<?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-19790816</id><updated>2012-01-22T23:02:04.295+08:00</updated><category term='School stuff'/><category term='movies'/><category term='Life?'/><category term='His Dark Materials'/><category term='School'/><title type='text'>Fire in the Disco</title><subtitle type='html'>Danger! Danger! High Voltage!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-1663628727249102210</id><published>2012-01-05T04:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T04:51:49.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new power is rising! It's victory is at hand!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hello folks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I picked a &lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;random&lt;/span&gt; quote for the title of my first 2012 entry, &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;guess&lt;/span&gt; who? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So here we are,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Well truthfully, I'm not quite there yet. I guess that's because I have a number of &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;killer&lt;/span&gt; tests coming up this month and chances are that I'd transmogrify into a &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;zombie&lt;/span&gt; by the time I reach the end of January. Sucks to have a &lt;span style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;birthday&lt;/span&gt; this month,right? Well,it's not like I'm looking forward to age a year older anyway. &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Rewind&lt;/span&gt; please! Being an adult is definitely not my &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;forte&lt;/span&gt;. Too much taking-care-of-yourself going on when I only want to be taken care of (Okay,that made me sound a tad bratty). But I suppose the only way to have that&amp;nbsp;privilege&amp;nbsp;is to be ludicrously &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;rich&lt;/span&gt; and have a thousand of servants who will do everything for you. Well,that or opt for &lt;span style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;marriage&lt;/span&gt;! Ah, the sweet bliss of marriage! Having the &lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; of your life &lt;strike&gt;bending down&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;heeding to your&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt; needs&lt;/span&gt; is truly a form of paradise by itself! But alas, changing your social status to being married would only reinforce the feeling of &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;loss&lt;/span&gt; of youth!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;What to do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'll have no choice but to suck it up and retain my &lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;inner child&lt;/span&gt;. I may be turning 21 soon, but you know what they say, age isn't a number. I'll always be 21 read &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;backwards&lt;/span&gt;! (Number-wise)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;New Year matters aside, I had an enjoyable holiday for my Christmas break. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;Highlights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1buoIvJ-KBI/TwS3D1uZSJI/AAAAAAAAAZk/24TkPB7-Y9E/s1600/London4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1buoIvJ-KBI/TwS3D1uZSJI/AAAAAAAAAZk/24TkPB7-Y9E/s320/London4.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: lime;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;We got&lt;span style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt; front row&lt;/span&gt; tickets and I was able to watch &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Matt Willis&lt;/span&gt; from Busted perform as Fiyero! Well, actually I didn't know it was him until I saw the cast list in front of the theater after the show. Still,it made the experience &lt;span style="color: #990000;"&gt;worthwhile&lt;/span&gt;. The cast was amazing! I mean sure Elphaba and Fiyero &lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;spat&lt;/span&gt; a lot as they were acting (Front row seats meant that we saw through some of the &lt;span style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;technicalities&lt;/span&gt;, like the spitting), but on the whole the show was fantastic! At least one of my high school &lt;span style="color: cyan;"&gt;dreams&lt;/span&gt; came true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;FRIED CHICKEEEEEEEEEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;Besties and family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. I'm &lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;sorry&lt;/span&gt; that I put fried chicken before you guys, but I'll never be able to &lt;span style="color: purple;"&gt;Skype&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;Whatsapp&lt;/span&gt; Fried Chicken from Warsaw. Hehe. &lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; Bal, Aira and Zay for all the &lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;trouble&lt;/span&gt; I put you through during my stay. (Jumbah,I'm still so sorry for &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;blowing up&lt;/span&gt; your plug and leaving a black stain on your wall! The guilt still &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;haunts&lt;/span&gt; me!) &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt; you people to bits and pieces :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;This should be enough for today's entry. On to &lt;span style="color: yellow;"&gt;procrastination&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-1663628727249102210?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/1663628727249102210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=1663628727249102210' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1663628727249102210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1663628727249102210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-power-is-rising-its-victory-is-at.html' title='A new power is rising! It&apos;s victory is at hand!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1buoIvJ-KBI/TwS3D1uZSJI/AAAAAAAAAZk/24TkPB7-Y9E/s72-c/London4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-9188640461916499087</id><published>2011-12-10T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T23:50:40.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Soulless</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, I guess this blog really is &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;dying&lt;/span&gt; no matter how many times I've claimed to keep it running.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;There's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;too much&lt;/span&gt; to say, but of late I just keep things to myself and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;wander&lt;/span&gt; off in my own mind.. It's &amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;pathetic&lt;/span&gt; really..to reach this age and not have the capability to acknowledge&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt; reality&lt;/span&gt;. It's unhealthy I admit, but I don't have a gigantic wall around me and I don't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;hide&lt;/span&gt; from people. I know that the people that I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; will always be there for me, ready to catch my back no matter how awful things get. But, there's always a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #073763;"&gt; limit&lt;/span&gt; to what you can express to those closest to you right? Or at least, there will always be things that words &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;cannot&lt;/span&gt; describe, leaving you to battle those thoughts on your &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;own&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've been wondering about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;enemies&lt;/span&gt; for awhile now. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Who&lt;/span&gt; are your enemies and how do you define them? &amp;nbsp;I've never grown to hate anyone enough to declare them as an enemy. But I do know that the one person that I've had such a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;difficult &lt;/span&gt;time dealing with is, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;myself&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I won't say that it's anything new, I've been struggling with myself for a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #351c75;"&gt;long&lt;/span&gt; time. But coming here has made me realize how much it's actually eating me up inside. There's always this voice inside my head that tells me that&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt; I'm not good enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Why this &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"&gt;inadequacy&lt;/span&gt;? I wish I have the answer to that,and God I wish I have the solution to that.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I know that I have people who &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;believe&lt;/span&gt; in me. One time in college when I attended my first (or second) Cambodia Project meeting and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;Pak Lan &lt;/span&gt;was speaking of how his main aim for the project was to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;develop&lt;/span&gt; his students' potentials. During that moment, his eyes were fixed on me and he pointed out, "&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Belle, I see potential in you that I know you can't see for yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;." . It meant the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;world&lt;/span&gt; to me when he told me that, but till this day, I have yet to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;understand&lt;/span&gt; what he meant. What potential? What was it that he saw in me and why can't I see this for myself? I probably won't &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;beat myself up&lt;/span&gt; as much if only I knew. And I wish I have as much &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt; in myself as others do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm sorry for the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0c343d;"&gt;depressing&lt;/span&gt; post. I just have to let a part of this out somehow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;On a sidenote, I'm leaving for the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #4c1130;"&gt;UK&lt;/span&gt; in a week to visit my brother and my best friends. We'll be spending a night in London to catch &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;Wicked&lt;/span&gt; on Broadway! At least one of my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;dreams &lt;/span&gt;is coming true, I've waited for this since my high school days. Now if only they'd somehow move the Harry Potter theme park from Florida to Europe, I can die in peace :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Till then!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jaa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-9188640461916499087?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/9188640461916499087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=9188640461916499087' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/9188640461916499087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/9188640461916499087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2011/12/soulless.html' title='Soulless'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-6094164033991779523</id><published>2011-09-25T15:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-25T15:49:46.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TTFN Malaysia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm only &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;hours&lt;/span&gt; away from boarding a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;plane&lt;/span&gt; to my destination. I juts can't describe how I feel at the moment. But I do know most of you who have left/will be leaving soon are pretty much dealing with the same &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;emotions&lt;/span&gt; right now. It's &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;surreal&lt;/span&gt; I guess. I never thought I would get through with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;IB&lt;/span&gt; and I made it. I didn't think I'd pass the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;entrance exams&lt;/span&gt; for my university but I did it. After my IB exams my head was set on staying in Malaysia and studying here, I thought the exams were completely torturous and only a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; would save me. Well, a miracle happened and I have no one to thank but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;. If it weren't for Him I wouldn't be &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;blessed&lt;/span&gt; with this opportunity that will get me started on a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;new&lt;/span&gt; life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I've been so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f9cb9c;"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; the past three weeks that the feeling of leaving hasn't properly sunk in yet. It probably will when I'm at the airport anyway. Gah, I'm going to miss everything here. Especially the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #134f5c;"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt; and the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt; food&lt;/span&gt;. No wait,scratch that. I'm going to have a hard time leaving my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;cat&lt;/span&gt; who's sick at the moment. I'm going to leave him with a really heavy heart :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As for my family and friends, I'm going to miss them too. But I know they're&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;"&gt; always&lt;/span&gt; there for me. I have the most &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;amazing friends &lt;/span&gt;and our friendship is something that I will never let go off no matter what.Here's to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt; ten years&lt;/span&gt; (and more) of wonderful friendship! &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Brr&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aira&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hanis&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zayana&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sofia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nadrah&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, I know no matter how old we get we'll still be that&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #38761d;"&gt; kid&lt;/span&gt; we used to be when we started being friends :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rifdi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dan&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,you guys may not have been friends with me for over a decade but I'm still just as blessed to have friends like you. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; for still being there even after I left for boarding school, and college and now that I'm leaving for university I want you to know that I cherish you both too :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kamal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;,thank you so much for putting up with me, for being so kind and patient. I honestly don't think I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;deserve&lt;/span&gt; someone like you. But you're there for me, and I am ever so thankful. I&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; you, so lets keep it that way okay :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So, that's it. The next time I blog I'll be in a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; country and will probably be speaking another language (hopefully,if i can master it).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jaa ne.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-6094164033991779523?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/6094164033991779523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=6094164033991779523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6094164033991779523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6094164033991779523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2011/09/ttfn-malaysia.html' title='TTFN Malaysia'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-2409537978770634102</id><published>2011-09-22T01:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T01:12:07.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Without fail</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;DRACO MALFOY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VG6ucQzm1Y0/TnoYxFmH2vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/XvvTwVV7F7M/s1600/Malfoy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VG6ucQzm1Y0/TnoYxFmH2vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/XvvTwVV7F7M/s320/Malfoy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;It's been a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;decade&lt;/span&gt; of&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt;! Here's to&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;always&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;forevaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! Hehehehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;P/S: I chose this photo for &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;old times' sake&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-2409537978770634102?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/2409537978770634102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=2409537978770634102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2409537978770634102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2409537978770634102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2011/09/without-fail.html' title='Without fail'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VG6ucQzm1Y0/TnoYxFmH2vI/AAAAAAAAAXU/XvvTwVV7F7M/s72-c/Malfoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-1639982803671549410</id><published>2011-09-13T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T16:22:42.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Coming Soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Update in &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"&gt;progress&lt;/span&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;P/S: This still counts as a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;post&lt;/span&gt; right?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-1639982803671549410?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/1639982803671549410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=1639982803671549410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1639982803671549410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1639982803671549410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2011/09/coming-soon.html' title='Coming Soon'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-3535363487075478844</id><published>2011-08-27T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T17:26:21.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's ALIIIIIVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hey there everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Well, I'm&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;that my blog is still around. If this thing had an &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;expiry date&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I'm sure it's already &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;history&lt;/span&gt;. The reason why I haven't been updating for quite awhile is pretty simple: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Malas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I guess I've mentioned this in my previous post. I had more&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;ease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; blogging back in my high school days and it was easier to pour out whatever I felt back then (though most of my posts from back then were really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a2c4c9;"&gt;childish&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;immature&lt;/span&gt;). Today there's this whole blog hype going around, it has turned into a&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e06666;"&gt;trend&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and that has made me &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #274e13;"&gt;uncomfortable&lt;/span&gt;. I guess I'm not much of a trend follower. My blog and facebook accounts have been around ever since my early high school days, back when facebook still had &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"&gt;SandBox&lt;/span&gt; and there were hardly many people on my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;friends list.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; I don't even keep up with &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;current music&lt;/span&gt;. Zaman dahulu kala, I only listened to Hitz or Fly Fm. But nowadays I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;detest&lt;/span&gt; current music. Okay maybe detest is such a strong word, I guess I'm just not too keen on the music they play on the radio nowadays. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"&gt;Forgive&lt;/span&gt; me for offending the modern music lovers, but I just think that music nowadays are &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;"&gt;crappy&lt;/span&gt; and most of the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; ones only come from the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;country genre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. There's not much &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;"&gt;quality &lt;/span&gt;in these things anymore. Well,I'm one to talk. I know nothing about the music industry. Haha, but &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: lime;"&gt;gone&lt;/span&gt; were the days when Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston sung &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;mind-blowing&lt;/span&gt; ballads and when bands like Oasis, or Guns &amp;amp; Roses took the stage. I also miss the days when boybands were in. I was a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;die hart&lt;/span&gt; fan of the Backstreet Boys and was crazy for other boyband tunes from Nsync,Westlife,O-town, 98 Degrees, etc. I'm not saying that we should bring all these people back in this modern age, it would be weird actually to hear bubble-gum pop tune on the radio in this era. What I'm trying to say is that music nowadays lack&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: cyan;"&gt;umphh&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt; in them. They're &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f4cccc;"&gt;hardly worth remembering&lt;/span&gt; for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh,sorry! I rambled too much! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;So I hope I'll be blogging regularly again because I have to admit that I've kept a lot of things pent up inside. I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; the days when blogging was actually&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;exhilarating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jaa ne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;P/S: Remember the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;"&gt;unfortunate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; event in&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Cambodia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; that I had? Well, here's another detailed account of it from my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;"&gt;beloved teacher's point of view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you so much bapak, I really &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; it. Click &lt;a href="http://ceritaapaapasaja.blogspot.com/2011/08/cambodian-ordeal.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-3535363487075478844?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/3535363487075478844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=3535363487075478844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3535363487075478844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3535363487075478844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2011/08/its-aliiiiive.html' title='It&apos;s ALIIIIIVE!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-6097829290677112045</id><published>2011-01-02T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T00:48:55.354+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Foe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"I must say one word about&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; fear&lt;/span&gt;. It is life's only true opponent. Only fear can&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt; defeat&lt;/span&gt; life. It is a clever, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;treacherous&lt;/span&gt; adversary, how well I know. It has &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;no decency&lt;/span&gt;, respects no low or convention, shows no mercy. It goes for your weakest spot, which it finds with unerring ease. It begins in your mind, always . One moment you are feeling calm, self-possessed, happy. Then fear, disguised in the garb of mild-mannered doubt, slips into your mind like a spy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Doubt&lt;/span&gt; meets &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;disbelief&lt;/span&gt; and disbelief tries to push it out. But disbelief is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;poorly&lt;/span&gt; armed foot soldier. Doubt goes away with it a little trouble. You become anxious.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; Reason&lt;/span&gt; comes to do battle for you. You are reassured. Reason is fully equipped with the latest weapons technology. But, to your amazement, despite superior tactics and a number of undeniable victories, reason is laid low. You feel yourself &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;weakening&lt;/span&gt;, wavering. Your anxiety becomes dread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fear next turns fully to your body, which is already aware that something terribly wrong is going on. Already your lungs have flown away like a bird and your &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;guts&lt;/span&gt; have slithered away like a snake. Now your tongue drops dead like an opossum, while your jaw begins to gallop on the spot. Your ears go deaf. Your muscles begin to shiver as if they had malaria and your knees to shake as though they were dancing. Your heart strains too hard, while your sphincter relaxes too much. And so with the rest of your body. Every part of you, in the manner most suited to it &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;falls apart&lt;/span&gt;. Only your &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;eyes&lt;/span&gt; work well. They always pay proper attention to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickly you make &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;rash&lt;/span&gt; decisions. you dismiss your last allies: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt; and&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; trust&lt;/span&gt;. There, you've defeated yourself. Fear, which is but an impression, has &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;triumphed &lt;/span&gt;over you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The matter is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;difficult&lt;/span&gt; to put into words. For fear, real fear, such as &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;shakes&lt;/span&gt; you to your foundation, such as you feel when you are brought face to face with your &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;mortal end&lt;/span&gt;, nestles in your memory like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 0);"&gt;gangrene&lt;/span&gt;: it seeks to&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt; rot everything&lt;/span&gt;, even the words with which to speak of it. So you must &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;fight hard&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;express&lt;/span&gt; it. You must fight hard to shine the light of words upon it. Because if you don't, if your fear becomes a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;wordless darkness&lt;/span&gt; that you avoid, perhaps even manage to forget, you &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;open&lt;/span&gt; yourself to further attacks of fear because you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;never&lt;/span&gt; truly &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;fought&lt;/span&gt; the opponent who&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; defeated&lt;/span&gt; you"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well-said Mr.Martel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year,people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-6097829290677112045?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/6097829290677112045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=6097829290677112045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6097829290677112045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6097829290677112045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2011/01/foe.html' title='Foe'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-7650536031444912177</id><published>2010-09-22T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T22:59:00.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yadhtrib YppaH</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday to my dear &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;hubby&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Draco Malfoy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Years and still going &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;strong&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/TJoYLoOAbfI/AAAAAAAAAXE/VIv0R2WyT2Y/s1600/draco-malfoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/TJoYLoOAbfI/AAAAAAAAAXE/VIv0R2WyT2Y/s320/draco-malfoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519750881349758450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Oooh,after all these years,that &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;smug&lt;/span&gt; look never fails to sweep me off my feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: GO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;CHOKE&lt;/span&gt; YOURSELF ON A uhh..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;DUNGBOMB&lt;/span&gt; ASTORIA GREENGRASS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-7650536031444912177?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/7650536031444912177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=7650536031444912177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/7650536031444912177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/7650536031444912177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2010/09/yadhtrib-yppah.html' title='Yadhtrib YppaH'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/TJoYLoOAbfI/AAAAAAAAAXE/VIv0R2WyT2Y/s72-c/draco-malfoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-6791366293293010267</id><published>2010-09-19T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T00:50:45.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Less Sluggish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Its been &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;centuries&lt;/span&gt; since my last post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm probably only doing this because &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Rifdi&lt;/span&gt;'s been urging me to post something, even if its just "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Malas&lt;/span&gt; nak update lagi lah". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really have no idea what to put up here anymore because I'll just be another&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; college student&lt;/span&gt; ranting about how &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;IB&lt;/span&gt; is killing me,or how I haven't finished up my pile of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;assignments&lt;/span&gt;,or how I've been &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;procrastinating&lt;/span&gt; so much that I have to multi-task major assignments,etc. Oh,the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;agony&lt;/span&gt;. I bet almost everybody in my boat faces the same problem everywhere around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Raya&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for the past three years Raya has been &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;less joyful&lt;/span&gt; for me than the previous years. I don't know, I guess I should look deeper for the meaning of Eid to actually experience its wonder. Raya to me now is just about &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;dressing up&lt;/span&gt; pretty,gobbling up good &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;food&lt;/span&gt;,exchanging fake..or if not fake,short-lasting &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;apologies&lt;/span&gt;,getting duit raya (steadily decreasing as the years go by) and well, thats just about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh,forgive me for being so &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;gloomy&lt;/span&gt; now. I wish I could be all &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;cheery&lt;/span&gt; but nyeh..I've got problems. Just like the rest of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-6791366293293010267?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/6791366293293010267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=6791366293293010267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6791366293293010267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6791366293293010267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2010/09/less-sluggish.html' title='Less Sluggish'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-7842561564049318730</id><published>2010-06-23T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T14:59:08.921+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sluggish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Malas&lt;/span&gt;nye nak &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;update&lt;/span&gt; blog ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Inspire&lt;/span&gt; me,please. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-7842561564049318730?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/7842561564049318730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=7842561564049318730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/7842561564049318730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/7842561564049318730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2010/06/sluggish.html' title='Sluggish'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-5719231804729932000</id><published>2010-05-02T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T15:03:41.284+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mari tepuk tangan sekali lagi semua! Nur Nabilah bt Abd Rahman kembali berblog dalam bahasa ibunda!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wahai &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;sahabat-sahabatku&lt;/span&gt; yang dikasihi sekalian,nikmatilah &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;santapan&lt;/span&gt; yang dihidangkan XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1) Adakah anda rasa anda &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ah! Perlukah saya menjawab soalan yang mempunyai jawapan yang &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;terang&lt;/span&gt; lagi bersuluh ini?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2) Upload wallpaper PC/laptop yang anda guna  sekarang!&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S90AF0uox7I/AAAAAAAAAW0/VhKyXPV_hE0/s1600/oscar_wallpaper.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S90AF0uox7I/AAAAAAAAAW0/VhKyXPV_hE0/s320/oscar_wallpaper.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5466525622751250354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3) Cerita  pasal gambar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Watak &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Oskar&lt;/span&gt; dari siri televisyen 'Sesame Street' ini telah berjaya menambat hati saya dengan perangainya yang suka cari pasal dengan orang lain. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Bulu kening&lt;/span&gt;nya yang bercantum juga merupakan salah satu faktor utama saya berminat pada watak ini! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4) Bila kali terakhir anda makan &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pizza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Akhirnya, soalan yang melibatkan&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; makanan&lt;/span&gt;! Namun, saya begitu &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;hampa&lt;/span&gt; dengan diri sendiri kerana kali terakhir saya makan makanan yang enak,lagi lazat ini adalah sebulan yang lalu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5) Lagu terakhir  anda dengar?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;Kowboy Kasanova&lt;/span&gt;- Carrie Underwood. Lagu ini khas buat teman-teman sekelas saya iaitu &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Naj&lt;/span&gt; dan&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt; Firdaus&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)  Apa yang anda buat selain menyelesaikan tag ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Merenungi &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;masa depan&lt;/span&gt;.Perkara ini merupakan soal yang melibatkan hidup dan mati! Apakah yang akan dihidangkan untuk &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;makan tengah hari&lt;/span&gt; nanti?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;7) Selain nama sendiri, anda dipanggil nama apa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ah,itu tidak penting. Saya menghargai nama indah yang telah diberikan oleh bonda dan ayahanda! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Tag lagi 8 orang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  1.Kakanda tercinta, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Muhammad Iqbal bin Abd Rahman&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Namun begitu, saya memahami bahawa kakanda sedang sibuk berjuang dalam pelajarannya dan tidak mempunyai masa untuk melakukan aktiviti-aktiviti yang tidak membawa sebarang manfaat seperti ini. Teruskan perjuangan,wahai kakanda. Adinda akan tetap menyokongmu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Aira Ariana&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Wahai saudari, saya sedar bahawa saudari juga sedang sibuk berjuang untuk peperiksaan yang menjelang tiba.Janganlah saudari bimbang,tiada paksaan dalam persahabatan kita yang erat ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  3.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Khairunnisa Abd Latiff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA!! I can't believe i just called you...ooops. Khairunnisa, namamu yang membawa maksud 'sebaik-baik wanita'... Saya harap dengan masa saudari yang terluang ini, saudari dapat menuruti permintaan saya ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;.Zayana Mahira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai sahabatku yang sedang menimba ilmu di rantau orang, sahabatmu ini sentiasa teringat-ingatkan saudari. Harap saudari dapat mengubati rindu sahabatmu ini dengan menjawab soalan-soalan yang langsung tidak membawa faedah ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sofia Roslan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,ke manakah sahabatku ini telah menghilang? Sudah sekian lama saya tidak berhubung dengannya walaupun kami hidup di era yang moden serta serba canggih ini.Saudari, sahutilah cabaran yang saya bawa ini!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;6.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Nadrah Zainuddin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terima kasih kepada sahabatku ini yang sudi meluangkan masanya untuk melawat saya di hospital ketika sakit. Saya tidak dapat memberi apa-apa balasan, namun saya harap ini cukup untuk membalas budi baik saudari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  7.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Wan Mohd Hayatuddin Razi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai saudara,saudari faham saudara kini enak dibuai dalam percintaan yang bergelora, namun sudi-sudilah meluangkan masa untuk sahabatmu ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;8.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Aleena Aisyah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sahabat seperjuanganku semasa di bangku sekolah dahulu. Saudari sudah lama tidak mendengar khabar. Ringan-ringankanlah tangan untuk menelefon saya jika mempunyai waktu terluang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;9) Siapakan no.1?&lt;br /&gt;Dia merupakan kakanda saya yang sangat &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;disanjung tinggi&lt;/span&gt; dan disayangi. Kakanda,pulanglah cepat! Yang &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;KURIK ITU KENDI! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10)Katakan sesuatu mengenai no.5&lt;br /&gt;Sofia, kamu ibarat &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;bunga&lt;/span&gt; yang telah &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;mekar&lt;/span&gt;.( HAHAHAHAHA&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;11)No. 3 ada hubungan dengan siapa?&lt;br /&gt;Alamak,ini soalan yang mengundang &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;bahaya&lt;/span&gt; jika saya menjawabnya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12)  Bagaimana pula dengan no 4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ini adalah urusan peribadi yang tidak elok untuk dicampur tangan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Pesanan buat orang  no. 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Biarlah gambar yang saudari ambil di hospital itu disimpan dan menjadi &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;kenangan&lt;/span&gt; yang indah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;14) Kata-kata cinta untuk orang  no. 2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahai saudari Aira, sahabatmu ini sangat menyayangimu. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Jagalah diri&lt;/span&gt; elok-elok dan janganlah selalu bersedih. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Adakah no. 7 dan no. 8  mempunyai persamaan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rakan-rakan &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;pendebat&lt;/span&gt;ku yang juga merupakan speaker yang ketiga. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Berikan 5 yang anda tahu  tentang orang yang men-tag anda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eka&lt;/span&gt;,terima kasih kerana sudi men'tag' rakan mu ini dan menjadikan saya no.1 di senarai 'tag' kamu.&lt;br /&gt;1. Seseorang yang berjiwa sensitif&lt;br /&gt;2.Begitu gemar membeli-belah&lt;br /&gt;3.Kamera adalah jantungnya&lt;br /&gt;4.Baik hati dan sangat prihatin&lt;br /&gt;5.Suka cari pasal kadang-kadang tetapi saya tetap menyayanginya :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;17) Persamaan antara kambing dan lembu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daging kedua-dua haiwan ini boleh dimasak dan dijadikan lauk yang sungguh &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;lazat&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Perasaan anda buat tag  ini&lt;br /&gt;Seronok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Adakah anda tahu si Rizman itu sengal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kesengalan Rizman memang tidak dapat disangkal walaupun saya tidak tahu-menahu tentang manusia yang bernama Rizman ini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;20) Gay or les?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Astaghfirullahal'azim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamatlah permainan 'tag' ini setakat ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*huffs* *wheezes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That was bloody tiring. Now I'm going to go barf. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-5719231804729932000?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/5719231804729932000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=5719231804729932000' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/5719231804729932000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/5719231804729932000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2010/05/mari-tepuk-tangan-sekali-lagi-semua-nur.html' title='Mari tepuk tangan sekali lagi semua! Nur Nabilah bt Abd Rahman kembali berblog dalam bahasa ibunda!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S90AF0uox7I/AAAAAAAAAW0/VhKyXPV_hE0/s72-c/oscar_wallpaper.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-6182046437681740045</id><published>2010-04-10T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T21:36:48.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dragons and Deception</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I am a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sucker&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;toy ads&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I bought more random items for my collection at Toys R Us. I bought this &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;hammer&lt;/span&gt; that makes an awesome sound of glass or anything &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;fragile&lt;/span&gt; breaking into &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;smithereens&lt;/span&gt;.It would do me a great pleasure to go banging this hammer around whenever I need to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;vent&lt;/span&gt; my anger or whenever I feel stressed. I like it so much that I'm naming my booootiful hammer, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thor&lt;/span&gt;! I might even hit someone with it, not that it will inflict any pain on the person. But then, thats where the power of imagination comes in! I'll just picture somebody's skull or bones crashing into pieces from the blow of my precious Thor. *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to being a sucker for ads, particularly toy ads, I bought myself yet another random item a toy called &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Magic Twisty&lt;/span&gt; (yes,I know the name sounds horrible). If any of you reading this blog have the mentality of a child that gets easily &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;excited&lt;/span&gt; at the sight of a new toy, you might want to watch this video of the ad. You'll probably understand how it dazzled me so much that I grabbed it immediately and made my way to the cashier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pNV1plMMBK4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pNV1plMMBK4&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got into the car, I &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;immediately &lt;/span&gt;tore the package open to play with my new toy. I just couldn't wait to get my hands on my new furry slithering buddy. But what came afterwards was not fascination,but &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;dissapointment&lt;/span&gt;. Yes, I was deceived by that bloody ad! It doesn't make any movement at all. All it has is a string attached to it which I think is the only way of getting it to move. A &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;string&lt;/span&gt;! I have to use a friggin string to get it slithering around after what I saw in the ad!? What the hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mashtikale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,putting those matters aside, I watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;How To Train Your Dragon&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Zay&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it was worth watching, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; movie indeed. Of course I'm not saying this because I've always found dragons to be the&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; most amazing&lt;/span&gt; mythical creatures...well okay,its partly a good movie because of that. And, no its not because of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Gerard Butler&lt;/span&gt; being the chief viking either. Maybe its the the human-dragon thing that got to me. Well, I loved &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Dragonheart&lt;/span&gt;, so liking this movie shouldn't be any wonder. Oh,Eragon didn't work for me though,the movie at least. There was hardly any character development in whats-his-name and his dragon.&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, I also loved the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;ending&lt;/span&gt;. For a second,you think it would be cliched but then they add a little twist to spice it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;7 out of 10&lt;/span&gt; for this movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;Zayanaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;! Miss hanging out with you like&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; old times&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Thank you&lt;/span&gt; so much for today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-6182046437681740045?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/6182046437681740045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=6182046437681740045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6182046437681740045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6182046437681740045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2010/04/dragons-and-deception.html' title='Dragons and Deception'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-7312086444991696379</id><published>2010-04-09T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T23:54:14.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bibik Cambodia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Go ahead, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;laugh&lt;/span&gt;.You know you want to :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S79GWMQUwAI/AAAAAAAAAVs/driyf2om2uk/s1600/21032010131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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Only a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;lunatic&lt;/span&gt; would forget the experience of being &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;wheelchair-ed&lt;/span&gt; around in the airport in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;kain batik&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Credit to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Bapak&lt;/span&gt; who was so determined to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;torture&lt;/span&gt; this poor young lady's soul by constantly following her around and snapping these amusing photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-7312086444991696379?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/7312086444991696379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=7312086444991696379' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/7312086444991696379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/7312086444991696379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2010/04/bibik-cambodia.html' title='Bibik Cambodia'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S79GWMQUwAI/AAAAAAAAAVs/driyf2om2uk/s72-c/21032010131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-8330516386776526986</id><published>2010-03-25T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T01:58:07.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Survived in Cambodia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So here I am,back in Malaysia..without my appendix.More on that later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, the Cambodia trip was certainly an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;overwhelming&lt;/span&gt; experience for me. A &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;life story&lt;/span&gt;! There's really much to say,but I don't think blogging about it will pretty much cover everything that I have in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway,here goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;1. Phnom Penh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent two days here; Our first day in Cambodia, and a day after our trip to Kampung Juminik. I have to say that my stay there in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Puncak Hotel&lt;/span&gt; was beyond my expectations. The food was awesome and the rooms were incredibly spacious and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;comfortable&lt;/span&gt;.I forgot to snap photos during my stay there though. Well, my camera was being a bitch anyway. All the photos that I took had quality issues.&lt;br /&gt;We spent our first night in Cambodia on a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;night cruise&lt;/span&gt; along the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Mekong River&lt;/span&gt;. Ahh,please bear in mind that the cruise I'm referring to here is not your average 5-star type cruise. However, judging from the view and also the load of fun we had on the cruise, I'd give it &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;10 stars&lt;/span&gt;. So what if we didn't have a mic for our &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;karaoke&lt;/span&gt; session? Watching &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Haris&lt;/span&gt; take on Beyonce's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;If I Were A Boy&lt;/span&gt; was more than enough for entertainment XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S69hLFKEYWI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Mli55nBk07k/s1600/Cambodia10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S69hLFKEYWI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Mli55nBk07k/s320/Cambodia10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453684516759822690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;With Izni,Bapak and Pn. Azizah on the Night Cruise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our first afternoon in Phnom Penh at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Killing Fields&lt;/span&gt;, a historical site where &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;millions&lt;/span&gt; of lives where&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; brutally&lt;/span&gt; taken under the ruling of the Khmer Rouge. And to think this tragedy took place only a few years back, in the 1970s. Children and babies were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bashed &lt;/span&gt;on trees till their last breath! Its sad really, that such cruelty exists.&lt;br /&gt;But I guess, what touched me the most during my trip to the Killing Fields was when children,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;barefooted&lt;/span&gt; with unkempt hair and dressed in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;tattered&lt;/span&gt; clothing trailed us from across the fence,begging for money. Kids begging for money, this situation is not something I have never come across in these 19 years. But if only you could see the looks on their faces, and listen to the sadness in the voices that kept begging and begging..maybe you would understand how I felt. I suck really bad in describing my emotions, so please pardon me for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next highlight of Phnom Penh would be the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Tuol Sleng Genocide Museum&lt;/span&gt;. This old school building was a spot where the Khmer Rouge used to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;torture&lt;/span&gt; the lives of many in various excruciating ways. One of their torture methods was to&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; pull out&lt;/span&gt; the prisoners' &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;fingernails&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;This visit not only gave us an insight on the minds of the victims, but also that of the perpetrators. As much as its easy to shoulder the blame on the people who were responsible for the deaths of millions, I think we should always consider the fact that prior to joining the Khmer Rouge force, these people were mostly put in a&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; life-or-death&lt;/span&gt; situation. Its do or die once one is caught in such a mess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;palace grounds&lt;/span&gt; for sightseeing. Oh and Izni,Bapak and I grabbed the opportunity to have a ride on the&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt; tuk-tuk &lt;/span&gt;(beca) all around the town. Bloody hell, their streets are &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;crazy&lt;/span&gt;! They don't have proper lanes so people just drive and cut through whenever and however they please. And because of this, people are constantly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;honking&lt;/span&gt; their vehicles! I don't think I would ever dare to cross those streets alone O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S6-CH0QzDII/AAAAAAAAAUk/tJVTdI3fd3k/s1600/P3150638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S6-CH0QzDII/AAAAAAAAAUk/tJVTdI3fd3k/s320/P3150638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453720744568753282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Bapak and I on the tuk-tuk. Izni and I made him wear the pink hat! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S6-SKNNOBaI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xPl5p9_uKgI/s1600/P3150640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S6-SKNNOBaI/AAAAAAAAAUs/xPl5p9_uKgI/s320/P3150640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453738377810412962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;At the palace grounds with balloons! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;2. Kampung Juminik&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is where the real &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;purpose&lt;/span&gt; of the whole trip lies. I was dumbfounded when I got off the bus and entered this kampung. There was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;massive&lt;/span&gt; crowd celebrating the moment we set foot in this place. We walked through an aisle that was set by the children who arranged themselves in such a way,making us feel like kings and queens. As we walked through the aisle, the children were selawat-ing and everyone welcomed us with open arms and such warmth. It was a grand feeling really, to receive such a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;warm welcome&lt;/span&gt; from the villagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our days helping out the &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;doctors&lt;/span&gt; in our team do &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;medical check-ups&lt;/span&gt; on the villagers and also helped out with the village boys' &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;circumcision&lt;/span&gt;. The doctors' efforts were amazing to watch, the amount of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;dedication&lt;/span&gt; they put in their work is nothing compared to what I ever had in mind. In a way it terrified me when it got me thinking if I would be able to live up to this kind of work in the future. Well,at least now I know what to prepare myself for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now moving on to the most &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;traumatic&lt;/span&gt; part of my trip, art session with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;children&lt;/span&gt;! I've always wondered how that would turn out. Knowing myself, I've always had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;lack of fondness&lt;/span&gt; towards children. After this trip I think I just have more reason to..&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;stay away&lt;/span&gt; from them O.O&lt;br /&gt;During the art session,I had to sit with the kids and make collages out of the face masks that my group has prepared from college. So I got them sitting in a circle, and I thought, okay this is not as bad as I thought it would be. They just looked on as I put some glue on their masks and left them to do the collage. So as I was gluing the masks, a little demon from hell suddenly came up to me and threw a fricking &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;praying mantis&lt;/span&gt; at me! I screamed my lungs out and started running around,brushing the creepy insect off. Apparently, the sight of me screaming and running around like a total baboon was their idea of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;. And so, these children started picking up anything green and began throwing them at me. Mashtikale! I felt like biting someone's head off at that point. Thankfully, Kamal was there to keep that green little creature far off from my sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite it all, I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;envy &lt;/span&gt;these children. They reminded me of how &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;blissful&lt;/span&gt; it is to be a child.Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S6-Sb3UoyxI/AAAAAAAAAU0/IuWZ0rFSwdM/s1600/Cambodia17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S6-Sb3UoyxI/AAAAAAAAAU0/IuWZ0rFSwdM/s320/Cambodia17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453738681173592850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;With some of the girls from the team and Mak Cik Shadow!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;3. Siam Reap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, ladies and gentlemen is where &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;magic&lt;/span&gt; happened.&lt;br /&gt;We stayed in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Somphon&lt;/span&gt; Villa which wasn't half as bad as Puncak Hotel. We arrived in Siam Reap late afternoon,so there really wasn't much we could do except for shop at the Night Market,later that night.&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, around 5 a.m I started getting this &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;throbbing stomachache&lt;/span&gt; which I thought to be PMS. I lost my appetite for breakfast that morning and took a few spoonful of nasi lemak so that I could take some pills to ease the pain. But no, it didn't help at all and I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;threw up&lt;/span&gt; the little amount of food and pills that I had for breakfast. Thinking it was the kind of stomachache that would come and go, I joined in for the Tonle Sap Lake boat trip. If anything, the boat trip just aggravated the pain that I had. I kept throwing up and I was suspected of having a case of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;food poisoning&lt;/span&gt;. We went back to the hotel after the boat trip and I stayed at the hotel to rest while the others went to visit &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Angkor Wat&lt;/span&gt;. (Angkor Wat! I missed out on Angkor Wat!!)&lt;br /&gt;My stomachache did not get any better nor did I stop vomitting. So thinking that I would need a jab for the food poisoning, Ms Loh took me to the clinic. We went by the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Tuk-tuk&lt;/span&gt; and I felt sorry for the tuk-tuk driver. Everytime we came across a bumper on the road he would try his best to slow down so that I won't have to bump about in the vehicle and make things worse for my stomach. Well, I felt sorry for him because it &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;never worked&lt;/span&gt;. Haha,its funny when I look back on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tuk-tuk driver took us to a private clinic called&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt; "Ly Srey Vyna-Indochina"&lt;/span&gt;. The doctors used the ultrasound scanner on me and diagnosed me with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;appendicitis&lt;/span&gt;. That was just,awesome. Of all the places in the world,I just had to have appendicitis in&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Cambodia&lt;/span&gt;. It was perfect timing too! The day before I was supposed to go back to KL!&lt;br /&gt;My stomach was killing me so much that they had to inject me with &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;morphine&lt;/span&gt;.The look on Ms Loh's face when she heard I was going to be shot with morphine was just priceless. She was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;freaking out&lt;/span&gt;,not knowing that morphine is a type of painkiller. I wish we caught that on camera.&lt;br /&gt;And so, my appendix was removed that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky to have Pak Lan, Ms Loh, Dr Ariena and Abg Raset around to look after me.They kept me in good spirits. I just can't thank them enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S6-TkpSFinI/AAAAAAAAAU8/09W5tB1YZ6A/s1600/hosp1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S6-TkpSFinI/AAAAAAAAAU8/09W5tB1YZ6A/s320/hosp1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453739931535247986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At the clinic on the day I was discharged. The male nurse on my right side is the best nurse I've ever had. He was so kind and sweet :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh,and yes I know I look like a woman who just got out of child labour. So zip it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to KL dressed like that f.y.i. And to make matters worse, I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;wheelchair-bound&lt;/span&gt; at that time. Bapak didn't miss out anything on his camera. All for the sake of his '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;documentation&lt;/span&gt;'. Lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I'm glad that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I SURVIVED IN CAMBODIA! &lt;/span&gt;XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-8330516386776526986?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/8330516386776526986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=8330516386776526986' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8330516386776526986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8330516386776526986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-survived-in-cambodia.html' title='I Survived in Cambodia!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S69hLFKEYWI/AAAAAAAAAUc/Mli55nBk07k/s72-c/Cambodia10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-488183339436210502</id><published>2010-02-15T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T02:08:38.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat Old Lady Living with 27 Cats in a One Room Apartment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;This notion is seriously &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bugging&lt;/span&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all this crazy IB stuff going on I know that ,THAT should be the last thing on my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess, being around people that are not in the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt; same boat&lt;/span&gt; as I am doesn't really make it easy for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,who am I kidding. I'm not cut out for that sort of thing. I have a strong tendency to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;mess&lt;/span&gt; things up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank God,for&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; books&lt;/span&gt;. The only means that I have to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;escape&lt;/span&gt; from this unfathomable&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; reality&lt;/span&gt; (with Lyra gone and all *sniff*). After awhile, I have finally regained the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; that I had once lost, love for books. Well, I'm blaming the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;worst&lt;/span&gt; two years of my life for that, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, while people are busy with their own families,their grandchildren and all that shenanigan, this &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Fat Old Lady Living with 27 Cats in a One Room Apartment&lt;/span&gt; will be in her &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;rocking chair&lt;/span&gt;, with a&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; book&lt;/span&gt; in her hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-488183339436210502?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/488183339436210502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=488183339436210502' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/488183339436210502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/488183339436210502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2010/02/fat-old-lady-living-with-27-cats-in-one.html' title='Fat Old Lady Living with 27 Cats in a One Room Apartment'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-6476399538399180368</id><published>2010-01-31T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T13:43:52.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On the brink of explosion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been so long I don't even know how or where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right,it hasn't been that long. Its only been almost a month since I last blogged. But gosh it seems like its been ages since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where exactly do I begin? I have no idea because my brain's all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;scattered&lt;/span&gt; right now. I have so many things going on I feel that I should be blowing up any minute now. So be warned, you have the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;walking time bomb&lt;/span&gt; amongst yourselves now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have three &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;tests&lt;/span&gt; next week (Maths,Bio and Chem- All of which I haven't been paying much attention to in class), a huge pile of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;homework&lt;/span&gt; that I have yet to finish, an &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;EE &lt;/span&gt;(extended essay) topic that I have yet to be sure of, a large sum of &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;money &lt;/span&gt;I have yet to find for the Cambodian project and urgh,the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well one thing that is surely killing me right now is not being able to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;represent&lt;/span&gt; my class in the upcoming&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt; English Carnival&lt;/span&gt;. Unfortunately the date of the English Carnival coincides with one of my Cambodian Project &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;meetings&lt;/span&gt; and so, I guess I'll have to kiss that fun &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt;. I want to go badly knowing that the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;theme&lt;/span&gt; for the English Carnival this year is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;"Fairytales"&lt;/span&gt; and our college is supposed to perform a '&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Hansel and Gretel&lt;/span&gt;' musical. Hansel and Gretel! I grew up loving this twisted tale of&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; siblings&lt;/span&gt; who get lost in the woods only to find heaven in the form of a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;mouth-watering house&lt;/span&gt; made of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;candy&lt;/span&gt;! Well, at least..&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;hell&lt;/span&gt; disguised as heaven since the house belongs to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;cannibalistic&lt;/span&gt; Witch who feeds on &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;fat &lt;/span&gt;children.&lt;br /&gt;I would love to rant on the 1001 reasons why I would prefer to go the English Carnival instead of that darned meeting. But I guess, because of my guilty conscience I just have to say no to the carnival although i know how much its &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;torturing&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;inner child&lt;/span&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a completely different note, I celebrated my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;19th birthday&lt;/span&gt; already. The day I dreaded (well who wouldn't dread a day that smacks the word '&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;old geezer&lt;/span&gt;' right in your face and having to spend that day at a freakin' leadership camp i tried best to escape from before) turned out to be the quite the opposite really. Thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; who gave me a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;wonderful&lt;/span&gt; birthday,you know who you are :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S2UXGSA9czI/AAAAAAAAAUU/bkCsLC0tpdM/s1600-h/happy+bday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S2UXGSA9czI/AAAAAAAAAUU/bkCsLC0tpdM/s320/happy+bday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432773922174890802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I better get packin' for college now.Till then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: I have mellowed down with the whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;wall-around-my-heart&lt;/span&gt; thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-6476399538399180368?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/6476399538399180368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=6476399538399180368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6476399538399180368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6476399538399180368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2010/01/on-brink-of-explosion.html' title='On the brink of explosion'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S2UXGSA9czI/AAAAAAAAAUU/bkCsLC0tpdM/s72-c/happy+bday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-6971126843644979130</id><published>2010-01-02T01:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T01:31:05.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrivederci 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before I kiss &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;2009&lt;/span&gt; goodbye,here's my list of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt; movies of 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;5.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;heartwarming&lt;/span&gt; tale of 78-year old &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Carl Fredricksen&lt;/span&gt; who pursues his and his late wife's lifelong &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;dream&lt;/span&gt; to roam through the wilds of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;South America&lt;/span&gt;.Enter the super &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;optimistic&lt;/span&gt; wilderness explorer,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;Russel&lt;/span&gt; who tags along in his adventure.Together they both fly through the skies in Mr.Fredricksen's &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;house&lt;/span&gt; which is tied to many,many &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;balloons&lt;/span&gt;(BALLOOOOOOOOOOOOOONS!) and embark on a wonderful,captivating journey.This is by far the best Pixar animation movie through my eyes,though some might disagree and say its Toy Story,or Finding Nemo,yada yada yada.With stunning visual effects,it really defines how all these 3D animated movies should roll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Inglorious Bastards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exactly familiar with Quentin Tarantino's films. The only work of his that I have viewed before is Kill Bill and I didn't quite like it that much. Either that or I was just too young to get it. Well,anyway,Inglorious Bastards certainly &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;kicks ass&lt;/span&gt;! When it came out a few months ago,I didn't manage to watch it at the cinemas and I thought that was a big loss. After watching it a few days ago,I'm pretty thankful that I didn't watch it at the cinemas or else I'd be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;cursing&lt;/span&gt; the Malaysian Censorship board. I could have missed the fun of watching people get &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;scalped off&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and of all &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Brad Pitt &lt;/span&gt;movies that I've watched,this is by far my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;favourite&lt;/span&gt; performance of his :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3.&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Departures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;academy award winning&lt;/span&gt; movie (Best Foreign Language Film 2009),is a moving story about &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Daigo Kobayashi&lt;/span&gt; who moves back to his old hometown after the orchestra of which he plays the cello,is dissolved.As he and his wife decides to start over a new life, Daigo unknowingly goes to an agency which he thought to be a travel agency,and takes up the job of an &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;encoffineer&lt;/span&gt;,a person who prepares deceased bodies for burial. Although his job is &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;despised&lt;/span&gt; by his wife and others,who believe it to be a disgraceful and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;disgusting&lt;/span&gt; job,he takes a certain &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;pride&lt;/span&gt; in his work.What I love about this movie is probably because it gives a closer look at Japan's sacred cultural heritage through Daigo's journey with death,added with a little &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;humor&lt;/span&gt;. I'm really glad I spent my 9 bucks on this movie ticket :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sz4t3ouSy5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/GytSJUZc-Ew/s1600-h/departures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sz4t3ouSy5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/GytSJUZc-Ew/s320/departures.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421821435248298898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;The Princess and The Frog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now we're all familiar with the tale of the princess who dropped her &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;golden&lt;/span&gt; ball into a deep pond,and has her day saved by a slimy,green &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;frog&lt;/span&gt; instead of a dark,tall and handsome prince.This year, Disney &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; came up with a 2D animated cartoon that brought back all the wonderful memories of being a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;child&lt;/span&gt; again.From the lovable characters to the catchy tunes,oh and the creepy villain,this movie has what it takes to sweep me off my feet,as a child and as the,ehem..&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;teenager&lt;/span&gt; I&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;STILL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; am today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;500 Days of Summer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the best rom coms I have ever encountered.This movie won my heart even from the beginning,when it started off with the following &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;disclaimer&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The following is a work of fiction.Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental","Especially Jenny Beckman","Bitch"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A story of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;short-lived&lt;/span&gt; romance between Tom Hansen (A would-be architect who is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;hopeless romantic&lt;/span&gt;) and Summer Finn (&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Miss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt; Fickle&lt;/span&gt; who has an entirely modern perspective of love).Different from the rest,or at least most of the rom coms out there that give you cliche (A man,a woman,their &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;goofy&lt;/span&gt; friends,whatever peculiar thing that keeps them apart,oh and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sex&lt;/span&gt; of course,the big fight,their make up scene which usually comes with an overdose of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;cheesiness &lt;/span&gt;and voila,a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;happy ending&lt;/span&gt;! Awww,now isn't that sweet *rolls eyes*),500 Days of Summer slaps you with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;brutal truth&lt;/span&gt; of love. Tom doesn't get his happy ending with Summer,and given its non-chronological pattern,you find this out even before 10 minutes of the movie. Like I said before,this movie is &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;honest&lt;/span&gt;. It doesn't take you on a path filled with sunshine and rainbows, of which true love is supposedly pictured. Instead, it takes you on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;winding&lt;/span&gt; road of what love really is. Love is blissful,I agree. However,not entirely. It comes with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;pain&lt;/span&gt; and sometimes it rips out a piece of you,making you feel somehow empty.You can't always get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;Having said that,the world doesn't exactly end right there and then. Working your way through all the agony of it is where the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;beauty&lt;/span&gt; lies. Throughout the movie,you see how Tom slowly picks up the pieces of his life. He doesn't do it in a flash,rather,he does it the hard way,like how it should be. Summer on the other hand,as much as you would like to attach the label '&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;bitch&lt;/span&gt;' on her, you can't. Because in reality,she's just like any other girl out there. This movie's mixture of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;cynicism&lt;/span&gt; and romance certainly makes it worth not missing.&lt;br /&gt;So there,definitely best movie of 2009 on my list :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sz3rsELRAxI/AAAAAAAAAUE/4Ast6VEOk2Q/s1600-h/500-days-of-summer-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 207px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sz3rsELRAxI/AAAAAAAAAUE/4Ast6VEOk2Q/s320/500-days-of-summer-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421748668691710738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As for my New Year's Resolutions, I haven't really given that much thought. The only resolution I did come up with is to &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;strengthen&lt;/span&gt; my defense and stop giving in to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;vulnerability&lt;/span&gt;. And I should also stay away from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;fragile&lt;/span&gt; things since I tend to break it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my last post before I go back to college. So until then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-6971126843644979130?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/6971126843644979130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=6971126843644979130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6971126843644979130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6971126843644979130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2010/01/arrivederci-2009.html' title='Arrivederci 2009!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sz4t3ouSy5I/AAAAAAAAAUM/GytSJUZc-Ew/s72-c/departures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-2017795457668530951</id><published>2009-12-21T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T02:58:28.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mayday! Youth in distress!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Only a month away from being &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;19&lt;/span&gt;. Another year older,another step towards being stripped off my youth. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday,Hanis,Zayana and I went &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;ice-skating&lt;/span&gt; at Sunway Pyramid. Its been &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;6 years&lt;/span&gt; since we last skated on ice. Yeah,6 years since my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;triumphant &lt;/span&gt;cry, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I HAVE NOT FALLEN EVEN ONCE TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;" jinxed myself to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;slip&lt;/span&gt; and slide all the way to the exit of the ice-skating rink. Ahh,the good old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being able to ice-skate after so long, I thought i would be able to relive my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;childhood&lt;/span&gt;. No,don't get me wrong. I enjoyed myself. But it wasn't the same as it was 6 years ago. Our feet were hurting while skating! My feet were &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;killing&lt;/span&gt; me!&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while skating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : My feet really hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hanis&lt;/span&gt;: I don't remember our feet hurting this much back then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Maybe its because we're getting old O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Hanis&lt;/span&gt;: Yeah,maybe O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Mashtikale&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recent conversation with Aira about our &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;high school years&lt;/span&gt; has also been &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;torturing&lt;/span&gt; my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;inner child&lt;/span&gt;. Oh,God! I'm already at the stage where I look back on my high school days and think "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh,those were the days,it went by in a blink of an eye&lt;/span&gt;".Thats an &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;orang tua&lt;/span&gt; line! I look back, and I see this &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;naive&lt;/span&gt; little girl,like I was a completely &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;different&lt;/span&gt; person. Oh I'm pretty thankful that I have matured enough not to pull stunts like the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;after-PMR incident&lt;/span&gt; though (Besties,I think you know what I mean O.O). Sheesh,if anything that was one of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;dumbest&lt;/span&gt; acts in my entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry,I'm just blathering here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess all I want to say here is,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Damn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;old&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Somebody please help me snap out of this mid-life..uhh,whatever crisis this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-2017795457668530951?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/2017795457668530951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=2017795457668530951' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2017795457668530951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2017795457668530951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/12/mayday-youth-in-distress.html' title='Mayday! Youth in distress!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-1144635324794451037</id><published>2009-12-12T22:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T23:33:30.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gleek and the Frog</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As mentioned before, I spent the first three days of the week volunteering at the zoo with my fellow collegemates. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Izni&lt;/span&gt; my roomie stayed over at my house for those three days. Thanks to myself, I managed to turn her into a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;gleek&lt;/span&gt; by making her watch Glee with me during her stay. More fellow Gleeks! (There's already Farah and Kamal *grins*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avid followers of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;American Idol&lt;/span&gt;,you might've noticed that they aired the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;preview &lt;/span&gt;of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Glee&lt;/span&gt; on the show once,earlier this year. Well at least,thats where I got my first taste of Glee. The moment I laid eyes on the sneak peak I knew it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;something to die for&lt;/span&gt;. I started downloading the episodes after &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Bal&lt;/span&gt; kept harping to me about how awesome it was. True enough, I was drugged by Glee and I've been watching the episodes over and over again just to watch the amazing numbers performed in the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glee really is basically just a tv series about &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;high school teenage drama&lt;/span&gt; with a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;musical&lt;/span&gt; touch to it. Imagine,High School Musical on a weekly basis. Wait,screw that. I don't want High School Musical on a weekly basis. Urrrgh. Just get a rough idea of Glee by watching this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C2FMdOLyRcA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C2FMdOLyRcA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me that wasn't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;irresistable&lt;/span&gt;! If that creeped you out a little,then here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7XLkP0KBmZc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7XLkP0KBmZc&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="340" width="560"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,back to the&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt; Zoo &lt;/span&gt;issue. I kept wondering how I was going to pull off volunteering at the zoo for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;three days straight&lt;/span&gt;. The last time I went, Brr,Hanis and I only volunteered once a week and it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;exhausting&lt;/span&gt; enough. This time it was less tiring and more fun! Why? Because I didn't have to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;cakar daun&lt;/span&gt; as much as I had to back then! Thank GOD! Out of all the five days I volunteered with Hanis and Brr months ago, the only part I felt was worth it was working at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;penguins'&lt;/span&gt; section. This time I had the opportunity to feed the mice and giant tortoises at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;reptile&lt;/span&gt; section,get upclose with the lions and tigers and also managed to stroke a leopard's back at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;carnivore&lt;/span&gt; section. Just when I thought I was free from leaf-raking,I was posted at &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Children's World&lt;/span&gt; on the last day and had to sweep the whole area that morning. Fortunately that ended there and then. After that there was not much work to do except feed the pidgeons and Wizard,the black pony. I spent the remaining time I had at the zoo mingling with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;pythons&lt;/span&gt; at the photo corner. So,in short my time at the zoo was GREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SyOwCMnrjtI/AAAAAAAAAT0/6JZQgfHbuAU/s1600-h/zoo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SyOwCMnrjtI/AAAAAAAAAT0/6JZQgfHbuAU/s320/zoo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414364728823353042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Most of the KMS-ians ( No,I don't have any photos of me in action at the moment. Its all in Izni's camera and she's off to Indon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday,I went to KLCC to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The Princess and the Frog&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Kamal&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Dba&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; Nani&lt;/span&gt; was there but she wanted to watch New Moon and ended up having the most memorable moment of her life (Didn't you now dear? I bet you'll never forget this and if you do I'm always here to remind you and laugh it out like crazy!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a blast watching The Princess and the Frog! I swore I felt like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;6 year-old&lt;/span&gt; gazing at that big old screen watching Disney working its &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;magic&lt;/span&gt; again! That was the most laughter I've had in the cinemas this year. Its exactly what I need from Disney after all these years! It may not live up to the Lion King or Beauty and the Beast, but it was certainly worth the wait. Fellow Disney Classics' freaks,this is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;must-watch&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SyO1mJJeruI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n0xD53PNYTQ/s1600-h/princess_and_the_frog_poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SyO1mJJeruI/AAAAAAAAAT8/n0xD53PNYTQ/s320/princess_and_the_frog_poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5414370843924803298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:To Nani,Kamal and Dba,I had fun with you guys! Thanks! To Durrah, I know we didn't even  see each other that much on that day but if it weren't for you I wouldn't have planned to go to KLCC. To Pali,thanks for the Nandos treat :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-1144635324794451037?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/1144635324794451037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=1144635324794451037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1144635324794451037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1144635324794451037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/12/gleek-and-frog.html' title='The Gleek and the Frog'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SyOwCMnrjtI/AAAAAAAAAT0/6JZQgfHbuAU/s72-c/zoo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-2033321221184605459</id><published>2009-12-05T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T02:51:58.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This week's ramblings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Gosh,it has been a really long week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the entire week with a few &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;collegemates &lt;/span&gt;(well 24 other people to be exact) volunteering at IJN. We were posted at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;pediatric ward&lt;/span&gt; (Did i spell that right? I always get confused with the spelling) while some of the rest were posted at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;customer service&lt;/span&gt; department.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not going to go into much detail about the work there cause frankly speaking,the work load was scarce. There were too many of us so the really didn't know where to chuck us. So most of us ended up &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;lingering&lt;/span&gt; around and making noise,unintentionally of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all,spending time in IJN was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;. It certainly beats staying at home and sleeping all day long. And it certainly did help fill in some of the gap that was created by Lyra's loss. *sniff*. Bless you Lyra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Oh! I almost forgot to mention the main highlight of my week: &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Karaoke&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;On my last weekend in Seremban, my friends and I went nuts in a cheap karaoke box. It was an eye-popping experience and I just craved for more, so I kept pestering Nani for us to go for another karaoke session when we go back to KL. Anyway, we (&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Nani,Hijazie and Kamal&lt;/span&gt;) went to the Green Box in Sg. Wang and spent around three hours and a half singing our lungs out. Out of all the songs we sang I had a blast singing &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Bee Gees-Staying Alive&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kamal&lt;/span&gt;. Well,that was probably because there was the whole voice-mimicking to do that kicked things up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should start preparing a list of songs for karaoke from now on :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow,here are some pics from this week :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqkYWgtBPI/AAAAAAAAATs/yUFFyFCd2Xw/s1600-h/ijn+16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqkYWgtBPI/AAAAAAAAATs/yUFFyFCd2Xw/s320/ijn+16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411818640505636082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;First day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqjSEkAEdI/AAAAAAAAATE/DGf-kM0caXM/s1600-h/ijn+8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqjSEkAEdI/AAAAAAAAATE/DGf-kM0caXM/s320/ijn+8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411817433096786386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nani and me trying to pull a Kamal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqkJjxlwRI/AAAAAAAAATc/wxpTfdVwHuA/s1600-h/ijn+14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqkJjxlwRI/AAAAAAAAATc/wxpTfdVwHuA/s320/ijn+14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411818386368086290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I liiiike this photo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqjvHy-mEI/AAAAAAAAATM/atnulO-lCgE/s1600-h/ijn+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqjvHy-mEI/AAAAAAAAATM/atnulO-lCgE/s320/ijn+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411817932181116994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;The girls. Not all of them unfortunately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqkClvEFnI/AAAAAAAAATU/sSCZSdf04lY/s1600-h/ijn+19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqkClvEFnI/AAAAAAAAATU/sSCZSdf04lY/s320/ijn+19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411818266635277938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;I just noticed that I have never taken a picture with Henry before&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqkP8T4ELI/AAAAAAAAATk/rt3rx_H4qrk/s1600-h/mehijaziekamal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqkP8T4ELI/AAAAAAAAATk/rt3rx_H4qrk/s320/mehijaziekamal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411818496033558706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;With Hijazie and Kamal at Pavilion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see the rest of the photos on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;leo_highlight style="border-bottom: 2px solid rgb(255, 255, 150); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; display: inline; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" id="leoHighlights_Underline_0" onclick="leoHighlightsHandleClick('leoHighlights_Underline_0')" onmouseover="leoHighlightsHandleMouseOver('leoHighlights_Underline_0')" onmouseout="leoHighlightsHandleMouseOut('leoHighlights_Underline_0')" leohighlights_keywords="new moon" leohighlights_url="http%3A//thebrowserhighlighter.com/leonardo/highlights/keywords?keywords%3Dnew%20moon"&gt;New Moon&lt;/leo_highlight&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;Aira&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Hafiz&lt;/span&gt; at Pavilion. Its been awhile since I hung out with her so I just had to drag myself to watch &lt;leo_highlight style="border-bottom: 2px solid rgb(255, 255, 150); background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 0%; cursor: pointer; display: inline; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" id="leoHighlights_Underline_1" onclick="leoHighlightsHandleClick('leoHighlights_Underline_1')" onmouseover="leoHighlightsHandleMouseOver('leoHighlights_Underline_1')" onmouseout="leoHighlightsHandleMouseOut('leoHighlights_Underline_1')" leohighlights_keywords="new moon" leohighlights_url="http%3A//thebrowserhighlighter.com/leonardo/highlights/keywords?keywords%3Dnew%20moon"&gt;New Moon&lt;/leo_highlight&gt; although I've been trying to avoid watching this movie ever since it came out. I'll just sum up the movie in one word :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Painful&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I was cringing the whole time the movie was playing. It was so painful to watch! It was so &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;revolting&lt;/span&gt; I could have &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;puked&lt;/span&gt; the two bowls of teppanyaki rice I had with Aira earlier! No,not even Jacob Black's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;'super hotness'&lt;/span&gt; could save me from the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;torture&lt;/span&gt; of watching that movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully,my eyelids are getting very heavy right now so I can't go on slamming Twilight and get chased by an &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;angry mob&lt;/span&gt; of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;twilight fans &lt;/span&gt;armed with pitchforks and torches to throw at me. 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ramblings'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SxqkYWgtBPI/AAAAAAAAATs/yUFFyFCd2Xw/s72-c/ijn+16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-8609947738440959430</id><published>2009-11-26T14:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T15:26:04.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Accomplishment</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to get my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;lazy ass&lt;/span&gt; off the bed this morning at 7.30 and went for a 20-minute &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;jog&lt;/span&gt;.(Only to have a plate of &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;nasi lemak&lt;/span&gt; right after,but who cares! I made history for myself by getting up early in the morning for a short session of fat-burning.And this is of my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;own accord&lt;/span&gt; too.Oh I'm so proud of myself ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I'd make this a daily &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;routine&lt;/span&gt; for the holidays,well..we'll see how that turns out. But,hey! At least the &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;niat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is there,right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our semester &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;break&lt;/span&gt; has finally begun after the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;agonizing&lt;/span&gt; two weeks of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;exams&lt;/span&gt;. A little bit on exams : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt; was a total &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;killer&lt;/span&gt;! The other subjects were,i guess so-so&lt;br /&gt;For the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;English&lt;/span&gt; paper, I wrote a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;review&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;500 Days of Summer&lt;/span&gt;. Oh and thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Bal&lt;/span&gt; for helping me out and giving me a rough idea on how to write the review. And no,I cannot afford 20 packets of twiggies right now. Go buy them yourself. I'm saving up my money for something far more important : The &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Year-End-Sale&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My schedule's pretty jammed with volunteering at &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;IJN&lt;/span&gt; next week, volunteering at the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;zoo&lt;/span&gt; the following week and I &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;MIGHT&lt;/span&gt; be going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kolej Mara Kulim&lt;/span&gt; the week after for a &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;kursus kepimpinan pelajar&lt;/span&gt;. Yes,I know. That sounds awfully like something from high school. I'm still on the fence here,I'm not sure if I want to go (well at least,if i have a choice). On a brighter note I might get to see Rifdi. But sorry,Rifdi.You're not reason enough for me to want to go to Kulim and endure three days of getting all that orientation &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;crap&lt;/span&gt; thrown at you just so that they can make you a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;'better leader'&lt;/span&gt;. Maybe I'm being way to pessimistic about this. Well,whatever it is I'll decide later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to run along and watch more episodes of my latest infatuation,&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Glee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; !&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sw4tciONWVI/AAAAAAAAASs/slZO2qlsq_o/s1600/Glee%2BCast%2BGlee.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sw4tciONWVI/AAAAAAAAASs/slZO2qlsq_o/s320/Glee%2BCast%2BGlee.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408310170764532050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-8609947738440959430?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/8609947738440959430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=8609947738440959430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8609947738440959430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8609947738440959430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/11/accomplishment.html' title='Accomplishment'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sw4tciONWVI/AAAAAAAAASs/slZO2qlsq_o/s72-c/Glee%2BCast%2BGlee.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-1165508069307622938</id><published>2009-11-24T19:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T21:08:15.367+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No,I'm not okay. Thank you very much for asking.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Well obviously you weren't asking out of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;concern&lt;/span&gt;. Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;lied &lt;/span&gt;and said &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;"Fine"&lt;/span&gt; I hope you heard the tone and understood what I really meant was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm not okay you asshole."&lt;/span&gt;  I've been in this wretchedness since a month ago or so,thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;worn-out&lt;/span&gt; by all this misery and anger. I'm tired of giving in to my emotions and feeling extremely &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;pathetic&lt;/span&gt; about it. I've let my eyes tear up over you way too many times and I'm just..&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;exhausted&lt;/span&gt;. I try to get over it,I've been trying ever since the wall started &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;cracking&lt;/span&gt;.I'm not sure though,if any of my efforts did any good cause I still feel pretty much the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;same&lt;/span&gt;.Every time I feel as if I'm only one step closer to getting over it,I just realize how far behind I really am. Sometimes I wish someone would just give me a good Buffy-punch and help me snap out of feeling so &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;worthless&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I could go home to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;ps2&lt;/span&gt;,and dear &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Lyra&lt;/span&gt; would help me &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;forget&lt;/span&gt; all my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;sorrows&lt;/span&gt; even for awhile during the holidays. But no,that hope was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;crushed&lt;/span&gt; into &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt; as did Lyra,literally. (Dad was so upset over Haziq's finals that he smashed poor old Lyra). When mama phoned me and told me of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Lyra's passing&lt;/span&gt;,my heart &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;sank&lt;/span&gt;. I burst into tears thinking of how she was lying there,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;bits&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt; of her scattered all over..&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;broken&lt;/span&gt;,just like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;me&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;R.I.P Lyra&lt;/span&gt;. Thank you for being there for me throughout the years that have passed so quickly. You were there when my heart first broke,you were there when I needed a getaway,when I needed an escape from this insane reality we're living. If I were home I would have probably given you a proper burial. *sniffs*. You have helped me so much,and I just can't thank you enough. &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;un-awesome&lt;/span&gt; right now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-1165508069307622938?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/1165508069307622938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=1165508069307622938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1165508069307622938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1165508069307622938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/11/noim-not-okay-thank-you-very-much-for.html' title='No,I&apos;m not okay. Thank you very much for asking.'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-2986968144037480559</id><published>2009-11-06T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:32:39.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Individual Oral Presentation - Malay</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hidup tak selalu manis,&lt;br /&gt;Langit tak selalu cerah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;partner&lt;/span&gt; Suhana and I were up for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IOP&lt;/span&gt;. I know its called 'Individual' Oral Presentation but well we were allowed to do it in pairs or in groups of three and we were assessed individually. If I'm not mistaken, IOP is an &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;internal assesment&lt;/span&gt; which carries marks for the IB finals all the way in the last semester. So yeah,it was pretty much a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our oral presentation was based on a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;novel&lt;/span&gt; we had studied, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Ranjau Sepanjang Jalan&lt;/span&gt; by Shahnon Ahmad. Suhana and I chose to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;sing&lt;/span&gt; as Suhana flaunts her &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;amazing talent&lt;/span&gt; in playing the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;guitar&lt;/span&gt;. We made our own song as Suhana played and created her own melodies.Initially, we were busy wrecking our brains on what ready-made song we could use for the presentation thinking that it would be easier since all we would have to do was alter the lyrics. If Suhana did not come up with her own melody I would have to sing some &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;classical pantun music&lt;/span&gt;! And uuuurghh, trust me, its one of the most &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; things I've ever listened to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;bless&lt;/span&gt; Suhana for her &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;creativity&lt;/span&gt; (And for saving me from causing all the glass in the building to shatter into pieces through my lousy attempt in singing a classical malay folk song)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she came up with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;melody&lt;/span&gt;, we played around with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;lyrics&lt;/span&gt; before we actually got the idea for the whole song. We really just were singing out or emotions until we managed to put them all together and relate it to the novel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;results&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a really &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;great time&lt;/span&gt; practicing, and performing was also fun seeing how our classmates were entranced by (definitely not my vocal abilities) Suhana's playing of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;guitar&lt;/span&gt; (also her vocal abilities) and mostly the whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;song&lt;/span&gt; itself. They even asked for an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;encore&lt;/span&gt; and we all sang along together in the last few minutes of the class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet the notion of me singing a malay song in front of the whole class is already putting everyone who reads this in &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;stitches&lt;/span&gt;.Knowing me, you might not even believe how &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; managed to pull it off,but hey I did. It feels pretty &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Thanks to my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;classmates&lt;/span&gt; for your support. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; our class,I love you people!^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Goodbye to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Pali&lt;/span&gt; our substitute maths teacher. *sobs* :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.I just noticed a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;habit &lt;/span&gt;of mine after watching our performance on video- my hands just wouldn't stay put! I keep trying to &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;betulkan my tudung&lt;/span&gt; every second!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-2986968144037480559?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/2986968144037480559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=2986968144037480559' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2986968144037480559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2986968144037480559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/11/individual-oral-presentation-malay.html' title='Individual Oral Presentation - Malay'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-2342860106656328620</id><published>2009-11-01T01:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:07:04.101+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the World Comes Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The All-American Rejects&lt;/span&gt; concert was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The excruciating long was worth it. Screaming my lungs out,jumping around like a fool,yeah that definitely was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;exhilarating&lt;/span&gt;. Managed to take things off my mind for awhile and that was just what I needed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Hanis&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Zayana&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Brr&lt;/span&gt; for tonight. If it weren't for you guys I wouldn't have gone to the concert. I reaaaally appreciate it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Aira&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Happy 18th Birthday&lt;/span&gt; again.God bless you and I hope you had a good birthday. Sorry I couldn't be there for your birthday. Hope I can make it up to you when I come back in December. And hey,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;'You can sit beside me when the world comes down.'&lt;/span&gt; I'll always be there for you,even if I'm not actually there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Sophy&lt;/span&gt;,I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; you woman!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; I mentioned above,I know we don't see each other much lately since we're all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;busy&lt;/span&gt; running our own &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;different lives&lt;/span&gt;. We don't even talk,or ask one another how everyone's doing that often. Despite that,I still &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; all of you to &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;bits&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;pieces&lt;/span&gt; ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jaa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P/S: Sorry for all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;mushiness&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-2342860106656328620?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/2342860106656328620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=2342860106656328620' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2342860106656328620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2342860106656328620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/10/when-world-comes-down.html' title='When the World Comes Down'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-2617231236270078772</id><published>2009-10-25T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T01:34:23.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unfortunately, I have yet to find that in a non-fictional guy. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I haven't found it in someone yet,I have found it in a form of a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;brilliant movie&lt;/span&gt; called &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;"500 Days of Summer"&lt;/span&gt; directed by Marc Webb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This movie has caught my attention ever since i read its review in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The Star&lt;/span&gt; about two or three weeks back. The review was good and I hardly come across a love movie that is rated more than three out of five stars (It was rated four). The following week,the movie was still rated &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;four stars&lt;/span&gt; along with another &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;good review&lt;/span&gt;. I knew it was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;must-watch&lt;/span&gt; after that. Everyday I never failed to go "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Awwwwh,nak tengok 500 Days of Summer!!&lt;/span&gt;". See, I don't know why but this movie is only shown at limited places for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;limited&lt;/span&gt; time only. Fotunately,this week its showing in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;TGV KLCC&lt;/span&gt; so i just couldn't miss out that chance. So,on my way back from Seremban last Friday, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Durrah&lt;/span&gt; and I stopped by KLCC just to catch this show. God am I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;thankful&lt;/span&gt; that Durrah managed to talk me into watching the movie despite carrying our heavy bags around. (Thanks Durrah and I hope i managed to repay the favour by accompanying you to Alamanda today for your..ahem..special day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; everything about this movie. From the characters,to the plot,to the setting and also the awesome soundtrack! Coming from &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Marc Webb&lt;/span&gt;,I wouldn't expect less when it comes to music mixing. (Oh Marc Webb is best known for directing music videos.MCR's Helena was his work.)&lt;br /&gt;I love that the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;characters&lt;/span&gt; are relatable,both Tom and Summer despite their differences. I'm really impressed by &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Zooey Deschanel&lt;/span&gt;'s performance as Summer. Summer is probably a character you'd like to hate,but Zooey plays Summer so well that you can't help but not hate her.In fact,she's rather likeable. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Joseph Gordon-Levitt&lt;/span&gt; who plays Tom managed to get me all &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;teared up&lt;/span&gt; towards the end of the movie. He stole my heart in this particular scene where he dances at the park to the catchy beat of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Hall and Oates'&lt;/span&gt; "You Make My Dreams". &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Awesome&lt;/span&gt;,awesome scene.I love that the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;plot&lt;/span&gt; is delivered in a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;non-chronological&lt;/span&gt; order.It has its own &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;unique&lt;/span&gt; style to it and most importantly,its &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;not cliched.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SuSKUjtgMrI/AAAAAAAAARs/hp-piwujoUI/s1600-h/500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SuSKUjtgMrI/AAAAAAAAARs/hp-piwujoUI/s320/500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396590339284808370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I could go on and on about what I love from this movie. But since I have a long day tomorrow (tonnes of unfinished homework and yay *in the most unenthusiastic way*,I'll be on my way back to Seremban) I should stop here. All in all, 500 Days of Summer is an &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;honest&lt;/span&gt; movie and it certainly has made its way to my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;'All-time Favourites'&lt;/span&gt; list. It is also most probably &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Movie of the Year&lt;/span&gt; for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SuSKkRzuhLI/AAAAAAAAAR8/pbWMmBGlvIw/s1600-h/five_hundred_days_of_summer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SuSKkRzuhLI/AAAAAAAAAR8/pbWMmBGlvIw/s320/five_hundred_days_of_summer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396590609356981426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-2617231236270078772?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/2617231236270078772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=2617231236270078772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2617231236270078772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2617231236270078772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/10/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SuSKUjtgMrI/AAAAAAAAARs/hp-piwujoUI/s72-c/500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-6061375173855428372</id><published>2009-10-16T22:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T00:27:52.608+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Emotional Issues and another Boo Boo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Thank God,this month's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;PMS&lt;/span&gt;-phase has finally &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;passed&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week has been an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;emotional roller coaster&lt;/span&gt; ride for me. I guess you could see that judging by my previous post. Well that was only one of the many outbursts i had last week. For that I just have to offer my sincerest &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;apologies&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Suhana&lt;/span&gt; for being the main target for me to lash out on. Sorry ehh Suhana,I didn't mean to be grumpy. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Evil Belle&lt;/span&gt; doesn't come out that often so when she does,just bear with her for a little while okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to why I suddenly became a hybrid of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Oscar the Grouch&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;Eeyore&lt;/span&gt; last week, lets just say I was having a hard time &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;battling&lt;/span&gt; with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ego&lt;/span&gt;,trying not to let my emotions take control of me. Clearly I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;lost&lt;/span&gt; that battle and let my emotions make the best out of me and transformed myself into a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;pathetic&lt;/span&gt;,depressed,angry human being. How ironic, about a month ago I was calling someone else pathetic and huh,look what happened to me. Lol,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;karma&lt;/span&gt; baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well in any case,I feel a lot better now and I hope that &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;Belle the GrouchEeyore&lt;/span&gt; won't come out anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put aside all that misery from last week and what's left is yet another &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;embarrassing MC moment&lt;/span&gt; from Nur Nabilah bt Abdul Rahman. No,it wasn't another game of hide-and-seek behind the rostrum. This was what happened :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the assembly began, I was asked to look out for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;director&lt;/span&gt; the minute she enters the hall so that I could &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;announce&lt;/span&gt; her arrival. Usually someone would be assigned to give me a cue when she steps into the hall.God-Knows why out of hundreds of students available on that day,not a single soul could spare me the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;shame&lt;/span&gt; I was about to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes were fixed at the main entrance of the hall,trying to look out for the director's arrival. A few minutes later, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Pak Lan&lt;/span&gt; walked in with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;'the director' &lt;/span&gt;and so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Announcing the arrival of the director..*Begins wondering why the director is walking with Pak Lan when she should be accompanied by the SRC president* into..the..uhh,hall. Please &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;stand up&lt;/span&gt;. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment Pak Lan was &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;waving&lt;/span&gt; his hands to the crowd and 'the director' was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt;. I was puzzled for a few seconds until,from afar 'the director' exclaimed,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm not the director!!"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cried "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;OMAIGOD!!"&lt;/span&gt; and slapped my hand to my mouth and immediately went &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;red.&lt;/span&gt; People in the front row were going &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;bonkers&lt;/span&gt; laughing at my mishap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Pak Lan&lt;/span&gt; walked towards me with an eminent look and said to me, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Never in 16 years of my life here has anyone stood up for me when I enter the hall. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Thank you!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;. He continued laughing to himself and walked towards the teacher's seats. Another bite of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;sarcasm&lt;/span&gt; from him. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,at least I provided people with a little &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;amusement&lt;/span&gt; before the torturous long minutes of the assembly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-6061375173855428372?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/6061375173855428372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=6061375173855428372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6061375173855428372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6061375173855428372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/10/emotional-issues-and-another-boo-boo.html' title='Emotional Issues and another Boo Boo'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-6851438794366040366</id><published>2009-10-11T12:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T12:02:00.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holding back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I swear I could go&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; insane&lt;/span&gt; if I have to put up with this any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;man&lt;/span&gt;! Stop testing my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;patience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-6851438794366040366?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/6851438794366040366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=6851438794366040366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6851438794366040366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6851438794366040366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/10/holding-back.html' title='Holding back'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-2196190242574585744</id><published>2009-10-03T09:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T10:37:20.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My oh-so-jubilant-Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The long-awaited &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;weekends&lt;/span&gt; have finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt; is that I'm not at home but here I am stuck in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;college&lt;/span&gt;. Okay,so maybe 'stuck' is not the right word here because I decided not to go home this weekend myself. Oh,well I'll be going home for the next two weekends most probably. Plus,mom's birthday is coming up so i have to go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, last Tuesday our college held a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Raya Celebration&lt;/span&gt;. It wasn't much for me maybe,but I guess it was definitely something. Probably the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;only highlight&lt;/span&gt; of my raya so far since well,this year's raya has been nothing but &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;dull&lt;/span&gt; for me. There was nothing exciting during raya,definitely nothing to harp about there.Balik &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Melaka&lt;/span&gt;,stayed there for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;five&lt;/span&gt; days,ate &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;ketupatrendangkuahkacangsambaludangyadayadayada&lt;/span&gt;,endured the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;extremely annoying&lt;/span&gt; (Sorry but i just have to use this word although this is a bit disrespectful) high-pitched sound of my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;aunt&lt;/span&gt;'s voice who just won't stop treating me like a 5 year-old (Gosh,seriously this year I swear I felt like getting a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;sledgehammer&lt;/span&gt; and slamming it to..urgh,you know the drill),visited only two or three relatives' houses,and yeah thats about it. Yay. Now didn't that sound like a load of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; and a festive season of  full of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;joy&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops,sorry for veering of course. So back to the college Raya Celebration, I was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;MC&lt;/span&gt; for the earlier part and  I received a few comments saying that I was a bit &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;cold&lt;/span&gt; up there. So a million apologies to KMS-ians if I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;grouchy&lt;/span&gt; or anything. Well since there's not much to say I'll let the pictures do the talking :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Ssa1MT1-uRI/AAAAAAAAARc/h9JSzMdM5AY/s1600-h/raya5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Ssa1MT1-uRI/AAAAAAAAARc/h9JSzMdM5AY/s320/raya5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388193227285117202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;At our terribly messed up booth&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Ssa1HMxpevI/AAAAAAAAARU/4IJ1oMoyxSk/s1600-h/raya4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Ssa1HMxpevI/AAAAAAAAARU/4IJ1oMoyxSk/s320/raya4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388193139488553714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Suhana and Nani enjoying their ABCs. Wait,Suhana enjoying MY ABC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Ssa0-T6VBtI/AAAAAAAAARM/Qw8nnwOmtUg/s1600-h/raya3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Ssa0-T6VBtI/AAAAAAAAARM/Qw8nnwOmtUg/s320/raya3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388192986785187538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Flichi,Ain,Piqa,Mrs Malfoy,a very funny-looking Suhana and Nani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Ssa01z6DhCI/AAAAAAAAARE/wltCDY3Iw40/s1600-h/raya2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Ssa01z6DhCI/AAAAAAAAARE/wltCDY3Iw40/s320/raya2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388192840755151906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Classmates,not all of them but some of 'em : Firdaus,Flichi,Nani,Piqa,Ain,Halim Nasir,Durrah,the Paddle Pop Leprechaun,Naj,Skem and Suhana&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Ssa0ritFTaI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/yvG48sT9YYg/s1600-h/raya1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Ssa0ritFTaI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/yvG48sT9YYg/s320/raya1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388192664338648482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was tired of giving the same old smile so I tried a new facial expression for the camera.Like it? Haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go,thats Raya 2009 for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Whats the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;point&lt;/span&gt; really,in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;admitting&lt;/span&gt; something that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;won't do&lt;/span&gt; any &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt; for you? &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Hope&lt;/span&gt; is a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;murderous&lt;/span&gt; thing. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-2196190242574585744?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/2196190242574585744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=2196190242574585744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2196190242574585744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2196190242574585744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/10/my-oh-so-jubilant-raya.html' title='My oh-so-jubilant-Raya'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Ssa1MT1-uRI/AAAAAAAAARc/h9JSzMdM5AY/s72-c/raya5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-8027076780190587128</id><published>2009-09-26T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T00:09:18.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Twister</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;C'mon everybody clap your hands! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Now you're looking good! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was listening to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Lite.Fm&lt;/span&gt; the other day and I came across this song that has been &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;stuck&lt;/span&gt; in my head ever since. Now I know this is a very &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;very old song&lt;/span&gt;,but its amazingly &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;catchy&lt;/span&gt; that I wish i have people around to do the twist with. Well in any case,here it is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aWaJ0s0-E1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aWaJ0s0-E1o&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its called &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"Lets Twist Again"&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Chubby Checker&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly doubt that anybody would be into this as much as I am since my head is stuck in the old days when it comes to music. Give it a try though,I'll be glad to welcome anyone to the club ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*twists off into the horizon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-8027076780190587128?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/8027076780190587128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=8027076780190587128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8027076780190587128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8027076780190587128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/09/twister.html' title='The Twister'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-6389438708187355435</id><published>2009-09-22T17:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T17:07:37.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Happy Birthday dear&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; hubby&lt;/span&gt;! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SriTkPWykrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/N24Ph1gwK_M/s1600-h/draco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SriTkPWykrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/N24Ph1gwK_M/s320/draco.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384215605328122546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sings Happy Birthday &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Draco Malfoy&lt;/span&gt; to herself*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-6389438708187355435?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/6389438708187355435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=6389438708187355435' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6389438708187355435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6389438708187355435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SriTkPWykrI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/N24Ph1gwK_M/s72-c/draco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-3706805227925496414</id><published>2009-09-12T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T00:03:10.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Huzzah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;weekend&lt;/span&gt; although the Raya break starts this Tuesday. *huge grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wasn't intending on coming home for the weekend. Thought it would be too &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;troublesome&lt;/span&gt; and a waste of time seeing that I'll be going home the following Tuesday. I guess i just had a sudden change of mind,don't really know why though. Oh well,point is..I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; and will be back home again for about a week and a half  this coming Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Alpha Angle&lt;/span&gt; in the morning with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;Auntie Shila&lt;/span&gt; and bought a pair of..uh &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;slipper sandals&lt;/span&gt;? They're&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; white&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;plain&lt;/span&gt;,another &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;typical&lt;/span&gt; pick from Nur Nabilah bt Abd Rahman. Oh well,they're meant for walking around in college anyway,so I don't need a pair of elaborate sandals. We went home shortly after that. Mama then asked if I wanted to go to KLCC and go &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;raya shopping&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;alone&lt;/span&gt;. Well she was busy,and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Papa&lt;/span&gt; was busy..&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;rocking &lt;/span&gt;out with his guitars (Nope,even &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Ramadhan&lt;/span&gt; can't&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; kill&lt;/span&gt; his guitar &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;obsession&lt;/span&gt;). I've never done raya shopping alone before,and so I agreed to it. I've always wondered how it feels like to shop alone,whether its better or just depressing. The outcome? I believe shopping alone has its pros and cons,but if I have to choose,its probably &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;. Not to say that I'm socially retarded. I just think there's &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;less pressure&lt;/span&gt; when it comes to selecting the items you want to buy.&lt;br /&gt;But hey,I'm still all open for shopping with people. I'm still a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;togetherness freak&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't shop like crazy,since &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt; were the major &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 51);"&gt;limiting factors&lt;/span&gt;. So I just managed to get myself &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;two t-shirts&lt;/span&gt; (One of them has the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Evil Queen&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Snow White&lt;/span&gt; printed on it.Now how often do you have the disney villains printed on your t-shirts eh? They deserve just about the same amount of limelight as the heroes too!) and a new &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;sling/handbag&lt;/span&gt;. *sniffs* If another opportunity arises,I might go for another round of raya shopping-hopefully with friends.&lt;br /&gt;Oooh,and my babies back in college-Oscar the Grouch,Super Grover,Big Bird and Mint now have three new friends to play with.*smiles childishly and skips around in circles humming the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sesame Street&lt;/span&gt; theme*. Can't wait to bring &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Zoey&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ernie&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Bert&lt;/span&gt; back to college. I can already hear the sound of people going "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ya Allah Belle ni...tak habis habis.&lt;/span&gt;". Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;I was done shopping by around 5.30p.m. Fortunately for me, &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Ikmal&lt;/span&gt; gave a call and offered to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;drive&lt;/span&gt; me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt; since he was driving around the area. Huzzah,once again! The bloody&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; cab&lt;/span&gt; is so &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;expensive&lt;/span&gt; now. A journey home would cost me almost 10 bucks.Mashtikale!! *grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;college&lt;/span&gt; ramblings :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks ago,our batch's &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;IB Student Body (IBSB)&lt;/span&gt; was formed. I was somehow elected as the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Vice President&lt;/span&gt; O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Kamal&lt;/span&gt; was elected as the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;President&lt;/span&gt; and the other &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;commitee members&lt;/span&gt; elected were &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Syed&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Syamil&lt;/span&gt; (I hope this is the right spelling),&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Faris&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"&gt;Firdaus&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;OU&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Izni &lt;/span&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hehehehehe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;padan muka&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;izni&lt;/span&gt; kena! Kalau belle tak dapat &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;tidur petang&lt;/span&gt; Izni pun tak boleh tidur petang!! &lt;/span&gt;Muahahaha! Oh Izni's my &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;roomie&lt;/span&gt; btw),&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Suhana&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Nadiha&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;Farah Yasmin&lt;/span&gt;. Hope that I'll be able to work with everyone well. I won't go into much details about the IBSB.More on that later,when anything major related to it comes up or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh God,its almost midnight and I haven't touched my pile of homework. Tomorrow dah balik. Yikes. Till the next post then. Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: Just when I was about to turn the door knob,it turns out that no one was waiting at the door after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-3706805227925496414?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/3706805227925496414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=3706805227925496414' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3706805227925496414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3706805227925496414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/09/raya-shopping.html' title='Raya Shopping'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-2434417810851759749</id><published>2009-08-31T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T01:17:48.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adieu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This blog post is dedicated especially to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Zayana Mahira&lt;/span&gt; who will be leaving for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;UK&lt;/span&gt; to do her &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;A-levels&lt;/span&gt; this coming Thursday *sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I usually bid my farewells one day before in a post,but I guess I know I'll be busy on Wednesday and would hardly have any time for myself. So here goes,Jumbah :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;HIHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ZAYANA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Good luck&lt;/span&gt; and all the best in Malvern St James (I hope i got it right).Yeah,the first few days,or weeks will be tough but just remember that it will come and go. Before you know it you'll be adjusting to the place pretty well. Oh stay away from &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Jessicas&lt;/span&gt; though or else you'll have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;raving&lt;/span&gt; U-noe-hu &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;rampaging&lt;/span&gt; through the streets of KL. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;As for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Malaysian food&lt;/span&gt;,Hanis and I would be glad to devour them here on your behalf. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh,you'll be fine cicit. Don't forget to give me your address! Moyang's going to send good lovin' through her &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;raya card&lt;/span&gt; to UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniffs* I'm going to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;miss&lt;/span&gt; you,we're all going to miss you terribly. Thanks for everything,cicit. As for what,I'll save that for the raya card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take good care of yourself when you're there. Takpaaa,nanti saya suruh suami saya yang setia iaitu &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Draco Malfoy&lt;/span&gt; untuk memastikan keadaan saudari baik-baik sahaja di sana (HAAAAHAHAHA).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;goodbye&lt;/span&gt; for now *gets teary-eyed and waves*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SpqvZjT3rVI/AAAAAAAAAQc/r_Kj9ouze1Y/s1600-h/IMG_3202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SpqvZjT3rVI/AAAAAAAAAQc/r_Kj9ouze1Y/s320/IMG_3202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375801958730280274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;At the zoo with Lola and Lila&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SpqvtmZnHAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/X3vfVo8hnbs/s1600-h/DSC02932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SpqvtmZnHAI/AAAAAAAAAQk/X3vfVo8hnbs/s320/DSC02932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375802303157050370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Choc Choc and Marshmellow/Zumbah and Jumbah/Nenek Waffles/Moyang and Cicit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SpqwKbTtSkI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vEbqREaNIrk/s1600-h/DSC02922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SpqwKbTtSkI/AAAAAAAAAQs/vEbqREaNIrk/s320/DSC02922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375802798395705922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh yes,I just HAVE to put this picture. Zayana and I at our best XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayang&lt;/span&gt; Zayana!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-2434417810851759749?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/2434417810851759749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=2434417810851759749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2434417810851759749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2434417810851759749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/08/adieu.html' title='Adieu!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SpqvZjT3rVI/AAAAAAAAAQc/r_Kj9ouze1Y/s72-c/IMG_3202.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-4590001813550814945</id><published>2009-08-29T13:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T14:57:40.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angreh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well since talking to you won't do any good since none of the things I say seem to get in your bloody head,I'm going to let it all out here. No wait,I'll be &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;nice&lt;/span&gt;. I won't let everything out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a sad,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;pathetic&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;pompous&lt;/span&gt; airbag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;problem&lt;/span&gt; is that you think that I actually give a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;fuck&lt;/span&gt;. So let me screw those loose ends in your head :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I DON'T!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO-YOU-UNDERSTAND??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pahala puasa&lt;/span&gt;. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-4590001813550814945?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/4590001813550814945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=4590001813550814945' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/4590001813550814945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/4590001813550814945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/08/angreh.html' title='Angreh'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-957381949181411896</id><published>2009-08-25T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T01:01:58.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So yeah,judging from my blog title,I watched &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt; today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tons of persuading,my mom finally gave me the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;green light&lt;/span&gt; to watch Up at the movies with &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Aleena&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Ikmal&lt;/span&gt;. I really had to persuade my mom to let me out of the house. Well since its the  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;fasting&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;month and theres the whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;H1N1&lt;/span&gt; issue my parents (dad particularly) would have to give me a long nag before they say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay you can go&lt;/span&gt;". Oh,but this time I did not even turn to my dad to ask for permission (God forgive me. Haha) cause i know it would be a big no-no from him. So,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; for having &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mama&lt;/span&gt; around! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;cab&lt;/span&gt; to the LRT station today and I had to fork out &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;9 bucks&lt;/span&gt; for it. Thats 2 bucks more than the usual price! Mashtikale. Sheesh,looks like I'll be spending more on transportation when i go out. *sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;Ikmal&lt;/span&gt; I saved money on going home! Huzzah! He &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;drove&lt;/span&gt; me home so..well,yay! Plus i think i spent a little &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;too much&lt;/span&gt; today. I bought a new &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;wallet&lt;/span&gt; (Finally! I've been using that trashy torn-up wallet for decades now!),a new &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;book&lt;/span&gt; (The Kite Runner- Aira's been pestering me to read this book), a bottle of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;shampoo&lt;/span&gt; (God knows what my brothers filled up my shampoo bottle with,so i just had to get a new one),a mini &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Big Bird&lt;/span&gt; plushie (Yay,Super Grover and Oscar has a new frieeeend)and an A&amp;amp;W &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;coney dog&lt;/span&gt; meal. Oh and Bal's Solitaire cookie from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Bakin' Boys&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nur Nabilah bt Abdul Rahman really should start &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;saving&lt;/span&gt; money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah,Up? Up is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;gooooooood&lt;/span&gt; movie. I'm not really good in movie-reviewing so I'll just leave it at that. (You probably feel like smacking me for putting that as a blog title now.XD). Its worth watching. Plus,it has &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;BALLOONS&lt;/span&gt;! LOTS AND LOTS OF &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;BALLOONS&lt;/span&gt;! THAT SHOULD BE MORE THAN ENOUGH REASON FOR YOU TO WATCH THIS MOVIE! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;BALLOONS&lt;/span&gt; ARE &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;AWESOME&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;BALLOONS&lt;/span&gt; ARE &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;PURRRRTYYYYYYYYYY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*smacks self*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay,back to sanity. Honestly,I'm not exactly a fan of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Disney Pixar&lt;/span&gt; animated films,but &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Up&lt;/span&gt; has definitely opened up my mind to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; them. If you love balloons like I do you'll like this movie. If you're into &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;heartwarming&lt;/span&gt; stuff you'll also love this movie. Its &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;sweet&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SpQWSUFPm3I/AAAAAAAAAQU/qYt4EosPheE/s1600-h/Up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SpQWSUFPm3I/AAAAAAAAAQU/qYt4EosPheE/s320/Up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373944759244004210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BALLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONS!!! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-957381949181411896?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/957381949181411896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=957381949181411896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/957381949181411896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/957381949181411896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/08/up.html' title='Up!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SpQWSUFPm3I/AAAAAAAAAQU/qYt4EosPheE/s72-c/Up.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-4521243479180725091</id><published>2009-08-22T11:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T14:54:55.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning : Extremely long update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;baaaaaaaaack&lt;/span&gt;! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in college is yet to be hectic-is what I wish I would say now. Unfortunately though,the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;insanity&lt;/span&gt; has already begun. Ah well, I don't think I want to go into that today. I want to keep my mind off homework for now. Oh but before that, I just want to say that I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HATE MATHEMATICS&lt;/span&gt;! WHY! Why must this&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; evil&lt;/span&gt; terror be unleashed upon us future doctors (InsyaAllah). We won't even be using this damned subject in our career. MASHTIKALE! Sheesh,at least spare some pity by letting us do Standard Level Maths instead of HL. HL Maths is killing me! Someone save meeeeeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepare to be &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;amused&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Nur Nabilah bt Abd Rahman&lt;/span&gt; is in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Volleyball club&lt;/span&gt;.I'm pretty sure you can guess that I was left with no other option but the volleyball club as a sports club for CAS.&lt;br /&gt;Back in school i had nothing to worry about when it came down to registering for a sports club because the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Chess Club&lt;/span&gt; was always there! Anything that doesn't require running,chasing and targetting a ball or getting a ball slammed in your face is my &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;ideal sport&lt;/span&gt;. (You can start labelling me &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;geek&lt;/span&gt; now). Peh, I guess in college they realise that chess cannot be catagorized under sports and left me with nothing but ball-aiming sports. We haven't started any sessions yet,but don't worry I'll be sure to entertain you with  pictures of me putting on a terrified look,running away from the ball in court when we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the non-sports club,I registered for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Entrepreneurship Club&lt;/span&gt; and was somehow selected as the treasurer. Being in an Entrepreneurship Club, collecting money is not the only thing I do. I have to keep a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;ledger book&lt;/span&gt; to keep track of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;cash flow&lt;/span&gt;,calculate all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;profit &lt;/span&gt;made by our club-yada yada yada. And the thing is I don't have any basics of accountancy and for those who know me,I'm sure you know how terrible I am when it comes to keeping track of money. So why did I register for this club? Well I guess I just wanted to try something new..and also avoid the massive crowd that was aiming for the cool clubs. Oh well,I&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; looooove money&lt;/span&gt; so its fine with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on to one of the most significant events in college so far, I &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;backed out&lt;/span&gt; from a once in a lifetime chance,let go of a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;golden opportunity&lt;/span&gt; to be part of the college's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 204);"&gt;Student Representative Council&lt;/span&gt; (SRC/MPP).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;started in class&lt;/span&gt; when Miss Hafiza ( My Mentor/Physics Teacher) was asking the class for names to submit as SRC candidates and my classmates went, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;BELLE! BELLE,TEACHER BELLE!!&lt;/span&gt;". I didn't think she took it seriously until a few days later,my name was in the list of &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;SRC candidates&lt;/span&gt; .  At first, I was pretty &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;excited &lt;/span&gt;about it. I wanted to go for it because I knew how momentous it would be for me later in the future. So for the first few stages,I did the best I could and &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;got through&lt;/span&gt; the first few stages,including the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;interview&lt;/span&gt;. Later on,we were divided into two parties and I was part of party B. It was then when I started feeling like I wasn't really made for the part of an SRC. I'm not going into the details of why I really started to feel like that,but lets just say that I didn't feel &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;'holy' &lt;/span&gt;enough. Since there was one &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;last elimination&lt;/span&gt; before the manifesto night,I was somehow determined to be eliminated. Throughout the party evaluation period, I let my oldself out for awhile and was the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;passive bystander&lt;/span&gt; once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The night of the elimination,everyone in the party had to submit two names of the people we wanted to vote out. I was muttering to myself "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;Please vote me out,vote me out and just let it end here&lt;/span&gt;". Heck,I voted myself out. Haha. Our facilitators came back into the room after counting the votes and called out everyone's names one by one,letting us know whether we made it through or not. When it came to my turn, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Belle,lepas. Congrats". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Whaaat???&lt;/span&gt;",as I widened my eyes in shock. The facilitators noticed the look I had on my face,and  asked if I really wanted this or not. It just &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;struck me&lt;/span&gt; that moment,and I uttered out a simple "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No&lt;/span&gt;". They told me to think about it for a moment while they move on to the others and their fates. When it came down to the last two people who were yet to be called,they turned to me and asked me ,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Are you really sure about this? A chance like this doesn't come often.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;I answered,"&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;No,I don't feel like the SRC is my place to be&lt;/span&gt;". They accepted my decision,and so I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;withdrew &lt;/span&gt;from the election.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if getting through that final stage was actually a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;sign&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; for me to go on. I don't know if all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0);"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;faith&lt;/span&gt; my friends had in me were for me to say yes and go for it. It might have been,it could have been. People always ask me whether I &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;regret&lt;/span&gt; my decision or not and I always say "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;No,not yet&lt;/span&gt;". Not yet,because I know someday I will look back upon that night and ask myself "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;What if?&lt;/span&gt;". Well,whats done is done. I may have let a once in a lifetime opportunity fall from my hands that easily,but I still believe that my decision meant that I was made for something &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;better&lt;/span&gt;. Plus,being an SRC is not everything,no? There are still a lot of opportunities out there for me to seek. So yeah,I have not regretted my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thanks&lt;/span&gt; a bunch to all my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;friends&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;beloved classmates&lt;/span&gt; however. For once in a long while,you guys made me &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;feel like a somebody&lt;/span&gt;. After my withdrawal a number of people came up to me and went, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Kenape tarik diri!!?? Dah semangat dah nak vote for Belle!&lt;/span&gt;". Its a good feeling,knowing you have people around you rooting for you. I'm really,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;terribly sorry&lt;/span&gt; for letting you guys down. Well hey,I'm still around and I can still exude me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;awesomeness&lt;/span&gt;. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;Oh and thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;Suhana&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Skem&lt;/span&gt; for creating the "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt;Vote for Belle&lt;/span&gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;finger gesture&lt;/span&gt;. Boy,how I wish i could show it,you'd be laughing your asses off at how &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; it looks especially when everyone does it together. Thanks again everyone,I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;really really really really,to infinity,really&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;appreciate&lt;/span&gt; your &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;support&lt;/span&gt;! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No,this post has not yet come to an end. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Keep reading&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, I was the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; MC&lt;/span&gt; for the monthly college &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;assembly&lt;/span&gt;.It was my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;first time&lt;/span&gt; at being an MC. Whats a first time without a few embarrasing moments no? Well they were only tiny embarrasing moments I guess. Well at least,they're not &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;embarrasing&lt;/span&gt; enough for me to have my face hidden from the public. I may have slipped a '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Good Morning&lt;/span&gt;' when I should've have said '&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Good Afternoon&lt;/span&gt;' and went,'&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Oh sorry,let me start over&lt;/span&gt;'. Also at the beginning I may have spoken a wee bit too &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;loudly&lt;/span&gt; in front of the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; mic &lt;/span&gt;when I was talking to someone else from a distance. I quickly &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;hid&lt;/span&gt; behind the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;rostrum&lt;/span&gt; for quite sometime when that happened. Haha. At the end of the assembly we had the recital of the Asma-Al Husna and so : -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Before we end this assembly,let us recite the Asma-Al Husna together. Please rise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everyone stands up and shoots me a look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*mutters to self* Sheesh,why won't they start already. What are they looking at me for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*People from the front row gestures "Wahid,isnani,salasa (1,2,3 in arabic)" at me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*still clueless* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*everybody shoots a stronger look*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ohh! I'm supposed to start it. (lambat nye pickup) *starts laughing at self for being so lembab* Wahiiiid*giggle*,Isnani *giggle*,Salasa*giggle*!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess I've pretty much bored all of you with this really long post. So, Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Men are such unbelievable jerks. Agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-4521243479180725091?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/4521243479180725091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=4521243479180725091' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/4521243479180725091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/4521243479180725091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/08/warning-extremely-long-update.html' title='Warning : Extremely long update'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-3645023891576115320</id><published>2009-08-16T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T13:55:30.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Counting down the days</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Will give a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;full update&lt;/span&gt; next week : &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;One week&lt;/span&gt; break,baby! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MERDEKA&lt;/span&gt; PEOPLE! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-3645023891576115320?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/3645023891576115320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=3645023891576115320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3645023891576115320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3645023891576115320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/08/counting-down-days.html' title='Counting down the days'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-8666011453978834647</id><published>2009-07-20T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T14:23:27.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'>International Baccaulaureate</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well,here I am,counting down the hours till I have to carry my bags to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;LRT station&lt;/span&gt; and head to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Seremban&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;KTM.&lt;/span&gt; Today marks the second time I've been home for two weeks in a row and I would probably be coming home (again) next weekend. Sheesh,I should stop digging my pocket just to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, college &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;life&lt;/span&gt; has been &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt; so far. The past two weeks have been nothing but quite  relaxing. The heat of being an IB student really hasn't kicked in. No homework piling up, no excessive studying. Not yet at least. Well they say that you only start to feel the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;heat&lt;/span&gt; in the second semester and the catastrophe unleashes itself in the third sem. I still have a long way to go before that. Okay fine,not that long. However I really should start killing my old studying habits and especially my habit of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;procrastinating&lt;/span&gt;. So I'll try to pull off &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 51);"&gt;consistent &lt;/span&gt;studying without being a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;nerd&lt;/span&gt; at the same time. Hopefully that works out. Wish me luck people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be taking &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;six subjects&lt;/span&gt; which include &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Malay,English,Maths,Bio,Chem and Physics&lt;/span&gt;. Three of which I'll be learning at Higher Level (Bio,Chem and urgh Maths unfortunately) while the other three only at Standard Level. Apart from the six subjects three additional points will come from two &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;extended essays&lt;/span&gt; and a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Theory of Knowledge (TOK)&lt;/span&gt; essay. Also,we have &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;CAS&lt;/span&gt; in the IB programme which is more or less like co-curriculum except that they'll be counting the hours and we have to fulfill up to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;150 hours&lt;/span&gt; of it. Complicated much?&lt;br /&gt;Haha. All that torture for the cliche'd purpose of creating &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;well-rounded&lt;/span&gt; students. So again,wish me luck people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the main reason I came home this weekend was to watch Draco Mal..err &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince&lt;/span&gt;. If it weren't for the bloody &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 102);"&gt;S***K*****GS&lt;/span&gt; behind me who were so bloody &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;irritating&lt;/span&gt; and jakun,I would have been able to enjoy the movie. I did enjoy it but not fully though because throughout the movie I had to endure these people going,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Excited nye kite nak tgk movie ni!!&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eeeeeeee..Hermaiyoni cemburuuu laaaa...&lt;/span&gt;" ,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Asyik-asyik laki ni keluar,menyampah. Mesti die jahat kan&lt;/span&gt;" (Malfoy scenes),"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mungkin ade sambungan kottttt&lt;/span&gt;". For God's sake if you don't have a single clue about Harry Potter, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SHUT THE HELL UP AND LET OTHERS ACTUALLY ENJOY THE MOVIE&lt;/span&gt;. Mashtikale. So I wouldn't mind going for another round. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Anyone &lt;/span&gt;up for &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;another round&lt;/span&gt; as well? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats it for now, I still have some packing to do. Later then. Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SmQMrIItmvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XF_-GiwkV6Y/s1600-h/harry_potter_and_the_half-blood_prince_movie_image_tom_felton_as_draco_malfoy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SmQMrIItmvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XF_-GiwkV6Y/s320/harry_potter_and_the_half-blood_prince_movie_image_tom_felton_as_draco_malfoy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360423391535667954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                              &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Draco Malfoy, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;MY&lt;/span&gt; forever and always :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-8666011453978834647?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/8666011453978834647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=8666011453978834647' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8666011453978834647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8666011453978834647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/07/international-baccaulaureate.html' title='International Baccaulaureate'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SmQMrIItmvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/XF_-GiwkV6Y/s72-c/harry_potter_and_the_half-blood_prince_movie_image_tom_felton_as_draco_malfoy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-238803922339794280</id><published>2009-07-01T00:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T01:51:28.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;forcing&lt;/span&gt; myself to blog today since its my last day at home before I head off for college tomorrow. I'll be leaving for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Kolej Mara Seremban&lt;/span&gt; first thing in the morning and well,hence begins my new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else has been ranting about their college dilemmas,the future and whatnot. So you may call me a bit &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;ketinggalan zaman&lt;/span&gt; but its not that I had nothing to rant about. Believe me,I had my own share of problems that were flooding my mind. I just chose not to blog about it.I'm not sure why though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,in any case, I'm not doing A-levels like I hoped I would but&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; IB &lt;/span&gt;instead. *screams in terror*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to get through it whether I like it or not. I don't really have any choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh,I sound so ungrateful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't get me wrong. I am &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt;. I may not have been offered a fancy college with superb facilities and all that shit but I'm still thankful nevertheless. It could have been worse. They could've accidentally cross my name out of the scholarship list but that didn't happen. So I am grateful :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway,wish me &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;luck&lt;/span&gt; and pray hard for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;success&lt;/span&gt; (For those who actually care.Haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the ratty post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh before that,since its my turn to bid my farewells : &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SAYAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANG DIRI SENDIRI!!&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayang&lt;/span&gt; semua orang yang sayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;nabilah &lt;/span&gt;juga. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S : To a certain someone,I hope you know who you are cause again,for the I-dunno-how-many-ieth time, I want to say that I'm sorry. You may label me with whatever you please ; jerk,jackass,asshole,bitch,the Queen B,anything that indicates how terrrible of a person I've been. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;deserve it&lt;/span&gt;,and I'm definitely &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;not proud of it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-238803922339794280?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/238803922339794280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=238803922339794280' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/238803922339794280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/238803922339794280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/06/college.html' title='College'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-539662847749747823</id><published>2009-06-09T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T20:54:20.879+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Somebody should applaud me for finally being able to drag myself here to update this blog that has been &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;abandoned&lt;/span&gt; for a month. More &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;on what my head's been doing in th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e clouds  later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I have to bid yet another farewell to an incredibly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;hyperactive&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;super-enthusiastic&lt;/span&gt; friend of mine, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Hanis&lt;/span&gt;. She left for &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;MMU-Melaka&lt;/span&gt; two days ago for well..foundation in..uhh,something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops,I'm really sorry I forgot. Well at least i didn't completely forget ! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't really want to get sappy over here so, good luck in MMU Hanis. Just don't worry too much and don't unleash your hyperactive-self too early,hahaha. You'll be fine. Heck,you survived boarding school so I'm pretty sure this won't be such a biggie. Although college life is different,at least you have some of the experience to help you pull through.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Goodbye my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Alien&lt;/span&gt; friend! Until we meet again,we'll bake &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;easy-cookies&lt;/span&gt; like the ones on YouTube. Be warned though, if the cookies turn out well I won't hesitate to gobble it all down at one go before any of you get the chance for a second bite. *roars with evil laughter*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Si4gnj3bs5I/AAAAAAAAAPU/0wE41AS1OsA/s1600-h/DSC04574.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Si4gnj3bs5I/AAAAAAAAAPU/0wE41AS1OsA/s320/DSC04574.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345245671750087570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;                Hanis and Brr,both my fellow Zoo Volounteerers,and both who have left :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, ladies and gentlemen is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;main reason&lt;/span&gt; for my recent &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;one-month hiatus&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Si4iBbZlahI/AAAAAAAAAPc/we6NaRL-Kn8/s1600-h/Persona_4_Widescreen_by_serpentslayer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Si4iBbZlahI/AAAAAAAAAPc/we6NaRL-Kn8/s320/Persona_4_Widescreen_by_serpentslayer.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345247215665637906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well, I guess its not surprising anyway especially for those of you who know me well. I mean you all know how I could get completely &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;detached from reality&lt;/span&gt; once my videogame phase starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already explained a bit of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;basics&lt;/span&gt; of the game when I blogged about &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;Persona 3&lt;/span&gt; back in January. The one on summoning personas,establishing social links for stronger personas,getting the protagonist to study for exams,improve his interpersonal skills,yada yada yada. So since the basics of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Persona 4&lt;/span&gt; and Persona 3 are &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;similar&lt;/span&gt;, I won't ramble too much on it except that now, instead of having to improve your Knowledge,Charm and Courage only, Persona 4 has five criterias that needs fullfilling : Knowledge, Courage,Diligence,Expression, and Understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, they've made more room for the things that your protagonist can do, like reading books,fishing,working on model robots,and best of all, you can get him to work a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;part-time job&lt;/span&gt; to earn &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;money&lt;/span&gt;. So you don't just get money through battling with monsters like you usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I can't exactly say which is better,Persona 3 or Persona 4 since I did not finish Persona 3 anyway. Hehe. Its all Wikipedia's fault for putting all the spoilers in! But I guess its good enough to keep me away from blogging for a month XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that bugs me about this game is the fact that they don't shoot their heads anymore to summon their personas :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and that annoying retarded looking bear. But he does kind of grow on you eventually i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,an &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;8/10&lt;/span&gt; for Persona 4 too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well then,since I guess most of you were &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;yawning&lt;/span&gt; through my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Persona ramblings&lt;/span&gt;,I'll end this post here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;P/S : Sayaaaaaaaaaaaaaang Hanis! (Yela,takkan Brr sorang je dapat feel the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;awesomeness&lt;/span&gt; of Nur Nabilah bt Abdul Rahman's power of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Luuuuuuuuuuurve&lt;/span&gt;) *rofl*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-539662847749747823?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/539662847749747823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=539662847749747823' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/539662847749747823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/539662847749747823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/06/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Si4gnj3bs5I/AAAAAAAAAPU/0wE41AS1OsA/s72-c/DSC04574.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-6934006107070408443</id><published>2009-05-10T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T02:26:39.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sayonara</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Farewell &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);font-size:180%;" &gt;Brr Brr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SgXHR6J6n2I/AAAAAAAAAPE/yN38V20vFoI/s1600-h/P4020511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SgXHR6J6n2I/AAAAAAAAAPE/yN38V20vFoI/s320/P4020511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333888444172771170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SgXHmmyg-9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/JaMImat89sE/s1600-h/P4010476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SgXHmmyg-9I/AAAAAAAAAPM/JaMImat89sE/s320/P4010476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333888799751601106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Good luck in everything ahead of you in Changlun,Kedah. Alaaa..nak bising pasal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;Arashi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; kat sape la nanti. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cehh,nak sedih-sedih la konon. Macam la kitorang tak jumpe lagi lepas ni. Kitorang sume nak pegi &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;vacation &lt;/span&gt;kat &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Pulau&lt;/span&gt; cuti nanti kan Brr? Jadi '&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;beach babes&lt;/span&gt;' (lah sangat). *LMAO*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care ! ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S :&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaayang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span&gt;Brr Brr&lt;/span&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-6934006107070408443?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/6934006107070408443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=6934006107070408443' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6934006107070408443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6934006107070408443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/05/sayonara.html' title='Sayonara'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SgXHR6J6n2I/AAAAAAAAAPE/yN38V20vFoI/s72-c/P4020511.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-1104906652519217790</id><published>2009-05-08T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T22:18:50.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FMA-ism</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pardon me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My lack of blogging lately has been due to my fixation on the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt; series of Full Metal Alchemist.I've read everything up to the latest chapter and now I'm back at square one-bored  as hell once again.Unlike the Naruto manga which gets updated weekly,FMA comes in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;monthly&lt;/span&gt;.*grumbles*. So this means waiting in agony for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first half of the plot in the manga is similar to that of the anime series. However,the plot veers off in a different direction in the middle of the story. Now,I don't want to spoil it for those of you who are currently following FMA:Brotherhood (Which i strongly feel would follow the manga based on the past few episodes I've been watching) so I won't be rambling about it too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know that the manga is just as good,a bit more &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;complex&lt;/span&gt; but still &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; enough to keep my eyes glued to the screen.The manga gives a more in depth look at all the characters like &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Alphonse Elric&lt;/span&gt; or just Al, for instance. Like Ed,Al develops the ability to perform alchemy without a transmutation circle. Al also faces complications due to the state of having his soul affixed to the armor as he fears that the armor would eventually reject his soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SgMwhMnFKPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oP_HDc1s9yg/s1600-h/alphonse_elric.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SgMwhMnFKPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oP_HDc1s9yg/s320/alphonse_elric.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333159730615757042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They've also introduced new characters like Ling Yao,Mei,Ran Fan,yada yada yada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SgMyIi3qj6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/YyPQ_7AOM2o/s1600-h/ling.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SgMyIi3qj6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/YyPQ_7AOM2o/s320/ling.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333161506117423010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I was pretty much annoyed with Ling at first,but eventually he became likeable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm done rambling about FMA and will now end this post because I'm too tired to go on blogging. Oh and previously I posted the video of the FMA : Brotherhood ending,so since I like the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;opening&lt;/span&gt; just as much here's the video :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/F2DuA0GNRYA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/F2DuA0GNRYA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update soon hopefully. Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-1104906652519217790?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/1104906652519217790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=1104906652519217790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1104906652519217790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1104906652519217790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/05/fma-ism.html' title='FMA-ism'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SgMwhMnFKPI/AAAAAAAAAO0/oP_HDc1s9yg/s72-c/alphonse_elric.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-4614447794696477205</id><published>2009-04-28T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:48:29.701+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Three things that I love :&lt;br /&gt;1.Playstation&lt;br /&gt;2.Food&lt;br /&gt;3.Humour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people who make me laugh :&lt;br /&gt;1.Bal&lt;br /&gt;2.Brr&lt;br /&gt;3.Barney Stinson (hahahaha,they're all Bs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I hate :&lt;br /&gt;1.Cruelty to animals&lt;br /&gt;2.Over-thinking&lt;br /&gt;3.Being disturbed in the middle of a game&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I don't understand :&lt;br /&gt;1. Myself&lt;br /&gt;2. Love&lt;br /&gt;3. Why can't Tetsuya Nomura just put an end to the never-ending debate of who Cloud's true heart's desire is by proving that its Aeris. Mashtikale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I'm doing right now :&lt;br /&gt;1.Listening to DEPAPEPE.&lt;br /&gt;2.Reading the Full Metal Alchemist manga&lt;br /&gt;3.Trying to figure out myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I want to do before I die :&lt;br /&gt;1.Go to Japan&lt;br /&gt;2.Take up self-defence classes&lt;br /&gt;3.Be a somebody&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I can do :&lt;br /&gt;1. Sleep through anything&lt;br /&gt;2. Drive people insane&lt;br /&gt;3. Come up with awesome names for my cats (Alien 1,Alien 2,Alien 3,Alien 4..etc.XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three things I can't do :&lt;br /&gt;1.Understand a Malay debate. O.O&lt;br /&gt;2.Resist laughing at horrible mispronounciations. Eg: Combunshions. (Cuba teka.LMAO)&lt;br /&gt;3.Sit still when a flying bug is in the room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three ways to describe my personality :&lt;br /&gt;1.Pessimistic&lt;br /&gt;2.Childish&lt;br /&gt;3.Lazy-ass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three people to tag :&lt;br /&gt;1.Aleena&lt;br /&gt;2.Farhana Aini&lt;br /&gt;3.Ainah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-4614447794696477205?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/4614447794696477205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=4614447794696477205' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/4614447794696477205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/4614447794696477205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/04/three.html' title='Three'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-456732844565940378</id><published>2009-04-18T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T03:35:18.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uso</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Full Metal Alchemist : Brotherhood&lt;/span&gt; is out! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had absolutely no idea that this was coming out until i watched the advertisement on &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Animax&lt;/span&gt;.  I freaked out and jumped with joy knowing that FINALLY something good is on television. And THANK GOD i asked my parents to resubscribe the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;variety package&lt;/span&gt; or else i would be crying my heart out every friday night for not being able to watch my beloved cast of FMA in action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means more drooling over &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Roy Mustang,The Flame Alchemist &lt;/span&gt; babyyy! However i think that the first two episodes were a bit slow. Well I'll be expecting a lot from this new FMA series since I'm pretty sure that the previous movie, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;Conquer of Shambala&lt;/span&gt; angered fans worldwide,including me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all,i just hope Full Metal Alchemist : Brotherhood won't let me down. Oooh,I am in love with the super&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt; cute ending&lt;/span&gt; though. The song,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;'Uso'&lt;/span&gt; is played by a band named &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SID&lt;/span&gt;,some japanese rock band I'm not quite familiar with. Oh well,its not like I follow J-rock anyway. However,after listening to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;The Pillows&lt;/span&gt;,I think I would love to listen to more J-rock . So anyway,here's the video :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kar_t2MmXB8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kar_t2MmXB8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;art&lt;/span&gt; is just pure &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;genius&lt;/span&gt;. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;MARA interview&lt;/span&gt; a few days back,well I'm not sure what they outcome may be. However i felt that i've done my best. I mean at least I did not blank out and drool. Two men interviewed me and surprisingly,neither of them asked me anything about my interest in medicine,why i want to be a doctor or at least where i plan on pursuing my studies. They were asking me about &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;debate&lt;/span&gt; mostly,the roles of the three speakers of the debate team,tips and tricks to become a good debater my experience,yada yada yada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,in the middle of the interview,a certain name caught the interest of one of them who was looking through the form i filled out with my particulars,&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;'Muhammad Iqbal'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thats when the interview started changing its course into "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bal ni KYUEM kan dulu&lt;/span&gt;?","&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bila dia fly eh&lt;/span&gt;?","&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tahun lepas dia balik tak?&lt;/span&gt;","&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*mumble mumble* *whispers to the next man* Bal ni..dulu..blah blah blah&lt;/span&gt;","&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So is Bal okay with MARA?&lt;/span&gt;","&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Has he had any problems so far with the allowance..blah blah blah. &lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So basically thats it. I don't know how to judge my interview from there.I am pretty thankful though,that i didn't have to go through the hell of answering detailed questions on the latest buzz in the medicine and health world.  Yes,actually i'm very thankful for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,towards the end,the following conversation took place :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blah blah blah blah blah * i can't remember what i was yapping about*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;Man 2&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;(the guy who knows Bal)&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bal dulu tak lah talkative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ehh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man 1&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well,maybe Bal wasn't a debater&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; No,my brother was a debater. In fact,he was a third speaker and usually third speakers are more...well,argumentative?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Man 1&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Okay,well he is argumentative then,not talkative. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Man 2&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*nods head and smiles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was he actually suggesting that I am a&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; talkative &lt;/span&gt;person O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-456732844565940378?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/456732844565940378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=456732844565940378' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/456732844565940378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/456732844565940378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/04/uso.html' title='Uso'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-2361694936425348673</id><published>2009-04-13T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:05:20.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Queen of Procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Okay,first of all I know that in the previous post,it was mentioned that i would continue the tag game thingy in this post. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;Sorry&lt;/span&gt; to those who tagged me, for being unable to fulfill those tag requests since I'm not much of a tag queen anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now although I may not be a tag queen,at least well,I'm still the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;queen&lt;/span&gt; of something right? *points to blog title* XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;procrastination&lt;/span&gt; has always been my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;best friend&lt;/span&gt; ever since my primary school days.Not that its a good thing,its just a habit that won't die,umm,won't die yet at the very least. I would go on about the the things that i procrastinated before (Fyi,SPM was one of them),but I just want to blab a wee bit about my upcoming &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;MARA interview&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,ladies and gentlemen,sorry for not blogging about it earlier or jumping with joy and popping bottles of champa..err..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;coke&lt;/span&gt;,to celebrate my qualification in getting a MARA interview. The enthusiasm hasn't hit me yet i guess or i just prefer not to be extremely happy about it. I have this &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;paranoia&lt;/span&gt; of getting my hopes up high,hence i'm controlling it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well whatever it is,wish me luck. I just hope I won't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;blank&lt;/span&gt; out,stare into space and leave my mouth hanging open with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;drool&lt;/span&gt; coming out. XD XD XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-2361694936425348673?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/2361694936425348673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=2361694936425348673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2361694936425348673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2361694936425348673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/04/queen-of-procrastination.html' title='Queen of Procrastination'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-3186950235112358808</id><published>2009-04-07T19:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T19:43:13.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mari tepuk tangan semua,Nur Nabilah binti Abdul Rahman berblog dalam bahasa ibunda!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;1. Apakah benda yang palingg penting dalam hidup kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;    Makanan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;2. Apakah benda akhir yang kamu beli dengan duit sendiri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;    Makanan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;3. Di manakah tempat impian perkahwinan kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;    Makana...ehh,err. Tak tahu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;4. Berapa lama hubungan kamu berkekalan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;    Hubungan mana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;5. Adakah anda sedang di lamun cinta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;   Oh tidak,cinta pada usia muda begini sungguh melalaikan. XD XD XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;6. Di mana restoran akhir kamu makan malam?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;    Akhirnya,soalan menarik! Umm,restoran Ali Maju! Oh sungguh lazat dan enak roti canai yang     dihidangkan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;7. Namakan buku terakhir yang kamu beli?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;    Anak Lelaki Ahli Sihir (HAAAAAHAHAHAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;8. Nama penuh anda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;    Nur Nabilah binti Abdul Rahman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;9. Kamu lebih senang dengan ayah atau emak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;    Sudah tentu bonda tercinta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;10. Namakan seorang yang kamu ingin jumpa dalam hidup kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;     SAPROL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;11. Sebutkan nama 8 sahabat yang rapat dengan kamu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;      Zayana,Aira,Hanis,Brr,Aleena,Nadrah,Sofia,Dan..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;12. Adakah kamu mencuci pakaian sendiri?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Jangan meragui kebolehan saya menggunakan mesin basuh di rumah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;13. Tempat yang paling seronok yang kamu ingin pergi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;       Negara anjing penjajah-Jepun (HAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;14. Butirkan 5 perkara tentang orang yang tag kamu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;       &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Terdapat dua insan yang sungguh bermulia hati dalam men'tag' saya iaitu :&lt;br /&gt;       Aleena : Berjiwa seperti seorang budak 4 tahun,kuat tidur,suka merepek,suka membuat       keputusan yang tidak masuk akal dan bijak berkata-kata dalam bahasa anjing penjajah-bahasa inggeris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      Ainah : Pandai,Rajin belajar semasa zaman persekolahan dulu,Ahli nasyid yang begitu bersemangat,suka mentertawakan saya,mempunyai semangat yang kental dalam apa jua yang dilakukan olehnya (maafkan saya saudari ainah kerana butiran yang terakhir tersebut adalah hentaman semata-mata XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;8 perkara yang saya gilai..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Siri Animasi NARUTO,makanan,Fantasi Terakhir (HAHAHAHA),Barbie,Play-doh&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Belon,Stesen Main,Kucing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;16. Pelukan atau ciuman?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pelukan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;17. 8 buah buku yang paling baru di baca?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;       Saya tidak mempunyai cukup masa untuk menjawab soalan ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;18. 8 lagu yang kamu boleh dengar berulang kali?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;       Begitu juga dengan soalan ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;19. mari main TAG 8 orang lain..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;    Oh tidak mengapa,saya pasti bahawa semua orang sedang sibuk dengan hal masing-masing serta tidak mempunyai masa yang cukup untuk menjawab soalan-soalan ini XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permainan 'Tag' ini akan bersambung dalam warkah yang seterusnya. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-3186950235112358808?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/3186950235112358808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=3186950235112358808' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3186950235112358808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3186950235112358808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/04/mari-tepuk-tangan-semuanur-nabilah.html' title='Mari tepuk tangan semua,Nur Nabilah binti Abdul Rahman berblog dalam bahasa ibunda!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-1041369432032413172</id><published>2009-04-01T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T00:13:49.651+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belle the Barbarian</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;kicked&lt;/span&gt; down my brothers' toilet &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;door&lt;/span&gt; out of frustration and it felt &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;GOOOOOOOOD&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YEAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I am so going to get into &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;trouble&lt;/span&gt; with my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; XP)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-1041369432032413172?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/1041369432032413172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=1041369432032413172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1041369432032413172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1041369432032413172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/03/belle-barbarian.html' title='Belle the Barbarian'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-9109254969966404409</id><published>2009-03-29T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T02:24:39.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Heartbreaker. XD</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Two days ago i visited my school and hanged out with my junior &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;debaters&lt;/span&gt;. Well i guess they can't be called juniors anymore. Fine,so then i hanged out with the current 'Sisters' Circle' of Seseri. The following conversation took place between me and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Moony&lt;/span&gt;,this year's debate Captain :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You know if i make it through with medicine,i might want to specialize in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;cardiology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Moony&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-style: italic;"&gt; 'touch'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; people's hearts. Not just literally *grins*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Moony&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*bursts out laughing* Riiiight&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Whaaat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Moony&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You're not going to 'touch' people's hearts Kak Belle,you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;'crush'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; them. *continues laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mashtikale&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Aleena and Moony laughs like crazy in the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*grumbles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-9109254969966404409?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/9109254969966404409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=9109254969966404409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/9109254969966404409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/9109254969966404409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/03/heartbreaker-xd.html' title='Heartbreaker. XD'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-7876476165776130834</id><published>2009-03-22T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T00:59:08.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A proud SESERI-ian,no?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As I was browsing through myspace I found this :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScZWdveZPRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/I94KkIjKcwI/s1600-h/seserians.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScZWdveZPRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/I94KkIjKcwI/s320/seserians.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316031479117593874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;See,somethings missing in the picture, ME! *Sobs hard and stamps feet*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MASHTIKALE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the moment i got my results i was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;rejoicing&lt;/span&gt; too much that i forgot one of the best things about scoring in SPM : Capturing that precious moment and getting it published in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;newspaper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard this photo was a shot from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Berita Harian&lt;/span&gt;. There goes my chance of having a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Non-embarrassing&lt;/span&gt; photo in the newspaper. Sure,having your picture in the newspaper isn't &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;EVERYTHING&lt;/span&gt;. But I know this will &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;kill &lt;/span&gt;me everytime i go back to Malacca and see that newspaper-cut photo of my &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;brother&lt;/span&gt; who scored straight As back then,framed up on the wall. Looks like I messed up my second chance of appearing in a newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,I guess i'm just too&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; awesome&lt;/span&gt; for a newspaper shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal feelings aside,I'm still very&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; happy&lt;/span&gt; for those who still managed to remember the world at all during that moment of joy. Despite it all,the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;tough &lt;/span&gt;moments we face throughout the last two years,being unable to share our joy together with the whole batch,at least we made it to the newspapers,yeah? Haha. No matter how bad we dropped this year,or how we did not match up to what was &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;expected&lt;/span&gt; of our batch,we're still &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; in our own way. We don't need 100++ students who scored straight As to prove that we are great students. What matters in the end is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;effort &lt;/span&gt;we put and that we did our best. Now i know,many of you now are thinking "I guess my best wasn't the best after all" Well,screw that. Its not about being the best among everybody. Heck,its not even about being the best school in Malaysia for that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my opinion,what matters in the end is the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;memories&lt;/span&gt; that we made together for the last two years. All the good ones or even the bad ones. We went through a tough &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;roller coaster&lt;/span&gt; ride. I think that if our journey through Seseri is defined in terms of a type of roller coaster,ours would be the one that has loops all the way. There was that whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;GAS &lt;/span&gt;thing with the ASIS-ians,no sejarah teachers,batch war with the seniors,trouble with the juniors, and countless number of other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See,I'm guessing that some of you out there are thinking that all we went through was for nothing and that its already the end. But thats just it,its not the&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; end&lt;/span&gt;. Its just the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;beginning&lt;/span&gt;,and from what I've seen from each and everyone of you,you really are among the strongest people i have ever known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,I know i may have not been the most enthusiastic member of this batch back then. I wasn't exactly into the whole "&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;AAA&lt;/span&gt;"(ehem) thing and i think i might have angered some of you when you saw that particular 'thing'  i wore on my tudung. Hahahaha. Nevertheless,I was and still am,in fact, proud to be part of this batch. I'm happy and honored to be able to work with you during my days as Head of the English Department and also as a fellow&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Zenith&lt;/span&gt;-ian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not the facilities,its not the title SBP,its not the school rank,nor is it the number of SPM scorers that make us who we are. We are who we are,the school made up of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;coolest&lt;/span&gt; teachers anyone could ever ask for and well,ourselves.We're &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;SESERI&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Puan Mahadiah&lt;/span&gt;'s blog (Wow,my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;bio teacher&lt;/span&gt; has a blog of her own. Awesome.Lol),i felt really sorry that the teachers were put to blame for the unexpected outcome we got. Well i guess all i can say now is that the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;past &lt;/span&gt;is in the past and theres nothing we could do about it. However I really hope that they did not feel like they've given their best cause i know,we know,that they have. Screw those who were so&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;judgemental&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and to those who &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;mindless&lt;/span&gt;ly spoke out to our teachers.  We love our teachers anyway. They're the ones who have shaped us to be who we are and will be in our lives. We greatly appreciate them for that and are forever &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;grateful&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess,in short, whatever it is. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SESERI&lt;/span&gt; is a huge part of me,and it should be for all of you who went to this school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-7876476165776130834?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/7876476165776130834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=7876476165776130834' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/7876476165776130834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/7876476165776130834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/03/proud-seseri-ianno.html' title='A proud SESERI-ian,no?'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScZWdveZPRI/AAAAAAAAAOA/I94KkIjKcwI/s72-c/seserians.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-3077332236680568581</id><published>2009-03-21T02:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T02:25:16.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Little Lost Adventure and Farewells.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;19th March 2009&lt;/span&gt;- Nafis' departure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Rifdi's the only one of us who had to go for National Service,Zayana,Dan and I decided to send him off. After all,its Sarawak he's going to and the next time we'll see him is all the way in June. He won't even be spending his birthday here. *sniffs*. So anyway, we had to go to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Stadium Bukit Jalil&lt;/span&gt; because that was where the report point thingy was for the second group of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;WIRA-WIRAWATIs&lt;/span&gt; of our beloved Malaysia. Now the problem was that, Zayana,Dan and I were &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;clueless&lt;/span&gt; and total blockheads in this matter. So before we got ourselves into the trouble of driving off to Melaka without noticing,we decided to lay out a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;plan&lt;/span&gt; : We would follow behind Rifdi's Car until we get to God-Knows-Where Stadium Bukit Jalil is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the night before at Zayana's house so that it would be easier for us to go together. We informed Rifdi beforehand that we'd be following him all the way so that his parents won't think that we're a bunch of psychopathic &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;stalkers&lt;/span&gt; or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 11.30 a.m.,we started making our way to Rifdi's house in Wangsa Melawati in Dan's car. When we arrived in front of his house,we saw that his &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;parents&lt;/span&gt; were packing his things into the car. Since we didn't want to be rude,with a very awkward feeling,we got out of the car to say hello to his Mom. Seeing the look that she was wearing,something told us that she didn't know anything about us wanting to tag along. Then we quickly got back into the car and drove around his house to get rid of the awkwardness. At the same time i grabbed my phone and dialled Rifdi's no. :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Rifdi! Parents tau tak yang kitorang nak ikut ni??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rifdi&lt;/span&gt; : Hehehe. Tak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : WHAT?? KENAPA TAK BAGITAU??!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In the background)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dan&lt;/span&gt; : Ha sudah,patut benda ni dah bagitau awal-awal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Zayana&lt;/span&gt; : Oh no,I don't want us to intrude. What if this is a family thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    ___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rifdi&lt;/span&gt; : Nanti bagitaula. Takpe,ikut je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Pandai la!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Rifdi &lt;/span&gt;: *hangs up* (like he always does)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                   ___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then we headed straight back to his house and saw that his car was already on its way out of the neighbourhood,leaving Zayana,Dan and I panicking thinking that he left us on purpose. It was then when i got a text message from Rifdi saying that he wanted to stop at a shop to get prepaid for his handphone. Mashtikale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully we managed to keep up with his car that was parked near the shoplots in his neighbourhood. As we were waiting for him to get his prepaid,his car drove by and he&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; left without notice&lt;/span&gt; AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Dan&lt;/span&gt; : Ni dah memang macam tak nak kitorang ikut je.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Eeesh. Apa kejadahnya la si Rifdi ni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Zayana&lt;/span&gt; : I don't think we should go now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            ___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed behind his car anyway but unfortunately his dad was going too fast for us to keep up. I called Rifdi and asked if it was really okay for us to follow him and his family to Bukit Jalil for his departure. He told me it was fine and so we continued our journey anyway. A few minutes later he sent me a text message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Nak stop kat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; Cheras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; dulu. Nak ambik my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;grandparents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that time we were way behind his car and there was no way we could drive to Cheras and risk getting lost in that huge area. So being the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;smarty-pants&lt;/span&gt; that we were : &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;"LETS GO TO BUKIT JALIL OURSELVES!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we weren't totally clueless about how to get to Bukit Jalil because Dan said that on his way to Port Dickson the other day, there was a signboard which showed how to get there. I on the other hand,have passed by Bukit Jalil a few times before on my way back to Melaka. So we put our heads together and made our way to Bukit Jalil ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we drove along the roads of KL, we started to notice signboards which led to&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt; "Stadium Kompleks Negara"&lt;/span&gt;. That was when we started to get confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : Eh Dan? Stadium Kompleks Negara tu apa??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dan&lt;/span&gt; : Tak tauu la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt;: Stadium Bukit Jalil maybe??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Zayana&lt;/span&gt; : HELLOO! CAN SOMEONE PLEASE TELL US WHAT STADIUM KOMPLEKS NEGARA IS??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                       _____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we realized that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Stadium Kompleks Negara&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Stadium Bukit Jalil&lt;/span&gt; we had already passed the junction that would have led us straight to Stadium Bukit Jalil. After missing that junction we saw another signboard which said &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;"Stadium Kompleks Negara 300m".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt; : YES! TAKPA DAN! TU ADA LAGI SATU JALAN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Dan &lt;/span&gt;: Mana???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Zayana&lt;/span&gt; : Tu!! *points at the direction of the signboard*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*car drives left into what was supposed to be Stadium Bukit Jalil*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        ____&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got on that road,yes,we did see the stadium right on our left side. However that road only went in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;one direction&lt;/span&gt;,and not one road leading directly into Stadium Bukit Jalil was visible. Not wanting to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;panic&lt;/span&gt; early,we assured ourselves that there would probably be a U-turn somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what we ended up seeing was a signboard saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-style: italic;"&gt;"Putrajaya-23km" &lt;/span&gt;and a long &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;highway&lt;/span&gt; surrounded by a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;palm oil tree field&lt;/span&gt; like most highways that leads to far off places have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse that bloody signboard which said &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;"Stadium Kompleks Negara- 300m"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleargh. When all hope was gone,and we were left thinking that we would not be able to send Rifdi off anyway,we stumbled upon a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;rest area. &lt;/span&gt;We stopped the car there to ask for &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;help&lt;/span&gt; from someone who would know how to get back to Stadium Bukit Jalil. Zayana and I got out of the car and searched for someone who looked reliable enough for us to ask help from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then,we found our &lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;miracle&lt;/span&gt;.There was a bright shining&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; light&lt;/span&gt;,in a direction of an old man. He had white wings and a halo too! I swore i heard &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;angels singing&lt;/span&gt; at the same time too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay fine,i exaggerated that part. So anyway,this &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;kind &lt;/span&gt;old man helped us out and told us to drive through the Putrajaya toll and then make a U-turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;Bless&lt;/span&gt; this old man. May he live a long,healthy and happy life. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After travelling &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;46km ++&lt;/span&gt;, we successfully reached our destination without ending up in the middle of nowhere,Stadium Bukit Jalil a.k.a Stadium Kompleks Negara ( I really won't forget this for the rest of my life. I think its already permanantly carved in my head)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ish ish ish,the things we do for Rifdi. I'm telling you Rifdi,you will never find friends as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;awesome&lt;/span&gt; as us anywhere else. *huge grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed for about an hour before we left and said our farewells. He seemed fine,although i knew there was some part in him that was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;. But I'm glad that he held it together pretty well. If I were in his shoes i would probably be miserable and sobbing my heart out despite being told by those who have gone to PLKN that its actually fun and a great blast. Oh,&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;screw that&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After sending Rifdi,we made our way to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;KLCC &lt;/span&gt;to drop Zayana off who had to go for lunch with her family. We got stuck in &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;slow traffic&lt;/span&gt;,got bored and voila :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScUqE0zTVaI/AAAAAAAAANw/XaTrRgiBfZI/s1600-h/wacko4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScUqE0zTVaI/AAAAAAAAANw/XaTrRgiBfZI/s320/wacko4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315701197562402210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Zayana being annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScUpsQCWs6I/AAAAAAAAANo/apdqdx0mUV8/s1600-h/wacko7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScUpsQCWs6I/AAAAAAAAANo/apdqdx0mUV8/s320/wacko7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315700775376565154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ROCK YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! ROAD RAAAAAGE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those two days (18th and 19th March) would definitely make the list of my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;2009 Highlights&lt;/span&gt;. Thanks to my awesome friends ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Rifdi,you better not come back as a&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; different&lt;/span&gt; person! I will throw a bowling ball at your head if you come back all different and&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; kononnya 'macho'&lt;/span&gt;. Oh and good luck with all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;SAYANGs &lt;/span&gt;that will be chasing you there in Sarawak. *snickers*. We'll definitely miss you. Hopefully I will be losing weight since my free &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Secret Recipe cake supplier&lt;/span&gt; won't be here every week anymore. Yes,i blame &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;YOU,RIFDI&lt;/span&gt; for my recent weight gain. Lol. I am very thankful nevertheless ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScUtQKMvvaI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_qBO-gZlOUc/s1600-h/rifdi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScUtQKMvvaI/AAAAAAAAAN4/_qBO-gZlOUc/s320/rifdi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315704690819710370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAAAHAHAHAHAHA! ROFL! You really have to know this guy to find this hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-3077332236680568581?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/3077332236680568581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=3077332236680568581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3077332236680568581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3077332236680568581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-and-farewells.html' title='Our Little Lost Adventure and Farewells.'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScUqE0zTVaI/AAAAAAAAANw/XaTrRgiBfZI/s72-c/wacko4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-588866449252242085</id><published>2009-03-21T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T02:39:23.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAYANG,you can play Bowling! Lmao.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;18th March 2009 &lt;/span&gt;- Nafis' Last Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Rifdi's one last day before his fate as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WIRA N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EGARA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since he would be chucked into some rural forest area in &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Sarawak&lt;/span&gt; the next day as one of the "Chosen Ones" for National Service,Zayana,Dan and I decided to make his last day a good and memorable one. And what one heck of a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;memorable day&lt;/span&gt; it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So I started my day by going to Melawati early in the morning to collect my &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;new I.C&lt;/span&gt; which i had done since ages ago. Thanks to mama's naggings i finally went to get my new I.C and voila! It looks a million times (okay maybe a million would be a real exaggeration) better than my horrid looking picture on my first I.C. Its a depressing (or probably hilarious for most of you who had the chance of looking at it) photo of Little Belle with her perfectly round shaped black tudung around her face,black smoker-like lips,and a face as pale as a patient who has Leukemia. Yes people,it was that sad. I know it used to make Brr roar with laughter back then. Well,no more of that! BAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After feeling greatly satisfied with my new I.C *huge grin*,I made my way to Zayana's house to wait for our ride to KLCC. A few minutes later,Mr.WIRA NEGAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A arrived with a brand new looking blue car and then we picked up Dan and went straight to KLCC to catch the earliest &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Dragonball"&lt;/span&gt; show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unfortunately by the time we arrived there was a long queue at TGV and we ended up missing the earliest show for Dragonball. We planned on watching an early show so that we could hang out for a longer time after that. Pehh,but luck was not on our side and forced us to pick another silly movie to watch. At that time Rifdi was off to the loo ( Seriously man,everytime we go out the loo would be his best friend) and it hit me. Why not give him a surprise and watch something &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;BETTER&lt;/span&gt; than dragonball ? After looking through all the movies showed on the screen and scanning for the earliest time possible,my eyes caught a certain movie title which i knew would leave Rifdi's mouth hanging open the minute he finds out that it wasn't Dragonball w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e'd watch. My eyes shifted to Zay and we both started having &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;evil grins&lt;/span&gt; on our faces. Then we asked Dan if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; he was okay with the 'surprise' movie we had chos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;en and he was okay with it. After paying for the tickets,Zayana the genius suggested that we shouldn't tell Rifdi what movie we w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ere going to watch and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;let him float in his dreams of watching Dragonball. *evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Then we headed straight for lunch at &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;A&amp;amp;W&lt;/span&gt; since Rifdi was craving for it since a few weeks before. As I was greedily gobbling up my boootiful plate of waffle wit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;h ice-cream,a chinese stranger approached our table and started telling us not to panic because he wasn't there to sell anything. Then,he started babbling about helping these needy children by donating ten bucks (for a car sticker)  in Malay AND with an &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;amusing Chinese &lt;/span&gt;accent. Sheesh,he gave me a hard time to contain my laughter and I ended up making Zay laugh as well. So,before I lost control of my laughing,Rifdi and I shared money and donated it to them needy. Well,at least i hope it was donated to charity and the amusing chinese m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;an didn't run away with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Later,after lunch was over we rushed to the cinemas as we were a few minutes late for the biggest surprise of Rifdi's day. I could feel Rifdi oozing excitement as he began saying "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come on DRAGONBALL!&lt;/span&gt;". Right after we went in,he wanted to go to the loo (Again) and asked for the tickets from Zayana. We didn't want to ruin the surprise for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; him so we insisted on waiting.Thankfully he did not take too much time at the loo and so we headed straight for the 4th movie theatre. The moment we stepped in,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Rifdi &lt;/span&gt;looked at the screen and a &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;confused &lt;/span&gt;look formed on his face. In that minute,Zayana,Dan and I were already roaring with laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;ter (and probably annoying the audience too) as the mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;vie screen showed :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPPZDWTeiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/xQ-Ik8mm8OM/s1600-h/sayang-you-can-dance-poster.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPPZDWTeiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/xQ-Ik8mm8OM/s320/sayang-you-can-dance-poster.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315320014529853986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It took quite awhile for Rifdi to realize that we did not enter the wrong theatre. Shocked,he turned to Zayana. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;MAHIRA! MAHIRA!!! TICKETS MAHIRA?!!&lt;/span&gt;","&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SALAH THEATER KE MAHIRA???&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The look on his face was &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;priceless&lt;/span&gt;. As expected,his mouth was left hanging open as he went through the shock of having to watch a dissapointing,silly Malay movie instead of Dragonball.Bahahaha. After he was finally hit by the fact that we were really going to watch that movie,we settled in our seats and started critisising and laughing at almost every &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;ridonkulous&lt;/span&gt; scene in the movie. There was even a point when the whole theater was quiet and Zayana suddenly  burst out laughing alone. That was how ludicrous the movie was. Every minute of the movie had something &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;agonisingly idiotic&lt;/span&gt; in it. However i do not think everyone felt that way cause the girl sitting next to me was feeling every bit of emotion (pfft.right) of the movie. She went all "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oooohh!&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Waaahh!!&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OHMYGOD!bestnye!!&lt;/span&gt;!" and even shouted with anger towards one of the characters who played a father,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BONGOK PUNYA BAPAK. BONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KAK!PERGI MATI LA&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of all the stupid scenes in the movie,the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;ending &lt;/span&gt;is probably the lousiest and has most &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;bullshit &lt;/span&gt;of all. Out of nowhere,the hero who died revealed to his girlfriend :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sayalah &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;budak kecik gemuk&lt;/span&gt; yang selalu mengejar Mia dan D dahulu di Sarawak&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;With this,a scene showing a sad,pathetic fat little boy,chasing another boy and a girl was played on the screen. In the background,all four of us were already shouting "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WTF?!&lt;/span&gt;","&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;BULLSHIT&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;WHAT THE BLOODY HELL MAN?!!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rofl. As excruciating as the movie was,it still made our day and we began to annoy each other by sarcastically calling "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SAYANG&lt;/span&gt;" to one another. I feel sorry that Rifdi didn't get to watch his Dragonball but i hoped that it still made up for a memorable day. I know the rest of us would always remember this XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second part of our day took place in&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; Ampang Point&lt;/span&gt; where we played Bowling! It was Dan's first time, Rifdi,Zayana and my I-don't-know-how-many-ieth time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPak-XphuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/xwreMP3HgHU/s1600-h/bowl1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPak-XphuI/AAAAAAAAAMw/xwreMP3HgHU/s320/bowl1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315332313979651810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Pfft.Baling je lebih. It kept on ending up in the gutter anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPbHhfexxI/AAAAAAAAAM4/KS-p_BLo7w0/s1600-h/P3180458.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPbHhfexxI/AAAAAAAAAM4/KS-p_BLo7w0/s320/P3180458.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315332907523294994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Zayana,my only bowl-into-the-gutter buddy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPbd3fEXXI/AAAAAAAAANA/5ZEHAsxj-ww/s1600-h/P3180428.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPbd3fEXXI/AAAAAAAAANA/5ZEHAsxj-ww/s320/P3180428.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315333291384266098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Dan at his first time of bowling and he already throws like a superhero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPcJ9HH8rI/AAAAAAAAANI/9-6AbPS8-30/s1600-h/rifdi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPcJ9HH8rI/AAAAAAAAANI/9-6AbPS8-30/s320/rifdi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315334048808694450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mashtikale.I guess Rifdi was the pro of the day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPcov61mzI/AAAAAAAAANQ/wnmpf6AtZJw/s1600-h/P3180462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPcov61mzI/AAAAAAAAANQ/wnmpf6AtZJw/s320/P3180462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315334577843444530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;N-Nafis,MR-Masked Rider (Dan),B-Belle,Z-Zayana. Yes,Zayana and I failed miserably with me being only one point higher than her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPd4mYUTjI/AAAAAAAAANY/_CYsubyJ6Z8/s1600-h/DSC00153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPd4mYUTjI/AAAAAAAAANY/_CYsubyJ6Z8/s320/DSC00153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315335949672271410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt;Look who i bumped into  : Azly,my team's usher back in ASIS during the zone debate thingy. Its been ages since i last saw him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,despite watching another and one of the many worst Malay movie ever,and sucking really bad at bowling,it was one hell of a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPeWRxOdEI/AAAAAAAAANg/uDzQuiIrP4U/s1600-h/bowl6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPeWRxOdEI/AAAAAAAAANg/uDzQuiIrP4U/s320/bowl6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315336459535676482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh shut up,I know i'm the only one looking like a complete fool after following Mr.WIRA NEGARA's wishes to pose like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-588866449252242085?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/588866449252242085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=588866449252242085' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/588866449252242085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/588866449252242085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/03/sayangyou-can-play-bowling-lmao.html' title='SAYANG,you can play Bowling! Lmao.'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScPPZDWTeiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/xQ-Ik8mm8OM/s72-c/sayang-you-can-dance-poster.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-6575474063193313243</id><published>2009-03-19T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T17:14:19.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes,I know I'm a week late. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i guess here goes nothing : &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;7A1s 3A2s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*phew* Thank &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3A2s : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Physics&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Add Maths&lt;/span&gt; (I did not expect too much from these two papers) and &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;EST&lt;/span&gt; (Go ahead..rofl.XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My GCE-O score is an A1.Yay for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Perfect Husband&lt;/span&gt; essay i wrote =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the first time in my life,i received a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;rose&lt;/span&gt;.Although it was a red rose,and not the white rose i always wanted,I still really appreciate it. Mostly,because the rose was given as a token of appreciation from the school,a sign of gratitude and also it proved to me that,my two years in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;SESERI&lt;/span&gt; were worthwhile after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing to say,but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank You&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScIJbnOnbvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/OalZec07Qa4/s1600-h/P3120423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScIJbnOnbvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/OalZec07Qa4/s320/P3120423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314820880242011890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-6575474063193313243?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/6575474063193313243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=6575474063193313243' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6575474063193313243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6575474063193313243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/03/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/ScIJbnOnbvI/AAAAAAAAAMA/OalZec07Qa4/s72-c/P3120423.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-3976930387126864104</id><published>2009-03-14T03:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T03:12:07.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sympathy for the Devil? Or maybe she just deserves none.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SbqvZGE9iKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vamE4aV9Hh0/s1600-h/devil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 245px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SbqvZGE9iKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vamE4aV9Hh0/s320/devil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312751556099934370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Since i cannot express how i feel in words right now,here's a really ugly artwork of mine to show it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: SPM results will be blogged about later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-3976930387126864104?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/3976930387126864104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=3976930387126864104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3976930387126864104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3976930387126864104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/03/sympathy-for-devil-or-maybe-she-just.html' title='Sympathy for the Devil? Or maybe she just deserves none.'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SbqvZGE9iKI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vamE4aV9Hh0/s72-c/devil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-1538619321127435278</id><published>2009-03-03T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T00:33:30.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ITS MORPHIN' TIME! RED RANGERS ALERT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OMG!OMG!OMG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FOUND THE MOST &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;HILLARIOUS&lt;/span&gt; VIDEO EVER EVER EVER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But  DAMN! I can't embed the video here since its disabled. MASHTIKALE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;NO FEAR&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The url link will save us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LzdBwDWeIQQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will surely put a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;smile&lt;/span&gt; on that face XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-1538619321127435278?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/1538619321127435278/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=1538619321127435278' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1538619321127435278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1538619321127435278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-morphin-time-red-rangers-alert.html' title='ITS MORPHIN&apos; TIME! RED RANGERS ALERT!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-8917446260930207647</id><published>2009-03-01T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T20:04:26.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMFG!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sap5wPb3GII/AAAAAAAAALw/4D0bUJC8KZ8/s1600-h/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sap5wPb3GII/AAAAAAAAALw/4D0bUJC8KZ8/s320/10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308188980493621378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sap5qQT0HTI/AAAAAAAAALo/iCM3HlvGNIo/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sap5qQT0HTI/AAAAAAAAALo/iCM3HlvGNIo/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308188877649091890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SapMILG-LlI/AAAAAAAAALg/OiYWjDJTdlI/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SapMILG-LlI/AAAAAAAAALg/OiYWjDJTdlI/s320/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308138814114246226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;SHE &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;CONFESSED&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;HINATA&lt;/span&gt; TOLD &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;NARUTO&lt;/span&gt; HER FEELINGS!! FINALLY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i have a bad feeling on how this is going to end. *sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get my tissue box ready for the next manga chapter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also,does this mean the Naruto series is coming to an end?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO HINATA!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-8917446260930207647?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/8917446260930207647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=8917446260930207647' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8917446260930207647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8917446260930207647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/03/omfg.html' title='OMFG!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/Sap5wPb3GII/AAAAAAAAALw/4D0bUJC8KZ8/s72-c/10.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-7422840528339366098</id><published>2009-02-16T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T18:13:21.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney Mode.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you notice my Last.fm. list its filled with &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Disney&lt;/span&gt; soundtracks. From &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Under the Sea&lt;/span&gt;-The Little Mermaid,to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Scar&lt;/span&gt; from the Lion King's &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Be Prepared&lt;/span&gt;,and a whole lot of lovable good disney music that rocked our world back in the 90's and hell,even now. Well at least,they're rocking MY world now.&lt;br /&gt;*Skips in circles hysterically humming &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Upendi&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;Lion King marathon&lt;/span&gt; the other day. Lion King 1/2 was not included though. I never really liked Lion King 1/2 that much. Maybe its because i've seen too much of Timon and Pumbaa in their own TV series. So put down your pitchforks and torches fellow Lion King fans because I don't hate Timon and Pumbaa. I just love them even more when they're together with the whole family of the Lion King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SZk3N3FDwUI/AAAAAAAAALY/jEIuKelteUc/s1600-h/The_Lion_King_9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 190px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SZk3N3FDwUI/AAAAAAAAALY/jEIuKelteUc/s320/The_Lion_King_9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303330747468464450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So next,I'm thinking Hercules or maybe Beauty and the Beast. Oh well,i'm going to watch everything i have anyway so it doesn't matter. I don't have Peter Pan,Cinderella,Snow White,Sleeping Beauty,and Alice in Wonderland though. Speaking of Alice in Wonderland,i just reminded myself of how i cried out loud at the video store to get my dad to buy it. Crying worked! Yay me.&lt;br /&gt;I just wish that it would still work now,despite me being 18 years old. If it could still work i would do me some crying for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;PSP&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not really a huge fan of the PSP. I just think it would come in handy when i need to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;ignore&lt;/span&gt; people XD&lt;br /&gt;Ah well,like that will happen. Maybe in some other dimension where my dad is not a rocker (*rolls eyes*) but a &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;hip disco man&lt;/span&gt; who will not spend thousands of his money on his guitar stuff and will actually bother to take his children out to malls again!! Mashtikale. Wait,hip disco man? I take that back. I just gave myself a really &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;ugly&lt;/span&gt; and horrifying image in the head. Our house would probably have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;huge shining disco ball&lt;/span&gt;. And my dad would probably have an attempt on the Moonwalk. O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,one day I will buy a whole set of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;Disney Classics&lt;/span&gt;,original version and go on a full and non-stop marathon!! Ngehehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe someone can buy it for meeeeeeeeeeee.. *smiles innocently and bats eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-7422840528339366098?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/7422840528339366098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=7422840528339366098' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/7422840528339366098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/7422840528339366098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/02/disney-mode.html' title='Disney Mode.'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SZk3N3FDwUI/AAAAAAAAALY/jEIuKelteUc/s72-c/The_Lion_King_9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-8881129851774802852</id><published>2009-02-10T16:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T16:44:08.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sensitive Issues</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Due to my lack of thinking way back since i started this blog up until now,i have decided to erase a few sensitive parts of the blog. So for those who have read the original version,don't be surprised to find what you've read before gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-8881129851774802852?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/8881129851774802852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=8881129851774802852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8881129851774802852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8881129851774802852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/02/sensitive-issues.html' title='Sensitive Issues'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-4252634409953176554</id><published>2009-02-04T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T18:34:09.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Searching for that light too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been online much lately. And there's a pretty good solid reason for that! &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;One Tree Hill&lt;/span&gt;,everybody! After all these years of keeping my ears shut to the oth recommendations by &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Aira&lt;/span&gt;, I finally decided to give it a try anyway. I mean what the hell, I watched one of the episodes in the 5th season (oops) out of boredom and i couldn't help but feel drawn to this big shot drama everybody's been so crazy about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So i'm no longer &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;clueless&lt;/span&gt; about One Tree Hill. I remember feeling completely and utterly blank everytime my friends would go "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tengok tak OTH semalam?? K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;esian Lucas&lt;/span&gt;.." yada yada yada.Yeah,those were back in the Melawati days. Good times..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After deciding to drop the whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;I-Refuse-To-Watch-OTH-because-Chad Michael Murray-Is-So-Jambu&lt;/span&gt; issue i have,I borrowed the first three seasons of OTH dvds from Rifdi. A week has passed now and I'm done with all &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;three seasons&lt;/span&gt; that i just borrowed. I had to pull all-nighters to accomplish that record. But i guess more obssessed fans out ther&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e probably could do three seasons in less than a week. Ah,not that i care anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,all in all,I definitely cannot disagree with my best friend,Aira that One Tree Hill is frickin awesome! It is by far,one of the best tv series that i've watched.Of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;course,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Desperate Housewives&lt;/span&gt; forever stays there in my heart. Only this time I have One Tree Hill right beside that special spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the surface I guess OTH is just like any other drama you watch on tv. Battle in romance,friendship,school,or just basically, life in general. Stuff you would probably call &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;cliche.&lt;/span&gt; However,to me,what makes OTH really stand out is the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt; heartfelt &lt;/span&gt;words they play in there. All the nicely put lines uttered by the well-played characters that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;reaches out&lt;/span&gt; to the people who watch the show. And that is particularly because they put those words in such &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;wisdom,&lt;/span&gt;in such a manner that makes it easier for people to relate to the characters,to the whole drama i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;tself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Kudos&lt;/span&gt; to the writers of OTH for that. Not many tv shows that come up these days have enough power to do that. I guess what I'm trying to say is that most tv shows now just throw you off to some &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;fantasy lala-land&lt;/span&gt; (Posh lifestyle of Guccis,Pradas,enormous mansions,big bucks..yada yada yada). OTH has quite the opposite effect though on me. In some twisted way, I guess it sorta brought me to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;reality&lt;/span&gt;. Sure in OTH you would see the problems you usually see in other tv shows as well. But I guess what differs OTH is the way it captivates you by its &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;beautiful script&lt;/span&gt;. Whether its a conversation between the characters or the amazing voiceovers done at th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e beginning and at the end of each episode,I gotta say that the script is one hell of a job. It may not have as much &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;sarcasm&lt;/span&gt; as &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;The Gilmore Girls&lt;/span&gt; but,I'd say that its dose of sarcasm is enough to keep me watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now on to my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;favourite character&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;No,definitely not &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Lucas Scott&lt;/span&gt;. I take back the jambu label I had for Chad Michael Murray though. As much as he's attractive with all the broodiness and love for books,I don't usually fall for the leading man of the show. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Peyton &lt;/span&gt;on the other hand,is very cool with that vast knowledge in music and casual jeans and t-shirt look. But..nah,too emo for me. Then there's &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dan Scott&lt;/span&gt;,the villain! Aha! Nope,the only villain i would stay loyal to is my one and only Draco Malfoy. Mouth is charming by his innocence but still not charming enough for me. Oooh,then there's &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 102, 51);"&gt;Coach Whitey Durham&lt;/span&gt;! Sure he's got all those words of wisdom and that kind old heart,but nah,not for the likings of an 18 year old teenage girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Oh,please don't even mention&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; Brooke. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to think of it,my favourite character takes form of two people that complete each other,&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Nathan Scott&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;Haley James Scott&lt;/span&gt;. *melts*&lt;br /&gt;Okay besides being insanely bored at home,I have to admit that these two characters were the ones that drove me to watch the full series ever since I watched the first show on tv. They had this special connection,some special &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;magic&lt;/span&gt; between them that made me want to see more. So yeah,I guess that award pretty much goes to Nate and Haley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SYlejD2moBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/jkv57YcEpwc/s1600-h/Nathan+haley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SYlejD2moBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/jkv57YcEpwc/s320/Nathan+haley.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298870393000861714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;                                                &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;Always and forever- Nathan and Haley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Done with OTH,moving on to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah well,since my last post,i never really took the time to rant about the things that have been going on with me. Maybe it was because i prefered not to let it out. Maybe it was because it hasn't hit me enough yet to blog about it. Maybe it was because i just wanted to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 0);"&gt;forget &lt;/span&gt;about it. Just pretended it never happened,and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have taken enough sweet time already and i guess i want to let it out now.Plus,forgetting about it is never an option since it was a huge part of me and i can't &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;deny&lt;/span&gt; that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day i posted my previous post was the day i let go of he who i thought was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Mr.Right.&lt;/span&gt; The reason is quite simple really : I don't have feelings for him anymore. I know that it may be too hard to believe that my feelings just vanished into thin air. But thats the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;brutal truth.&lt;/span&gt; If I were him i would really find it really hard to accept too. But somehow,it just happened and i thought about it over many sleepless nights (That sounds so corny but can't help saying it cause its true). I made up my mind one night and i felt that it was the best for me. It may not be the best for him,and i know this is very very &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;selfish&lt;/span&gt; of me. If i cannot bother thinking about whats best for him instead of whats best for me,then whats the point really,of the relationship?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this while i thought that all I wanted was to look for the right guy,the perfect guy.I thought once i found that,there's nothing that i could possibly want more. Yes,I do admit that was how i felt in the beginning,heck i even told him that. It was a wonderful feeling at first. To think that you found the right guy,to have somebody love you a lot. But as time goes by,I begin to realize that time changes people. People change. Feelings change. I quote &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Axl Rose&lt;/span&gt; from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Guns N Roses&lt;/span&gt; in the single &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;November Rain&lt;/span&gt;, " &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;Nothing lasts forever,and we both know hearts can change&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when i heard those lyrics while i was still new in the relationship with him and it &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt; me a little. A part of me was just telling me that those words were nothing but words. However the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;bitter&lt;/span&gt; truth was that a huge part of me was screaming that those words were real,that those words meant something. Whether i liked it or not,it would happen to me,again. I've been there before. I've been on that road before. So whats to stop me from going there again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was when i started to realize that i wasn't completely ready for this. The feelings were still there at that time. But,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;doubt&lt;/span&gt; started building up inside of me and it slowly ate me up. Deep down,all i want to be right now is just an 18 year old who just wants to have fun without having to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;worry&lt;/span&gt; about &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"&gt;commitments&lt;/span&gt; to a person who i'm not  even sure of anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went through my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;2008 resolutions&lt;/span&gt;, and i saw "&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;No relationships&lt;/span&gt;" being one of them. I failed that miserably. When i got to know him it was pretty blurry why i had written that down as a resolution (besides SPM being a factor). While i was in the relationship it slowly hit me back at the face and i finally understood why i wrote that down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason i said "No relationships" in the first place was because i knew that i still don't know what I'm looking for. I'm still &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;unsure&lt;/span&gt; of that. Until I figure that out,relationships are a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No-No&lt;/span&gt; to me. That would perhaps take weeks,months,maybe years for me to find out. But until then i warn my friends to give me a good&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt; smack&lt;/span&gt; on the head the next time i get really close to having another boyfriend. Haha.Next time,make sure i don't take only a second to say yes to a guy. Make sure,that i take some time to be sure of what i already am sure of. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose thats it for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"There are moments in our lives when we find ourselves at a crossroad,afraid,confused,without a roadmap. The choices we make in those moments can define the rest of our days. Of course, when faced with the unknown, most of us prefer to turn around and go back " - Lucas Scott&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;There. One of those nicely put lines i was talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Jaa^^&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-4252634409953176554?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/4252634409953176554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=4252634409953176554' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/4252634409953176554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/4252634409953176554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/02/searching-for-that-light-too.html' title='Searching for that light too.'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SYlejD2moBI/AAAAAAAAALQ/jkv57YcEpwc/s72-c/Nathan+haley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-2038264554402907807</id><published>2009-01-25T03:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T03:15:53.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BOOM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;That should be the sound you hear as somebody just &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;points a gun at my head &lt;/span&gt;and shoots. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;BOOM&lt;/span&gt; it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;magnum gun&lt;/span&gt; would do a nice job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-2038264554402907807?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/2038264554402907807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=2038264554402907807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2038264554402907807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2038264554402907807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/01/boom.html' title='BOOM!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-2180510057754499935</id><published>2009-01-22T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T03:11:33.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Caramelldansen time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Last year,I was online and bored with no idea what to do. So as usual,i turned to Shahril who,thankfully was online at the same time to give me some antidotes to cure my boredom. Now Shahril's antidotes usually take form of humorous or most of the time,weird videos. He sent me a couple of links and voila! I found one perfect link which brought me to my current strange addiction,The &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Caramelldansen&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UX6e7sO1ss0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UX6e7sO1ss0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Kawaii-ness&lt;/span&gt;. Its so stupid yet its irresistably cute and fun. And i can't help getting off my feet and dancing to it- when no one is around . Seriously,i literally did the whole &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;bunny-ear&lt;/span&gt; thing in front of the computer to the Caramelldansen. XD&lt;br /&gt;I guess this should be on my&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt; Things That Make Me Go Crazy &lt;/span&gt;List.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recently i have my hands full on this game called &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Persona 3&lt;/span&gt; on the ps2. Bal reccomended it so i guess it was worth a shot. Plus its not like theres anything to do anyway and i'm flushed out of games to play. And yay! I played &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Silent Hill 3&lt;/span&gt;. I may have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;used the special mode with the unlimited submachine-gun,heather beam and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;SEXY beam&lt;/span&gt;,but it still counts!! If i get real bored after persona 3 and 4 (which i'm planning to buy) then i guess i should try&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Resident Evil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Persona 3 revolves around a group of people who have the power to unleash their persona during  The &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Dark Hour&lt;/span&gt; (12.00 midnight) to keep them alive. The Dark Hour is when these creatures called &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Shadows&lt;/span&gt; come out and feed on those who don't transmorg into their coffins. Normal humans are supposed to get into their coffins as that particular hour arrives (well of course,the next morning they don't remember anything. Its supposed to be a norm in their world). So for those unfortunate souls who don't,would die. However certain people with unique powers can use their persona against these Shadows. To simplify Persona,i guess you can call them as something like a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Summon&lt;/span&gt;. You get to summon a demon,monster,whatever you'd like to call it,to aid you in your battles by using magic or normal attacks.Ooh,the way they summon these personas is also fricking cool. They blow their heads off using a special gun to do so XD (not literally of course)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So this may sound like they average ordinary RPG game which involves a lot of fight and levelling up with nothing more to that besides the intriguing storyline. But what makes this game&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; unique&lt;/span&gt; is that,at the same time,your character gets to lead a &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;normal life &lt;/span&gt;too. Yes,your character gets to go to school,study for exams,go on dates,improve on his charm and courage to succeed in a normal life. For your character to become strong in the game,its vital for him to establish social links by making friends and well just,being the teenager who should have a good social life. The stronger your social links,the stronger your persona.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So minus the annoying background music that plays when the character goes to town,I'd give this game an&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt; 8/10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SXdvh8wD8fI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NWubCjedKSU/s1600-h/persona3poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SXdvh8wD8fI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NWubCjedKSU/s320/persona3poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293822516031386098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I also catched up on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Naruto Shippuuden &lt;/span&gt;lately plus read the manga. The storyline gets exciting as it goes but its sad that a few main characters were killed off though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Jiraiya-sama/Ero-sennin&lt;/span&gt;,i mourned for your death. *sniffs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiba hasn't been getting much on-screen action though.Mashtikale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;Sasuke&lt;/span&gt;'s getting even more annoying with his&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; I-HAVE-NOTHING-BETTER-TO-DO-THAN-HAVE-REVENGE-ON-THOSE-WHO-MADE-ME-A-BORING-IDIOT-WHO-ONLY-WANTS-TO-HAVE-REVENGE-FOR-A-LIVING&lt;/span&gt; attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder when Naruto will ever end. Good thing its fun to watch. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-2180510057754499935?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/2180510057754499935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=2180510057754499935' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2180510057754499935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/2180510057754499935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-caramelldansen-time.html' title='Its Caramelldansen time!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SXdvh8wD8fI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NWubCjedKSU/s72-c/persona3poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-8668300847987530745</id><published>2009-01-07T23:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T00:58:19.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 2009!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yes,i know its a little late to be wishing happy new year at this time but who cares. Its still &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;January&lt;/span&gt; ne? So the first month is still considered quite new for the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First month,the Great January = My special month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow,it still hasn't hit me yet that I'll be turning &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;18 &lt;/span&gt;coming this 16th. I can legally watch 18+ movies at the cinemas now!! Whooh! Won't have to go through the are-you-really-18 look by the movie ticket sellers and end up kantoi-ing anymore =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So being 18 means that there's this huge billboard with neon bright coloured lights saying &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;RESPONSIBILITY&lt;/span&gt; right at my face. Well i don't want to go on about the 18 talk now,i'll save the other rantings about being 18 when the much anticipated day arrives next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think that i want to mention about hopes and dreams for 2009. They either end up being a bummer or not turning up at all. Well,most of the time. Thats what i noticed from my list of 2008 Resolutions. Out of the 10 resolutions i made, i think i only scored two :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;TRY&lt;/span&gt; to cut down on spending too much money on food&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I will khatam Al-Quran again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yeah i think those were the only two that went well. "I will not engage in any &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;romantic relationships&lt;/span&gt;" is a big no no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to miss the year &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;2008&lt;/span&gt;. One of the most memorable years of my life so far. Probably most memorable at the moment. 2006 comes in second. 2008 is the year of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;debating&lt;/span&gt;,being a leader,finding &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;mr.right&lt;/span&gt;,getting to know these really &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;unusual&lt;/span&gt; yet lovable characters in my life,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;blanking out&lt;/span&gt; for the first time in my whole life during an exam,and so much more! So yeah, I guess 2008 is on top of my list. That is,until in one of the future years to come i will get a marriage proposal from my long time sweetheart,Draco Malfoy. Now that year,will definitely top off 2008.&lt;br /&gt;Yes,i may be turning 18 soon but that does not mean i have to stop my beautiful fantasies of &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;Draco Malfoy&lt;/span&gt; (despite having a boyfriend) XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like almost every sane school leaver out there,i'm really missing school.Both schools i mean,&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Melawati&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Seseri&lt;/span&gt;. Both have shaped me up to who i am now. Seseri did most of the shaping up truth to be told. Melawati was where i learnt to love and hold on to my best friends. It was also where i fell in love for the first time and mostly just the start of everything. In Seseri,i learnt a lot on how to do things on my own. I had no tuition teachers to really drill me constantly for my studies like before. Instead,i had this great line of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;teachers&lt;/span&gt; who were like my second family. They sacrificed a lot,seriously a lot of their time to keep us students going strong in our studies. Coming in during night preps and weekends to help us out,working from 7.30 a.m until around 5.30 p.m and a whole lot of other things. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ms Vas&lt;/span&gt;,my debate teacher is one of them i owe a great deal of gratitude. She stayed back late till night just to help us fish for debate information. Gave up her holiday break to help us out, and heck even missed part of the Teacher's Day ceremony for us. Because of her,my confidence sort of built up. Okay,maybe not sort of. It did. Well,i'm still timid old Belle. But now i know when to put that old belle away for awhile and show some &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;confidence&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,score! One of the main reasons i wanted to go to Seseri was because somehow i hoped that i would find that confidence in me there. Being voted as the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;Head of the English Department&lt;/span&gt; and elected as the President of the English Language Society gave me a lot of boost too. Being,the HOD especially,taught me a lot. Its not just about being a leader who gives orders and gives motivational speeches. The best part is being able to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;share my knowledge&lt;/span&gt; with a whole class,a whole batch,172 friends. Its about being able to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;help&lt;/span&gt;. Knowing that i can actually help people,that i am actually worth something for them. Not just another fellow student who goes to the same school as you,or just another friend to talk to and laugh and gossip all day long. But also as a friend that they can count on to ask for help,and in my case,help in English. I don't care whether or not Seseri will get no.1 in English among SBPs this year and have a beautiful trophy of achievement displayed in the big glass cupboard next to the principal's office (or was it the v.principal's office.oh well) . To me,whats important is that i saw the improvement that my batch made,and that they were happy to learn. I  really miss them going "Alamak! HOD! Speak English la!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would go on about what i got from debate in Seseri,but that could possibly be endless since debate is closely related to my Mr. Right and i would probably drift away to "My son is 3 months old now". So maybe some other time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2009 again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-8668300847987530745?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/8668300847987530745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=8668300847987530745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8668300847987530745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8668300847987530745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-2009.html' title='Happy 2009!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-8237580677462275845</id><published>2008-12-06T22:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T00:00:10.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bkt  Antarabangsa Tragedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After 9 years had passed, the &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;landslide&lt;/span&gt; tragedy in BA repeats itself.&lt;br /&gt;Only this time,its far more worse. I'm not really sure about the real figures,but a number of houses were crashed and a number of people lost their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wow,i mean to think that some time ago,when i used to pass by those houses i'd think "Life would be so awesome if i get to live in one of these houses". But it turns out quite the opposite.  Oh the houses that were destroyed were big bungalows by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,umm. Guess we'll just pray for them victims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well SPM is over and now i'm probably the human version of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Garfield&lt;/span&gt;. Yes,with the big belly and all. Oh minus the sleepy eyes. I have nothing to do but sleep and eat. And watch How I Met Your Mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God,&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;How I Met Your Mother&lt;/span&gt; is awesome! It is what Barney says : Legend..wait for it,wait for it..DARY! Its legendary! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/STqeL7NyWeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5FHKlpOV_bA/s1600-h/how-i-met-your-mother-season-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/STqeL7NyWeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5FHKlpOV_bA/s320/how-i-met-your-mother-season-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276703841129224674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and i am also currently reading &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;Son of A Witch&lt;/span&gt; by Gregory Maguire which is the sequel to Wicked. I bought the ugly version because i thought that they'd never come up with the cute version anymore. But three days ago,i went to Kinokuniya and poof! THERES A FRIGGIN BETTER VERSION OF THE BOOK WHICH IS RED. Its Red! My copy of Wicked is green so if i bought this red one i could have a cute set of the books. BUT I BOUGHT THE UGLY VERSION! MASHTIKALE. So lesson learnt : Next time theres a cute version of the book you want just buy it straightaway despite how pricey it is. Or else you will really regret later when it goes out of stock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah. Dunno what else to write. Later ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-8237580677462275845?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/8237580677462275845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=8237580677462275845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8237580677462275845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8237580677462275845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/12/bkt-antarabangsa-tragedy.html' title='Bkt  Antarabangsa Tragedy'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/STqeL7NyWeI/AAAAAAAAAKw/5FHKlpOV_bA/s72-c/how-i-met-your-mother-season-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-8921229788350123076</id><published>2008-10-27T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T03:14:44.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh Goodness Gracious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My death is near!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;DEATH&lt;/span&gt; YOU HEAR ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAAAARGHH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*huffs and wheezes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'm calm now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious shit man. I woke up today and i'm just hours away from the big exam. The exam thats going to change my bloody life,my future! Whether i end up being a dentist,or a vet,or a doctor or hell,an Alam Flora penyapu sampah, it all depends on this bloody exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't say that i haven't studied and i never gave any effort cause i did. I worked twice as hard as i did than before for all the past exams. But i just wonder if its all going to be worth it. If its enough. The future scares me. Like hell it does. I mean whos not afraid of the bloody future? Oh right,rich people of course. Okay,leave them out of the picture then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess whatver happens,its all in God's hands and i'm sure that theres a good reason to everything.&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt; A silver lining in every cloud&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all thats left now is my efforts and prayers. Just hope it pays off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew,i have exactly one month till i shove the title "&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt;School Student&lt;/span&gt;" off. I don't know exactly what i feel about that. Yeah sure,initially i was jumping with joy,awaiting for that day to come. But now,its just..pretty sad in a way. Knowing that once you let that title go you let everything else go and that you're on your own. No ones there to help you anymore. Sure there'll be people to lend you some support but thats just as far as they can help you. Everything else,is up to you. Whether you like it or not thats just the way it is,being a grown up. Haha,back when we were kiddies we were dying to grow up. To feel what its like to have your own life,drive your own car,wear grown up outfits and all that. But if only we knew back then how dreadful and how hectic the life of a grown up really is. I'd think all of us would want to follow &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Neverland&lt;/span&gt;. Aha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats life. And it has to go on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lets put exams and all that future talk aside and you have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;happy Belle&lt;/span&gt;! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Belle is currently very in&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; love&lt;/span&gt; with her &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Mr.Right&lt;/span&gt;.=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that he's everything that i've always wanted. I love that he makes me feel that i cannot ask for anything more. Cause he's Mr.Right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-8921229788350123076?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/8921229788350123076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=8921229788350123076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8921229788350123076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8921229788350123076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/10/sijil-pelajaran-malaysia.html' title='Sijil Pelajaran Malaysia!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-3157740456411565494</id><published>2008-09-21T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T15:53:30.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>14th September 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Officially taken by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Mr.Right &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-3157740456411565494?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/3157740456411565494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=3157740456411565494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3157740456411565494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3157740456411565494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/09/14th-september-2008.html' title='14th September 2008'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-3652405436282392724</id><published>2008-08-30T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:29:16.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr.Right,finally.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Wooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been ages since i updated this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to start off..well i don't really know how to start this off properly cause a hell lot of things have been going on for the past few months.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Right. So on the 20th of June 2008,Nur Nabilah bt Abdul Rahman went to the first&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; camp&lt;/span&gt; in her entire life. It was in uhh..Lembah Pangsun Eco Resort,Ulu Langat. This was a motivation camp held by the school for fifth formers. Its a yearly thing. Its compulsory for every fifth former to attend this camp. So yeah, I went. Thankfully the whole program did not only involve boring motivational talks and all of that crap. We went on the&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; flying fox,&lt;/span&gt;had a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;rakit race&lt;/span&gt; and we went for a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;night walk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now the night walk. Yes that was pretty interesting. Initially that was not included in the program. But since many of us voted to go for it , the teachers allowed us to go anyway. Of course since i've never been on a night walk before i asked people about it and apparently its this thing where you walk all alone in the dark in the jungle guided by only one string all the way. They say the thrill of this night walk is when you start seeing,or hearing 'things'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We were allowed to go in pairs so Aleena was my partner. The facilitators gave out warnings : Don't ever say your real name or your partner's while walking,Don't say a word at all if you don't have to,then they gave us this password which according to them cannot be said but must only be kept inside..yada yada yada. They let each pair go one by one with 5 minute of interval. Aleena and 1 were pair no. 40 or 50 something. So by the time it was our turn..geez. Everything was spoilt i guess. We heard fake cacklings from above and figured out that the whole thing was a phony. Turns out that the facilitators were disguising themselves as ghosts to freak us out. So it was not really scary when we went it cause we had it all figured out. The only freaky part was when one of them were crawling hurriedly towards us. But nyeh,all in all i was dissapointed in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh and after so many years,i finally got to play in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;river&lt;/span&gt;! Clean river not teh tarik river. The rakit-race and flying fox were fun too ^^ . So overall the camp was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SLlFh8XExGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/p93_7kF2V9E/s1600-h/rakitrace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SLlFh8XExGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/p93_7kF2V9E/s320/rakitrace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240296090863191138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SLlF2HhWn2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/bfLZ7bwSxNI/s1600-h/hanname.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SLlF2HhWn2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/bfLZ7bwSxNI/s320/hanname.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240296437456478050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Done with camp. Lets move on to &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;Mr.Right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes,Mr. Right. All this time i thought there was only one and i would never find someone just as good. Turns out,hey..i found someone so much better. He's a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt; compared to him. Okay so maybe that was a bit hyperbolic. But frankly speaking,he is probably a thousand times better. Or i guess,its because he's everything i've always wanted but never thought would actually happen. Always thought guys like him would only exist in an alternate universe or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met him through &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;debate&lt;/span&gt;. Yes,now i'm so freaking thankful to everyone,Bro, Mum and friends for encouraging me to join the debate team. Not that i appreciate debate wholely because of him. But it does play a big part. Haha. So i met him during &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;HKSBP&lt;/span&gt; . I've met him before for this zone debate thingamagicky at his school but he was not on my radar during that time. Until one fateful day i went to watch his debate match and fell for the sweetest introduction to a debate speech that i have ever heard in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If i were to say i WILL marry you,that means i WILL marry you. Nothings gonna stop me from marrying you unless i die&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,something like that i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He became my&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt; McDreamy &lt;/span&gt;rightaway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem.Its a Sisters' Circle thing to call the person we have a crush on a McDreamy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sure the whole point of a McDreamy is just for you to dream about. Usually a McDreamy doesn't even know of your existence or doesn't even care. But,that didn't happen to me.(so i guess he's not really a mcDreamy after all)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got his number,unasked for cause i really thought it'd be pointless. Right on after that i guess a miracle happened,he texted me and we got to know each other throughout the whole of the two-week break. The first guy i know who actually speaks GOOD english ( Shahril and all of Bal's friends don't count ). Well duh,he's a debater,a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;third speaker&lt;/span&gt;. He always strikes up interesting conversations,has a good sense of humour,makes me smile a lot..he's very &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;near perfect.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now perfect would be too overrated especially when you haven't even met the guy yet. And so,he asked me out on a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;date&lt;/span&gt;. By doing that he really went closer to 'perfect'. All this while i've always been telling myself "I'd really like a guy to ask me out on a date first before we got to anything". And poof,he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i went out with him last holidays. He did not crush my hopes. I had a good time with him and i wished that time could've been a little longer for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully i did not scare him or freaked him out by my appearance or behaviour or anything because he still continued to text me after the date. A few times he did slip the&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; 'L" word&lt;/span&gt; indirectly to me. That time i wasn't really ready to confront him about it. But after a lot of thinking i guess..he is perfect or at least 98% perfect and theres no use in denying that he does not match up to the guy i first fell in love with because he is way beyond that. So technically theres no use in denying that..the "L" word is there inside of me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so ladies and gentleman,in the year 2008,Nur Nabilah bt Abdul Rahman found Mr.Right,and &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fell in love&lt;/span&gt; once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-3652405436282392724?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/3652405436282392724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=3652405436282392724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3652405436282392724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3652405436282392724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/08/mrrightfinally.html' title='Mr.Right,finally.'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SLlFh8XExGI/AAAAAAAAAGY/p93_7kF2V9E/s72-c/rakitrace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-1275212566044826706</id><published>2008-05-30T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T00:22:03.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HKSBP-35,SMSAH 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7Tqc4XfmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gTYxB9R9pAo/s1600-h/P5220203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7Tqc4XfmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gTYxB9R9pAo/s320/P5220203.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205830945547452002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;First night,at our prep room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7UF84XfnI/AAAAAAAAAFY/1fcxp5WTkYY/s1600-h/P5240209.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7UF84XfnI/AAAAAAAAAFY/1fcxp5WTkYY/s320/P5240209.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205831417993854578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Left sleeve creating problems at the perfect time : Right before the MCKK match&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7Ufs4XfoI/AAAAAAAAAFg/W8mRdCPb1s0/s1600-h/P5240217.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7Ufs4XfoI/AAAAAAAAAFg/W8mRdCPb1s0/s320/P5240217.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205831860375486082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blazing men in red and the Pinky Ladies (Yes,they actually called us that during the debate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7U484XfpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/c9rvQfFNBXo/s1600-h/P5240228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7U484XfpI/AAAAAAAAAFo/c9rvQfFNBXo/s320/P5240228.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205832294167182994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sisters' Circle II. Poor Julie,she really wanted to take another pic after how she turned out in this pic XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7VS84XfqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zXuC4Wb68lM/s1600-h/P5250244.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7VS84XfqI/AAAAAAAAAFw/zXuC4Wb68lM/s320/P5250244.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205832740843781794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The match which finally gave us a win. SESERI vs SEMASHUR. All three speakers were annoyed and all of us stood up to offer a POI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7WBM4XfrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/aYsv8kP2mSY/s1600-h/P5260257.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7WBM4XfrI/AAAAAAAAAF4/aYsv8kP2mSY/s320/P5260257.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205833535412731570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hanna and I posing with the STAR boys. Hey we couldn't get the real thing so the pic of them on the mag is good enough XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7Wjs4XfsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/GHvMKfBkBA0/s1600-h/P5260273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7Wjs4XfsI/AAAAAAAAAGA/GHvMKfBkBA0/s320/P5260273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205834128118218434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kak Shera and Sisters' Circle II&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7W184XftI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FcIe5ehEWng/s1600-h/P5260278.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7W184XftI/AAAAAAAAAGI/FcIe5ehEWng/s320/P5260278.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205834441650831058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Well,everybody seemed to be fascinated with the mushroom so i had to take a pic there XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7Xds4XfuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Q9B0D93VKoM/s1600-h/P5260285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7Xds4XfuI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/Q9B0D93VKoM/s320/P5260285.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205835124550631138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hidayah,long lost best pal. Oh how she reminded me of the old days : Torn letters written in red ink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-1275212566044826706?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/1275212566044826706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=1275212566044826706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1275212566044826706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1275212566044826706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/05/hksbp-35smsah-2008.html' title='HKSBP-35,SMSAH 2008'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SD7Tqc4XfmI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/gTYxB9R9pAo/s72-c/P5220203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-8426911884722952385</id><published>2008-05-29T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T23:59:46.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid-term Break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hola!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm back from &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kedah&lt;/span&gt; and it feels good to be home. Although the boredom is kind of getting to me. I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;broke my glasses&lt;/span&gt; (again). This time it happened accidentally while i was sleeping in the bus on the way home from Kedah. Thank goodness it broke after the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;HKSBP&lt;/span&gt; event was over. I'm not quite sure how it happened but i think it was because my face was leaning towards the window as i was sleeping.I got a good wake-up call when my face bumped into the window and my glasses broke. Mashtikale. I got a good yelling from dad who just spent around 500 bucks on Luqman's glasses.&lt;br /&gt;Well,its not my fault! I did not expect it to break while i was in my sleep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PPM's over and i'm still alive. I did not die of embarrassment in any debates. I did not mess up like how i did in HELP. Eventhough we won only once,and couldn't make it through round 2 or whatever,yeah i'd say i'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;proud &lt;/span&gt;of the whole team. We could've performed better if we took years of training. In a short period of time of training,i guess we did great. We scared our opponents and thats what matters,giving people a good fight ne? One of the teachers even told us "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You scared us half to death. Thats my way of saying good job&lt;/span&gt;!". So i'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;. Its not the end of debate for me since we still have a match against &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;TKC&lt;/span&gt; going on for Taylor's debate competition. After that (if we lose),no more debates for me. I love debating and all,and i'm sure as hell that i'm going to miss it,but i don't think i'm going to continue debating as a profession. Its good experience already. I'd like to try other things later on. Fencing perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to call up Cikgu Taufik for &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;tuition&lt;/span&gt; but somehow i feel reluctant to do so. Oh God i really need a good knock on my head. I think i've &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;flunked&lt;/span&gt; Add Maths and i need help for Physics as well. I guess i'll call him up tomorrow. I don't feel like having tuition for this week.Hopefully we can start next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm currently downloading Walt Disney's &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Peter Pan&lt;/span&gt; because i really miss that show and i want to watch it all over again. I have this sudden urge to fly and head towards the second star to the right and fly straight on till morning! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've missed Iron Man and Narnia: Prince Caspian. Mashtikale. Now i have to catch up on three movies at the theaters namely Iron Man,Narnia and &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Indiana Jones&lt;/span&gt;. Yes,i want to watch that old hag swinging around with his loyal hat and whip. I've gotta admit that the theme song is catchy though. Oooh and plus Shia LeBouf is starring! Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides catching up on movies,i don't really have anything planned out for the hols. Bah,i have limited time to do anything anyway. So I guess thats it for now. Jaa ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-8426911884722952385?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/8426911884722952385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=8426911884722952385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8426911884722952385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8426911884722952385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/05/mid-term-break.html' title='Mid-term Break'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-339906490277286197</id><published>2008-05-18T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T23:13:12.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Prime Minister's Cup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Whooh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;two months&lt;/span&gt; since i could actually spend more than a night at home. I don't think i've been away from home for that long before. Not even last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those two months i had to endure were hell. I'm not sure if i'm exaggerating or not but honestly i don't think i've ever been under such powerful &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pressure&lt;/span&gt;. Of course the greatest pressure was on debate since we went all out for it. We used one full week for debate in that period when i had to skip prep and all that. It was very tiresome but i guess i was willing to do it because after all,this is my last year of school. So might as well make the best out of it. &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;HKSBP&lt;/span&gt; will start on the 22nd which is this Thursday. Meaning i have only three days till PPM. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;I just hope what happened in HELP institute will not repeat in PPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened in &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;HELP&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some weird reason all three of us &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;froze.&lt;/span&gt; We had the idea and our opposing team was super lousy yet we still lost. All because we let the nervousness took over. But i guess that was meant for us to learn a lesson. If we do the same thing in PPM,then we should really just go jump of a cliff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well for me,i'm not targetting for the finals or even the quarter-finals for that matter. I don't think i'll mind even if we lose all three rounds. All i hope for is not embarrassing myself or the team and not messing up badly. Hoping to deliver my &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;best performance&lt;/span&gt; and that should be more than enough to satisfy myself and Ms Vas for that matter. She kept telling us that she doesn't care about seeing us win or not because in the end,what matters is how you perform.And yeah, i agree on that. Plus the fact that i am also going for the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;,the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;experience&lt;/span&gt;. A once in a lifetime thing since it is my last year of school,in an SBP school. So this curiosity  about Hari Kecemerlangan SBP is somehow or rather making me jump with excitement inside. Not everybody gets to go there right? So it must be something special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh and meeting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;new people&lt;/span&gt; is going to be the most fun part of all XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're not allowed to bring our handphones to PPM (initially we were allowed to until a friend of mine carelessly left her laptop laying around and scared the shit out of Ms Vas). However,for the first time in my Seseri life i would like to &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;break the rules&lt;/span&gt;. So i'm going to sneak it in. Although i'm the only one whos planning to and the others are too chickened out to do it. Mashtikale. Oh well,its not like i'm smart enough to use it when Ms Vas is around. I guess i'm going to sneak it along with the BM debaters cause they're allowed to bring theirs. Well,whatever it is i'll just pray that nothing bad will happen to me or the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For debate i had to sacrifice my studies. So i definitely &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;screwed up&lt;/span&gt; my mid exams but i don't really care. Because i know that i wasn't able to do my best anyway. I have a strong feeling that i'm going to fail add maths though. I can predict the words that are going to come out of papa's mouth when Report Card Day comes. After the semester break theres going to be one last debate in TKC and after that i'll be free to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;focus &lt;/span&gt;on SPM. In that time i think i'm going to be serious. I know i've probably said this like a thousand times already. But i guess this time its for real. I cannot afford to see less than an AI in my result slip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly i have a feeling that i'm going to grow old alone in an old apartment with &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;27 cats&lt;/span&gt;. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This thought is seriously bugging me as much as i love cats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the i come back from Kedah for PPM..Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-339906490277286197?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/339906490277286197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=339906490277286197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/339906490277286197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/339906490277286197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/05/prime-ministers-cup.html' title='Prime Minister&apos;s Cup'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-3643091864496468489</id><published>2008-04-13T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:57:05.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Day,Theft and Lonliness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahh,finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;NO MORE &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;HARI SUKAN &lt;/span&gt;FOR ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I don't have to sit,stare and watch stupid sporting events under the hot blazing sun anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again i will kind of miss the feeling of having the house spirit during Hari Sukan. No more screaming and cheering for good ol'&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt; Brassidium &lt;/span&gt;next year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Oh well,my skin complexion is more important. =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Just kidding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SAIhWa20ntI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Rk2M2YkK3_E/s1600-h/P4130134.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SAIhWa20ntI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Rk2M2YkK3_E/s320/P4130134.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188746389734334162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mun! Standing beside you makes me feel like i'm a dwarf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SAIroK20nxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/O5BGVdE6RFk/s1600-h/P4130136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SAIroK20nxI/AAAAAAAAAFI/O5BGVdE6RFk/s320/P4130136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188757689793290002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Thank you mighty pair of shades for saving my vulnerable eyes from the powerful blinding light rays of the Sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I don't think i have much to say about Sports Day. Except that Brassi got kicked of last year's throne  down to the last place. Tsk3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always wanted to put up a pic of &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;my locker &lt;/span&gt;so here it is :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SAIiZ620nvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XV-Z7EGJDp8/s1600-h/P4100125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SAIiZ620nvI/AAAAAAAAAE4/XV-Z7EGJDp8/s320/P4100125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188747549375504114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I know. I deserve an award for this XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i am at home to stay for only one night. But i guess its better than nothing. There's another one month plus to go till the next holidays. I'll have to wait for an extra week for the break if i go for PPM. But if i don't..then,two weeks of break for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that there are only 5 fifth formers in the debate team,only four will be representing the school and one will be left out. Ouch. I hope i won't be that unfortunate soul. You're the only one being left out. Imagine that feeling. Aleena ( our captain ) will persuade Ms Vas into bringing the fifth person along but still,it still sucks cause you're not good enough to debate for the school. Oh well,whatever happens,happens. Plus there is a good side to everything right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently we have a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;pencil thief &lt;/span&gt;in Seseri. This particular thief is also the one who stole my poem last year. Yup,the person i'm mentioning here is none other than THE bitch. Mashtikale. She stole my blue pilot mechanical pencil (That i bought for the third time because i lost the previous two pencils) and i was left with a wooden pencil.&lt;br /&gt;I accidentally left the pencil in one of the classes where we had our debate discussion. That night i noticed it was missing so i looked for it in the class where i had left it but it wasn't there. The next day, the bitch was using the same-looking pencil only the clip handle was broken and the bar code sticker was a bit off. Surely i was thinking that she stole it and she purposely broke the clip handle to make it look as if it were hers. I didn't want to jump to false accusations so i didn't do anything at first. The next day i just said "Hey that pencil looks awfully like my pencil which i just lost". And she said "Oh you think its yours? Its not. Its mine and i got it as a gift from A**e for helping her". I didn't say anything after. That night i found out that A**e never gave any sort of gift to her. And thats when i concluded that the bitch really did steal my pencil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it weren't for the sake of the debate team i think i would've fired her rightaway. I didn't want to do anything troublesome since it would affect the team too. So i let her off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a problem of mine that i can't seem to solve. I'm &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;too nice&lt;/span&gt;. I don't scold people even if i feel like they deserve to be yelled at in the ear with a microphone. Because i keep considering their feelings and how they would perceive me. Mashtikale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway,back to the bitch. I heard that Ms Vas doesn't want her in the team anymore since during the whole busy week of preparation for Sports Day she never made an effort to join the team in doing research. I was jumping with joy when i heard that. Because i finally have the ticket to blow her off if she pushes the button again. I don't care that she's in the English Department and also the English Language Society cause we rarely communicate when it comes to those two things. Debate on the other hand requires a lot of communication. But now &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;she's gone&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put joy and happiness over that matter aside and lets get down to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately I've been feeling pretty&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt; lonely&lt;/span&gt;. I don't have to explain that feeling. Everyone knows how that feels like. But its just getting worse because everyday i hear someone getting a new boyfriend and whatnot. And the problem is,those people are..well..the kind of people you would least expect to have a boyfriend. As Zay puts it,ugly people. Now i don't mean to be rude or anything. I'm also not trying to say that looks matter and all. But its disturbing because it makes me wonder "What do they have that i don't". Yeah so maybe their guys are fugly like them too. But the point is that they actually have someone. And i don't .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It must feel nice when you like someone and that someone  likes you back. Unfortunately,i have no such luck. And i have a feeling that it will never happen to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mashtikale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes are getting really heavy now. So i think i should go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-3643091864496468489?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/3643091864496468489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=3643091864496468489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3643091864496468489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/3643091864496468489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/04/sports-daytheft-and-lonliness.html' title='Sports Day,Theft and Lonliness.'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/SAIhWa20ntI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Rk2M2YkK3_E/s72-c/P4130134.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-1786492299225693975</id><published>2008-03-16T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T01:18:47.198+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpeth me! IT IS BACK!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Its back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no no!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was perfectly numb and emotionless until this stupid feeling came back!&lt;br /&gt;I really don't want to go through the same thing i went through before. All that hoping..and..blergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez,when i felt numb i wanted the feeling back and when i have it i want to go back to being numb?&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because i'm afraid of this feeling. Afraid of what it can do to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to go through all that agony again. But sometimes i miss it eventhough it was hell. Aargh. I confuse myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well..its been awhile now. So i guess i should just welcome this feeling back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-1786492299225693975?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/1786492299225693975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=1786492299225693975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1786492299225693975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/1786492299225693975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/03/helpeth-me-it-is-back.html' title='Helpeth me! IT IS BACK!'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-8437544906961378894</id><published>2008-03-10T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T03:19:03.871+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumahku Syurgaku.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;short&lt;/span&gt; one week break from school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And boy am i &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;glad&lt;/span&gt; to be home ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I've been getting busier and busier everyday in school. Especially now that i hold the post of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;President&lt;/span&gt; of the English Language Society. Aaaah! I'm being attacked by the English teachers! This is all my fault since i mentioned "If i become president,the ELS won't be as boring as last year! We'll have fun!"&lt;br /&gt;Oh my god i really shouldn't have just blurted out nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ahh but at least in a way it'll help in my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);"&gt;co-curricular marks&lt;/span&gt;. I just hope i'll be able to stand the pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm beginning to feel the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;pressure&lt;/span&gt; as the Head of the English Department already. Seeing my batch's level in English and their zero efforts in trying to improve that. Its even more clearly shown during public speaking during assembly hours and the English teachers will pull up a face when someone comes up and gets the title messed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Maybe i'm not trying hard enough. But dood! Its not easy to teach 174 students grammar when you have problems with your own grammar. Mashtikale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i am now officially in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;debate team&lt;/span&gt;. I'm in a debate team but i'm not a debater. Well,so Ms.Vas says. "You are all in a debate team but you are not debaters. You are all researchers". What she's trying to point out is that not everyone in the team will get the chance to debate. Those who perform well will be sent for the matches while those who don't,will stick to being researchers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Awwh man, i hope i'll be able to perform well. After going to the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;debate workshop&lt;/span&gt; in ASIS i have discovered how fun debating really is. Our team must've got beaten five times in a row! But hey! All our opponents were real experienced debaters and we're newbies! So thats only fair i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt; though! Seriously! I don't know how to explain it but it was cool and its definitely something i want to go through again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Apart from having fun debating in ASIS,i had fun meeting &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;new people&lt;/span&gt; ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its been awhile since i made new friends or talked to people that i don't even know. And yeah,i miss that too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway the week before i went to ASIS. Our school participated in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;cross-country&lt;/span&gt; KL event at Lake Perdana. It was a 6km run that i could've easily escaped but then i thought "Hey its my last year in school,so why not?". Plus,there are certificates given to those who run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After running for about 2km,i bumped into my friend and she told me to wait up. And so i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nadieya : Do you seriously want to run?&lt;br /&gt;Me : *pauses* *huff**puff**wheeze* No.&lt;br /&gt;Nadieya : Then,we walk!&lt;br /&gt;Me : Good idea! Lets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And so for the remaining 4 km,we walked and gossiped along the way. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I could've sworn that we were among the remaining few left in the race. But we still got our certificates so we didn't lose anything by walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About two weeks after that my classmate came up to me and asked me if i've checked the newspapers yet. I said no and she said that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;my picture&lt;/span&gt; was published in &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;The Star.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As if that wasn't shocking enough. I asked her wether it was a piece on the debate workshop i attended. She nodded and said "Merentas Desa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mouth was left hanging open and my eyes were bulging for a minute before i made my way to the look at the newspaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hesitated to look at the newspaper but i gave it a look anyway and saw a very happy person who just reached the finished line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/R9UxYMAhCDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RuzQjGHpcY0/s1600-h/scan0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/R9UxYMAhCDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RuzQjGHpcY0/s320/scan0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176097638342264882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a very photogenic look for my first time in the newspaper but,at least its something. I mean it must've been one of the best pictures taken thats why it was published right? Well at least thats what i think of to cover up the embarrassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geez and i thought my first pic in the newspaper would be because of my achievements or something. Mashtikale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess that should be about it. Until then, Jaa^^&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-8437544906961378894?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/8437544906961378894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=8437544906961378894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8437544906961378894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/8437544906961378894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/03/rumahku-syurgaku.html' title='Rumahku Syurgaku.'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/R9UxYMAhCDI/AAAAAAAAAEg/RuzQjGHpcY0/s72-c/scan0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-4869645718462082706</id><published>2008-02-10T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T13:40:32.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>End of the One Week Break.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mashtikale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a few hours i will be on my way back to &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 153);"&gt; prison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to all the &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 255);"&gt;stress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well,another month shouldn't be that long ne?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have i been doing for the one week break?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing but tuition,eat,sleep, and waste hours of time online. But i'm happeh ^^.( OH! OH! AND SWITCHFOOT!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres no place like home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and i got my birthday presents from my parents. My mom got me a &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;new pair of shoes&lt;/span&gt; from Everlast. Cute black flats. (that hurt my legs when i walk). Oh well i can always wear socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad got me an &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;external hard drive&lt;/span&gt;. YAY! I have my very own hard drive where i can store all my personal items without worrying that my brothers might delete 'em. I knew they would do something to the computer when i'm not around! And i was right! Luqman deleted most of the songs from the PC. He babbled something bout accidentally transferring it somewhere else but the point is,&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;ITS GONE&lt;/span&gt;! Urrrgh,that was when i decided to ask for an external hard drive (That i think will be named &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Varen&lt;/span&gt;) for my birthday from dad. Originally i wanted to ask for a pair of Converse sneakers but i can get that some other day. Right now my items are my priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have put on a lot of weight and i think its high time that i start controlling my diet. I only have one pair of jeans that actually fit me for goodness sake! So my plan is to save half of my monthly allowance in my locker and keep my wallet empty when i go to school. So how will i stand the hunger? I'll bring biscuits or something. See this way,i get to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;lose weight&lt;/span&gt; (I think) AND &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;save money&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Plus i do think its better to start saving money from now. Just imagine the amount of money i'm going to spend after SPM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its February already. 10 more bloody months till freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-4869645718462082706?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/4869645718462082706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=4869645718462082706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/4869645718462082706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/4869645718462082706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/02/end-of-one-week-break.html' title='End of the One Week Break.'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-6577583342499210082</id><published>2008-02-03T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T17:25:43.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Sweet' 17,Debates,Doraemon and Switchfoot.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sure feels good to be back home after one long month of staying in boarding school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;So where should i start?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;16th January 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;As expected,it was an ordinary day. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Nothing special&lt;/span&gt; despite it was my birthday. Oh well,i guess it was somewhat like last year's birthday. Nothing memorable. Everything went by like nothing but an ordinary school day. Nah,i didn't get depressed. Maybe i did the minute the clock striked 12 a.m. I missed all the midnight birthday wishes. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I haven't asked for my birthday present from my parents yet. I'm still wondering what to get myself. Maybe a pair of new shoes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Done with that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now,debates. Yes,as much as its hard to believe,i did participate in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;interhouse debate&lt;/span&gt;. Well its not like people have any choice. Very few people actually speak English so they had to pick me. The first day was horrible. I was so damn nervous that my legs were literally shaking and i kept on coming to abrupt stops when i was delivering my speech. What made my day worse was when the person i don't like was announced as the best speaker. Mashtikale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Anyway,the next day i felt a bit better. I was determined not to look stupid in public anymore. Especially since i'm the Head of the English Department. Unfortunately though,we lost again. But that didn't matter that much to me since i felt that i have already given my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;best&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our house finally won in the last round. We didn't make it to the finals. But i guess i had &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;. The reason i agreed to debating was because i wanted to experience something new. I just wanted to know what it feels like to debate. After the third round i thought that would be the last time i will ever be debating in my entire life. Until Aleena (Capt of the school debate team) came up to me and said that Ms Vas is interested in having me in the &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;school team&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Looks like i didn't really suck that bad after all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before i go on,can someone please tell me wether the character in this picture strikes any resemblance to my face??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162743302303910754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/R6W_rhhaC2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/UTDV7iSkSpc/s320/nobita3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MASHTIKALE &lt;/span&gt;YOU HEAR ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before we went for our holidays,every single fifth former was forced to join this activity organised by the Family Room (an organisation for our batch). On the first day we had this treasure hunt thingy (which to me was a complete and utter waste of time ) . We were divided into 14 groups where all the members are randomly chosen. On the second day,all fourteen groups had to do a performance based on the themes assigned to the groups. My group unfortunately had the 'Cartoon theme' whereby each member will have to talk in a cartoonish voice during the entire performance. After a few discussions,our group leader decided to do &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;Doraemon&lt;/span&gt;. I shuddered at the thought of that,little did i know of what was to come. Being the usual blur person that i am,i was dreaming away when suddenly ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;" &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;BELLE! YOU'RE NOBITA&lt;/span&gt;!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What the hell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Since it was a real last minute thing,i had no choice but to take on that role. God,malu gile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The next day people kept saying "Ha a la,muke die macam Nobita"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;MASHTIKALE YOU HEAR ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2nd February 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162747051810360178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/R6XDFxhaC3I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/DJgbIIwuDQA/s320/P2020098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Went to my second concert which was a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Switchfoot Concert&lt;/span&gt;. *jumps with joy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Used my own money for that. The ticket was RM123 and it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 204);"&gt;worth it&lt;/span&gt;. They rocked for one and a half hours straight. I only knew two or three songs but i loved all the other songs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;If only my idiot of a brother didn't erase most of the songs from my playlist,i would still have the switchfoot album now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;All in all i really had fun. Headbanging and jumping to loud rock music is a real good way to release stress ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh oh,i also wasted forty bucks on an ugly T-Shirt that says "I Love SF" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now i have another band T-shirt! XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Alrighty then,i better go and start doing a bit of chem. Jaa^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5162750715417463682" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/R6XGbBhaC4I/AAAAAAAAAEY/MyKLpYzC4Zs/s320/P2020111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;*drools over &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;Jon Foreman&lt;/span&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-6577583342499210082?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/6577583342499210082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=6577583342499210082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6577583342499210082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/6577583342499210082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/02/sweet-17debatesdoraemon-and-switchfoot.html' title='&apos;Sweet&apos; 17,Debates,Doraemon and Switchfoot.'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/R6W_rhhaC2I/AAAAAAAAAEI/UTDV7iSkSpc/s72-c/nobita3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-4154159580297004170</id><published>2008-01-01T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T20:54:57.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2008. Last Year of School.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2007 has passed by faster than a speeding bullet. Seems like it was just yesterday when i stepped my foot on the grounds of hell. Tomorrow i will no longer be a fourth former but a fifth former,a senior.I'll be sitting for the dreaded SPM this year. The examination that supposedly determines your future. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;SPM&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Huh. I feel too young to sit for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I haven't done any fuckin' thing to prepare for it. These holidays have been nothing but a time for me to gain weight by eating non-stop,watch animes and tv series 24/7,go out with my friends and waste more money on food. And no,i didn't go for any tuition classes. I was planning to. And dad already has the no. of the teacher Aira's been recommending. But he didn't mention anything about it after i gave him the teacher's no. Maybe he was fully booked or something. But there are still a lot of other places that i can go to for tuition right? So why didn't i force my parents to send me for tuition? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This is the part where i start feeling bad and &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;guilty&lt;/span&gt; for being oblivious to the fact that SPM is around the corner. I guess,since my dad didn't bring the matter of tuition up, I just chose to ignore it. *sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I won't be surprised if i don't get 11A1's like Bal did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Feeling as &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;scared&lt;/span&gt; as hell right now. Scared that i won't be able to live up to my parents expectations. Scared that i won't be able to cope with my studies. Scared that my two years of hell would mean nothing in the end. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I chose to &lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;ignore&lt;/span&gt; my fears instead of face them. So i guess this is where i'm wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I just hope i still have &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Here are the highlights of 2007 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(1) Entered SBP. My first time away from my family,away from home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(2) Broke up with the same guy. Began to realize what a fool i had been. The feeling i had before was totally different and &lt;span style="color:#66cccc;"&gt;real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(3) &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;Bal left&lt;/span&gt;. Had the most dreadful raya. Haziq and Luqman are definitely not the people i can go HAHA with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(4) I was elected as the&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; Head of the English Department&lt;/span&gt;. I'm feeling very nervous about this. I have never been a leader before. I was always the follower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(5) Merdeka Celebration. &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Danced&lt;/span&gt;.Oh god,i'm so embarrassed of myself. O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150485529740298610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/R3ozTQT1yXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DOV4MSccOm8/s320/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Thats all i guess.Other than that,2007 has been nothing but a big bore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I yearn for a real adventure. I wonder when that time will come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hope 2008 has a lot of good things in store for me. Oh wait,i know one! &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Resident Evil : Degeneration&lt;/span&gt;! *jumps with joy* Its a CG film that stars.. &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;LEON&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;CLAIRE&lt;/span&gt;. Omfg! I really can't wait for that . XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Until the next time i come back..Jaa^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-4154159580297004170?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/4154159580297004170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=4154159580297004170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/4154159580297004170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/4154159580297004170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008-last-year-of-school.html' title='2008. Last Year of School.'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/R3ozTQT1yXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DOV4MSccOm8/s72-c/DSC00081.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-928392893375755166</id><published>2007-12-27T19:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T21:08:06.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tagged ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The keyboard is working! Yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(Believe it or not it was my dad who solved the problem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Bal tagged me so here goes :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(一)&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I drool when i take my naps during prep petang in school. Nobody ever catches me in the act though. Fortunately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(二) I get teary-eyed whenever i read touching fanfics about Cloud and Aeris. Heck,i get all emotional just by thinking of it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(三) I like to eat nasi ayam in a bowl so that i can fill it up with soup. The soup is my favourite part of nasi ayam. I don't get why some people don't eat it with the soup! I mean,its not perfect without the soup! Anyway,by doing so i can enjoy the soup by slurping it down along with the rice. Just like eating mee. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(四) I have only been in love once. And that was the one time i cried my heart out because of a guy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(五) &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I invented a game called "Akoolikimi". Bal is the only one who knows how to play it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(六) I'm not into sports at all. I don't do or like anything that requires targeting the ball. I'm the only one in the family who doesn't play tennis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(七) I'm also the only one in the family who hates durian. Its an ugly fruit and it does not deserve the title 'King of Fruits'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;(八) I think of Kiba too much i scare myself sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;There. Eight random facts about meh ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I don't think theres any point in tagging any other eight people because none of my friends know about my blog. But in case someday,somehow they come across this blog,then the victims would be :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Brr Brr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Aira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Danial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Hanis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Zayana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Nadrah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sofia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Farah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jaa^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19790816-928392893375755166?l=dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/feeds/928392893375755166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19790816&amp;postID=928392893375755166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/928392893375755166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19790816/posts/default/928392893375755166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dreamingkittykiterniya.blogspot.com/2007/12/tagged.html' title='Tagged ?'/><author><name>Kiterniya</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464766843070757736</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/S781q2B4nyI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Ca57UoY4ENo/S220/happy+bday.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19790816.post-7748760532129076970</id><published>2007-12-27T08:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T01:00:11.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keyboard bangang rosak.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/R3LrtQT1yUI/AAAAAAAAADs/K_N5UAG4lDw/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148436486742722882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jHfYMSJSi6U/R3LrtQT1yUI/AAAAAAAAADs/K_N5UAG4lDw/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://bl
