong time since I write in this blog. Oh well, current updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;we have been together for a year already.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i am going to have my confirmation appraisal this mon. hopefully things will be alrite&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hmmm...nothing much to update, things are quite boring nowadays. i need to do something exciting or see/hear something interesting. need to do more networking... caiwei do your job! more networking, please! haha!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oh actually, there was one thing wonderful that just happened on the 14th of may. phew! at last, there's somethin interesting...thanx, dear! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okie, that's all for now! Zzzzzzzz.....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-114795593748761742?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/114795593748761742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=114795593748761742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114795593748761742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114795593748761742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/05/may.html' title='May?'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-114425071667452074</id><published>2006-04-05T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-05T23:25:16.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this i promise u</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YOU ARE EVERYTHING I ALWAYS WANTED I NEVER KNEW&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/knP22_PNJhA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/knP22_PNJhA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-114425071667452074?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/114425071667452074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=114425071667452074' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114425071667452074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114425071667452074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/04/this-i-promise-u.html' title='this i promise u'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-114343075731578248</id><published>2006-03-27T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T11:39:17.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the other side of 9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="width:400px; 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Today is not a nice day at all! Whatever I do is just not rite. Every single thing just goes wrong. Sometimes I just wish that I can just vanish in thin air and disappear forever but I will miss my family and friends if I do that. I mean not everything in life is bad. Mother nature is wonderful, with singing birds, beautiful oceans, rainbows, kind people...etc. But there are times when I just feel like being someone else, not being me. I am going to be 25 and what have I achieve so far? Nothing. I just feel like I am living for the sake of living. I feel that I can be soooo ..... I dun even know what word to put in. Sigh! God saves me! Please! I just feel like going somewhere far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far far away where nobody knows me and start living from scratch. Do something adventurous or wonderful or wahatever. I just dun want to be plain old boring me! I hate it! Well, people can say that you need to love yourself before you can expect people to love you or you love people or whatever. I am soooo........ And you know what. as I am writing this, can you imagine some idiot message me asking for sex!!!!!! What..... Whoever that idot is, just deserve my scolding! Gosh, what a day, man!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-114336297546882142?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/114336297546882142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=114336297546882142' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114336297546882142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114336297546882142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/03/what-life.html' title='What a life!'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-114330861728848443</id><published>2006-03-26T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T01:45:05.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out of sorts</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="WIDTH: 342px; HEIGHT: 429px" width="342" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/wantedposter.swf?name=Izwan&amp;msg=FOR:%0dTrying on underwear at the department store without wearing underwear underneath%0d%0dREWARD:%0dA one way trip to antartica&amp;amp;reward=%REWNO%" width="270" height="353" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.swf?id=46"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im fat. yeah i know. i've always been fat. but i can feel it now. the fats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since bmt i've steadily (and surely) increase in the weight dept. now i feel i've passed my original weight before the time i was drafted to the army. not yet weigh myself but i know. yeah you always know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really must start exercising. heck i've should have started months ago. its always this or that, that 'prevented' me from starting. actually in the end i know what it is... im just plain LAZY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazy lazy lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn i got to get moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;motivation. that's what i need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c'mon man! motivate!&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;damn to lazy to even motivate....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-114330861728848443?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/114330861728848443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=114330861728848443' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114330861728848443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114330861728848443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/03/out-of-sorts.html' title='out of sorts'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-114329954739727705</id><published>2006-03-25T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T23:12:27.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reds marching on</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/LuisGarcia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/LuisGarcia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Liverpool overcame the dismissal of skipper Steven Gerrard after only 18 minutes to dominate the Merseyside derby with a 3-1 win over Everton at Anfield. Everton substitute Andy Van der Meyde was also sent-off, seconds after coming on the pitch in the second-half, in a fiery match that saw Phil Neville open the scoring with an own goal. Luis Garcia added a second, before Tim Cahill pulled one back for the Toffees and Harry Kewell sealed the win late on.  ---- source from ESPNsoccernet&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not able to watch the game course im at work. but its great to see that the reds did the double over the toffees. just couple weeks back the papers were writing about how woeful the reds were when it comes to scoring. now the way i see it the reds just can't stop scoring. no matter if we are a man down heck i think against the blueshite even 2 men down i think the reds can still nick it. too bad stevieG was sent off though. guess he got caught up in the europhia of the derby. now gotta wait for the verdict on his suspension.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;manure got to be looking over their shoulders now. i know they have 2 games in hand but this is football. and as cliche as it sounds anything can happen in football. so im hoping for the tide to turn to our favour. a slip up by them could really make this an exciting end to the season. the chelskis can have the league title, its all sewn up for them. to be fair i have to say they know how to win dirty and kudos to them. what's important are the points in the bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe just maybe next season would be key for us. but im always happy with progress. as long as there's progress i know they are heading in the right direction and the league title will be ours again in a not too far away future..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YNWA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-114329954739727705?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/114329954739727705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>funnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/babysitting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/babysitting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/babyturkey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/babyturkey.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/catdog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/catdog.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-114329551510066333?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/114329551510066333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=114329551510066333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114329551510066333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114329551510066333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/03/funnies.html' title='funnies'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-114300155610493835</id><published>2006-03-22T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T12:25:56.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Wj7B35ceBA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/6Wj7B35ceBA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this video says it all. a tribute to the best fans in the world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-114300155610493835?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-114132244416640853</id><published>2006-03-03T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T02:00:44.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night shift</title><content type='html'>on the night shift. the kids are busy doing their work in front of their desktops, conquering and vanquishing each other on age of empire. looks fun to see them playing it but that kind of game just not my cup of tea. i tried before playing similar games, red alert/C&amp;C, but in the end i just don't have it in me to finish the missions. just lost interest halfway through the campaign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im on my third night. tommorow 1 more night to go. been clocking 5 days 12 hrs shift for the last 2 weeks and im welcoming my off days with open arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its been a quiet night. just the way i like it. finished up my reports and half baked an SOP i was supposed to do. dunno how la. not sure how to do anyway. think i just do whatever and then tell the boss i dunno what to do in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. can't wait for clockout time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-114132244416640853?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/114132244416640853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=114132244416640853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114132244416640853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114132244416640853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/03/night-shift.html' title='night shift'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-114028391661617055</id><published>2006-02-19T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T01:32:00.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>15th february</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Well, it was yet another special day. Spent most of the morning trying to cramp my head with some stuff on mental health as I was preparing for my interview at IMH. Reached there earlier so I tot I can still read up my stuff but I was asked to do a competency test straight away. Sigh. So just did wat I can. Around 4 plus, I had my interview. It went on fine. Kinda expected questions like " you have a year of experience in dealing with physical cases, do you think you can manage mental health cases and what makes you want to join a mental health setting"...ya things like that... Then after the interview, I went to see izwan. We were supposed to meet my 'cousins and their partners' for dinner. We were the first to come. Had loads and loads of food. Yum! It was really nice. We joked and laughed and did 'networking @ gossiping'. Hehe. It was a wonderful nite rite, dear......Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="216" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/gathering1.jpg" width="297" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Me, izwan, asrul, siti, jaja and kak zana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/gathering2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Loads of food on the table. Yum!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/gathering3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Another couple (aisyah and her boyfren) and us and MORE food!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-114028391661617055?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/114028391661617055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=114028391661617055' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114028391661617055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114028391661617055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/02/15th-february.html' title='15th february'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-114028050871079143</id><published>2006-02-19T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T00:35:09.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14th February 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14th feb.... It was a special day indeed. Nope, not becos of V-day but it was the day when me and izwan celebrated our 9 mth anniversary or wat he called the 9th mthversary cos it haven been a year yet (annual). And it was  'supposedly' my last day at work as ive finish my 1 year contract. I had a great time at work. Had lunch together with my collegues. Kena sabo during lunch as I underwent an extreme make over. They drew and added 'paints and make up' to 'beautify' my face and I was not allowed to wash them off! So I treated my patients with that 'painted' face. It was really funny but I enjoyed myself. Then I went out to see my dearest boyfren. Really good to see him again. Been awhile since I saw him~2 weeks ago. But it was worth it all as I saw him... greeting me with his smile. Soo cute....well anyway, we went to have our dinner at pizza hut and just hung around. And dear, thanx for your mthversary gift. It is a real beauty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DDG gal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-114028050871079143?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/114028050871079143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=114028050871079143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114028050871079143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/114028050871079143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/02/14th-february-2006.html' title='14th February 2006'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113970875981463009</id><published>2006-02-12T09:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-12T09:45:59.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>red revival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/_41321350_hyypiaglpa416.jpg" border="0" alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;goal! courtesy of the big finn sami. showing the strikers the way to goal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reds have finally got back to winning ways. after 3 successive away lost, this victory couldn't come at a better time. even then the last 3 games, reds didn't deserve to lose. in all those matches that reds end up losing, they have been dominating the opposition for large periods of time. only to be undone by poor finishing and bad luck. defenitely against the manure scums and chelski, we would have at least gotten a point out of the games, or even 3! only against charlton, the reds didn't play to their potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reds striking dept worries me. its been awhile now that any of the strikers have chip in their share of the goals. looks like all 3 of them(djibril, nando, crouchie) have been firing blanks. im not including robbie in the list cause he's a 'newcomer' to the set up and yet to get back to match fitness but when he does he'll be back like he never left the reds. i wouldn't be suprise if robbie gets his name on the scoresheet before any of the 3 strikers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well its arsenal next in midweek. its gonna be a massive game for the reds. there's no way rafa's men can afford to drop any more points. playing at home in front of the kop, reds should go for the maximum points in hand. the gooners are going through a rough patch of form lately as also the reds, so anything's possible and everything is up for grabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next we have the manure scums on saturday. road to the fa cup final. reds vs scums. who better to kick them out of the competition. c'mon u reds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YNWA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113970875981463009?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113970875981463009/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113932229756197324</id><published>2006-02-07T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T22:24:57.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories and cartoon strips</title><content type='html'>its my last night shift today.  managed to catch up with the army guys few days back. selvein's leaving this fri so he suggested for the guys to have dinner. most of them turned up. its nice to see them again. just being in one place together took us back to the fun times we had in camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;managed to get a spot at samar's. the place kinda new to everyone. the deco's nice. but the food... the food is just totally plain. it didn't suck but it's kinda dissapointing. with the prices they had for the food, i expected it to be more 'exquisite' and to some of my buddies, they just expect the food to be 'more' =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so after what we had, all of us decided to have a real dinner and went over to victory to get us some real food. pratas, murtabaks, mee goreng... its like we have not had our dinner yet. after that real dinner, a few of the guys went off to the bay and hung out till late. it was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can be a very nostalgic person sometimes and being there with my buddies i feel like  its just yesterday that we were being brought together from different paths of life and became friends. the great times we had together.. i miss them a lot. now, everybody going in different directions. some are studying, some working... i just hope this wouldn't be the last time im gonna see them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the media has been going about a lot about the cartoons of prophet muhammad. i've read about the demostrations, fights, riots and killings in the news. personally i think the danish govt could be more diplomatic with this situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every country has its own rules. the west in general has this what they call the freedom of speech. having the freedom of spech, to express your ideas, to me that's a good thing. we all have our own opinions  and nobody should dictate how others should think. but sometimes too much of a good thing can also turn out to be bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in this case i expect the cartooninsts/publishers of these cartoons to be more sensitive to such 'creative' ideas. i mean the world is already at breaking point with regards to what the west call extremists or terrorists. and now he/she/they have now in their hands, cartoons with messages that is like equivalent of leaving a bull in a china shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are theses people thinking publishing such things. do they expect laughter? if they wanted to get noticed, well they are in the limelight now. no doubt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't understand the rationale of making up such things. they say they have a freedom of speech, ok fine. but why and what's their purpose when they make such things up?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now because of their STUPIDITY, all kind of shit has been happening all over the world. if they know all these things would have happen, would these people have changed their minds? or maybe its their intentions after all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well if that's the case, i guess a congratulations is in order. they've achived their purpose in life. hope they can die happy now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113932229756197324?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113932229756197324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113932229756197324' title='4 Comments'/><link 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grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My bf sent me some of the photos that we took in australia last nite... well early this morning just after the CNY countdown. When I looked at those pics, it reminded me of the days when me and my 3 other classmates went to aussie together... We shared our happy and sad moments together... Reminded me of the days when we would just talked and talked and talked in the kitchen or in each other's room til the next morning. So many things to talk about. Nope we are not gossiping, just networking. Hehe. We didn't study til the last two days before exams and start to do our assignments the day before the due date. Once we needed to stay awake and alert, in case if this 'stranger' in our house do something stupid to one of our housemates. Haha. Lots and lots of crazy things we did back then. And nope, we are not a bunch of rowdy people. We were just having fun. So many memories just flooded my mind. There is nothing in this world that I will exchanged for those times we had in aussie.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/Perth%20Zoo%20015.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/Azi%20and%20me%20with%20the%20wombat.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/Perth%20Zoo%20015.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;A pic &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;of us at the&lt;/span&gt; zoo, a few&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;days after our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;attachment. &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;School's&lt;/span&gt; over&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/Azi%20and%20me%20with%20the%20wombat.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bf and a&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;wombat.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quite heavy!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/IMGP0422.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;my 5 housemates&lt;/span&gt;-cum-&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;friends at Erica Underwood&lt;/span&gt; House &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dinner. Chill!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thanx, dear for everything. You are always there when I need you and may our bfship never sink! God bless you! Hope to see you again soon, Caiwei @ bf! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113852893505687739?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113852893505687739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113852893505687739' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113852893505687739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113852893505687739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/01/those-were-days.html' title='Those were the days...'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113841580056947784</id><published>2006-01-28T10:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T11:26:38.040+08:00</updated><title type='text'>return of the son</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/fowler2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROBBIE IS BACK!!! HE'S BACK HOME!! THE PRODIGAL SON RETURNS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOHOOOOO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno if u notice it but im estatic! im over the moon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robbie was my all time favourite player ever to don the red jersey of liverpool. i was upset that he was forced out the club, but all that is water under the bridge now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to see and hear the reception he's gonna receive. its gonna be off the scale. can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now when owen comes back next season, we all be one big happy family again =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113841580056947784?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113841580056947784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Angel of Mine</title><content type='html'>The angels in the heavens are crying&lt;br /&gt;They are sad&lt;br /&gt;A friend had been missing&lt;br /&gt;A friend they truly cared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lest I expected I’ve found that angel&lt;br /&gt;I'll care for her now&lt;br /&gt;I'll love her and hold her tight&lt;br /&gt;Cherish her like the sun's light&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To give her all my love&lt;br /&gt;To be by her side&lt;br /&gt;A promise I’ve made&lt;br /&gt;Till the end of time and tide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pray to God everyday&lt;br /&gt;That He would bless our lives together&lt;br /&gt;That He let me be with her&lt;br /&gt;Till my time here is over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the one I want to be with&lt;br /&gt;Before I even know&lt;br /&gt;And now that I’ve met her&lt;br /&gt;Never to let her go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sekarang kau pergi menjauh,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sekarang kau tinggalkan aku,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Disaat ku mulai mengharapkanmu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan ku mohon maafkan aku.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku menyesal telah membuatmu menangis,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dan biarkan memilih yang lain,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tapi jangan pernah kau dustai takdirmu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pasti itu terbaik untukmu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Janganlah lagi kau mengingatku kembali,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aku bukanlah untukmu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meski ku memohon dan meminta hatimu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jangan pernah tinggalkan dirinya untuk diriku.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meski ku memohon meminta hatimu,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jangan &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/broken%20heart-%20girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="98" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/broken%20heart-%20girl.jpg" width="82" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pernah tinggalkan dirinya,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Untuk diriku.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is my current favourite song, Aku bukan untuk mu- Ross&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_HY8d2mcBHc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_HY8d2mcBHc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113803862236401325?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113803862236401325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113803862236401325' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113803862236401325'/><link 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Well, life is just ok. I had a very very very very hectic time at work but it's alrite. I managed and now the numbers of the patients has dropped so I can still handle them. N i am having my first long break. I am really feeling good. Haha. It's been soooo long since I took a break. Took one day off for my graduation and another one for hari raya last year and that's it. One year of work and two days of break! So this time, I took a week break, starting from today. Yipee! So tired. Love my job but I guess I still need a break too ya. Applied for two organisations for a permanent job - St Luke and Changi Hospital. Will be going for a job interview at CGH this fri. Hope it goes well. My contract is ending. The manager wants me to continue but I want a permanent one rather than contract. Just hate the insecured feeling. Ok, will update again....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DDG gal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113755692758686077?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113755692758686077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113755692758686077' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113755692758686077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113755692758686077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-days.html' title='My days....'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113695812744368169</id><published>2006-01-11T13:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T14:03:19.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya haji</title><content type='html'>gosh it's been awhile since i last blogged.. been real busy at work. there's this new guy in my team and he's new and stuff and so i've been carrying most of the load at work. n this new guy, he's so damn casual when it comes to work its unbelieveable.. but no matter how much im gonna bitch about him he's still gonna be like that. im not the type who goes into someone face and tell him he better buck up. used to though when i was in the army(n loving it) but not anymore. i'll just do what i can do and supervise him whenever i can. anything else that he fu*k up or  did  not do, he's own his own. maybe this could be the best way to give himself that kick up his arse to wake up his farking idea...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway on a lighter note. hari raya haji was yesterday. had a nice time resting last couple of&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00063.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00063.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; days. eve of raya haji, asked nurul and hakim out for ice-cream. promised nurul ice-cream some time ago so when ibu told me swensens opened up at compass point, guess it's about time for me to come good on that promise. see now, i'm not the type who goes out with cousins or relatives on social outings like this. but its good that i get to spend some time with them. catch up on their lives and cracking jokes. nice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day, overslept a little for the raya prayers. luckily ibu woke me up,else i'll just be sleeping through. went to the istiqamah mosque at serangoon street. the mufti was there and also one of the MP. so the camera crew were out and about in the mosque. was suprised to see myself on the 8 pm news that night. guess that was my 15 minutes of fame =P although it was&lt;br /&gt;just only a second..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00064.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00064.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;it was raining when i got there. the sheeps were all wet and stinky. after the prayers, i managed to take a pic of them huddling to each other. they must be shivering cold. guess they would be happy queeing up to get &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sembelih. &lt;/span&gt;heard form sis later that day, there are not enough food for them to eat also. poor sheeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now its wednesday. working the night shift. feeling a little under the weather. think im having the cold. well gonna have a nap soon. hopefully im feeling better when i wake up later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113695812744368169?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113695812744368169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113695812744368169' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113695812744368169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113695812744368169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/01/raya-haji.html' title='raya haji'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113611168223575889</id><published>2006-01-01T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T18:34:42.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006</title><content type='html'>2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy new year everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 has been slated as a year that would be a milestone in my life. and if things do go as planned it would certainly will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im trying to re-invent myself (hopefully) this year.  certain aspects  in my life  in 05 i think i could have done better. im not making the usual new year resolutions (never good at keeping it anyway) but more of a work in progress kinda thing. it might take me awhile but im hoping to do myself justice. bit by bit anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye 05, you have been kind. you've given me the best present i could have. im gonna love her and cherish her always. i hope i can make her happier this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hello 06. lets see what you have in store for me..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113611168223575889?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113611168223575889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113611168223575889' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113611168223575889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113611168223575889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2006/01/2006.html' title='2006'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113603108517955874</id><published>2005-12-31T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T20:11:25.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last day of the year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/Kenduri%20040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="203" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/Kenduri%20040.jpg" width="284" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/Kenduri%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="cow"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;29...30...31...Wah! The last day of the year! Have been waiting for it... At last it comes! This will be my last entry........ of the year! Wish that 2006 will be a great year with less headaches and heartaches and may there be peace! Wanna wish everyone a happy advanced new year! Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113603108517955874?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113603108517955874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113603108517955874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113603108517955874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113603108517955874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2005/12/last-day-of-year.html' title='The last day of the year!'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113579522348572782</id><published>2005-12-29T01:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T02:40:23.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cakes and ice cream</title><content type='html'>celebrated izzah's birthday last saturday on christmas eve. its swensen's for the whole family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00056.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00056.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the birthday girl. she turns 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00050.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;the birthday cake. yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00051.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00052.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;awwww! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ain't that cute! a bir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;thday h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;ug from her little bro, iffat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00057.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enjoying her cake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00059.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;smiles all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00048.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;with her favourite uncle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113579522348572782?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113487857135219179</id><published>2005-12-18T11:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T12:19:14.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>salad with love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00029.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/400/DSC00029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;potato salad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;sliced potatoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sliced celery&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;baby tomatoes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;red/green capsicum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sour cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;italian dressing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;what you do&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;boil potatoes and peel&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;toss in potatoes, celery, tomatoes, capsicum in bowl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;mix in sour cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;add italian dressing for taste&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sprinkle over with lots of love =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00031.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/320/DSC00031.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/19596821-113487857135219179?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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Time flies... It's been 7 mth since the 'perfect moment'.(",) I will like to thank you for everything that you've given me, the love, the care,the little surprises.... You've been one great guy and I am really fortunate to get to know you and be with you in this life time. May god bless our relationship and may it lasts and lasts... LMN you always. Will be seeing you tomorrow, love. Meanwhile, take care and have a great day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DDG gal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113453790616261609?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113453790616261609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113453790616261609' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113453790616261609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113453790616261609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2005/12/141205.html' title='14.12.05'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113445315386663619</id><published>2005-12-13T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T13:52:33.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>December 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Sigh! Can't wait for the year to end... Today is only 13.12.05. It has been an eventful year. Lots of things happened this year... But as it comes to the end of the year, it just gets staler and staler. Really really cant wait to end this. Hopefully next year will be a much better year with lots and lots of things happening (good ones). New resolutions and aims! Lots of things planned for next year. N ya, not forgetting, i'm going to be 25 next year... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Tomorrow will be our 7th months ann! May our relationship never sink, dearest. Hope to see you soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;DDG gal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113445315386663619?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113445315386663619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113445315386663619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113445315386663619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113445315386663619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2005/12/december-2005.html' title='December 2005'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113429728502727616</id><published>2005-12-11T18:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T18:34:45.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Hi there! I'm &lt;strong&gt;back &lt;/strong&gt;from my short '&lt;strong&gt;holiday&lt;/strong&gt;'. It's really &lt;strong&gt;short&lt;/strong&gt;, 2 days, 2 nights. Hmm let's see... I did nothing much. On friday, I went to my grandpa's house in &lt;strong&gt;JB&lt;/strong&gt;. My relatives were all waiting for us. The &lt;strong&gt;first&lt;/strong&gt; thing I went there was to &lt;strong&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/strong&gt;. So the friday was &lt;strong&gt;gone&lt;/strong&gt;. Sat... another &lt;strong&gt;lazy&lt;/strong&gt; day. The only &lt;strong&gt;fun&lt;/strong&gt; thing we did was to have &lt;strong&gt;bbq&lt;/strong&gt; outside the house. &lt;strong&gt;Loads&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;loads&lt;/strong&gt; of food! I was &lt;strong&gt;soooo&lt;/strong&gt; full that nite. After dinner, we watched a really &lt;strong&gt;funny&lt;/strong&gt; dvd and then I &lt;strong&gt;zzzzzzzzz&lt;/strong&gt; again.... Sat was &lt;strong&gt;gone&lt;/strong&gt;. I was really &lt;strong&gt;bored&lt;/strong&gt; just now so I asked my cousins to accompany me go jalan2. I was so into the &lt;strong&gt;reading&lt;/strong&gt; mood that I just felt like buying &lt;strong&gt;stacks&lt;/strong&gt; of mags to read cos I had finished reading &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; the mags that are available in the house. Had lunch and then we went &lt;strong&gt;back&lt;/strong&gt;. Here I am...&lt;strong&gt;back&lt;/strong&gt; at my place, ahhh... &lt;strong&gt;home&lt;/strong&gt; sweet &lt;strong&gt;home&lt;/strong&gt;! Miss my &lt;strong&gt;cousins&lt;/strong&gt;! Esp my one year old cousin, &lt;strong&gt;Taufik&lt;/strong&gt;. He's &lt;strong&gt;soooo&lt;/strong&gt; cute. &lt;strong&gt;Sigh&lt;/strong&gt;! Okie, &lt;strong&gt;dear&lt;/strong&gt;. See, another &lt;strong&gt;blog&lt;/strong&gt; from me...Hehe. Hope to see you &lt;strong&gt;soon&lt;/strong&gt;, maybe &lt;strong&gt;this&lt;/strong&gt; week? Meanwhile, will be waiting for your call at &lt;strong&gt;nit&lt;/strong&gt;e....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LMN&lt;/strong&gt; you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;YoUrS &lt;strong&gt;fAiThFuLlY&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DDG&lt;/strong&gt; gal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113429728502727616?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113429728502727616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>wonderful night to be a red</title><content type='html'>got ot today so ive got to haul my ass back to work on a lazy sunday morning. i think dearie would be making her way back today. hope she had a nice holiday, be it a bit short to be called one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss u dear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my saturday whizzed past damn quick. funny how time flies when im not working. got back on sat morn after my last nite shift, had my sleep and woke up at 3++. went about the house annoying the kids and flipping channels on the google box. i was waiting for saturday games to start so i was just filling up the time till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got enough of watching tv and decide to go out for awhile before the reds are on. heard that a pasar malam had opened a couple days back so juz thought i'll check it out. i used to luv goin out to these places when i was a kid. there were plenty to keep me entertained back then. the games where u can win stuff like a soft toy or sumting, the 'original' apparels and the variety of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its still there till today though the games booth are quite scarce nowadays. maybe kids nowadays aren't just interested in playing bazaar games anymore. anyway i was just walking around not looking for anything in particular. soaking in the sights, sounds and smell of everything there is. got me some makan before heading home to catch the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/morientes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was the in form reds vs the dangerous but inconsistent boro team last nite at anfield. ive known enough that boro on their day can conjure up a great result(like their game against manure)but they can also be dissapointing sometimes. so i was quite tentative on which boro side might turn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my reds on the other hand is on a very good run. i mean besides the blues i think the reds are truly in championship form right now. they are undefeated for awhile now and have not conceded a goal in their last nine games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the end class prevailed when fernando 'morro' morientes scored 2 goals to settle the affair. a clinical finish after a sweeping move courtesy of stevieG and luis garcia for the 1st goal and a classic lob over the stranded boro kepper for his second of the game. morro has been struggling to show the form he had before and i hope his goals last night can give him the confidence he needed for himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now its off to japan for the world club championship. lets bring back the cup you guys. c'mon u reds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YNWA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113426700978840285?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113410778058580697</id><published>2005-12-09T13:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:56:20.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;This is my first blog and it is kinda special cos I'm sharing it with the most special someone. Hi, dear. Not sure if you are going to read this before I go but just wanna tell you that you are really wonderful, you know that. It's gonna be our 7th month anniversary soon. Yeh! Can't wait to see you again. So sorry that we can't meet this weekends... Actually I think I'm gonna miss you so much when I'm in Malaysia... Ooops...this is suppose to be a blog, rite? Ah, nevermind, doesn't matter if others see this cos it all comes from the bottom of my heart and this is what the purpose of a blog, isn't it? Love you. Will contact you when I'm back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;LMN you! 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Sum Ting Wong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Are you harboring a fugitive................... Hu Yu Hai Ding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) See me ASAP.............. Kum Hia Nao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Stupid Man................................ Dum Fuk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Small horse.................. Tai Ni Po Ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Did you go to the beach?.................... Wai Yu So Tan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) I bumped in to a coffee table................. Ai Bang Mai Fa Kin Ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) I think you need a face lift...................... Chin Tu Fat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) It's very dark in here........................... Wao So Dim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) I thought you were on a diet............... Wai Yu Mun Ching&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) This is a tow away zone....................... No Pah King&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) staying out of sight.............................. Lei Ying Lo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) He's cleaning his automobile................ Wa Shing Ka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Your body odor is offensive.................. Yu Stin Ki Pu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15)Great..................... Fa Kin Su Pah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113390982932592383?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113390982932592383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113390982932592383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113390982932592383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113390982932592383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2005/12/learn-chinese-in-5-mins.html' title='learn chinese in 5 mins'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113386169335252505</id><published>2005-12-06T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T17:34:53.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i want for christmas!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00034.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/400/DSC00034.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know dear, you've been telling me that you get prezzies for all your friends during christmas right? and i've been telling you not to get me one unless its you jumping out of the box wearing you know what... anyway i've found another option for ya.. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEEEHHEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113386169335252505?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113386169335252505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113386169335252505' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113386169335252505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113386169335252505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2005/12/all-i-want-for-christmas.html' title='all i want for christmas!!'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113386074301097727</id><published>2005-12-06T16:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T17:22:28.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>run fadz run</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00032.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00032.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on monday fadz asked me out for some shoe shopping. i was pretty tired and was intending to rest on that day but he temp me with swensens and so like a moth to light i duly obliged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for all the time i've known this guy, he's always been shopping for shoes and more shoes. well i guess for guys like him its worth to invest in a good pair of shoes every now and then. you see this guy is a runner. no not the bookie/narcotics kind.. although he'll be filthy rich if he's been doing it and yet to get caught up till today.. but the more traditional kind. he just likes to run. no wait he LUVS to run. he's so crazy about running that i think he once told me that he ran from work to home. work then is at yio chu kang and home is at hougang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man if that's not crazy i dunno what is. he's even looking out for girls who are as crazy about running as he is. no wonder he's still single.. anyway his bad luck in girls is my good fortune. i mean if he has a gf then he would ask his gal out for shoe shopping, not mua, and so there goes my treats altogether. HEEHEHE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00030.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00031.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00029.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he brought along this standard chartered medal thingy to show me. he got it for finishing the marathon. its a 48 or 49++ kilometre run and i guess that's a big deal. i wonder how many people decide that the medal wasn't worth it and drop out of the race? talking of which,would i drop out if i were to join?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. for 1) im in good health and all but im in noway in shape for a 40++ km run.. maybe i'll stick to a mini one maybe a 40++ metre run around my apartment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               2) it would take more than a silver medal to lift my lasy ass for a run. maybe they should up the consolation(consolation eh... course for sure i won't be able to win a marathon.. ) to a maybe a flat screen tv or sumthing. in that way the people can see marathons on their new flat screen tv in the comfort of their homes next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 3) and of course ladies in wet t-shirts along the road to give us guys extra boost and spring in our steps..&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/19596821-113386074301097727?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113386074301097727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113386074301097727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113386074301097727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113386074301097727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2005/12/run-fadz-run.html' title='run fadz run'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113380937737625983</id><published>2005-12-06T02:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T03:30:22.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>birthday ibu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00004.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00004.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;last sunday we celebrated ibu's b'day. she turned 55. we brought her to cafe venezia for high tea. the whole family was there. b'days are kinda big in the family so we celebrate them whenever we had the chance to.  mum got a suprise gift from an "extra addition" into the family. my dearest got her a beautiful tudung accompanied with an equally lovely blue brooch. good pick dear. i could've never gotten a nicer gift for her. i've yet to ask her what she thought about it but im sure she luv  them.  the sis got her a gold bracelet while her fav(and only) son got her a new nokia 6030 phone. she's always saying that her friends have the slim coloured phones and since she's using the old nokia 3100 i think its high time for her to keep up with the times. or in this case with her friends, the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now she's saying that the 6030 may be too high tech for her(it comes with a radio) and she's afraid she won't be able to work it.  spend a while running her through her new phone. think she's getting the hang of it, though i don't think she'll try the radio function for awhile. oh well the cost of tchnology eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/1600/DSC00006.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4564/1942/200/DSC00006.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mum and dad with their grand kids&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ibu i wish you the best of health now and in the future. may you be happy always with your family and friends. luv ya mum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113380937737625983?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113380937737625983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113380937737625983' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113380937737625983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113380937737625983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2005/12/birthday-ibu.html' title='birthday ibu'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19596821.post-113379820575847490</id><published>2005-12-05T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T02:01:18.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kita punya blog</title><content type='html'>well here it is,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"kita punya blog"&lt;/span&gt;. something for us to let out whatever, whenever. i'll try to have  updates in here as often as i can and i hope so do you yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure if this is gonna work but it'll be quite nice if it does. so lets see how far we can go with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luv u beb!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19596821-113379820575847490?l=kitapunyablog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/feeds/113379820575847490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19596821&amp;postID=113379820575847490' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113379820575847490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19596821/posts/default/113379820575847490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kitapunyablog.blogspot.com/2005/12/kita-punya-blog.html' title='kita punya blog'/><author><name>A&amp;amp;I</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11775125808081957321</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='23' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v490/izwanshah/DSC00026.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry></feed>
