<?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-5892333772472666681</id><updated>2011-07-08T18:40:21.971+08:00</updated><category term='One fullerton'/><category term='Farhan'/><category term='bon jovi'/><category term='fireworks'/><category term='colleagues'/><category term='Imma'/><category term='beach road'/><category term='yoghurt'/><category term='customer service'/><category term='macs'/><category term='legends'/><category term='GM'/><category term='Gloria Jean&apos;s'/><category term='blueberries'/><category term='secondary school'/><category term='rats'/><category term='Orchard'/><category term='chicken wings'/><category term='Fad'/><category term='Nurul'/><category term='J.Co'/><category term='online spree'/><category term='Siti'/><category term='scrabble'/><category term='Looking Back On The Things I&apos;ve Done I Was Trying To Be Someone'/><category term='Anggun'/><category term='Pastamania'/><category term='Hidayah'/><category term='Esplanade'/><title type='text'>Since 1987</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>202</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-1852419674057340080</id><published>2009-09-13T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:28:56.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Try</title><content type='html'>Think I just stared at this space for a good few minutes. In all honesty, I've lost touch with this whole blogging thingy. Despite my many attempts to revive this site. A change of layout, blogging more huge pictures for your (or MY) viewing pleasure. Alas, whatever I did seems to boil down to nothing. Not untill now I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hokay, let me try it all over again alright?&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;Yes, I'm seeing stars. I really don't know what to say. I'll try again. SOMEDAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ergh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-1852419674057340080?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/1852419674057340080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=1852419674057340080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1852419674057340080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1852419674057340080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-try.html' title='First Try'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-1797443154023935469</id><published>2009-07-10T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T15:59:16.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nurul'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pastamania'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gloria Jean&apos;s'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Orchard'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Esplanade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hidayah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fad'/><title type='text'>Mango Smoothiee</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/10thJuly09%20GM/edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 407px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/10thJuly09%20GM/edit7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/10thJuly09%20GM/edit8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 444px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/10thJuly09%20GM/edit8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/10thJuly09%20GM/edit9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 445px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/10thJuly09%20GM/edit9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/10thJuly09%20GM/edit10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 280px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/10thJuly09%20GM/edit10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-1797443154023935469?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/1797443154023935469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=1797443154023935469&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1797443154023935469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1797443154023935469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/07/mango-smoothiee.html' title='Mango Smoothiee'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/10thJuly09%20GM/th_edit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-1946519063232597448</id><published>2009-07-06T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:44:09.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cinnamon Melts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/edit4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/edit5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 458px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/edit5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/edit6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/edit6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/edit7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/edit7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/edit8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/edit8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/edit9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 417px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/edit9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Those Cinnamon Melts...don't be deceived by it's sheer simplicity. The bread thingy was freaking deep-fried man. It was practically soaked in oil and the stuffz drizzled onto the doughs were so bloody sweet. Such lethal combo (and very very YUMMY actually). I think a better option would be to go for Auntie Anne's Cinnamon Pretzel.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-1946519063232597448?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/1946519063232597448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=1946519063232597448&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1946519063232597448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1946519063232597448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/07/cinnamon-melts.html' title='Cinnamon Melts'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/6thJuly09%20Zaca/th_edit1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-4369867167397555561</id><published>2009-07-03T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T23:44:30.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandarin Orange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/3rdJuly09%20Zaca/edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit1-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chicken wings which were so bloody horrible. Sure it looks good in the picture but it was so dry and elastic. It was only worth the try on our first trip. Never gonna head down to Beach Road for their wings anymore. The chocolate beverage was pretty good anyway. Imma says it tasted like chocolate Mr Softee from 7-11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit2-5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit2-5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3 bowls of yoghurt which probably made our day. Heh. Tried having mine with honey cornflakes, almonds and kiwis. The combination was absolutely perfect. Then again, the service at Bugis J.Co wasn't that good. Too many customers, too little staff to serve. And if you compare the yoghurts in this entry to one of those from my previous entries, you'd notice how the ones here seems kinda "flat". I still think they serve yoghurts better at Tamp 1 J.Co. Just a personal preference I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit3-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit3-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Think we took barely fifteen minutes to polish everything off. Imma actually used TWO spoons to wipe her bowl clean. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit4-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 401px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit4-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Scrabble showdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit5-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 407px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit5-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit6-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit6-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; Wine, sex, ox, nosey, yam, sole, rot...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit7-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit7-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Third round at macs for a couple of large fries and one large ice lemon tea to share.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit8-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit8-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; One last shot =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-2551968965509588824?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/2551968965509588824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=2551968965509588824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2551968965509588824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2551968965509588824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/06/honey-cornflakes.html' title='Honey Cornflakes'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-3812875157080566873</id><published>2009-06-15T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T00:42:54.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gummy Worms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit1-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 407px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit1-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit3-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit3-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit2-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit2-4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit4-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 232px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit4-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit5-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 339px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 457px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Studied at terminal 2's macs. Productivity level lasted for barely two hours. After which we just people-watch and subsequently headed to T3 just to look-see the variety of candies at Candy Empire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The picture below was a sight which got us laughing so hard. Coz a group of people who'd just arrived were walking in a single file while pushing their trolleys. Such orderliness. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 412px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-3812875157080566873?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/3812875157080566873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=3812875157080566873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3812875157080566873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3812875157080566873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/06/gummy-worms.html' title='Gummy Worms'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-1066107568805602854</id><published>2009-06-13T23:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:59:30.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because Food Is Good</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit1-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit1-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit2-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 305px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit2-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit3-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 397px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit3-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit4-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 402px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit4-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-1066107568805602854?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/1066107568805602854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=1066107568805602854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1066107568805602854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1066107568805602854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/06/because-food-is-good.html' title='Because Food Is Good'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-3373774582476584450</id><published>2009-06-11T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:14:21.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fro-Yo Fix</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit1-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 401px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 422px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-3373774582476584450?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/3373774582476584450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=3373774582476584450&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3373774582476584450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3373774582476584450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/06/fro-yo-fix.html' title='Fro-Yo Fix'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-8343683160782575358</id><published>2009-06-09T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T01:42:10.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perang Jepon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit1-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 386px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit1-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit3-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 401px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 428px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit2-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit4-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 381px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really can't be arsed to arrange the pics properly. Fit in whatever is possible in the collage frame. The last pic were the bunch of sushis Imma smuggled out of the restaurant. Lol.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-8343683160782575358?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/8343683160782575358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=8343683160782575358&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8343683160782575358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8343683160782575358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/06/perang-jepon.html' title='Perang Jepon'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-3012230563267483001</id><published>2009-06-07T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T11:37:52.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Supply Re-Stocked</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/vitamins.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 379px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/vitamins.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For the sake of updating. My parents went across the causeway earlier on. They got me those "vitamins". Lol. Obviously I don't know what to update about right...so feast ur eyes on these two redundant pics. HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-3012230563267483001?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/3012230563267483001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=3012230563267483001&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3012230563267483001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3012230563267483001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/06/supply-re-stocked.html' title='Supply Re-Stocked'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-1780298167032015153</id><published>2009-06-05T21:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:04:09.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lantak Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 368px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 549px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 425px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 549px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 394px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 550px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i82.photobucket.com/albums/j255/revisitation/edit4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-1780298167032015153?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/1780298167032015153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=1780298167032015153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1780298167032015153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1780298167032015153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/06/lantak-session_05.html' title='Lantak Session'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-3200568274234234452</id><published>2009-05-28T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T22:14:09.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 20</title><content type='html'>1) I Call It Love - Anastacia (125 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Be With You - Enrique Iglesias (102 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Born To Be My Baby - Bon Jovi (93 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Do You Know (The Ping Pong Song) - Enrique Iglesias (86 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Heavy Rotation - Anastacia (83 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Bed of Roses - Bon Jovi (74 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Insomnia - Craig David (64 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Don't Turn Off The Lights - Enrique Iglesias (63 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Est-ce Un Hasard? - Anggun (53 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Livin' On A Prayer - Bon Jovi (50 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) All Fall Down - Anastacia (48 play count)&lt;br /&gt;       Le Temps Perdu - Anggun (48 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) I'll Be Alright - Anggun (46 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Escape - Enrique Iglesias (42 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) A Crime - Anggun (37 play count)&lt;br /&gt;       Something Sublime - Anggun (37 play count)&lt;br /&gt;       You Want To (Make A Memory) - Bon Jovi (37 play count)&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;br /&gt;15) Hero (Remix) - Enrique Iglesias (34 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Plus Forte (Feat. Big Ali) - Anggun (33 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) It's My Life - Bon Jovi (32 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Faithfully - Journey (31 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) What A Day - Bosson (30 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Beautiful Messed Up World - Anastacia (29 play count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My updated (yet not so 'updated') top songs on my ipod. Haaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-3200568274234234452?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/3200568274234234452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=3200568274234234452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3200568274234234452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3200568274234234452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/05/top-20.html' title='Top 20'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-3412968386083575091</id><published>2009-05-16T22:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:02:37.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's A Round Up</title><content type='html'>OMG, the week is drawing to a close. Come next week, I'm gonna join the crazy morning crowd again. Hell, how long has it been since my last early morning ride on the train man? Yet again, I'm headed for the west side. I hate it when it's a new start. Sure I've been through for about five months already but believe me when I say that my anxiety level rockets sky high even when we are already halfway through. It's bad enough that monday sessions make me feel so bloody hopeless, thank god for the two weeks break. I'm so not looking forward to going back there. Argh, all these makes me wanna hurl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I'm still thinking of ways to move around the furnitures in my room. I tried to have my study desk face the windows. Sure did gave me some kinda new 'feel', but the whole arrangement somehow narrowed down the empty space in my room. And I thought of just switching the position of my study desk with the dressing drawers (drawer dressing, dress drawers????) but it won't really change anything much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My biggest woe is the bookshelf. I don't think I can actually move it man. I remembered trying to move it on my own when the thing was practically empty, but it's so damn heavy it wouldn't even budge. I don't know what kinda wood they used to make that thing. And I still wonder how many people they use to lug the thing 18th storey up. Yes, there's the lift I know. But still, it's seriously heavy! So anyways, I tried cleaning up my wardrobe a few days back. The keyword is 'tried'. I didn't make much improvements with the condition inside the wardrobe. It's STILL a war zone in there. I am gonna try again. Soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the final touch to my supposed room-revamp, I wanna paint the thing in stripes. Yes the thing, as in my room. I think I'm mentioned it before about wanting to do the stripe thingy...and that was like what? 2 years ago? If I ever go around to do it, I'm thinking of just adding on red to the peach/orange garb that's already on my wall. God, this whole talk about revamping my room makes it seem like hari raya is coming already. Which reminds me, I've got about a week's worth of fasting to pay up. And that should be coming up soon also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As to what I've been up to these days. It's either I'm battling to focus on western civilisation or I'm just going out to the usual stretch with the usual people. Apart from that, my eyes are always glued to the comp just doing stupid things. That's it and you are welcomed to anticipate my next entry in...another few weeks or so. Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-3412968386083575091?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/3412968386083575091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=3412968386083575091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3412968386083575091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3412968386083575091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-round-up.html' title='It&apos;s A Round Up'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-1173402931933137977</id><published>2009-05-10T22:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:27:46.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Done!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgbkG4iCt8I/AAAAAAAABV8/SMwZEPrcUEw/s1600-h/P1060179.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334201615572449218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgbkG4iCt8I/AAAAAAAABV8/SMwZEPrcUEw/s400/P1060179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgbkG0CJvyI/AAAAAAAABWE/4pqZwtPZ0lc/s1600-h/P1060173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334201614364950306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgbkG0CJvyI/AAAAAAAABWE/4pqZwtPZ0lc/s400/P1060173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgbkHXWL6lI/AAAAAAAABWU/tsfRFFfxE20/s1600-h/P1060180.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334201623844219474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgbkHXWL6lI/AAAAAAAABWU/tsfRFFfxE20/s400/P1060180.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgbkHMtLbKI/AAAAAAAABWM/XfQbK0BtKpI/s1600-h/P1060174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334201620987866274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgbkHMtLbKI/AAAAAAAABWM/XfQbK0BtKpI/s400/P1060174.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-1173402931933137977?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/1173402931933137977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=1173402931933137977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1173402931933137977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1173402931933137977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/05/done.html' title='Done!'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgbkG4iCt8I/AAAAAAAABV8/SMwZEPrcUEw/s72-c/P1060179.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-4265650668646206727</id><published>2009-05-08T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:43:38.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kin-der-Method</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgMOHl7SJUI/AAAAAAAABVU/uhr7d5_pGEo/s1600-h/P1060122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333121907339437378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgMOHl7SJUI/AAAAAAAABVU/uhr7d5_pGEo/s400/P1060122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgMOHuPfQII/AAAAAAAABVM/t8qHaEveGCA/s1600-h/P1060126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333121909571666050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgMOHuPfQII/AAAAAAAABVM/t8qHaEveGCA/s400/P1060126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgMOHZIaBMI/AAAAAAAABVE/DZbemlSPRLE/s1600-h/P1060130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333121903904818370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgMOHZIaBMI/AAAAAAAABVE/DZbemlSPRLE/s400/P1060130.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgMOHMXzGqI/AAAAAAAABU8/AFNq_7XnwvY/s1600-h/P1060131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333121900479716002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgMOHMXzGqI/AAAAAAAABU8/AFNq_7XnwvY/s400/P1060131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgMOGZ3tiDI/AAAAAAAABU0/E-yg9iRl8LU/s1600-h/P1060132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333121886923360306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgMOGZ3tiDI/AAAAAAAABU0/E-yg9iRl8LU/s400/P1060132.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's a little past midnight already. And I did the above. Whatever you may wanna call it. My version of "unleashing-the-creative-from-within". Hah...yeah right. I'm just worried the ink in those markers I bought would just dry up and go to waste. Will probably update with my final "masterpiece". OK, WHY AM I MOCKING MYSELF? Tsk. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-4265650668646206727?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/4265650668646206727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=4265650668646206727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4265650668646206727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4265650668646206727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/05/kin-der-method.html' title='Kin-der-Method'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SgMOHl7SJUI/AAAAAAAABVU/uhr7d5_pGEo/s72-c/P1060122.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-4441022941897341641</id><published>2009-04-28T14:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T15:44:27.325+08:00</updated><title type='text'>For The Lack Of Stories</title><content type='html'>I CANNOT KEEP MY OWN PROMISES. Haaaa yeahhh. How long has it been since my last entry? You do the math. It's so hard for me to concentrate on one task at a time mann. Everytime I switch on the comp, I have like a million things that I wanna do. But at the end of it all, everything that I'd set my mind to do boils down to nothing. Need to regain self-discipline. Have lost them since like forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letsee what I've been up to ayy. There was the hangout with Nurul and Imma last thursday, firstly to Vivo coz I'd wanted to exchange my tablecloth top to something else (ermm, the tablecloth is still in my possesion though =S). Lunch was, for the first time, at the chicken rice shop. Really good stuffs I hafta say. After that we headed down to our usual stretch. Hung out at macs at Marina Square. And we migrated THREE TIMES from the corner seat, to the one near the entrance and finally to the outdoor area in the evening when the weather was cool enough for us to chillax outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Safe to say, we have ditched Starbucks for good, no thanks to terrible service (which was really really strange considering we had constantly parked ourselves at Starbucks for a little more than 2 years and we had no problems at all). 2009 didn't start off very well for us with that coffee joint. And It's been a long while since we last shared a venti caramel frappe. Macs and McCafe are the words for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for last friday, I came up with the most last minute plan for us to go cycling at East Coast Park. Imma was game enough for it, so by mid afternoon we were peddling the tandem bike towards the other end of ECP, the track towards the hawker centre that is. We had two whole hours to kill with the bike. So it started off breezy and laidback but by the time we were on our way back, the strain was finally settling in. It came to a point where we had to push the bike on the uphill part of the track, just cause we're totally wiped. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been quite some times since I last set foot at ECP, the last time was about a month ago when I went there for a jogging session with my dad and also during the CNY break for a family chalet. ECP will always remain as my fave spot, especially during non-peak periods, ie, weekday mornings/afternoons. That was just how it was last friday. Just perfect. Despite the two hours workout, me and imma kinda wasted all the effort by going for a late dinner at Banquet PP. Oh wellsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast forward to yesterday. It was my first monday without having to go on a long bus ride towards the north side. Had lunch with the other instructors at Madjack Simpang Bedok. They were all discussing religion throughout the meal. I just listened. Only because I've always felt that in order to broach on this subject, one need to be extremely knowledgable. And I'm not too sure if I know enough to actually fix some kinda discussion about anything relating to it. Perhaps it's just me, I'm more of a follower. And I'd feel much better talking about it with someone who is really a specialist in the subject matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I tried the blue mountain burger for the first time. It wasn't all that spectacular. In terms of size, yes. But taste-wise not so. Maybe I'm so used to getting my burgers off the popular fastfood joints, so trying something different for the first time was...well, DIFFERENT. Haa. Maybe I'll try it again someday just to reconfirm the verdict on my tastebuds. Ohh but I recalled trying out a chicken burger from Hanis, and I thought the chicken patty was great. Maybe I can try that out again too. Just to reconfirm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a really heavy and enlightening lunch, I took the bus to you-know-where. Lol. Waited for Imma for over an hour at Marina's Macs. I was so bored cause I had nothing with me. Just plugged in some music and doodled random crap on a piece of paper. I can't believe the one day, when I could actually spend my time doing some good reading, I just had nothing on me. But on days when I chuck in a book or reader's digest in my bag, I can never find the time time to read them. Sucha bother. Yes, I was really bored. I couldn't even get myself food coz I was so full from the monstrous burger earlier on. SO YES, I WAS REALLY REALLY BORED. Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma came awhile later. Waited for her to finish her lunch/dinner before we launched our scrabble showdown. Ya see, I was at the supermarket on Saturday with my family, and while I was browsing for a travel scrabble, I saw the cards version. So I bought a pack (okay, my dad paid for them). My attempt at trying out the pack of cards on Sunday with my cousin proved futile coz the niece decided to make out her name and her siblings' using the alphabets. Ok so back to the scrabble showdown with Imma. It was really fun though we excluded the power cards coz I don't understand how to make use of them. Losers had to give an ice-cream treat and we played two rounds till 7:30. Gonna have yet another game on thursday, this time round with ALL the GMs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that ladies and gentlemen, is the end of my storytelling for today. God knows how frustrating it is coz my internet explorer shuts down a total of three times while I am in the midst of typying out my story above. Lol. I'm off. And I'm feeling for yet another omelette with cheese sandwich. GB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-4441022941897341641?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/4441022941897341641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=4441022941897341641&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4441022941897341641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4441022941897341641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/04/for-lack-of-stories.html' title='For The Lack Of Stories'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-4855008707338376020</id><published>2009-04-16T15:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T15:23:47.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill Some Time</title><content type='html'>Waiting patiently for the latest episode of 90210 to download. As it turns out, all my other fave shows are not airing this week. For some, not even until May! Sigh. Ohh, but I found two more telly programmes worth watching. Roommates and Flashpoint. The latter got me really really excited coz one of the main characters is the guy who played Keith Mars (Veronica's dad in Veronica Mars). Point is, I'd watched anything that features any one of the casts from VM. One time I got super excited when I saw Weevil as well as Veronica Mars on Heroes, another time it was Meg Manning on The Mentalist. Hokay, 90210 is at the 75.8% mark. Did you know that 90210 is produced by the same people who did Veronica Mars? I didn't realized it either until I heard snippets of very familiar lines. Hah. Alright man, think I should just head out to the shops to get my toiletries. GB!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-4855008707338376020?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/4855008707338376020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=4855008707338376020&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4855008707338376020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4855008707338376020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/04/kill-some-time.html' title='Kill Some Time'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-4433885442245066915</id><published>2009-04-14T23:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T23:39:19.467+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Bit Of Fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SeStffDZg7I/AAAAAAAABTQ/NabSIZuc4kU/s1600-h/bowling1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324571415882073010" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SeSt-ufe6FI/AAAAAAAABT4/_iMezFpSx6w/s400/bowling7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-4433885442245066915?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/4433885442245066915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=4433885442245066915&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4433885442245066915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4433885442245066915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/04/little-bit-of-fun.html' title='A Little Bit Of Fun'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SeStffDZg7I/AAAAAAAABTQ/NabSIZuc4kU/s72-c/bowling1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6555647397070493009</id><published>2009-04-13T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T00:17:48.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowled Over</title><content type='html'>Today has gotta be a field day for cab drivers. Well, at least the two we took from Bedok to Choa Chu Kang and then from CCK to Woodlands. I swear I felt much like an alien going through those places. It looks so out of place. Then again, that is probably how people from the other sides would feel when they come over to east side. Should I be thankful for my job? Coz really, it's bringing me to places I'd never explored before. Letting me see things in a bigger and wider picture etc. Still I do wish for the days when I could just fly off to somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I spent some nights ago googling for a new breed of BMW. I recalled seeing them on the road countless times but I didn't know what model it was. Suffice to say, it exudes an aura of awesome-ness which pretty much had me gaping for more. And there I found it. An X6. It's a cross between the typical sedans and an X3 with a hint of Nissan Murano. The whole lot of pictures of the X6 had me talking to myself infront of the screen. Oohh-ings and ahh-ings in the wee hours of the morning. OMG. I swear I was a total nut. But I'd never seen a car so beautifuuuuullllllll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok scratch that, I'd never seen a &lt;em&gt;BMW &lt;/em&gt;so beautiful. It has to be the physique, well-balanced and superior. Proportional amount of curves, muscles and a steadly figure all rolled into one, exhibiting an incredible amount of gung ho-ness and confidence (sure sounds like as though I'm describing my ideal GUY). So my description of the car (and any other cars for that matter) may seems so superficial coz I don't usually get all the fancy stuffs that goes down with the internal organs and such. Whatever it is, I'm hooked. And I already have it as my desktop wallpaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which my bestfriend just got her driver's license on Saturday. Awesome much ayy. I've not budge even an inch to go for mine. I think I'm just afraid. Like I'd always feel whenever I have to start on something new. Seriously pathetic I know. Maybe if I can get an X6 as a deal-breaker... HAHA! I wish. Such big dreams and such mousey attitude. I'd be better off dreaming for a hot pink CHERRY QQ. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, I'd wanted to continue this post for much longer but my comp kept playing punk with me &amp;amp;^&amp;amp;*%^$%^$%^%$^&amp;amp;%^%%*^%^* whatever mannnnnnnnnn. Till next entry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6555647397070493009?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6555647397070493009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6555647397070493009&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6555647397070493009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6555647397070493009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/04/bowled-over.html' title='Bowled Over'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-8511696565964134756</id><published>2009-04-11T16:09:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T16:47:22.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revival Attempt</title><content type='html'>I felt that the old layout wasn't giving me much pull to make any updates here. So I decided to change it once again, to a more vibrant, colourful and uplifting one. Ahhh, it sure does wonders. I do feel like blogging, BUT I really don't know what I am supposed to talk about. Somehow my thoughts are in a jagged mess at this point in time. Not because of anything bad, really. It's just that I've been occupied with too many things and yet I've done absolutely NOTHING. You feel me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do think that I've been taking things for granted. Maybe it's the nature of my daily routine. Sure, I've got work and school stuffs to deal with but those does not seem to take up most of my life, believe me. I work part-time AND I study part-time. However, I get FULL-TIME nonsense, i.e entertainment, time for leisure etc etc. It's not the conventional way of living. And I keep thinking that one fine day, I'm gonna suffer from this whole setup coz of my lack of concern to make things more...normal or conventional or more mainstream, how ever you wanna put it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The freedom and flexibility of time makes a person even lazier than they should ever be. I believe Imma would share this same sentiment. I used to have my room cleaned up every single week. Vacummed, dusted, arranged. These days however, I could actually leave my room in a huge mess for so many weeks, only grudgingly getting up to do some mild clean-ups when my mum decide to have a &lt;em&gt;kenduri&lt;/em&gt; at our place on certain months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there's this blog, I used to update it so frequently back then. Back then, when school was all the way in the west side and despite it sucking out all the energy out of myself, I STILL managed to find the time to make elaborate if not lengthy updates. And how about the little online biz me and Imma set up about a year back? The idea came upon when we were so freaking swamped with exams and whatnot. So logically speaking, now that we are free, we should actually be able to focus more on it right? Unfortunately, the opposite happened. Masya is collecting dust at the corner of my room, and I still have a whole bunch of unwanted stuffs stashed in my wardrobe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reading list I'd just put in place on the right does &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; list down the books that I've read. In fact those are just some of the books which I've bought some time back and have not found the time to read. I think I have a whole bunch more on my bookshelf. Again, I do have the free time to read. Really. But I just can't seems to make myself DO IT. So I'm hoping the reading list would in a way act a a reminder for me to start flipping on those books already. It's been too bloody long. Either that, or I should stop buying books on impulse. Then again, I can never resist buying brand new books. Blame all those book warehouse sales.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I figure, the moral of the story is that, having excessive amount of free time would only ruin you. Not good, not good at all. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Letsee if I can keep up with making a daily lengthy updates over here from now onwards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-8511696565964134756?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/8511696565964134756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=8511696565964134756&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8511696565964134756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8511696565964134756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/04/revival-attempt.html' title='Revival Attempt'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-4789813125003524460</id><published>2009-04-06T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T23:14:44.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SdobmwfHyWI/AAAAAAAABSY/-WIKXMjnzoM/s1600-h/pet+pemalas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321596262356076898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SdobmwfHyWI/AAAAAAAABSY/-WIKXMjnzoM/s400/pet+pemalas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I thought it's really amusing when this silly thing just fell flat on the floor when I was in the midst of chatting with my friends. And yes, I'd lost my inspiration to blog about anything. Hence, this very nonsense entry. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-4789813125003524460?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/4789813125003524460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=4789813125003524460&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4789813125003524460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4789813125003524460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/04/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SdobmwfHyWI/AAAAAAAABSY/-WIKXMjnzoM/s72-c/pet+pemalas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-151195204839599972</id><published>2009-03-29T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:39:19.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Just A Few Words</title><content type='html'>I've got lots to update about, but I'm swamped with crappy visual arts essays. It's really really killing me. I know I could have just gotten it over and done with a.s.a.p but it all seemed so impossible. The lines I read and type becomes blurry after just a few seconds. Thankfully, I managed to get Syidah to help me with the very first essay - the only one which I've managed to submit thus far. So need to update more stuffs in here. Nurul's birthday about a week ago, GM's outing (oooh yeahhh, I think we successfully broke last year's record of a measly 1 outing with the FIVE OF US), that I've started my teaching stint at my very own secondary school (i was so anxious the night before and i kept getting flashbacks when I was there the very first day!), some horrible work experience up north, that I'm officially released from the dreaded teaching stint at the west side, etc. Oh, as you can see, my teaching stints have pretty much brought me all over the place. Starting from the west side to the north side and finally back home in the east side. I wonder if there's any school down south. Hokay, give me five solid hours to finish up the horrible visual arts crap I've been struggling with, and I will make my lengthy entry over here. If I do not end up losing all my inspiration to blog that is. Please don't!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-151195204839599972?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/151195204839599972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=151195204839599972&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/151195204839599972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/151195204839599972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-just-few-words.html' title='In Just A Few Words'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-8081456035775386726</id><published>2009-03-24T12:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T13:21:05.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>Anggun in Malaysia!&lt;br /&gt;Written by ika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 23 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian fans, don't miss Anggun presence in KL for the launching and promotion of Elevation. She will be there from March 24 to March 28, 2009. Here is the schedule...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - 24 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;10.30 am – 12.30 pm : ERA FM &amp;amp; ERA.TV (Temuramah)&lt;br /&gt;03.00 pm : Songket Lounge,Hotel Istana (Pelancaran Album Elevation)&lt;br /&gt;10.00 pm – 11.00 pm : GALA TV Astro Awani (Temuramah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - 25 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;08.15 am – 09.00 am : MHI @ TV3 (Temuramah + Persembahan)&lt;br /&gt;08.30 am – 09.00 am : Wanita Hari Ini @ TV3 (Temuramah + Persembahan)&lt;br /&gt;08.30 pm : Diari Akademi Fantasia Astro RIA (Tetamu jemputan)&lt;br /&gt;10.00 pm – 11.00 pm : 8TV Quickie (Temuramah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - 26 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;07.30 am : LIVE ON 2 @ RTM (TV Program -Talk Show)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - 27 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;07.30 am : Breakfast Show @ NTV7 (Temuramah + Persembahan)&lt;br /&gt;08.30 pm – 10.30 pm : Akustik Showcase (Persembahan Showcase)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - 28 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;09.00 am – 10.00 am : Nasi Lemak Kopi O (Temuramah + Persembahan)&lt;br /&gt;09.00 pm – 09.30 pm : Akademi Fantasia (Persembahan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Official link:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.metamobile.com.my/v4/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Taken from anggunesia.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. I need to remember (like REALLY REALLY remember) to catch her on ALL the tv shows she's gonna appear on. OMG. Would be cool if she sings Divine or Is It A Sign? or Stronger or Shine (or ALL the songs from Elevation for that matter) on any one of them. OMG. I'm so obsessed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-8081456035775386726?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/8081456035775386726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=8081456035775386726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8081456035775386726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8081456035775386726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-2609722392110154264</id><published>2009-03-22T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T21:51:20.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21st Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/ScZCICOtQqI/AAAAAAAABSQ/06yg1YpN2oA/s1600-h/P1050538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316009115962393250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/ScZCICOtQqI/AAAAAAAABSQ/06yg1YpN2oA/s400/P1050538.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-2609722392110154264?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/2609722392110154264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=2609722392110154264&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2609722392110154264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2609722392110154264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-21st-birthday.html' title='Happy 21st Birthday'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/ScZCICOtQqI/AAAAAAAABSQ/06yg1YpN2oA/s72-c/P1050538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6573726195026880883</id><published>2009-03-16T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T22:21:23.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 Buskettis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/Sb5c3CZ_AzI/AAAAAAAABQk/_XHKE0FTTN4/s1600-h/collage+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 202px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313786710952182578" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/Sb5c3CZ_AzI/AAAAAAAABQk/_XHKE0FTTN4/s400/collage+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/Sb5c2jEcNxI/AAAAAAAABQc/lxlNAxJo1SU/s1600-h/collage+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313786702540322578" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/Sb5c2jEcNxI/AAAAAAAABQc/lxlNAxJo1SU/s400/collage+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6573726195026880883?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6573726195026880883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6573726195026880883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6573726195026880883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6573726195026880883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/03/2-buskettis.html' title='2 Buskettis'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/Sb5c3CZ_AzI/AAAAAAAABQk/_XHKE0FTTN4/s72-c/collage+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-3641853458432017582</id><published>2009-03-15T23:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T23:32:33.087+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pseudo Study Session</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/Sb5vJAO3f7I/AAAAAAAABSI/URWuBClYo6I/s1600-h/collage+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313806810815627186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/Sb5vJAO3f7I/AAAAAAAABSI/URWuBClYo6I/s400/collage+1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/Sb5vI1g9UDI/AAAAAAAABSA/lFuSW6CT3fs/s1600-h/collage+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313806807938715698" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/Sb5vI1g9UDI/AAAAAAAABSA/lFuSW6CT3fs/s400/collage+2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/Sb5vIUJW1gI/AAAAAAAABR4/k4UqScktU-M/s1600-h/collage+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313806798981355010" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/Sb5vIUJW1gI/AAAAAAAABR4/k4UqScktU-M/s400/collage+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-3641853458432017582?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/3641853458432017582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=3641853458432017582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3641853458432017582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3641853458432017582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/03/pseudo-study-session.html' title='Pseudo Study Session'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/Sb5vJAO3f7I/AAAAAAAABSI/URWuBClYo6I/s72-c/collage+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-1111517378554212122</id><published>2009-03-13T21:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T21:17:25.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable Lines 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Riley:&lt;/strong&gt; Is it really so hard to believe that someone's gonna try to steal the Declaration of Independence?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben:&lt;/strong&gt; The FBI gets 10,000 tips a week. They're not gonna worry about something they're sure is safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Riley:&lt;/strong&gt; But anyone that can do anything is gonna think we're crazy. And anyone crazy enough to believe us isn't gonna want to help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben:&lt;/strong&gt; We don't need someone crazy. But one step short of crazy, what do you get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Riley:&lt;/strong&gt; Obsessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ben:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passionate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National Treasure (script-o-rama.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-1111517378554212122?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/1111517378554212122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=1111517378554212122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1111517378554212122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1111517378554212122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/03/memorable-lines-2.html' title='Memorable Lines 2'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-2213224082918484053</id><published>2009-03-12T15:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T15:25:05.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable Lines</title><content type='html'>VERONICA: “Hope springs eternal in the human breast;&lt;br /&gt;Man never is, but always to be blest:&lt;br /&gt;The soul, uneasy and confined from home,&lt;br /&gt;Rests and expatiates in a life to come.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRS MURPHY: And what do you suppose Pope meant by that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VERONICA: Life’s a bitch until you die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRS MURPHY: Okay, thank you Ms Mars for that succinct and somewhat inappropriate response.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MRS MURPHY: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I think what Pope’s saying is that the thing that keeps us powering through life’s defeats is our faith in a better life yet to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veronica Mars (twitztv.com)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-2213224082918484053?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/2213224082918484053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=2213224082918484053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2213224082918484053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2213224082918484053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/03/memorable-lines.html' title='Memorable Lines'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-7687362190388999260</id><published>2009-03-09T23:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T23:55:10.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The spell was broken. My uncle learned to laugh, and I learned to cry. The secret garden is always open now. Open, and awake, and alive. If you look the right way, you can see that the whole world is a garden." - The Secret Garden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-7687362190388999260?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/7687362190388999260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=7687362190388999260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7687362190388999260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7687362190388999260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/03/hope.html' title='Hope'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6327833027177522799</id><published>2009-03-03T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T22:23:37.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As It Is</title><content type='html'>I've had songs by Enrique Iglesias and Anastacia playing on loop on my Ipod these few days. This is partly because I've not been able to update my Ipod for quite a long time coz my comp crashed on me (along with the 2000++ songs/videos on my Itunes). My dad finally had it fixed last weekend for me. And I was finally able to put in stuffs that I'd just gotten my hands on whilst my comp was lying dead. I've yet to convert a hell lot of videos though. That's gonna take me forever mannn. Sheesh. I really need to figure out a systematic backup plan for my Ipod dammit. I can't keep having all my files disappear and having to do the whole ripping/transferring/converting cycle all over again! As it is, I think I'm missing a few albums from my Itunes list. Bleah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my off day today, so I met up with Imma after she is done with her job. Quite and unconventional meetup today. We had to park ourselves at Bugis for one reason or another. Not the usual trip to Marina Square ayyy. Found a spot at J.Co under the escalator. Sure reminds me of those CF days at the Thinking Cove. Haha. I finally get to try the frozen yoghurt after having eyed them for so long. It was good, though it took me quite a long time to finish up the whole cup unlike when I'm eating ice-cream. And by the way, hangout session at J.Co is so much more economical as compared to hanging out Starbucks. Haa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6327833027177522799?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6327833027177522799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6327833027177522799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6327833027177522799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6327833027177522799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/03/as-it-is.html' title='As It Is'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-2660702964958354019</id><published>2009-02-25T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T22:29:00.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SaVVfMOOOzI/AAAAAAAABQA/xIOIS6A2GKE/s1600-h/matahari2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306741730271181618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SaVVfMOOOzI/AAAAAAAABQA/xIOIS6A2GKE/s400/matahari2.JPG" /&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://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-2660702964958354019?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/2660702964958354019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=2660702964958354019&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2660702964958354019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2660702964958354019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/02/vision.html' title='Vision'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SaVVfMOOOzI/AAAAAAAABQA/xIOIS6A2GKE/s72-c/matahari2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-2518419673993986703</id><published>2009-02-21T21:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T21:57:37.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Dazed To Think Of A Title</title><content type='html'>I've been stuffing my face with tons of tiger prawns this whole week. Mum went on tiger prawns spree at the wet market I suppose. So we've had prawns in sambal tumis, prawns in the mi bryani, prawns cooked in black pepper sauce, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you that this week seems to have been such a drag? It just feels so much longer than usual. It's killing me. And weekends with not much plans make it all worse. So bored. So lethargic. So crappy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I get to hit the stadium just now. But it just doesn't feel right. The weather wasn't intense enough. I've had to run against strong winds and blazing sun before. But today happens to be the most anti-climax condition I'd ever been through. Doesn't help that I didn't see that many stadium regulars on the tracks today. Just a whole bunch of unfamiliar faces. Doesn't feel normal at all. Blahhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, why have I turned into such an emo-wrecked idiot this whole week??? A lot of things don't feel right at all. Why???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-2518419673993986703?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/2518419673993986703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=2518419673993986703&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2518419673993986703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2518419673993986703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/02/too-dazed-to-think-of-title.html' title='Too Dazed To Think Of A Title'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6458316030026002470</id><published>2009-02-20T21:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T22:28:00.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Long Night Is Over</title><content type='html'>Last night has gotta be the very first time ever since I started my current job, that I wasn't able to go to sleep before midnight. I was tossing and turning, feeling so disturbed about one thing or another. It sure doesn't help that when I was on my way home yesterday, I saw the light to the toilet of my old secondary school (which is currently being occupied by a primary school for the time being) being lit up, and that I saw "something" from where I was walking, at the covered walkway. I am not sure what it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time, I got reminded of the ghoulish tales from Tuesday's hangout session, no thanks to Imma and her boyfriend. All these and some other things (which I'll just keep to myself for now...) kept me so awake last night. And for the first night since forever, I had to turn the radio on to accompany me to sleep. Coz I was feeling so bloody alone and constricted, it was purely suffocating. My wild imaginations only made it all worse. I only managed to fall asleep after sending out a few SMSes. Somehow, at that point in time, I just needed some kind of contact with real people, just to put me at ease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the few hours of sleep and god knows how hard it is for me to keep myself awake at work today, I actually had one of the most exciting and mindless and very tiring day out with my cousin. Much needed after-work therapy. Uhmm, why do I have this sinking feeling that I'm starting to emulate certain bloggers in my expressions over here? Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, we had about 16 bucks in our Timezone card to share. Two times on the radical simulator, once on the "bowling alley", once on the car racing, once shooting wild beasts on the screen and once on my all-time favourite air hockey. It was so FUNNNNN! I swear it's been so long since I last spent so much on cheap thrills at the arcade. And for just TWO persons, it's really crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I recalled spending so much at the arcade was when I was really young, and dad was okay with spending so much on us (me and my siblings) just to have a superbly good time. Then as I grew up, it kinda sunk into me, how wasteful it is to spend your money at the arcade. But not anymore. From the small spendings on the Daytona machines, and shooting hoops and whatnot with my friends, I think I'm gonna make going to the arcade a more frequent affair. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our arcade session, we set out on a very unusual and mindless shopping experience. Unusual coz my cousin is the one who wanna do all the shopping. Usually she's broke (ha ha ha) but since her birthday was just a few days ago, she'd gotten some cash as presents and so she just wanted to get something something for herself. Another reason why it was unusual is because we actually entered a whole lot of shops and actually paid our visits TWICE to some of them. Plus we circled the whole shopping mall for quite a bit, that even I was starting to feel the strain. Seriously,not our norm hokay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended it all with two medium iced tea and large fries at Mac's. By then I was already feeling so woozy. I don't wanna think about the amount of money I'd spent on such mindless fun. And for the record, I STILL have yet to receive my pay. Screw the school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6458316030026002470?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6458316030026002470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6458316030026002470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6458316030026002470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6458316030026002470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/02/long-night-is-over.html' title='The Long Night Is Over'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-160415662681490946</id><published>2009-02-10T20:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T21:00:39.065+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 21st Once Again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SZF6ODXqDQI/AAAAAAAABPo/QOiSSy2nBOY/s1600-h/P1050032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301152618233072898" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SZF6ODXqDQI/AAAAAAAABPo/QOiSSy2nBOY/s400/P1050032.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-160415662681490946?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/160415662681490946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=160415662681490946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/160415662681490946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/160415662681490946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-21st-once-again.html' title='Happy 21st Once Again'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SZF6ODXqDQI/AAAAAAAABPo/QOiSSy2nBOY/s72-c/P1050032.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6731359027074046316</id><published>2009-02-10T00:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-10T01:05:10.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uncharacteristic Behaviour</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You are so wrapped up in your own neurosis that you don't even notice what is going on around you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's obvious that the only person that you really care about is yourself.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's not true.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sure it is.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You play all sweet and adorable but the truth is, you are completely selfish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are the worse kind of bad person coz you think you are good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you are not.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You are not a good person at all.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-Privileged Episode 16&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6731359027074046316?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6731359027074046316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6731359027074046316&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6731359027074046316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6731359027074046316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/02/uncharacteristic-behaviour.html' title='Uncharacteristic Behaviour'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-5134690779569874919</id><published>2009-02-06T16:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:39:43.452+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Daily Update</title><content type='html'>Had a horrible stomachache only five minutes prior to the start of the class. What dumb luck man. I swear I hate to make use of public toilets when I need to shit. Uhh...crude much ayy. So yeah, I entered class ten minutes after the bell. Thank god I didn't get caught or anything and that the students are not exactly destructive at that point in time. Lessons are really starting to get dryyy. But I find the kids at the west side more manageable. The ones up north...OMG, let's not even start. I dread to think that I'm only gonna be at my second week there come monday. It sure is gonna be a slow and painful ten weeks countdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite that, I find the bus ride up north to be so much more comforting as compared to the endless and dreary train ride towards the west side. Maybe it's the scenary or lack of them, for that matter. Trains tend to whizz by so fast, you hardly get to see anything, hence the boredom and sleepiness. The bus ride up north on the other hand, allows you to take in an entirely different scenery altogether. I never knew that the route covering TPE and SLE (and maybe BKE?) could be supremely pretty. I guess I'd never been around there that much to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dropped by Tanjong Pagar after school today coz I'd conveniently forgot to pick up the shoes that I used during my two months F&amp;amp;B stint over there. Ordered some food to be brought home. Honestly, I miss the food. I miss making thick ass kebab rolls just coz I feel like it. And I do think that I've this habit of giving huge portions of meat to the customers back then when I was working there. Oopsie. Plus I wholeheartedly miss the spinach pide. It was my ultimate favourite mannn. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ughh, enough food talk. I've a serious tv-programme marathon to start. The whole week's worth of episodes. I cannot get through mininova for Ugly Betty and The Secret Life of The American Teenager though. Oh by the way, the later is quite a crappy teenybopper show. But I just kept watching it anyway. Just so hooked for no apparent reason. Lol. So tonight it's just me and you *points to comp screen*. Kekekeke.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-5134690779569874919?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/5134690779569874919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=5134690779569874919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5134690779569874919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5134690779569874919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/02/daily-update.html' title='The Daily Update'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6997977575257037644</id><published>2009-02-03T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T02:49:06.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Night</title><content type='html'>It's already the third day into February. It felt like yesterday when we welcomed 2009, and now it's already the second month??? How time flies. I'd been feeling a little depressed looking at the plants and trees around my neighbourhood area since the start of the year. If you guys noticed, the grass have turned yellow and the leaves on trees and bushes are practically wilting. &lt;em&gt;It's a sad, sad situation...&lt;/em&gt; I figure the wind has been way too strong coupled with the lack of rainy days, that it must have been too much for those poor greeneries to withstand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The state of those plants kinda reflects my dying enthusiasm to fulfil my new year's resolutions. Damn, not now! But it's true somehow, it's like plateau season now. Maybe I'd not gotten a proper foothold since the start of the year. I figure that I must have been a little too superficial in my quest to achieve whatever I want. So a good guess would be, I'd been doing things just for the sake of doing it and not bothering to keep track of my progress or build up on the level of intensity and whatnot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One very good example would be, me blindly going for my jogging session every single day and STILL not being able to shed even a kilo. Obviously I am so stuck in my comfort zone, I absolutely refuse to get out of it by doing something a wee bit different from my normal routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouhh, that reminds me. I need to get a new pair of Brooks coz the one I'm currently using is already slanting to the left for my left foot and vice versa (I think I'd been using the side of my heels only when I move around). It's been hurting my feet, especially the right side whenever I'm out for my run. Thus, I need a new pair really soon coz I'd been feeling so unmotivated to run lately, no thanks to my slanted shoes. I'd missed out on jogging for four straight days dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that has been making me feel so blue-y is the fact that I'm missing quiet weekday mornings at East Coast Park. I'd never been there since like forever! Ok wait, I was there during the CNY break, but that was a horrible sight to behold. The amount of tents and people were so overwhelming that the place was hardly peaceful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time I headed over to Rock Number One man? I stopped going there for one reason or another. The one last trip I made there, I didn't sit on Rock Number One. I couldn't bring myself to, and instead, I sat on one of the benches nearby. Watching intently at my favourite spot, wondering why I'd rather keep my distance. I could only deduce that when some things are too special to you, it is just human nature to think that you are not worthy enough for it, so you end up thinking that it's better to keep the distance so that you can forever treat that place as a sacred one - untainted, for much longer. Or so I think. &lt;em&gt;But shouldn't I be building bridges instead of burning them?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear this pretty much applies to my life in general. I lost count, the number of bridges I'd burned. I mean, shouldn't you work towards cultivating a really good connection with something that you are in favour of? That means continuing to get in touch with whatever that are special in your life? Say, if you appreciate someone for having done a great deal of things for you, isn't it only appropriate that you follow that up with much gratitude. That could mean, at least saying 'thank you' personally or show your appreciation by doing something. I'd consider that building a bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I am not the least bit capable of doing that. I tend to rob people off their good intentions and then I'd just run away without even saying thanks. It makes me feel horriby bad. It gets even worse when I keep pushing the guilt away, knowing fully well that it's gonna catch up with me sooner or later. &lt;em&gt;Karma's a bitch&lt;/em&gt;. But how many bitches of karma do I wanna have come my way? I could live in anticipation to see myself get screwed upside down for being so selfish. But I can't stand the thought that the very people with good intentions, are being placed in a limbo. Coz what if they are suddenly gone? Am I gonna hammer myself hard for letting the chance to reconcile while they are still around, be gone just like that? &lt;em&gt;They say you'll never miss the water until it's gone...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6997977575257037644?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6997977575257037644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6997977575257037644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6997977575257037644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6997977575257037644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/02/long-night.html' title='Long Night'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-8675659150963534617</id><published>2009-01-31T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:44:02.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>All In A Day</title><content type='html'>YO! Haha. I'm so reminded of Weevil from Veronica Mars. One badass I kinda adore. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was up early today, supposedly with the intention to buy Straits Times at one of the shops near my place - my usual Saturday routine, but I ended up getting distracted with breakfast (FOOD!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad wanna head on down to Mustafa Centre to get stuffz. I definitely could not resist the opportunity to shop, DUH. What more, usually when we go shopping with dad, he'll pay for EVERYTHING. Kekekeke. So yeahh, I went on searching for new jog attire. Dri-fit t-shirts were in abundance but running pants...darn, either they are too long or too short (then those would be called SHORTS&lt;em&gt; lah ye&lt;/em&gt;). I couldn't find any capris either. So I just settled for two tees. Red and yellow. For the record, that would be my fourth red jogging tee. I happen to feel extra alive wearing red. So yeahh...haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooohhh, I actually saw a hawwttt PINK tennis racket just now! O-M-G. It was so pretty &lt;em&gt;laaaa&lt;/em&gt;. But whatever, I've got two tennis rackets collecting dust somewhere in my room, no point eyeing for the pink one. Haa. I had wanted to get a watch too, considering Mustafa sells them at a much lower price, but I ended up having to decide between a watch or a perfume. Obviously, I can't ask for both. So I settled for the perfume which I've been lusting for since two years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we went ahead for our usual grocery shopping. Tons of junk food and boxes of flavoured mints as well as frozen goodies. It's pretty much a coincidence that I could find Dr Pepper at the drinks aisle. I'd been wondering what it would taste like after seeing them on 90210 (cola with some sorta cherry flavour to it...not bad...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep in the cab all the way home. Shopping &lt;em&gt;can&lt;/em&gt; get really tiring. Whahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-8675659150963534617?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/8675659150963534617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=8675659150963534617&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8675659150963534617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8675659150963534617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/01/all-in-day.html' title='All In A Day'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-5325944233957585746</id><published>2009-01-28T21:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:06:57.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>West Side Story</title><content type='html'>I have this sudden cravings for sticky rice with thick slices of sweet and juicy ice-cold mangoes. I swear I'd never tried this seemingly yummy combo in my life before! Thus, I really have no idea why am I craving for 'em. I guess it's just those random moments when things are just running wild in my head. In this case, I do believe that all I could ever think about is food. Ha ha ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have to get to Jurong West early in the morning tomorrow. Again, again and again. I figure no matter how much I loathe the other end, I will, one way or another end up having to head down there for some reasons. If only I could make my trips there in a hot pink convertible beemer...that would be sweeettttt man! I won't even complain much. Except maybe lament over the extra ka-chings I'm gonna have to dish out just to get the car on the road. But ayy, I don't mind starving myself for that ya know. Kekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for now, I'm just gonna have to rely on good ol' public transport. Where I have to plan so carefully my daily travel routine. Like I always make it a point to try to catch the "empty" train in order to avoid the squeeziness and unnecessary panic-induced jitters, just coz I was afraid that I couldn't alight at Chinese Garden due to the overwhelming amount of human beings at the door. Lets not forget the awful morning stench should I missed out on the empty trains. God, these people just do not take a bath in the morning man. Seriously dudes? If you are too lazy to get the water running down on you, PLEASE! get yourself some perfumes or something??? Bleahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The buses don't usually pose much of a problem to me, coz at both ends (i.e east side and west side), the buses are usually on time and hardly overcrowded. It was only this morning that I rode on one of the nastiest bus from Chinese Garden MRT. The bus was not even crowded. BUT, it was so bloody cold! It sure felt like I was stuffed inside a refrigerator. The journey usually take up about fifteen minutes, but today's one was like never ending. One of the worse bus rides ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall go to sleep now or I'd end up being late tomorrow. Nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-5325944233957585746?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/5325944233957585746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=5325944233957585746&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5325944233957585746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5325944233957585746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/01/west-side-story.html' title='West Side Story'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6836917974317325424</id><published>2009-01-27T02:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T03:18:22.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poetic Ammo</title><content type='html'>Whenever I'm trapped in this tide&lt;br /&gt;When I've forgotten that there is you and I&lt;br /&gt;When your persuasion is fighting in the blindfold&lt;br /&gt;When I wear my bad moods to my mouth&lt;br /&gt;You should...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like a rose without it's thorns&lt;br /&gt;Like a bird without a song&lt;br /&gt;Like a fire without the flame&lt;br /&gt;If there's a painless love&lt;br /&gt;We wouldn't be the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;I'd give up my gravity&lt;br /&gt;I'd walk the surface of the sea&lt;br /&gt;To find where you would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd breathe in water&lt;br /&gt;I'd drown myself in you&lt;br /&gt;I'd breathe in water&lt;br /&gt;I'd dive myself in you&lt;br /&gt;I'd breathe in water&lt;br /&gt;If you ask me to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I feel so lost with a homeless heart&lt;br /&gt;I've nowhere to run, I've nowhere to hide&lt;br /&gt;When I'm missing you&lt;br /&gt;But I chased the dark clouds from my eyes&lt;br /&gt;Sent them away like butterflies&lt;br /&gt;When I think about you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To show how much you mean to me&lt;br /&gt;I've erased my memory&lt;br /&gt;To walk the surface of the sea&lt;br /&gt;To be where you would be&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go away loneliness&lt;br /&gt;Please stop yelling my name out loud&lt;br /&gt;You're not allowed&lt;br /&gt;Go away wasted dreams&lt;br /&gt;You never will come in my head&lt;br /&gt;My mind's set&lt;br /&gt;Go away far from here&lt;br /&gt;Can't stand you beside me&lt;br /&gt;Run as fast as you can&lt;br /&gt;Don't look back at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go away desperation&lt;br /&gt;Now's the time to leave me alone on my own&lt;br /&gt;Go away old regrets&lt;br /&gt;I never want to see you again&lt;br /&gt;It's your end&lt;br /&gt;Go away far from here&lt;br /&gt;And back to where you come from&lt;br /&gt;Run as fast as you can away from my home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't count stars in the sky&lt;br /&gt;Or climb the mountains&lt;br /&gt;I can't even swim all the seas&lt;br /&gt;But I know absence is unfair&lt;br /&gt;Nothing can replace what I miss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the north needs the south&lt;br /&gt;The wind needs the clouds&lt;br /&gt;And to all of these reasons of life&lt;br /&gt;I need you to change the wrong&lt;br /&gt;To become true&lt;br /&gt;And to take me to where I belong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz I'm breathing far away from you&lt;br /&gt;And every second feels like thousands more without you&lt;br /&gt;I'm breathing for this love to live&lt;br /&gt;Believe that one day life would take me there beside you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm here give me a glance&lt;br /&gt;Been following you like a shadow&lt;br /&gt;This is how I spend my time&lt;br /&gt;Dreaming about our days tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;Another day has gone by&lt;br /&gt;Another moon another song&lt;br /&gt;I can wait for you my love&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to do any harm&lt;br /&gt;Just trying to get to your attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I walk away&lt;br /&gt;Coz I know that we can never be together&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I close my mind&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep this love for myself any longer&lt;br /&gt;Somehow I have to find the right time&lt;br /&gt;To say that I want you to want me&lt;br /&gt;Even in my dreams...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of letting go&lt;br /&gt;All that I've tried to have&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of wasting time&lt;br /&gt;Looking up to the wrong stars&lt;br /&gt;I do believe in life&lt;br /&gt;And that everything is written&lt;br /&gt;But life is not a book&lt;br /&gt;With pages wide open&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every doubt you face&lt;br /&gt;For every step you take&lt;br /&gt;For choices that you make&lt;br /&gt;Dreams aren't made to be erased&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me true love in my life&lt;br /&gt;A peace for mind&lt;br /&gt;Save me from harm&lt;br /&gt;Pull me back if I ever try to walk away&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me stray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But to stand with you in a ring of fire&lt;br /&gt;I'll forget the days gone by&lt;br /&gt;I'll protect your body and guard your soul&lt;br /&gt;From mirages in your sight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your hopes scatter like a dust across your track&lt;br /&gt;I'll be the moon that shines on your path&lt;br /&gt;The sun may blind our eyes, I'll pray the skies above&lt;br /&gt;For snow to fall on the sahara&lt;br /&gt;If that's the only place where you can leave your doubts&lt;br /&gt;I'll hold you up and be your way out&lt;br /&gt;And if we burn away, I'll pray the skies above&lt;br /&gt;For snow to fall on the sahara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a wish and I will cover your shoulders&lt;br /&gt;With veils of silk and gold&lt;br /&gt;When the shadows come and darken your heart&lt;br /&gt;Leaving you with regrets so cold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veils of mist&lt;br /&gt;Covered kisses&lt;br /&gt;Swear by the moon&lt;br /&gt;I want you&lt;br /&gt;Pearls of steam&lt;br /&gt;And the dance begins&lt;br /&gt;Free the heat&lt;br /&gt;Make us stronger still&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precious hours&lt;br /&gt;Fire's dying down&lt;br /&gt;While the night gives way&lt;br /&gt;To clear morning light&lt;br /&gt;Perfumes grazing&lt;br /&gt;The senses of our soul&lt;br /&gt;A love that's true&lt;br /&gt;Swear by the moon&lt;br /&gt;I'll be here for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I've been gone&lt;br /&gt;Painting lines of destiny on my own&lt;br /&gt;Tasting water from the sea of unknown&lt;br /&gt;Go whenever the wind blows&lt;br /&gt;The winter's here in my soul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some things can't be erased from a paper&lt;br /&gt;Blood cannot be replaced by water&lt;br /&gt;Dreams that I have embraced&lt;br /&gt;Can't cover the trace of my home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you see on my face&lt;br /&gt;Come closer&lt;br /&gt;Love cannot be disgraced by anger&lt;br /&gt;Dreams that I have embraced&lt;br /&gt;Can't cover the trace of my home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn...it's close to 3 a.m and I cannot sleep. Amazingly enough the Online Queen (a.k.a Imma) has disappeared somewhere. She's usually online till 4 a.m but today, she just decides to ditch the comp. So I've no one to accompany me. And so I went through a whole bunch of songs from Anggun. I'd typed out some parts of the lyrics that I love. Unfortunately, a whole bunch of emo stuffz. Yeah, like what do you expect at such late hours ayy? I do not necessarily swear by sad/emo songs but I love how Anggun make sad/emo songs so captivating. Read the whole bunch of lyrics above if you want to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6836917974317325424?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6836917974317325424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6836917974317325424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6836917974317325424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6836917974317325424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/01/poetic-ammo.html' title='Poetic Ammo'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6430722781893315820</id><published>2009-01-24T17:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T17:35:05.011+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rollercoaster Night</title><content type='html'>Last night was pretty bad. I wasn't feeling so well after I came back home from my outing with the cousin. Took a couple of pills after a looonnnnggg hot shower. I really thought I could just make myself stay awake like how I'd usually do after taking those pills. But somehow, yesterday's dosage made me terribly drowsy. Either I took some sorta super-pills or I was really down and out. So yeah, my initial plan to stretch the night longer in front of the comp was busted. Damn, there were just so many pics I'd wanted to upload! Said my goodnights to whoever I was chatting to last night. My head felt so heavy, I couldn't even get myself on my bed and before I knew it, I totally dozed off with my head on my desk. Woke up about an hour later and this time I really had to drag myself to get on my bed. Lights off, had some music plugged in my ears. I thought I'd be totally out till the next morning. But nooooo, I just hadta have a nightmare! I forgot what it's all about but I knew that the whole thing scared me shitless. I remembered jerking up in the middle of the night and STILL feeling drowsy. Wtf. Well, I managed to muster up some strength to turn on the ipod again, just so I won't feel so haunted by the nightmare with some music in my ears (I was listening to Raihan by the way). And what do you knowwww??? I had yet another strange dream! This one had me all the way till the sun is up. One hell of a weird night I had. I'm still feeling some remnants of whatever sickness I had from yesterday...feverish, parched throat. At least I don't feel woozy anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6430722781893315820?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6430722781893315820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6430722781893315820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6430722781893315820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6430722781893315820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/01/rollercoaster-night.html' title='Rollercoaster Night'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-8603521032909368872</id><published>2009-01-23T10:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T11:23:32.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Phase</title><content type='html'>Mum is playing some old school songs by Fauziah Latiff really loud. The thing is, I always hear those songs more prominently being aired on the radio on weekends. So yeah, it sure feels like as if the weekends are already here. Haha! And indeed, it's gonna be a super long weekend coz of chinese new year celebration. Exciting much ayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I surprised myself today by waking up automatically at around eight in the morning. Seriously?! Three weeks ago, I would have never been able to do it. I guess the whole waking-up-at-five-in-the-morning for the past three weeks has drastically altered my bodyclock. Though the first two weeks were really hard to get by, I do think that I am starting to get the hang out of a "structured timetable" all over again. Oddly enough, it made me feel really good. It's like I have something to look forward to every morning. Very much unlike those days when I'd only wake up at around noon (my earliest would be 11 am) and then just let time lull away in complete oblivion during the day before setting myself in for a very long night in front of the comp or what have you. And then the cycle repeats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These past few weeks too, I've been embroiled in some deep thinking. I thought that I could never set my goals straight. Not just focusing on one single aspect, I am talking about my life in general. It's not easy to put a stronghold over the decisions you make. It's definitely tougher to act on them. Whatever decisions you make, they rely too much on the things that are going on around you. And you wonder why you have to make decisions in the first place. It's like when you decide to be a somebody or do something, no matter how much you will yourself to make it happen, something out there are just bound to turn everything upside down. Well, even if it does not totally disrupt the entire framework you've came up with, it will definitely invoke questions within yourself. Lack of conviction, guilt-tripping, obligatory notions, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be tiring to keep explaining yourself. Or for me, I always find it hard to explain anything at all, for I find it difficult to convey my thoughts into meanings. I'd like to think that everything is written. That things can come about through sheer happenstance. But sometimes, I think I will myself too hard to believe in all of my unrealistic ambitions. I scare myself coz I think that I could never afford to make it happen. And then I am afraid of the influences around me. Of things that came upon by chance. Of uncertainties. Sudden changes. Missed opportunites. Practically everything that revolves around the possibilities of disrupting what I've always had in mind. So unpredictable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-8603521032909368872?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/8603521032909368872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=8603521032909368872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8603521032909368872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8603521032909368872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/01/just-phase.html' title='Just A Phase'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-4375803782926880209</id><published>2009-01-18T22:20:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T23:28:46.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random</title><content type='html'>I am trying to think of what to type about. Yet again, I'm coming up with nothing. It's really frustrating. I think I've been doing way too many photo entries that it has somewhat blocked my brain from pouring out words so easily. They say a picture speaks a thousand words. But in my case, a picture only means that my word power is gonna shrink by at least a thousand. Just look at the bombastic amount of pictures I've been uploading! Woe is those picture entries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, let me just think slowly hokay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For one, my mum called in some sorta housekeeper to clean up our house tomorrow. Exactly what I need man. My room's been in a huge mess for so long. It just doesn't help that I've been feeling so unmotivated to clean up my room. There are just too many cluttered stuffz and I really don't know where to start. Think I may need to get rid of a whole bunch of things that I no longer need. Bleahh. I used to make it a point to clean up my room once a week, but that whole routine has somewhat lost its place in my mind. It's not like as though I was feeling lazy or anything. I just felt wayyy too comfortable cooping myself up in my room despite the mess. Hah. So for tomorrow, I just think that it would be good enough if my bookshelf and the space under my bed be cleared. Think I can handle the remaining part of my room on my own. At least I hope I don't forget. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...right...I can't think no more. Sheesh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-4375803782926880209?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/4375803782926880209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=4375803782926880209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4375803782926880209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4375803782926880209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/01/random.html' title='Random'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-8303817930366503351</id><published>2009-01-16T22:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T22:48:36.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Minds</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SXCavqrIBFI/AAAAAAAABOs/8BRpd5ygJSE/s1600-h/printscreen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291899705860031570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 371px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SXCavqrIBFI/AAAAAAAABOs/8BRpd5ygJSE/s400/printscreen1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How funny, Imma and I typed out the same statement simultaneously. Great minds thinks alike ayy. LOL. I'm trying to think of what else to type about. But my mind is screwed. Tomorrow maybe. Bye!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-8303817930366503351?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/8303817930366503351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=8303817930366503351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8303817930366503351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8303817930366503351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/01/great-minds.html' title='Great Minds'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SXCavqrIBFI/AAAAAAAABOs/8BRpd5ygJSE/s72-c/printscreen1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-3118631541791540894</id><published>2009-01-10T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T23:21:34.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5th January 2009: GM + Syidah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SWi6BNL98nI/AAAAAAAABN0/f0p-iPqPhtE/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289682292229141106" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SWi6L-KlPRI/AAAAAAAABOc/E31rc8h3i9Q/s400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SWi7-OU08eI/AAAAAAAABOk/ijzfFy9DWO8/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289684440018383330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 121px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SWi7-OU08eI/AAAAAAAABOk/ijzfFy9DWO8/s400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-3118631541791540894?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/3118631541791540894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=3118631541791540894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3118631541791540894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3118631541791540894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/01/5th-january-2009-gm-syidah.html' title='5th January 2009: GM + Syidah'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SWi6BNL98nI/AAAAAAAABN0/f0p-iPqPhtE/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-5916052639430763</id><published>2009-01-10T13:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T13:51:15.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Update</title><content type='html'>Using my dad's comp now. My comp sux. Somehow the internal organs get so screwed up whenever I open up too many programmes at any one time. Totally need to send it for repair soon man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like I am so missing out on new episodes of a whole bunch of tv series. Damn. I especially wanna continue with 90210 man. I swear that is the bestest tv progg I've ever watched. I thought Gossip Girl was awesome but 90210 is so much better. It has a sorta Sweet Valley feel to it. Not to mention, the girls are awesomely hawtttt. Plus an entire fleet of swoon-worthy cars. OMG. Ok wow, something's not right with me. Pretty girls and hot cars captures my attention. Shouldn't I be looking out for the guys instead? Lol. But seriouly laaaa. I really really dig 90210 even though I was a bit slow to find out about it. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, I've got some new pics to update. From monday's GM plus Syidah outing. Hell yeahh, we actually managed to meet up at the beginning of this year. All five of us. Which is quite an improvement. Considering last year's countless failed attempts to get all five of us to hang out together. It was always a duo (usually me and Imma) or a threesome meetup and the occasional fours, last year. I swear there were times when I felt supremely frustrated coz it's just so impossible to have our schedules to be in sync. Something something just gotta crop up for everyone. Bleahh. So whatever, 2009 has been a good start. Hopefully we can keep it this way. Plus we still have yet to have our picnic at ecp. Very soon yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was spent at One Fullerton with Imma and her dearest &lt;em&gt;Botagged.&lt;/em&gt; Initially I thought that I was gonna be too zonked out from work that I'd probably end up dozing off when I met Imma. But nooo. We took countless shiok sendiri pics using her webcamm. And I looooveee the pic quality mann. It's so nice despite the lack of effects and whatnot. I really thought that time was moving so slow yesterday. In a feel good way that is. We hung out until the comp's batt nearly died out and then made our way to Marina's arcade. The usuals. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighteyy, I'm off to meet my cousin at the lib! Byez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-5916052639430763?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/5916052639430763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=5916052639430763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5916052639430763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5916052639430763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/01/little-update.html' title='A Little Update'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-5580219333406665501</id><published>2009-01-03T22:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T22:41:13.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Custard Jam Biscuits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SV94hbi6OqI/AAAAAAAABNM/MvJbUdkc6Y0/s1600-h/zaca1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287077003281447586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SV94hbi6OqI/AAAAAAAABNM/MvJbUdkc6Y0/s400/zaca1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SV94hNk4-OI/AAAAAAAABNE/FLoDcKX6A5s/s1600-h/zaca2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287076999531657442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SV94hNk4-OI/AAAAAAAABNE/FLoDcKX6A5s/s400/zaca2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SV94g-LjwxI/AAAAAAAABM8/F-_OgiRW1eE/s1600-h/zaca3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287076995398877970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 166px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SV94g-LjwxI/AAAAAAAABM8/F-_OgiRW1eE/s400/zaca3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SV94gSzvEdI/AAAAAAAABM0/3IgIeJM9kGI/s1600-h/zaca4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287076983756231122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 171px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SV94gSzvEdI/AAAAAAAABM0/3IgIeJM9kGI/s400/zaca4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SV94gcs_6DI/AAAAAAAABMs/vz5k3nm6xVc/s1600-h/zaca5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287076986412329010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 303px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SV94gcs_6DI/AAAAAAAABMs/vz5k3nm6xVc/s400/zaca5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-5580219333406665501?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/5580219333406665501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=5580219333406665501&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5580219333406665501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5580219333406665501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/01/custard-jam-biscuits.html' title='Custard Jam Biscuits'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SV94hbi6OqI/AAAAAAAABNM/MvJbUdkc6Y0/s72-c/zaca1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-5218306867408496523</id><published>2009-01-02T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T23:58:22.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapter One</title><content type='html'>I really think that new years should be celebrated with a week-long holiday to go along with it. Just don't make sense to get so hyped up on the eve of NY, only to sober up (get ready for school/work all that jazz) super fast on NY itself and thennnnnn, second day of the new year, it's back to business for everyone. It's just so screwed up. Sheesh. My resolutions for this new year is to fulfill my unfulfilled resolutions of yesteryears. A resolution within a multitude of resolutions. Seems so bleak ayy. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, on the first day of the new year, I headed down to the stadium for my usual jog session. I have to say, I was really impressed! Coz I saw A LOT of new faces. I don't know if they were there just to fill up their holiday or they were there to kickstart their new year's resolution.Though oddly enough, most of the stadium regulars decided to give themselves some sorta well-deserved break coz I saw only a few of them out embracing the tracks on NY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm dreading morning jog tomorrow. Coz I'm gonna have to accompany my cousin to town, so I just have to bring forth my evening jog earlier in the morning. I hope I can wake up mannn. It's been ages since I last stepped out of the house before seven in the morning. Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-5218306867408496523?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/5218306867408496523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=5218306867408496523&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5218306867408496523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5218306867408496523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2009/01/chapter-one.html' title='Chapter One'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-2511802820061771641</id><published>2009-01-01T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T00:02:21.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>From Me To You</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVuXfqHG3vI/AAAAAAAABMk/XoIRzsSZ30E/s1600-h/223408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285985157785247474" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 345px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVt4u-f9dNI/AAAAAAAABMc/bJwwkkUiQIY/s400/032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-1274837528708970521?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/1274837528708970521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=1274837528708970521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1274837528708970521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1274837528708970521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/2008-in-pictures.html' title='2008 In Pictures'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVt1KSjVy8I/AAAAAAAABH8/jZPSJ2hmqwI/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6386270965699476926</id><published>2008-12-30T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T01:58:15.602+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpfk77u7nI/AAAAAAAABG8/Ww68jre8fLM/s1600-h/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285642200840859250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 215px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpfk77u7nI/AAAAAAAABG8/Ww68jre8fLM/s400/01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpfkjVlzFI/AAAAAAAABG0/_ZhMomRG-iI/s1600-h/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285642194238426194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpfkjVlzFI/AAAAAAAABG0/_ZhMomRG-iI/s400/02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpfkdx9h3I/AAAAAAAABGs/K30U_2obbHI/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285642192746809202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpfkdx9h3I/AAAAAAAABGs/K30U_2obbHI/s400/03.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpfkLumS5I/AAAAAAAABGk/4XoQmk9HXGk/s1600-h/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285642187900865426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 115px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpfkLumS5I/AAAAAAAABGk/4XoQmk9HXGk/s400/04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpfj2x0HXI/AAAAAAAABGc/x3MAh4Ko1gU/s1600-h/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285642182277209458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 169px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpfj2x0HXI/AAAAAAAABGc/x3MAh4Ko1gU/s400/05.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpf_yTxnqI/AAAAAAAABHE/w219h7TwE_0/s1600-h/06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285642662113812130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 120px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpf_yTxnqI/AAAAAAAABHE/w219h7TwE_0/s400/06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpgABDINQI/AAAAAAAABHM/--LK0tj_KjE/s1600-h/07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285642666070521090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 124px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpgABDINQI/AAAAAAAABHM/--LK0tj_KjE/s400/07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpgAfF8KTI/AAAAAAAABHU/wbs5VZmxZV4/s1600-h/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285642674135378226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpgAfF8KTI/AAAAAAAABHU/wbs5VZmxZV4/s400/08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6386270965699476926?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6386270965699476926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6386270965699476926&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6386270965699476926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6386270965699476926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/day-out.html' title='Day Out'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVpfk77u7nI/AAAAAAAABG8/Ww68jre8fLM/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-7650391340906517865</id><published>2008-12-28T13:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T13:46:13.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Pointy Hats</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVcSdvBVkEI/AAAAAAAABGU/y8TRNSfn-VI/s1600-h/MSN+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284712989790146626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVcSdvBVkEI/AAAAAAAABGU/y8TRNSfn-VI/s400/MSN+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVcSdfqiMkI/AAAAAAAABGM/C__lDwcOBoQ/s1600-h/MSN+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284712985667973698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVcSdfqiMkI/AAAAAAAABGM/C__lDwcOBoQ/s400/MSN+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVcSdEhsnwI/AAAAAAAABGE/Di7KI9nK3VI/s1600-h/MSN+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284712978383150850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVcSdEhsnwI/AAAAAAAABGE/Di7KI9nK3VI/s400/MSN+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-7650391340906517865?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/7650391340906517865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=7650391340906517865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7650391340906517865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7650391340906517865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-love-pointy-hats.html' title='I Love Pointy Hats'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVcSdvBVkEI/AAAAAAAABGU/y8TRNSfn-VI/s72-c/MSN+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-5183984877885888490</id><published>2008-12-26T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T15:38:29.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Loooveeeee Anggun</title><content type='html'>Damn I'm bored. I'm pretty sure that everyone's enjoying post-christmas sale out there right at this moment. But I can't go out. Coz I'm still stuck with some speech project. To make it worse, just four bus stops away, there's some sale going on at the expo too. So near yet so far. Haha. Anywho, I am officially hooked to Anggun's new album. Right, I know...like what else is new ehh? Best thing is, at least four of the tracks are jog tune worthy. I tried them out yesterday whilst jogging at the stadium and it was supremely perfect. Definitely can't wait for 6pm to come. Then again, I always always wake up in the morning (afternoon actually) only to look forward to 6pm so that I can go out for my jog. I'm sucha no-lifer ehhh? Haaa. Then again, this no-lifer-ness only occurs when I'm doomed to be cooped up at home all day long. With the dreaded school work glaring at my face and the internet which is slowly turning me into less of a human being as the day goes by. Come to think about it, there just don't seems to be anything interesting on the internet lately. Well, everyone is on a holiday break after all. And most tv programmes (at least those that I've religiously been keeping in tabs with anyway) are currently on a standstill due to the hols. But rest assured, come january, I'd be looking forward to new episodes of Gossip Girl, Ugly Betty, Privileged, The Secret Life of The American Teenager etc etc. Other than that, I've nothing else to look forward to. Except for some shopping goods that is due to arrive next week or the week after. That's about it me thinks? I should get on to prepare my new year entry ehhh. Sigh. Feel so lazy mannnn. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-5183984877885888490?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/5183984877885888490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=5183984877885888490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5183984877885888490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5183984877885888490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-loooveeeee-anggun.html' title='I Loooveeeee Anggun'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-8360313832943666739</id><published>2008-12-25T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T22:17:51.799+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ho Ho Ho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVOV9viuB6I/AAAAAAAABF8/cc4FZGOutw0/s1600-h/192112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283731675802372002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVOV9viuB6I/AAAAAAAABF8/cc4FZGOutw0/s400/192112.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://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-8360313832943666739?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/8360313832943666739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=8360313832943666739&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8360313832943666739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8360313832943666739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/ho-ho-ho.html' title='Ho Ho Ho'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVOV9viuB6I/AAAAAAAABF8/cc4FZGOutw0/s72-c/192112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-3790012976936286060</id><published>2008-12-24T23:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:21:43.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Remembrance Of</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJTLIHSvQI/AAAAAAAABFU/uv5xodU_TWo/s1600-h/gingerbread1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283376763480751362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJTLIHSvQI/AAAAAAAABFU/uv5xodU_TWo/s400/gingerbread1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJTKiHV91I/AAAAAAAABFM/iDyoDfsDjPY/s1600-h/gingerbread2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283376753280415570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJTKiHV91I/AAAAAAAABFM/iDyoDfsDjPY/s400/gingerbread2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJTKVhsdwI/AAAAAAAABFE/yyAUBIbHrrc/s1600-h/gingerbread3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283376749901281026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJTKVhsdwI/AAAAAAAABFE/yyAUBIbHrrc/s400/gingerbread3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-3790012976936286060?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/3790012976936286060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=3790012976936286060&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3790012976936286060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3790012976936286060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/in-remembrance-of.html' title='In Remembrance Of'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJTLIHSvQI/AAAAAAAABFU/uv5xodU_TWo/s72-c/gingerbread1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6781266439826817695</id><published>2008-12-24T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T23:53:48.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Partners In Crime</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJahRsvUgI/AAAAAAAABF0/h3QKAeRoAcs/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283384840592249346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 285px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJahRsvUgI/AAAAAAAABF0/h3QKAeRoAcs/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJahAvKReI/AAAAAAAABFs/34NZ1n3KSK4/s1600-h/collage2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283384836039001570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJahAvKReI/AAAAAAAABFs/34NZ1n3KSK4/s400/collage2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJahEtgKfI/AAAAAAAABFk/SDxtmAetRHI/s1600-h/collage3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283384837105789426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 306px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJahEtgKfI/AAAAAAAABFk/SDxtmAetRHI/s400/collage3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJag_e1ZzI/AAAAAAAABFc/8dwOnMVLCP8/s1600-h/collage4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283384835702089522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJag_e1ZzI/AAAAAAAABFc/8dwOnMVLCP8/s400/collage4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6781266439826817695?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6781266439826817695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6781266439826817695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6781266439826817695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6781266439826817695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/partners-in-crime.html' title='Partners In Crime'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SVJahRsvUgI/AAAAAAAABF0/h3QKAeRoAcs/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-2148531152538573234</id><published>2008-12-23T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:25:12.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally...</title><content type='html'>...got my hands on Anggun's Elevation album. Just went through three quarter of the songs in the cd. I have to say, the latest album totally shifted away from Anggun's usual sound. It leans more towards the mainstream kinda tunes. But I love how most of the tracks are rather upbeat and have that uplifting feel to it. The best part is, the song - World, is also in the album. If I'm not wrong it's a soundtrack from a french documentary. I'd been hooked to it ever since the day I came across it on youtube. Downside being, since the CD I got is an Indonesian release, some tracks are given as the bahasa Indonesia version only. Sigh. I so wanna get my hands on the full english album man. Not that I don't like her singing in her native language but the thing is, I'd appreciate it better if she does them as different tracks altogether instead of having the same songs but in different languages.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-2148531152538573234?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/2148531152538573234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=2148531152538573234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2148531152538573234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2148531152538573234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/finally.html' title='Finally...'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-7619100288018123761</id><published>2008-12-22T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T22:48:32.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Three Buskettis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SU-ohkIGE0I/AAAAAAAABEg/Sejv9c4coY0/s1600-h/threeBuskettis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282626182515659586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SU-ohkIGE0I/AAAAAAAABEg/Sejv9c4coY0/s400/threeBuskettis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SU-ohRnM5ZI/AAAAAAAABEY/ncwKV5AT6Z8/s1600-h/buskettis1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282626177545856402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SU-ohRnM5ZI/AAAAAAAABEY/ncwKV5AT6Z8/s400/buskettis1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SU-ohSi-4BI/AAAAAAAABEQ/y8eYFqNkS0s/s1600-h/buskettis2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282626177796595730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SU-ohSi-4BI/AAAAAAAABEQ/y8eYFqNkS0s/s400/buskettis2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SU-ohC4B4mI/AAAAAAAABEI/z_XPLXe-s6c/s1600-h/buskettis3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282626173589906018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SU-ohC4B4mI/AAAAAAAABEI/z_XPLXe-s6c/s400/buskettis3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SU-ohOdFCiI/AAAAAAAABEA/ItgMPCUoM_0/s1600-h/buskettis4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282626176698092066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SU-ohOdFCiI/AAAAAAAABEA/ItgMPCUoM_0/s400/buskettis4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-7619100288018123761?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/7619100288018123761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=7619100288018123761&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7619100288018123761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7619100288018123761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/three-buskettis.html' title='The Three Buskettis'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SU-ohkIGE0I/AAAAAAAABEg/Sejv9c4coY0/s72-c/threeBuskettis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-2482912146568769284</id><published>2008-12-17T20:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:31:36.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomz</title><content type='html'>Someone's gonna get a heart attack soon. D-day tomorrow baybehhh! Then again, it's just N levels. Haha. So yeahhhh, good luck CACA! Kekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to get dad to buy a waffle maker from the supermarket last night. Did a test run this morning. I made use of the pancake batter recipe that I've been using for quite some times now. The outcome is not bad, though it would have been better if the waffle maker could yield a much thicker piece of waffle. Probably gonna make a few more later on, have them topped with vanilla ice-cream and chocolate sauce and maple syrup. Yumsss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to drop by Muzika the other day. Managed to get one of Kerispatih's album. Unfortunately they have yet to stock up on Anggun's Elevation. The latest album is not even in their list yet. Like they only have Luminiscence (which was actually out of stock). So the guy told me to write down the album name on a piece of paper and subsequently told me to call in about a week's time to check for stock and make a reservation. I hope I can get my hands on it before I head for my holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imma complains that everytime she goes out with me, the only activity we ever engage in is eating. Yes, that and the occasional window shopping (being dry off money most of the time, it's impossible to make actual purchases) and then the usual &lt;em&gt;relak one corner&lt;/em&gt; at Starbucks. To be honest, I don't know what else we can actually do whenever we are out. And the thing is, I usually do not eat prior to heading out of the house (coz I woke up late uh). So that usually makes me feel hungry by the time I met up with Imma. Thus, ever so often, the first thing I'd suggest we do is to go &lt;em&gt;makan&lt;/em&gt;. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an entirely different subject, today's jog session is rather uneventful. The wind blows so strong, it is really hard to not slow down while I am jogging. Coz of that I didn't sweat much today. In fact I felt super cold all throughout my runs. Back home, I bailed out on the&lt;em&gt; bodoh&lt;/em&gt; bells again. Argh. It's so hard to have enough self-discipline and it's bad enough that doing arm exercises can get so boring (not to mention, utterly painful too). It's like I cannot really plug in music in my ears coz I would somehow end up losing focus. Need to get back on task man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-2482912146568769284?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/2482912146568769284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=2482912146568769284&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2482912146568769284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2482912146568769284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/randomz.html' title='Randomz'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-5099132198468337276</id><published>2008-12-14T22:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T23:16:15.497+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Bare Necessities</title><content type='html'>I do think that I'm down with a major&lt;em&gt; kambing&lt;/em&gt; overdose. Coz we had &lt;em&gt;kenduri &lt;/em&gt;yesterday, and my mum ordered tons of bonesteak from haig road. Yep, the one which is bloody red. It's so good, I couldn't seems to stop myself from having more servings. To make it worse we had like an entire &lt;em&gt;periuk&lt;/em&gt; of leftovers for today. Altogether, I had like FIVE? Man, that's enough fuel to last me an entire...marathon??? Or like enough to block my heart from funtioning well? Ok no...please. Besides my younger bro totally outdid me, he probably had more than double of whatever I had. Scary much? Yeahh, it better be. This is life-threatening unhealthy. I think I'm gonna have to steer clear from &lt;em&gt;kambings&lt;/em&gt; for quite a long while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's so gloomy today (eh what else is new?). Thankfully it cleared up for a bit at around six in the evening. So, I was able to go out for a jog and further enabling me to let go of the guilt from having too much &lt;em&gt;kambing&lt;/em&gt; in my system. The jog made me feel good. Like fiercely intense but made me feel extremely accomplished for the day. Now, please do not over estimate my level of 'fiercely intense'. It's really nothing. Just one of those days when I feel like I'm going "fast". Which is kinda true for today. Apparently some bottled up issues are wreaking havoc in my brain today. That, ladies and gentlemen, is just my call to get my stash of "womanly-protection" ready coz the crimson tide is obviously heading over to my shores already. It's so easy for me to tell. Kekekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uhhmm...there's something else I wanna talk about. Lemme think...still thinking...STILL thinking...uhmmm...thinking...thinking....OH I GOT IT! You see, I have this habit of looking out of my bedroom windows before I head out for my jog, just to see if there's anyone already at the stadium treading on the tracks. I kept doing this coz there were times when the stadium is out of bounds whenever the S-League is having their match or some training sessions or if there's some sorta events going on at the stadium. The thing is, the stadium do have a schedule of days when it's not available to the public, but I always tend to forget the dates. So I take the easier way out to catch a glimpse for any joggers from my bedroom windows. Ok, that much explained, so lets get on to the next part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, everytime I look out at the direction of the stadium, I am, at the same time facing the block next to mine. The side where the master bedroom is to be exact. Are you starting to get my drift? If not, well let me just say that I've got this inkling that the neighbours from one of the units at the next-door block are probably thinking that I'm snooping to look through their master bedroom windows for whatever-they-think-I-wanna-look-at. When I'm not! It's just that, TWICE I saw the guy coming toward his bedroom window when I looked out. His body language was unmistakable, he was probably thinking that I was trying to snoop through his windows. I reiterate, I'd do no such thing. Seriously. Nowadays whenever I looked out at the stadium, I find that the windows to that unit is always shut. And it's been days, I should say. I must have scared them somehow with my non-existant cheekopek-ness. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehh, but there was one time, when I was just a kid, and my mum saw a woman from the same block in one of the units clad in just her undies. And it WAS NOT at the bedroom mind you. She was standing at the living room. Talking or something? Coz I saw her too you see. Like once my mum walked away from the balcony, I just kept looking. Ooohh! And there was this other incident when me and my family plus some uncles and aunts and cousins were having dinner at the wet market near my place. Peacefully enjoying the stuffz we'd ordered. When suddenly, a deranged woman in her forties, maybe, walked in whislt talking so loudly to herself or "someone". All the while, she was clad only in her skin-coloured undies. Freaky.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-5099132198468337276?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/5099132198468337276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=5099132198468337276&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5099132198468337276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5099132198468337276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/bare-necessities.html' title='The Bare Necessities'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-9153262922671201544</id><published>2008-12-11T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:29:03.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Is This What You Call Abstract Art?</title><content type='html'>Like the song from Regina Spektor entitled Fidelity? I know I do. Heard it from Veronica Mars way back but it took me so long to find the title and the singer of the tune. Now I am hooked. And I've yet to fulfill my iWant desires. Coz judging by the economic slump, I'm gonna have to TRY to be a wee bit more thrifty now. It's like they are gonna fire people from jobs so easily now. I'm rather worried. Thankfully, I've another...three years or so before I'd have to join the workforce. Hopefully things would start looking up by then. That I won't end up jobless or something? Hah! Why all these talks mannnn. Bleah. I'm just worried that's all. Logically speaking, I should be financially independent by now. But, but, but...all the BUTs in the world are never gonna help me measure up. Here I am, still where I was about eight years back. Still having that deep-seated desire to own a pink beemer. Yeah, eight years. That's how long I've been lusting for a BMW. Lemme try to recall when was the first time I fell in love with the car ayy. Letsee...I was incredibly awkward back then in sec school. Lack of social interactions and as a result, all those non-living objects became my muse. I could go on, but it requires too much details. So lets just cut to the chase, uhhmmm...I think it was second year in sec school. Back then kids generally raved about mercs. I should know. Coz I myself never heard of beemers since I was young. Thus it came as a surprise to me when I got immediately attracted to da stallion seating at the school carpark near the foyer at the old school premise. Of course I didn't know it was a beemer. I guess first impression is really that important. It was good-looking, that was all I could ever describe it as. My knowledge of cars? Darn superficial, more like I knew nothing. But as time went by, the love sorta grows. God, this is starting to sound so cheesy. Lol. I'd go on on how my love for beemers developed and all that but then again it's just too superficial. Rather meaningless. But the point is, I want the car just as bad as I'd wanted to lose 50kg. Speaking of the latter, I'm only two-fifth out of the horrid dark tunnel. Twenty kilos down, thirty more to go. I'm still stuck in my ten kilos relapse. And it's been four years. Had it not been for the relapse, I would only need to work through just the remaining two-fifth of my goal. And I could have been more than happy to tell the world that I'd lost thirty kilos. That lasted only a couple of years or so, before I got sucked into the whole junkfood land all over again. Woe is this ten kilos relapse. For four freaking years dammit. I don't know how I could still manage to let myself remain so positive. Like there were at some points when I just wanna give up. But I kept telling myself that I've worked way too hard to let sucha small letdown make me admit defeat. I don't want to end up like suhaimi yusof. I swear the guy was like the best role model when it comes to having a vast amount of determination in his weight-losing mission. Making it public definitely adds on to the pressure. Alas, woe is STILL the bloody fugging relapse. And if you have no control over it, then that's it. I think the lesson that should be taught first and foremost to anybody who wanna lose weight (especially when you are severely overweight), should be the part on how to handle relapses. Seriously. Losing weight is fairly easy but when it comes to tackling a relapse, I have to say, it's a horrible nightmare. Doing what you used to do is just not enough. You gotta do more. But when you are caught in a trance of complacency, HOW DO YOU GET OUT OF IT??? I should consider myself lucky. At least I didn't get myself in too deep. But four years is just too long. It should not have taken that long. Really, it shouldn't. I read somewhere that if you are trapped in a relapse, you should work on stabalizing your load. That means, based on my conclusion, that you should make sure it stay at one point, never letting it increase. I think I'm finally able to grasp hold of that. Obviously it's not enough. My entry does not seems to flow seamlessly. I am very aware of that. But I figure you'd bother to understand some points that means much. If not...well, whatever. I'll do a better one next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-9153262922671201544?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/9153262922671201544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=9153262922671201544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/9153262922671201544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/9153262922671201544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-this-what-you-call-abstract-art.html' title='Is This What You Call Abstract Art?'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-3160663688126053869</id><published>2008-12-10T21:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T22:12:36.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A BOND Like No Other. SPORT IT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/ST_BaYiM5SI/AAAAAAAAA20/kcxALDyZhKE/s1600-h/fourrunners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278149947308172578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/ST_BaYiM5SI/AAAAAAAAA20/kcxALDyZhKE/s400/fourrunners.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The picture was taken right after we completed our Great Eastern Women's 10km run this year. Trying to complete the run was quite an uphill task. This is especially so since our physical fitness activities have been greatly reduced ever since we graduated from pre-university. So you can imagine how 'rusty' we've all become. The event was pretty exciting considering it does not just attract those who are super-fit. In fact, women of all shapes and sizes took part in it. And at one point I could feel some sort of sisterhood pride amongst all the participants. That is, we are there not exactly to compete against each other but also to push ourselves to reach the finishing line together. Much I would like to gloat about my really "fast" timing that I took to complete the run, it turned out otherwise. Like I said, I'd been a little too 'rusty', so my friends and I ended up walking more than we actually ran. Nevertheless, our lacklustre timing in completing the whole 10km is definitely not gonna put us off from taking part in such running events ever again. In fact, it had actually motivated us to take part in the event again come next year. Hopefully we'll be so much more prepared by then!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.womenandsports.sg/"&gt;http://www.womenandsports.sg/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-3160663688126053869?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/3160663688126053869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=3160663688126053869&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3160663688126053869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3160663688126053869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/bond-like-no-other-sport-it.html' title='A BOND Like No Other. SPORT IT!'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/ST_BaYiM5SI/AAAAAAAAA20/kcxALDyZhKE/s72-c/fourrunners.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-3115603540915943494</id><published>2008-12-08T12:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T13:53:21.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Trust My Heart</title><content type='html'>Omg, after making my iWant entry last night, I came across yet another bunch of albums that I may wanna get for myself. Wowww, if only money falls from the sky... Anywho, one of the CDs that I got to know of was Bosson's 2007 release. I swear most of the tracks on the CD are freaking awesome. I really thought that it's strange that I never found out that Bosson had two more albums released after One In A Million.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part of the lyrics of the song which I fell in love with almost immediately - Walking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am walking&lt;br /&gt;In the middle of the street of life&lt;br /&gt;I am searching for&lt;br /&gt;A little sign that's telling me left or right&lt;br /&gt;My head's turning&lt;br /&gt;Although my feet are going straight ahead&lt;br /&gt;I keep missing&lt;br /&gt;If the traffic signs are green or red&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm just walking&lt;br /&gt;Between the things I should and shouldn't do&lt;br /&gt;And it's confusing me&lt;br /&gt;I find it hard to make a choice or two&lt;br /&gt;But it's my way&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't matter where I should belong&lt;br /&gt;I trust my heart&lt;br /&gt;The only way I know I can't go wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The words are just so appropriate especially at this point of my life. When I am still indecisive of what I wanna do with my life. When everything is still pretty much a blur for me. What will I be? What am I gonna do? Most importantly, what do I want? I really should have gotten all these questions answered as I went through my formative years. Unfortunately, what I gained in the number of years to my age, I actually lacked a great deal of wisdom in me. How do I get myself around the bend? I keep asking myself this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the new year bug has hit me a little too early. The thought of having to come up with new resolutions even when the old ones have never been fulfilled. Then again, maybe I don't exactly need a new year's resolution. I dunno... I'd always wondered that if it's possible that this whole tradition of coming up with resolutions every year are just out of the sake of obligation? As well as a redemption of some sort to make up for all of your shortcomings during the course of the year. I figure it would make you feel a lot better to make losing weight as part of your new year's resolution, especially if you've gained a hefty load this year alone. Whether you pull yourself through to get it over and done with is another story altogether. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright man, I'd be better off continuing with these thoughts on some other days just so I won't ruin the celebratory mood. In the meantime, enjoy the chilly weather this holiday. Like catch up on sleep for instance. Hehe. And &lt;em&gt;Selamat Hari Raya Haji&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-3115603540915943494?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/3115603540915943494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=3115603540915943494&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3115603540915943494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3115603540915943494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-trust-my-heart.html' title='I Trust My Heart'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-8019925871034349478</id><published>2008-12-07T20:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T21:22:13.048+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iWant</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Anggun - Elevation&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By right this album would have already been released in Indonesia. I don't know for sure if it has hit the shelves at Muzika.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Britney Spears - Circus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like to think what I've been thinking but I do think that I've fallen in love with Britney all over again. Haha! Seriously, I lost grasp in the whole Britney hype after In The Zone coz her life was a little too much for me to comprehend, and I'd thought her music was very un-Britney. But now that she's somewhat out of the zone (lol!), a whole lot better as it seems, me wanna get the album. Fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Katy Perry - One of The Boys&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She sounds so much like Pink ayy. Rocky. Funky. Awesome video. I know I hafta get her album since the very first time I heard Hot N Cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pink - Funhouse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her tunes from I'm Not Dead never fail to keep me going while I'm out for my jogging sessions. But it's been so long man. I need to update my jog playlist already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kerispatih - I don't know which album&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol. I'd been meaning to get this group's album since like forever. I don't know how many albums they have until now. And I don't know what are their latest stuffz. I just know that they are absolutely terrific ever since I'd heard Akhir Penantian and saw several videos of their performances on Youtube.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-8019925871034349478?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/8019925871034349478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=8019925871034349478&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8019925871034349478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8019925871034349478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/iwant.html' title='iWant'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-7625518756953683920</id><published>2008-12-06T21:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T21:30:22.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imma's Wedding Invite</title><content type='html'>I'd been putting off uploading these pics for so long. Taken on 30th November on Imma's sister's wedding day. There are some other pics in Nurul's camm but the girl is taking forever to send them over. Bleahh. Anyway, the bride looked awesomely pretty and the groom, trust me he may look like &lt;em&gt;someone&lt;/em&gt; you know. &lt;em&gt;Renungkanlah dan sila buat kesimpulan anda sendiri.&lt;/em&gt; Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp835uLW5I/AAAAAAAAA2s/t5o92cawWbk/s1600-h/pengantin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276667213247110034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 310px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp835uLW5I/AAAAAAAAA2s/t5o92cawWbk/s400/pengantin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp8xcojZXI/AAAAAAAAA2k/w4zknzsPip0/s1600-h/foursome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276667102359676274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp8xcojZXI/AAAAAAAAA2k/w4zknzsPip0/s400/foursome.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp8w-m5_VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/3Si9ZWzahYk/s1600-h/zama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276667094299704658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 234px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp8w-m5_VI/AAAAAAAAA2c/3Si9ZWzahYk/s400/zama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp8wiEM6wI/AAAAAAAAA2U/m6B3NX_el34/s1600-h/zahid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276667086637951746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp8wiEM6wI/AAAAAAAAA2U/m6B3NX_el34/s400/zahid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp8wKIjH_I/AAAAAAAAA2M/8l68xhgRBDY/s1600-h/zanu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276667080213733362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp8wKIjH_I/AAAAAAAAA2M/8l68xhgRBDY/s400/zanu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp8v9AYv-I/AAAAAAAAA2E/tE07bd1x8lY/s1600-h/deco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276667076689838050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp8v9AYv-I/AAAAAAAAA2E/tE07bd1x8lY/s400/deco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-7625518756953683920?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/7625518756953683920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=7625518756953683920&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7625518756953683920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7625518756953683920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/12/immas-wedding-invite.html' title='Imma&apos;s Wedding Invite'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/STp835uLW5I/AAAAAAAAA2s/t5o92cawWbk/s72-c/pengantin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-7809399297779569810</id><published>2008-11-29T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T21:26:26.631+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Muscle Pulled</title><content type='html'>I finally made my trip down to the clinic. Reason being, my stomach has been hurting so much and the pain just won't go even after two days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Are you having mestruation now?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Diarrhoea?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Vomitting?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;Doc: Any constipation?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I saw the doc look confused for a bit. Hah. Then he said that it could be some sorta muscle pull. For a brief bimbotic moment, I wondered if there are any muscles at the stomach area. Lol. And when I told him that my workout mostly comprises of jogging and sit-ups, he concluded that the latter must have been the cause of this terrible muscle pull in my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even then I still can't help feeling a teeny-weeny bit doubtful. How can sit-ups strain your stomach much? It's not like I did a lot as compared to my sec school days when I did almost a hundred daily. I'm doing barely half of that nowadays (yes, I've slacked too much), so how could it be so bad ehh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywho, the doc's diagnosis made me feel a wee bit better. Coz prior to the visit to the clinic, I had a whole lot of wild thoughts going through my head. I really thought I was gonna be in for the worse. The thoughts of needles and the operation room kept clouding my head. I was so paranoid &lt;em&gt;lahhh.&lt;/em&gt; Haha. I am hoping that the medicine will help ease the pain and that it will just disappear in a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, it was my dad's birthday on wed (before I got the whole stomach pain thingy). We celebrated it at my workplace and my mum invited some of our close relatives along. Bought a  nuttela cake from polar. I don't quite fancy the cake coz even though the taste was pretty good, the whole hard choc on top of the cake was such a turn off. It made cake cutting and poking of candles so difficult. Bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-7809399297779569810?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/7809399297779569810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=7809399297779569810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7809399297779569810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7809399297779569810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/11/muscle-pulled.html' title='Muscle Pulled'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-1712867937738583386</id><published>2008-11-24T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:58:55.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work, Play, Exercise</title><content type='html'>Wowww, I finally get to make my rounds at the stadium today, after missing out on it for five days straight, no thanks to the gloomy weather. It sure seems like as if everybodyelse must have felt a huge sense of relief - that they could finally get their evening jogs back in motion coz there were more people than usual at the stadium today. Ooohh, I saw Tiger cozying up with the people at the grandstand and he's no longer limping. Awwwhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work has been pretty bumpy. Uhmm yeahh... I got a job already. Four-hours-a-day-five-days-a-week. It is so slack. BUT! My job requires me to deal with food. Hah. I never thought I would ever dabble in the F&amp;amp;B biz as a part timer. But it was too good a deal. Especially for a lazy ass like me who don't wanna have to deal with jobs requiring such long hours. And did I say super SLACK? Yeahhhh. Well, of course the lunch time crowd can get crazy. And I do still have problems communicating with the people. Plus, I get really jittery whenever I have to deal with the cash register. Even then, it's just so slack! Ookayy, not really slack lahhh but I just like to think that it is. Like four hours is just really short so that's why I think that it's so slackerumm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, anywayssss. Amazing race tonight! Dallas is so hawwttttt! I hope the frat bros get booted out. I'd never seen guys sooooo bimbotic like them. SERIOUSLY. Still they are kinda entertaining to watch, though it is really agonizing to watch them trip over the little-st of things. You just feel like thrashing their heads munnnnn. Ha ha. I don't really know who I'm rooting for anymore. The remaining groups are awesummm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm off. Need to print some assignments. Toodlesss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-1712867937738583386?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/1712867937738583386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=1712867937738583386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1712867937738583386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1712867937738583386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/11/work-play-exercise.html' title='Work, Play, Exercise'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-1556364021290559974</id><published>2008-11-22T17:50:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T19:18:01.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fad's Very Belated Birthday Celebration</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Birthday girl with present and an ASSORTMENT of cakes. Creative &lt;em&gt;betol.&lt;/em&gt; LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271421701252297794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfaG6xttEI/AAAAAAAAAyY/4NSzG-6NmMY/s400/P1040765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The destructive duo and Fad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271421706561982434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfaHOjpD-I/AAAAAAAAAyg/99lT3-MR5K4/s400/P1040766.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fad reading the "love letter" from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfaHGJDhMI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LkwpnWlAu4g/s1600-h/P1040768.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271421704302986434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfaHGJDhMI/AAAAAAAAAyw/LkwpnWlAu4g/s400/P1040768.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Imma, Fad &amp;amp; Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfjoPhHzyI/AAAAAAAAA1g/4t62eT7IjZQ/s1600-h/P1040767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271432169360183074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfjoPhHzyI/AAAAAAAAA1g/4t62eT7IjZQ/s400/P1040767.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Make a wish and blow the candle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfaHQxnc9I/AAAAAAAAAy4/VGll4wx7dUo/s1600-h/P1040771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271421707157468114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfaHQxnc9I/AAAAAAAAAy4/VGll4wx7dUo/s400/P1040771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She can finish up two ventis in a matter of minutes. Guard your drinks people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSffDGUJf0I/AAAAAAAAAzI/D07doxcP9N8/s1600-h/P1040775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271427133188177730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSffDGUJf0I/AAAAAAAAAzI/D07doxcP9N8/s400/P1040775.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Second part of the day at Popeye's at the Singapore Flyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSffTyNY93I/AAAAAAAAAzY/zdRdxYcJXZA/s1600-h/P1040777.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271427419848898418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSffTyNY93I/AAAAAAAAAzY/zdRdxYcJXZA/s400/P1040777.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yet again, Fad and the VERY destructive duo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSffTxMuyBI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/uyJIBLVQeYw/s1600-h/P1040776.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271427419577698322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSffTxMuyBI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/uyJIBLVQeYw/s400/P1040776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Carnivore &lt;em&gt;siols&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSffUbSd8aI/AAAAAAAAAzg/EIQWBYYC5tE/s1600-h/P1040778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271427430876049826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSffUbSd8aI/AAAAAAAAAzg/EIQWBYYC5tE/s400/P1040778.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Back at Marina Square after being crazily attacked by flies at the outdoor area at Popeye's. We had a couple of games of daytona. And after which we caught a sesame street showcase. I was never a huge fan of sesame street when I was a kid by the way. Had always preferred Barney. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSffrXopTAI/AAAAAAAAAzo/NQD8biXT-SI/s1600-h/elmo+collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271427825032317954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 292px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSffrXopTAI/AAAAAAAAAzo/NQD8biXT-SI/s400/elmo+collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Third part of the day. Hung out at the newly-opened starbucks at citylink. That was where the destructive duo got a very good view of an incredibly CHEAPSKATE entertainment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfgKZaA89I/AAAAAAAAAzw/upWo4Oi2qoM/s1600-h/P1040785.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271428358083769298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfgKZaA89I/AAAAAAAAAzw/upWo4Oi2qoM/s400/P1040785.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Imma &lt;em&gt;step jambu&lt;/em&gt; as usual. Nurul trying to do whatever Fad's doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfgKS5vNbI/AAAAAAAAAz4/6uV-GwL47rk/s1600-h/P1040789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271428356337776050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfgKS5vNbI/AAAAAAAAAz4/6uV-GwL47rk/s400/P1040789.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; FAD-nex having to face a very difficult customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfgKR1JzzI/AAAAAAAAA0A/o6acfxK_8fk/s1600-h/P1040794.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271428356050112306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfgKR1JzzI/AAAAAAAAA0A/o6acfxK_8fk/s400/P1040794.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; More pictures below...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfg9GaQmmI/AAAAAAAAA0w/PCm1VrizGcM/s1600-h/P1040810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271429229157849698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfg9GaQmmI/AAAAAAAAA0w/PCm1VrizGcM/s400/P1040810.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfg86ehvhI/AAAAAAAAA0o/LkXvLvWiU1c/s1600-h/P1040801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271429225954524690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfg86ehvhI/AAAAAAAAA0o/LkXvLvWiU1c/s400/P1040801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfg8sg3fWI/AAAAAAAAA0g/gOfUl4D4x5A/s1600-h/P1040808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271429222206242146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfg8sg3fWI/AAAAAAAAA0g/gOfUl4D4x5A/s400/P1040808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfg8StdtwI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/t6SIJ330hus/s1600-h/P1040806.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271429215279757058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfg8StdtwI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/t6SIJ330hus/s400/P1040806.jpg" border="0" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfg8WIo8nI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/fEcCkve3wxo/s1600-h/P1040805.jpg" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271429216199045746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfg8WIo8nI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/fEcCkve3wxo/s400/P1040805.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Imma wanna rob Fad off the birthday vouchers we gave her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfhk1Dy2cI/AAAAAAAAA04/bYuTz8mWwbQ/s1600-h/P1040813.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271429911694989762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfhk1Dy2cI/AAAAAAAAA04/bYuTz8mWwbQ/s400/P1040813.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Our present for Fad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfhlOKS-fI/AAAAAAAAA1A/XjpnpZ5sGm0/s1600-h/P1040815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271429918433147378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfhlOKS-fI/AAAAAAAAA1A/XjpnpZ5sGm0/s400/P1040815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...along with this freakish alien we picked up from the &lt;em&gt;longkang&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfhlieC4JI/AAAAAAAAA1I/lQ3EGWuag3M/s1600-h/P1040816.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271429923884687506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfhlieC4JI/AAAAAAAAA1I/lQ3EGWuag3M/s400/P1040816.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; On the way home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfhlrbxq9I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/36RD_NT5r94/s1600-h/P1040819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271429926291090386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfhlrbxq9I/AAAAAAAAA1Q/36RD_NT5r94/s400/P1040819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfhljR4hLI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/fWqEtJcdmKM/s1600-h/P1040823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271429924102112434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfhljR4hLI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/fWqEtJcdmKM/s400/P1040823.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I guess there's more to be said about the whole day's worth of meet-up. Like the amount of glitches that cropped up in trying to make the surprise work. That Nurul and Imma are not exactly good partners in crime. Kekekeke. But it was worth it &lt;em&gt;lahh&lt;/em&gt;. Lotsa cheap thrills and catching up. From being attacked by the flies, to saving our ass from the scrawny lizard on the very low ceiling at the toilet, to coming face to face with weird-ass couples. And of course, my horrid encounter with a very large &lt;em&gt;mondok&lt;/em&gt; near the bustop that I alighted from on my way home. I had to take a bloody long detour coz the &lt;em&gt;mondok&lt;/em&gt; was so slow and was moving in circles. Not exactly 100% GM attendance but I do think that we'll be able to make up for it sometimes soon or perhaps on the 30th for Imma's wedding invite. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-1556364021290559974?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/1556364021290559974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=1556364021290559974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1556364021290559974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1556364021290559974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/11/fads-very-belated-birthday-celebration.html' title='Fad&apos;s Very Belated Birthday Celebration'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SSfaG6xttEI/AAAAAAAAAyY/4NSzG-6NmMY/s72-c/P1040765.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-7514050572832825670</id><published>2008-11-19T19:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T19:49:53.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>The whole Jonestown tragedy keep playing up in my head. It's really incomprehensible. It gets even more eerie that you can find videos of Jim Jones himself speaking -the person responsible for the death of some nine hundred over people. Plus I read a transcript of an audiotape recording, where Jim Jones was trying to convince his followers to commit the suicide revolution. It's just so crazy. I can't believe it happened. It's horrible. And looking at the pictures I found on the net made it even more disturbing for me. I should stop reading about it. I really should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exam tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-7514050572832825670?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/7514050572832825670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=7514050572832825670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7514050572832825670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7514050572832825670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/11/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-4750939232858863044</id><published>2008-11-18T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T00:48:06.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jonestown</title><content type='html'>Youtube-ing, wikipedia-ing and google-ing the horrific massacre sent overwhelming chills down my spine. It's really unbelievable. I only found out about this devastating event through the front page of msn.com, marking the 30th years since the whole tragedy took place in november 18, 1978.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-4750939232858863044?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/4750939232858863044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=4750939232858863044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4750939232858863044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4750939232858863044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/11/jonestown.html' title='Jonestown'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-5857909599698442969</id><published>2008-11-18T00:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T00:39:16.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Problem At Friendster</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;What caused this problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;There was a building-wide power outage at the QTS / Globix data center in Sunnyvale, California, USA where Friendster’s servers are co-located, along with about 50 other customers. As a result, the memory caching of data was affected. Since Friendster has 85 million users, the cache is taking a considerable amount of time to build. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Once the cache has been completely built, all friends will re-appear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;LOL. If only our real life is like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-5857909599698442969?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/5857909599698442969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=5857909599698442969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5857909599698442969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5857909599698442969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/11/problem-at-friendster.html' title='Problem At Friendster'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-5938815962066144817</id><published>2008-11-13T23:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T01:39:19.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Webcamming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxirPuxwqI/AAAAAAAAAwg/DKGGeTFh0sU/s1600-h/174855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268194159213265570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxirPuxwqI/AAAAAAAAAwg/DKGGeTFh0sU/s400/174855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhzKEIynI/AAAAAAAAAwY/ez6-ks7c2sA/s1600-h/pic8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268193195619568242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhzKEIynI/AAAAAAAAAwY/ez6-ks7c2sA/s400/pic8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhy9V2aOI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cRMZyijrItM/s1600-h/pic7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268193192204200162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhy9V2aOI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cRMZyijrItM/s400/pic7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhyqi5b7I/AAAAAAAAAwI/Z6kmc6N6apo/s1600-h/pic6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268193187158650802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhyqi5b7I/AAAAAAAAAwI/Z6kmc6N6apo/s400/pic6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhgtAEj5I/AAAAAAAAAwA/dHDQ9GuoETY/s1600-h/pic5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268192878580240274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhgtAEj5I/AAAAAAAAAwA/dHDQ9GuoETY/s400/pic5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhgcDOmmI/AAAAAAAAAv4/EjEplRF8Qmk/s1600-h/pic4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268192874030078562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhgcDOmmI/AAAAAAAAAv4/EjEplRF8Qmk/s400/pic4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhgMI-RII/AAAAAAAAAvw/2ZyCGcXInO0/s1600-h/pic3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268192869759206530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 307px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhgMI-RII/AAAAAAAAAvw/2ZyCGcXInO0/s400/pic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhf_cnZEI/AAAAAAAAAvo/cm3ILEYAAQk/s1600-h/pic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268192866351932482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhf_cnZEI/AAAAAAAAAvo/cm3ILEYAAQk/s400/pic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhf2jaevI/AAAAAAAAAvg/grSBG6MDBH4/s1600-h/pic1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268192863964527346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxhf2jaevI/AAAAAAAAAvg/grSBG6MDBH4/s400/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxkGTVUREI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/umim0UCMfDo/s1600-h/180146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268195723548312642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxkGTVUREI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/umim0UCMfDo/s400/180146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxkGBzRV5I/AAAAAAAAAyI/m-E_N4oba6g/s1600-h/180013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268195718842111890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxkGBzRV5I/AAAAAAAAAyI/m-E_N4oba6g/s400/180013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxkF2n6YOI/AAAAAAAAAyA/p6bdeH5vmlw/s1600-h/175930.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268195715841679586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxkF2n6YOI/AAAAAAAAAyA/p6bdeH5vmlw/s400/175930.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxkFqbfWVI/AAAAAAAAAx4/9kwOiBlmB4Y/s1600-h/175801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268195712568351058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxkFqbfWVI/AAAAAAAAAx4/9kwOiBlmB4Y/s400/175801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxkFg1b--I/AAAAAAAAAxw/fLy-wgLq378/s1600-h/175757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268195709992827874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxkFg1b--I/AAAAAAAAAxw/fLy-wgLq378/s400/175757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxjbwiqKeI/AAAAAAAAAxo/sX0A3HahiRI/s1600-h/175645.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268194992654526946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxjbwiqKeI/AAAAAAAAAxo/sX0A3HahiRI/s400/175645.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxjbtCAkeI/AAAAAAAAAxg/slxI799nTd8/s1600-h/175534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268194991712276962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxjbtCAkeI/AAAAAAAAAxg/slxI799nTd8/s400/175534.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxjbde3nII/AAAAAAAAAxY/Djkfc28_aKI/s1600-h/175256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268194987538357378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxjbde3nII/AAAAAAAAAxY/Djkfc28_aKI/s400/175256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxjbCm3WOI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/AOHxsqxrdtE/s1600-h/175226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268194980324137186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxjbCm3WOI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/AOHxsqxrdtE/s400/175226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxjaw_oxjI/AAAAAAAAAxI/8sNOY6wAqdc/s1600-h/175209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268194975596201522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxjaw_oxjI/AAAAAAAAAxI/8sNOY6wAqdc/s400/175209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxisIGbMgI/AAAAAAAAAxA/L3M_pTTWqdA/s1600-h/175104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268194174344835586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxisIGbMgI/AAAAAAAAAxA/L3M_pTTWqdA/s400/175104.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxirz6EMHI/AAAAAAAAAw4/yeIMfhgZBV4/s1600-h/175041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268194168924287090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxirz6EMHI/AAAAAAAAAw4/yeIMfhgZBV4/s400/175041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxirQEHQ9I/AAAAAAAAAww/kVPpR9wu-BE/s1600-h/174941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268194159302755282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxirQEHQ9I/AAAAAAAAAww/kVPpR9wu-BE/s400/174941.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxirRLXDoI/AAAAAAAAAwo/04D6Jew7W58/s1600-h/174921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268194159601585794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxirRLXDoI/AAAAAAAAAwo/04D6Jew7W58/s400/174921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are the only few pictures I could afford to sift out, out of the hundred over pictures we took. Yeahhhh, we are kinda CRAZY. And surely those people at starbucks felt the same way too. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-5938815962066144817?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/5938815962066144817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=5938815962066144817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5938815962066144817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5938815962066144817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/11/webcamming.html' title='Webcamming'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRxirPuxwqI/AAAAAAAAAwg/DKGGeTFh0sU/s72-c/174855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-5612913161668172354</id><published>2008-11-11T23:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T00:57:04.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes This Title Box Makes Me Brain Dead</title><content type='html'>What dumb luck... I was so geared up to read a chapter from my text for my latest assignment, only to find out, when I've completed reading THE WHOLE CHAPTER, that I was on the wrong one. Lol. Next time, please read the worksheet carefully ayyy. Just because it's assignment 11, it does not mean that the questions asked are based on chapter 11. Though it has been for the past few assignments I'd done. As in, the assignment number corresponds to the chapter number from my text. It's just that they decided to skip a whole chapter from the book. So chapter 12 was brought forward to assignment 11. So the whole mix-up made me pseudo-hardworking. Rightttttt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what else should I talk about? Hmm...oh yes. The year's coming to an end. Yeah, like so fast man! So I was thinking of embarking on Project De-Clutter-ized. To sort out the clutter of my photo collection to be exact, especially the ones taken this year. Have them backed-up and burned on a cd or upload them on photo servers. So that I can make space for many many more photos to come. Heh. Me think, that me should also consolidate them all and turn in into a blog post with all the photos placed chronologically. Hah. Me and my bombastic plan. I guess putting them according to the dates won't be a problem, but recalling the events is gonna be a bit tough. What more, a whole bunch of the pics are really those mindless &lt;em&gt;shiok-sendiri&lt;/em&gt; types. Kekeke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I finally brought my comp out for a walk. As it turns out the batt life was sucha letdown. But I managed to fool around with the webcam with Imma. And took some &lt;em&gt;bapok &lt;/em&gt;videos. Will post it up...soon? Or maybe someday... One last thing, in celebration of the upcoming festive season, you should head on down to starbucks and drown your sorrows or happiness or whatever emotions with lots and lots of toffee nut frappucino. Or anything toffee nut for that matter. I swear it's so so good!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-5612913161668172354?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/5612913161668172354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=5612913161668172354&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5612913161668172354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5612913161668172354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/11/sometimes-this-title-box-makes-me-brain.html' title='Sometimes This Title Box Makes Me Brain Dead'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-8982736407946327653</id><published>2008-11-08T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T16:02:29.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sixty Percent Attendance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRVHN_TUB9I/AAAAAAAAAvY/KZV3P7zBU14/s1600-h/fadma3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266193644935972818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 317px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRVHN_TUB9I/AAAAAAAAAvY/KZV3P7zBU14/s400/fadma3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRVHNdBz8JI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/v22gb7JW2f8/s1600-h/zama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266193635735761042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRVHNdBz8JI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/v22gb7JW2f8/s400/zama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRVHM-hg2LI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Ha4rCIg1pIE/s1600-h/zafad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266193627547228338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 318px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRVHM-hg2LI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Ha4rCIg1pIE/s400/zafad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRVHMgd4DYI/AAAAAAAAAvA/igXqGbllVu0/s1600-h/fadma2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266193619478908290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRVHMgd4DYI/AAAAAAAAAvA/igXqGbllVu0/s400/fadma2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRVHMVMzSlI/AAAAAAAAAu4/wZS2vr9Hzh4/s1600-h/fadnex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266193616454502994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRVHMVMzSlI/AAAAAAAAAu4/wZS2vr9Hzh4/s400/fadnex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-8982736407946327653?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/8982736407946327653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=8982736407946327653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8982736407946327653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8982736407946327653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/11/sixty-percent-attendance.html' title='Sixty Percent Attendance'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SRVHN_TUB9I/AAAAAAAAAvY/KZV3P7zBU14/s72-c/fadma3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6008368955080176369</id><published>2008-11-05T12:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T22:32:38.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just A Thought</title><content type='html'>Now we know who's the next U.S. president. Not like I've been keeping tabs of all the electoral stuffz. But I was kinda rooting for Sarah Palin ever since Hillary Clinton became sucha letdown. YES! I was hoping a woman would come in power, irregardless of their capabilities. It doesn't make a difference anyway. Coz those who comes into power eventually screws everybody up. It's like the bedrock upon which the political system was formed, and that's how it's been, then and now. For every leader who comes into power, somebody will actually have to suffer some unpredictable consequances. It's a natural political cycle. No leaders can please or appease everyone. It's highly impossible. Plus no leaders can be so perfect either. Which is why, I thought that it doesn't matter who has the better portfolio. As long as a woman is in the running, I'm all supportive. As it turns out, not all women have the mentality that "Because you are a woman so I shall vote for you". I guess it really reflects the amount of level headed-ness women posseses now and that they will not blindly give in to 'sisterhood pride', without weighing the pros and cons of the possible circumstances in the long run. Having the capacity and credibility to make things better actually matters. The colour of your skin or your gender does not exactly draws boundaries either. Still, it would have been really good to have a woman in such a powerful position. Next election perhaps?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6008368955080176369?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6008368955080176369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6008368955080176369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6008368955080176369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6008368955080176369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/11/just-thought.html' title='Just A Thought'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6857054396579573472</id><published>2008-11-01T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T21:27:49.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday Prowlers</title><content type='html'>Saturday morning and I had to wake up so early just to get the financial matters done. Coz I didn't wanna get fined fifty bucks just for some late payments. Seriously man, it's like my term ends in 2011 dammit. So even if iI did delay for just a few days worth of payment, that does not mean I could easily run away from them forever! And then I got so lost looking for the bank at the CBD area. I'd been there many times but it's so impossible for me to remember which-is-where. I even couldn't figure out which exit to get out off, from the MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time I found the bank, it was already closed (saturday's a half day after all). Thankfully, they have the express cheque deposit box. As per usual, I'll never be able to find my way back to the train station after every visits to the bank. So I headed to the usual bustop to get a bus to city hall. But I missed my stop and ended up at bugis, the very first place I dropped down to settle my school stuffs. Damn, I so didn't know there's a direct bus to the bank laaa! Blahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, things started to look up after the whole financial catastrophe (LOL!). Met Imma for the usuals. Lunched at marina square where we feast on naan and masala chicken. Actually it's the second time this week we ate the same thing, though the first time we had the set with tandoori chicken. It's really good hokay. I guess we've gotten over zamzam's murtabak already. So our latest food craze, marina square's naan. Imma suggest that we head on down to serangoon for the real deal, which are yummier and cheaper. Soon? Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went in Times to browse for some mags and after which we walked over to one fullerton. It's been quite awhile since we head over to the merlion. The place now has several new additions. There's gelare and coffee bean, and this tapas eatery thing. But we just made our way towards starbucks as per usual. Java chip frappucino, as per usual. We realized that time passes really slowwwww. So we went on yet another round at marina square after the starbucks break. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6857054396579573472?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6857054396579573472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6857054396579573472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6857054396579573472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6857054396579573472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/11/saturday-prowlers.html' title='Saturday Prowlers'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-9195120509648098006</id><published>2008-10-28T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T22:32:41.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Top 10</title><content type='html'>I did a top 25 before but since I'm kinda pooped and I've got an exam to study for, ten would suffice for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01) Eye Of The Tiger - Survivor (116 play counts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I heard this song being sung a few times on Don't Forget The Lyrics. I didn't quite get the motivational touch to it, lyric-wise. But I started hearing snippets of it better and that was when I got hooked. Searched for it on imeem (which has already been embeded on my Friendster profile for quite awhile now), googled up for the lyrics. This song is the definition of empowerment. And it just so happens that I like tigers. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;02) One Night In Bangkok - Murray Head (33 play counts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I finally got this track without the sickening long-winded intro. Thanks to Class 95's Old Skool compilation CD that I chanced upon (and eventually bought) from HMV. I still love this tune. I can't seems to get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;03) Livin' On A Prayer - Bon Jovi (25 play counts)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember when I made an entry about this particular song? Of how it sounded all the same despite being performed on different years, when I saw them on youtube? Really good stuff and completely unforgettable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;04) Change [Vinnie Jones Intro] - Joss Stone (22 play counts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This track still made it tops on my list. It will remain so for many more years to come, I should think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05) Something That I Already Know - Backstreet Boys (17 play counts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I am STILL a huge fan of BSB. And they've got a really strong staying power, not to mention their latest stuffs are far better than before. Oh and this song along with a few others made it tops in my previous list and it is somehow the only track from the group to make it in my list this time. Coz I think I played all the other tracks so many times and I eventually got sick and tired of them. But not this one as it seems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;06) Pedih - Awie (14 play counts)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWIEEEE!!! Ok stop it. LOL. Uhhmm, I don't really know why this song is here. I'm very certain I played Tragedi Oktober more than I played this. So it's kinda baffling. But I love this song anyhoos. Jiwangs yo. Ahakz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07) Alone - Heart (14 play counts)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my previous list, I remembered saying that I prefer Celine Dion's rendition of this song. But then I eventually got ahold of the one by Heart. And I fell in love with it too. Can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08) Viva La Vida - Coldplay (13 play counts)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intro to this song reminds me so much of Children from Robert Miles. There's a new age vibe to it, though I've yet to allow myself understand the lyrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09) I'm Alive - Celine Dion (12 play counts)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Righttttt, I love this song but I didn't realize I played it a lot. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) I'll Be Alright - Anggun (11 play counts)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All-time favourite. But once I get my hands on Anggun's new album, it could be a different story altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about it. Even then, I do think that this list lack the conviction coz the amount of play counts is just too little, except for Eye Of The Tiger that is. I'll work on reviving the rest of the songs on my ipod. My ipod is after all, going through a recovery stage ever since the virus attack. And maybe I should place some sorta minimum requiremet? Like at least fifty and above play counts, before I can really consider them tops? Yeah, I do think that would be much better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-9195120509648098006?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/9195120509648098006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=9195120509648098006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/9195120509648098006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/9195120509648098006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-top-10.html' title='My Top 10'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-1002343211301741580</id><published>2008-10-27T20:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T20:06:44.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Taking Screenshots</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to figure out how to take screenshots since quite awhile. Googled for some tutorials. So here's my test run...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQWuFVXqs3I/AAAAAAAAAt8/25Fh6HYQ06s/s1600-h/Untitled6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261803146311283570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQWuFVXqs3I/AAAAAAAAAt8/25Fh6HYQ06s/s400/Untitled6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQWuFClgaSI/AAAAAAAAAt0/wN3ubracnQQ/s1600-h/Untitled4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261803141269055778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQWuFClgaSI/AAAAAAAAAt0/wN3ubracnQQ/s400/Untitled4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQWuE5jpS_I/AAAAAAAAAts/IZVWZUWffiA/s1600-h/Untitled3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261803138845330418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQWuE5jpS_I/AAAAAAAAAts/IZVWZUWffiA/s400/Untitled3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQWuE_uvyiI/AAAAAAAAAtk/JKqzC71fdB4/s1600-h/Untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261803140502506018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQWuE_uvyiI/AAAAAAAAAtk/JKqzC71fdB4/s400/Untitled2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQWuErW0ukI/AAAAAAAAAtc/trIekuYCU5g/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261803135033457218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQWuErW0ukI/AAAAAAAAAtc/trIekuYCU5g/s400/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-1002343211301741580?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/1002343211301741580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=1002343211301741580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1002343211301741580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1002343211301741580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-taking-screenshots.html' title='On Taking Screenshots'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQWuFVXqs3I/AAAAAAAAAt8/25Fh6HYQ06s/s72-c/Untitled6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-1075556142462286159</id><published>2008-10-27T15:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T15:32:17.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Great Eastern Women 10KM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVo7dRTY8I/AAAAAAAAAss/YAbpz4WAN9k/s1600-h/fourrunners.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261727110331065282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 361px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVo7dRTY8I/AAAAAAAAAss/YAbpz4WAN9k/s400/fourrunners.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVo7pwq0AI/AAAAAAAAAtE/EnUB1_HXik4/s1600-h/zama.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261727113683849218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVo7pwq0AI/AAAAAAAAAtE/EnUB1_HXik4/s400/zama.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVo7mZZ21I/AAAAAAAAAs8/JOmVoIOw6mI/s1600-h/mefad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261727112780962642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 308px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVo7mZZ21I/AAAAAAAAAs8/JOmVoIOw6mI/s400/mefad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVo7UNa2vI/AAAAAAAAAs0/yAMMrOX7u1k/s1600-h/fourrunners2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261727107898858226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVo7UNa2vI/AAAAAAAAAs0/yAMMrOX7u1k/s400/fourrunners2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVo8NuX8TI/AAAAAAAAAtM/ZRAkYVdkTw0/s1600-h/randoms.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261727123337900338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVo8NuX8TI/AAAAAAAAAtM/ZRAkYVdkTw0/s400/randoms.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I really prefer the 10km route for Standard Chartered's run. GE's a bit too blahhh. It was damn tiring anyway. I got home feeling extra extra lethargic but managed to head over to my uncle's open house in the evening. And believe it or not, I went to bed before 10pm last night. I was THAT tired man. Haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and if you are in the mood for 4D, these are our "lucky" numbers. I think Fad's should be the luckiest considering she put in the extra effort to remain first - from the bottom. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVq5fxCwqI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Ozdk_OU---g/s1600-h/runtags.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261729275664581282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 312px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVq5fxCwqI/AAAAAAAAAtU/Ozdk_OU---g/s400/runtags.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-1075556142462286159?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/1075556142462286159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=1075556142462286159&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1075556142462286159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/1075556142462286159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-eastern-women-10km.html' title='Great Eastern Women 10KM'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQVo7dRTY8I/AAAAAAAAAss/YAbpz4WAN9k/s72-c/fourrunners.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-4106120975940692356</id><published>2008-10-24T20:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T21:10:51.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Tiger</title><content type='html'>I'm not much of an animal lover but there's this cat that always hangs out at bedok stadium, which had caught my attention since quite awhile. I nicknamed him Tiger partly because he's one fierce cat. There was once when I saw him crouching really low at the field, waiting intently to pounce on the birds that were sorta "mingling" amongst themselves. Another time I saw him practically jumped really high to pounce on a bird. He managed to bite at the bird but he landed on the field, spitting out just a mouthful of feathers. LOL. Fierce much right? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just that today I saw him while I was out for a jog in the evening. And that's rather weird coz Tiger only make his appearances at the stadium in the morning. Plus he didn't come from near the outdoor grandstand, as that's usually his entry point. He came in from the side of the stadium, walking along the sheltered grandstand. I didn't see it clearly at first, but as he was making his way down towards the bottom of the grandstand, I saw him limping. And he looked kinda sadddd. Something bad must have happened to him ayy. Or he probably had one jump too many, that it must have hurt his hind legs. Poor Tigerrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has nothing to do with Tiger or cats for that matter. I found it while googling for a pink nissan murano. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQHIRfmcxxI/AAAAAAAAAr8/X_smSLUwVQc/s1600-h/2fast2furious-s2000pink01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260706042611549970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQHIRfmcxxI/AAAAAAAAAr8/X_smSLUwVQc/s400/2fast2furious-s2000pink01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-4106120975940692356?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/4106120975940692356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=4106120975940692356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4106120975940692356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4106120975940692356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/poor-tiger.html' title='Poor Tiger'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SQHIRfmcxxI/AAAAAAAAAr8/X_smSLUwVQc/s72-c/2fast2furious-s2000pink01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-8019935907037050498</id><published>2008-10-23T21:10:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T22:11:03.005+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anggun</title><content type='html'>I spent the whole day scouring the internet for Anggun's latest tunes coz the the new album will only reach the asia market in december. Not exactly a futile search. I found tons of blogs linking to a whole lot of her tunes. The catch? A whole bunch of these websites, made a disclaimer stating that the songs are meant for personal preview. Some even made a side note to encourage the 'real fans' to buy her original stuffz. Whilst the rest are super protective of their idol, they totally disabled the right-click function on the song links. WOWWWW. How cool is it to have fans who are super protective of your work that they would go to such lengths to make sure that people do not keep ripping off your music as and when they like for free, and not to mention, illegally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would wholeheartedly support the move, if only the songs aren't so inaccesible in sg. Damn. It sure doesn't help when I found out that there was a limited edition version of Luminiscence which features a couple of songs that I love. And obviously I wasn't able to get my hands on that album coz they only churn out 3000 copies and probably have them sold in France only. The latest album also has a limited edition version which I won't be able to get my hands on either. I checked amazon.com, they are not in stock (and even then, I don't understand why some CDs are steeply priced on that website).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I can only count on the album to be released in asia by december, of which I can be positively sure is just the one comprising tunes in English and Bahasa Indonesia. And none in French. Ergh. Not that I understand French but when it comes to Anggun, I have to listen to her tunes in all three languages. It's more complete that way. I dunno how to explain but that's just how it is. Maybe Anggun should just package her albums in ALL THREE LANGUAGES and sell them all across the globe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-8019935907037050498?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/8019935907037050498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=8019935907037050498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8019935907037050498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8019935907037050498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/anggun.html' title='Anggun'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-8712065021733870328</id><published>2008-10-22T03:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T03:49:22.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Deadline</title><content type='html'>I realized I hadn't been listening to the radio in a very long time. Coz I am at this very moment. And I felt a wave of nostalgia overwhelming me. It's like playing all those songs that I used to listen to on weekend evenings during my sec school days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I stopped listening to the radio ever since I got my first mp3 player. Of which I kept coming up with millions of playlists, or I'd just keep abusing the same song/album on loop. And then when I got the ipod, I got totally carried away watching videos. Plus, the large storage space on ipod only meant that I had an extensive amount of songs from an eclectic range of genres to choose from. I ditched my sony radio until the battery in the remote started oozing out "juice", and is now dead. Damn, I still remember those days when I turned on the radio all throughout the night. It was really my life back then. Wtf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am now totally stuck on my project. Dammit. And I shot down my own deadline. How convenient. Damn damn damn. It's like doing PW all over again mannnn. And I totally hate it. Yeah, why do I ALWAYS feel miserable whenever I have to do something so academic ehh? I still cannot figure out. Maybe I'd feel better not having to study anymore and counting on myself to save up a year's worth of salary just to get that hawwwtttt handbag. I won't even be able to smell my pink beemer. Yeah right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why do I seem to be ONLY motivated by the material perks of life? SERIOUSLY?!?!?! Does owning an entire museum of luxury stuffz constitute happiness in MY encyclopedia??? At this point, YES. But in the long run? I definitely need to back up my future livelihood with something more meaningful. Not just whims and fancies that always always ends up going out of season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok wowwww. It's been ages since I blogged like this. I think so. Do you see how much this project has muddled up my head! Bleah. I guess I'd be better off going to bed. To hell with the bloody deadline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-8712065021733870328?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/8712065021733870328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=8712065021733870328&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8712065021733870328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8712065021733870328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/stupid-deadline.html' title='Stupid Deadline'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-7245539918560446053</id><published>2008-10-17T21:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T21:56:32.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258118818008855890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SPiXNM429VI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZTh1RclRaLw/s400/P1040605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SPiXNwwFvLI/AAAAAAAAArw/gJfQxzuLGes/s1600-h/P1040607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258118827635752114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SPiXNwwFvLI/AAAAAAAAArw/gJfQxzuLGes/s400/P1040607.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Instant pizza base - spicy sausages - crunchy capsicums - prawns - squids - black olives.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-7245539918560446053?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/7245539918560446053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=7245539918560446053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7245539918560446053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7245539918560446053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/dinner.html' title='Dinner'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SPiXNM429VI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZTh1RclRaLw/s72-c/P1040605.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-5578454736352069002</id><published>2008-10-16T23:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T23:57:21.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet Another Short Entry</title><content type='html'>I sat for the exam and SURVIVED. It wasn't so hard actually. It's just that, I totally forgot how absolutely suffocating being in an examination room can be. I hope I can at least pass the paper. That aside, I've got a project to complete and yet another exam scheduled on the 30th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Imma after the exam. She need to get her hair fixed. And after which we did the usuals. Raffles City - City Link - Marina Square - Suntec City. Will never get sick and tired of that routine. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the 16th today. Barely ten days to the 10km run. I hope it won't be so chilly on that morning. I really cannot run in that condition coz it tend to make my stomach squirm. As it is I cannot bear going for jogs early in the morning. I'd always preferred running in the evening.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-5578454736352069002?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/5578454736352069002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=5578454736352069002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5578454736352069002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5578454736352069002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/yet-another-short-entry.html' title='Yet Another Short Entry'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-8032411632275900091</id><published>2008-10-15T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T21:57:49.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Commercial Break</title><content type='html'>I always feel miserable whenever I have to study. Why? Why ehh? Anyway, there's yet another tv series to look forward to. If you are a fan of Gossip Girl, I think you'll love Privileged too. I've watched the first few episodes and I kinda like it. Plus, like GG, it is also adapted from a teen book series by Zoey Dean. I forgot the title of the book though. Uhh ok, break time's over. Bleah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-8032411632275900091?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/8032411632275900091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=8032411632275900091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8032411632275900091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/8032411632275900091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/commercial-break.html' title='Commercial Break'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-7597159831926504122</id><published>2008-10-12T21:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T22:27:31.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Get In The Loop</title><content type='html'>Tomorrow's gonna be the airing of an epic episode of Gossip Girl. Coz Serena's gonna fight Blair back and that is sooo gonna be exciting. But heck, I do think that every single episode of GG are epics anyway. Except for, perhaps, the first few episodes of season 2. Seriously, Lord Marcus and the Duchess are two of the most bizzare and unnecessary characters to start the second season. They came and they went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least when they introduced Georgina Sparks in the final few episodes of season 1, it was something worth anticipating. What with the double (bitchy) identity Georgina picked up, just to get back at Serena. Ohh, and is it just me or is Blair lesser of a meano in the new season? She's like overly perky in season 2. I really think I prefer her character wayy better in the first season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new season of Amazing Race is up and running too! To make it better, channel 5 airs the show the same time as it is being aired in the US. Though it starts sooo early in the morning. 8 am I think? But who cares. It's not like as though I have school to get to early in the morning. I can just wake up at 8 to catch the show and then go back to bed. And maybe wake up around noon to get my assignments over and done with. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like I'm on a roll, catching on with all these entertainment stuffz. Coz there was a period of time when I couldn't be bothered to keep myself in the loop with all the latest tv shows. And life was pretty bleak then. I didn't know watching tv can be therapeutic and super enriching. I should have known better. It sorta opens up your window (really wide) to the world, that's why. Though some may think that tv does more harm than good. Uhh, at this point in time, I'd like to think otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So other than the tv, I have been trying my best to update myself with the latest tunes. Made some improvements. But I still prefer to revert my ears to the tunes from the 80s and 90s. And even oldies. Somehow, those tunes will forever have that 'feel good' vibe to it. And of course, I can actually live through the day playing Anggun on repeat. Seriously. On that note, her latest album is coming out sooonnn! I-am-so-excited! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point in time, I already have several albums stuffed into my ipod. Those stuffz that I wasn't much inclined to listen to back then. I thought I might as well catch on with the hype that Jason Mraz have caused. Really good earworms, I have to say. But he sound so much like Jack Johnson. I gave up Jack Johnson after a really short while coz the songs are too laid back and slowy and kinda melancholy at times. No chance telling when I'll give up JM eh. I guess I can endure BSB's sappy pop/rock ballad or even Bon Jovi's slow tunes. Their's brings about a deep effect. Extremely heart-tugging, I tell ya. I'll save JM and JJ for rainy days though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One final note, I've got my exam scheduled for this coming Thursday. That's it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-7597159831926504122?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/7597159831926504122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=7597159831926504122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7597159831926504122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/7597159831926504122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/get-in-loop.html' title='Get In The Loop'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-951784296049304142</id><published>2008-10-10T23:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T00:09:09.659+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randoms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SO95YeImDKI/AAAAAAAAArg/kB7ZgPWmTCY/s1600-h/P1040585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255552751477591202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SO95YeImDKI/AAAAAAAAArg/kB7ZgPWmTCY/s400/P1040585.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just came back from a sushi outing with my couz. Caught sight of the stuffz on my desk, and I kinda like how those stuffz that I randomly placed on it matched my tech stuffz. All red. The hairband, the latest issue of Reader's Digest and the sappy compilation of Love Songs CD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SO95YXM-iJI/AAAAAAAAArY/yJ8tWrbeW0Y/s1600-h/P1040582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255552749616924818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SO95YXM-iJI/AAAAAAAAArY/yJ8tWrbeW0Y/s400/P1040582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is probably one-tenth of the food that we ate at Hei Sushi. We ate tons! Couldn't be bothered to take so many pics coz we're really enjoying the food. Anyway, I really love the potato croqette (spell?), the one on the black plate. It's potato fritters with crispy coating drizzled with some sorta sweet sauce. I would down ten servings if I could but usually you'd get that&lt;em&gt; muak&lt;/em&gt; feeling after just two plates. 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOw1cKobPeI/AAAAAAAAAqw/0SD-JFc7RzE/s400/P1040515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We don our traditional clothes. Played with the kids. Ate tons of food. Took lotsa pics. I'm really out of words, just enjoy the visuals yo. Ohhh, and I put the pic of the baby right on top. She's soooo adorable. The third and fourth pic is her sister. Aliya &amp;amp; Aisyah (spell?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-3304559553343744109?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/3304559553343744109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=3304559553343744109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3304559553343744109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3304559553343744109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/trooping-in.html' title='Trooping In'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOw1FaPbaQI/AAAAAAAAApw/ki0ZCfCGyDs/s72-c/P1040530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-2799679601653145442</id><published>2008-10-08T11:52:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T12:13:03.575+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Killing Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwv9cxfQ1I/AAAAAAAAAnw/k1wx9sZFdE8/s1600-h/170815.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627597976814418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwv9cxfQ1I/AAAAAAAAAnw/k1wx9sZFdE8/s400/170815.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwv9hWUNJI/AAAAAAAAAn4/eM8CmUnRtBk/s1600-h/171433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627599205020818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwv9hWUNJI/AAAAAAAAAn4/eM8CmUnRtBk/s400/171433.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwv9q6CCkI/AAAAAAAAAoA/lzcFOZJ89ZA/s1600-h/172847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627601770744386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwv9q6CCkI/AAAAAAAAAoA/lzcFOZJ89ZA/s400/172847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvwk8AJvI/AAAAAAAAAnI/u87dy0eBoHc/s1600-h/164429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627376830097138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvwk8AJvI/AAAAAAAAAnI/u87dy0eBoHc/s400/164429.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvwmRD-FI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/_QleuvYoVck/s1600-h/164544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627377186863186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvwmRD-FI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/_QleuvYoVck/s400/164544.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvwvNZ9jI/AAAAAAAAAnY/HhT3CVlRrQc/s1600-h/164612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627379587446322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvwvNZ9jI/AAAAAAAAAnY/HhT3CVlRrQc/s400/164612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvw7iSA3I/AAAAAAAAAng/NU5mNiO8Iyc/s1600-h/165424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627382896231282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvw7iSA3I/AAAAAAAAAng/NU5mNiO8Iyc/s400/165424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvxN2pkHI/AAAAAAAAAno/DpOeKiTgaCQ/s1600-h/165926.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627387813498994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvxN2pkHI/AAAAAAAAAno/DpOeKiTgaCQ/s400/165926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvdSi4f3I/AAAAAAAAAmg/ehaT8t5jW9A/s1600-h/164152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627045475385202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvdSi4f3I/AAAAAAAAAmg/ehaT8t5jW9A/s400/164152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvdXf1MSI/AAAAAAAAAmo/AkJT8TpW2oo/s1600-h/164226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627046804762914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvdXf1MSI/AAAAAAAAAmo/AkJT8TpW2oo/s400/164226.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvdc-OsCI/AAAAAAAAAmw/MnKLWKeIf-A/s1600-h/164245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627048274440226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvdc-OsCI/AAAAAAAAAmw/MnKLWKeIf-A/s400/164245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvdbyLz6I/AAAAAAAAAm4/6kuPK8tW3LE/s1600-h/164314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627047955484578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvdbyLz6I/AAAAAAAAAm4/6kuPK8tW3LE/s400/164314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvdvP_kBI/AAAAAAAAAnA/SKwpfstVyFU/s1600-h/164356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254627053180784658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvdvP_kBI/AAAAAAAAAnA/SKwpfstVyFU/s400/164356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvJl3dyZI/AAAAAAAAAl4/XVBg2Lpjud0/s1600-h/163518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254626707064605074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvJl3dyZI/AAAAAAAAAl4/XVBg2Lpjud0/s400/163518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvJu_dodI/AAAAAAAAAmA/5dEJD-umOgo/s1600-h/163551.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254626709514068434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvJu_dodI/AAAAAAAAAmA/5dEJD-umOgo/s400/163551.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvJmPNdhI/AAAAAAAAAmI/khz5pBrMbqo/s1600-h/163732.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254626707164198418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvJmPNdhI/AAAAAAAAAmI/khz5pBrMbqo/s400/163732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvJ3f_2RI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/I-ynQTfulZc/s1600-h/164120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254626711798012178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvJ3f_2RI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/I-ynQTfulZc/s400/164120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvJ8e-QfI/AAAAAAAAAmY/6yWT3qa4-Hw/s1600-h/164136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254626713135890930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwvJ8e-QfI/AAAAAAAAAmY/6yWT3qa4-Hw/s400/164136.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwuxDLVk6I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/KijobOn8_x8/s1600-h/163222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254626285435851682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwuxDLVk6I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/KijobOn8_x8/s400/163222.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwuxLGKJOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/meR0T7GjhD4/s1600-h/163245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254626287561614562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwuxLGKJOI/AAAAAAAAAlY/meR0T7GjhD4/s400/163245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwuxaV6WuI/AAAAAAAAAlg/BD4CSEkiJSs/s1600-h/163314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254626291654220514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwuxaV6WuI/AAAAAAAAAlg/BD4CSEkiJSs/s400/163314.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwuxY7uuII/AAAAAAAAAlo/iGFzijEyNcw/s1600-h/163400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254626291275970690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwuxY7uuII/AAAAAAAAAlo/iGFzijEyNcw/s400/163400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwuxfKDJMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/8NXDKpdNchc/s1600-h/163416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254626292946642114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwuxfKDJMI/AAAAAAAAAlw/8NXDKpdNchc/s400/163416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cousin came earlier for the open house held on saturday. Had a lot of time to kill since the guests only came in at around evening. So we killed it off fooling around with the webcam stuffz. I found out that my webcam can record videos using strange voices. Kids, depression, munchkins, funny accents, etc. And I especially loovee the female to male voice. &lt;em&gt;Bapok rabak siols.&lt;/em&gt; Lol. It's just too bad that my webcam produces lousy picture quality. Bleahhh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-2799679601653145442?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/2799679601653145442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=2799679601653145442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2799679601653145442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2799679601653145442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/killing-time.html' title='Killing Time'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SOwv9cxfQ1I/AAAAAAAAAnw/k1wx9sZFdE8/s72-c/170815.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-2506679906820069343</id><published>2008-10-08T00:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:19:44.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revamped</title><content type='html'>Yay! I finally got around to revamp my blog layout. I quite like the whole theme and I shall work on my profile and pic later on in the morning coz it's past midnight already. Rayer pics coming up soon. Stay tuned!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-2506679906820069343?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/2506679906820069343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=2506679906820069343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2506679906820069343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2506679906820069343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/10/revamped.html' title='Revamped'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-4581913961629017055</id><published>2008-09-29T23:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T23:33:05.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JB</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODypCXfWSI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/p6tu23Ka8Dg/s1600-h/P1040446.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251463952337951010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODypCXfWSI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/p6tu23Ka8Dg/s400/P1040446.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODypS3QOuI/AAAAAAAAAjY/OffNu9fDJ0s/s1600-h/P1040444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251463956766145250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODypS3QOuI/AAAAAAAAAjY/OffNu9fDJ0s/s400/P1040444.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My cousin and bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODypei5DMI/AAAAAAAAAjg/EoJwFPy9MMU/s1600-h/P1040449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251463959901965506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODypei5DMI/AAAAAAAAAjg/EoJwFPy9MMU/s400/P1040449.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Couz and aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODyp6b4-jI/AAAAAAAAAjo/0WFGS24dYYw/s1600-h/P1040450.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251463967388793394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODyp6b4-jI/AAAAAAAAAjo/0WFGS24dYYw/s400/P1040450.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mum with the super friendly salesgirl from Lavinia at Kotaraya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODyqCgJrzI/AAAAAAAAAjw/3k9OEp5pCKs/s1600-h/P1040452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251463969554149170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODyqCgJrzI/AAAAAAAAAjw/3k9OEp5pCKs/s400/P1040452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me and couz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzC4VVZcI/AAAAAAAAAj4/kV9YwjOSC90/s1600-h/P1040454.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251464396321154498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzC4VVZcI/AAAAAAAAAj4/kV9YwjOSC90/s400/P1040454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;Muka cartoon seyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzDJBQzgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/lBULtVu0Zg0/s1600-h/P1040456.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251464400800370178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzDJBQzgI/AAAAAAAAAkA/lBULtVu0Zg0/s400/P1040456.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzDfMKOcI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Ud8Dx9Pqkyk/s1600-h/P1040457.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251464406751656386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzDfMKOcI/AAAAAAAAAkI/Ud8Dx9Pqkyk/s400/P1040457.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzDjQDCRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/blP1rfzfAc0/s1600-h/P1040475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251464407841704210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzDjQDCRI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/blP1rfzfAc0/s400/P1040475.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzD14Cb8I/AAAAAAAAAkY/p8-tucjGqBU/s1600-h/P1040482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251464412841275330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzD14Cb8I/AAAAAAAAAkY/p8-tucjGqBU/s400/P1040482.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzrOn3vkI/AAAAAAAAAkg/w1RqgKNMk0A/s1600-h/P1040495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251465089499250242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzrOn3vkI/AAAAAAAAAkg/w1RqgKNMk0A/s400/P1040495.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; While waiting to break fast...the guys...from left, my bro, uncle and two cousins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzreFE9OI/AAAAAAAAAko/tzb7zzLgD4M/s1600-h/P1040498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251465093648282850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzreFE9OI/AAAAAAAAAko/tzb7zzLgD4M/s400/P1040498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My mum and aunts. And the cousin. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzr6-bXMI/AAAAAAAAAkw/vb-kDZdFVhc/s1600-h/P1040499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251465101405019330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzr6-bXMI/AAAAAAAAAkw/vb-kDZdFVhc/s400/P1040499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Some of the food we ordered...satay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzsEsk4iI/AAAAAAAAAk4/UThBO8vUSSc/s1600-h/P1040500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251465104014500386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzsEsk4iI/AAAAAAAAAk4/UThBO8vUSSc/s400/P1040500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Keropok lekor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzslSHhGI/AAAAAAAAAlA/2XEk7EUgj5U/s1600-h/P1040507.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251465112761893986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODzslSHhGI/AAAAAAAAAlA/2XEk7EUgj5U/s400/P1040507.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Yeahhh. That's quite a large amount of food just for break fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-4581913961629017055?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/4581913961629017055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=4581913961629017055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4581913961629017055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/4581913961629017055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/09/jb.html' title='JB'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UlAlXrNNq6s/SODypCXfWSI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/p6tu23Ka8Dg/s72-c/P1040446.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-5735546566554878273</id><published>2008-09-26T23:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T23:23:37.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peanut Butter Cookies</title><content type='html'>I finally got around to do some baking. Plain peanut butter cookies. The result was pretty a-ok. It was a rather simple recipe anyway. But the amount of sugar in the cookies are absolutely crazy. If I'm gonna bake another batch, I'd probably have to half the quantity of sugar from its original recipe. Next up, peanut butter chocolate cookies (yess, I'm going on a peanut butter overdrive this season) and snickerdoodles. Oh, I'm gonna be heading for a second trip to JB one of these days before raya. Very exciting arhh. Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-5735546566554878273?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/5735546566554878273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=5735546566554878273&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5735546566554878273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/5735546566554878273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/09/peanut-butter-cookies.html' title='Peanut Butter Cookies'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-3812736034724457207</id><published>2008-09-23T21:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T21:40:46.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pre-Festivities</title><content type='html'>OMG, I am so tired. Just came back from JB awhile ago. We broke our fast at the parking lot of my block, whilst unloading our loot from my uncle's car. Haha. I have to say, the array of goods they have at JB is hardly exhaustive. And somehow the atmosphere is far better, as compared to the bazzar at geylang. I thought I would have all the energy to comb through the whole shopping place, unfortunately, I kept yawning away once we reached there. Felt supremely lethargic. And the colourful drinks they have on roadside stalls are bloody tempting mannnn. I tried to look for my raya outfit there. I TRIED. It's a futile attempt, sadly. The one and only outfit I got so attracted to had mismatched sizings. The top is a size L, which fit me nicely, the bottom is a size M, which threatened to burst at its seams when I triedto tug it down my thighs. Aww mann, it's like the prettiest of the whole freaking lot and I couldn't buy it. Argghhh. Raided the sushi counter at Giant next. I am very certain that me and my bro piled high the goodies on the plate. A hell lot of them. But as it turns out, it's actually VERY little. Sucha waste. Should have doubled the quantity. I managed to get my mum to buy a case of those rolled jellies which I really looovee. We mostly spend on crackers and frozen foodstuffs and there were some donuts and gums and magazines (cheap!). ALL THAT cost me to missed out on the delivery of my online-shopping goodies. So I'm gonna have to call the post office to request for a re-delivery. Blahhhh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-3812736034724457207?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/3812736034724457207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=3812736034724457207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3812736034724457207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/3812736034724457207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/09/pre-festivities.html' title='Pre-Festivities'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-6867184156410934</id><published>2008-09-21T05:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T06:27:05.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluid Speed</title><content type='html'>Everyday for &lt;em&gt;sahur&lt;/em&gt;, I gotta battle my way into finishing up a 500ml bottle of water. It's a battle, coz I'd always feel like puking my guts out after sucessfully downing the entire content. And feeling so bloated after that. If not for being very paranoid (of not being able to survive without having substantial amount of fluid in my body), I wouldn't bother. Plus my lips gets so cracked and dried so easily, the only two lip balms I've got are utterly useless. One's on the verge of a nervous breakdown, the other is watermelon. So what if that does not make sense..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, I watched with great curiosity, those cones dotting the first lane at the main road. It could be anything. Late night construction work etc etc. But I just hadta conclude that it was a speed trap, seeing that nearly all the vehicles slowed down when approaching the takeoff line. I don't know where the takeoff line is to be exact. I'm just guessing it's the point near the taffic light. Where speed demons pile up on their gear power and letting their cars give out that incredibly high-pitched shriek just to prove their prowess. Close enough to allow anybody living on the 25th floor about 800m away to hear them that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, so I watched with much amusement as all the vehicles slowed down upon reaching the area with those cone barricades. I even managed to capture them on video but thanks to my camm's lacklustre quality, there's really nothing much to show. Just the darkness and moving lights, as in headlights. Why am I so keen into believing that it's a speed trap? Coz lately those loud shrill coming from the speed demons whizzing past the main road has not only gotten unbearable, but it has somehow increased, making its guest appearance almost everyday. I'd like to think some irate residents have made a complaint or something. Then there are times when I wish that I could actually witness those superpowers make a double flip right before my eyes. Speed trap or not, I don't know for sure. I woke up for &lt;em&gt;sahur&lt;/em&gt; only to see that the cone barricades had already been removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course getting my mind so meddled up with what's going on, on the road, ended up in me getting the weirdest dream ever. I dreamt of a massive roadblock at my neighbourhood area. Coz there was some important events going on. Or something...? Ayy, like what event could be supremely important in the heartland ehhh? They made use of ropes to cordon the roads from any incoming vehicles. Yes, ROPES. What the hell. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-6867184156410934?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/6867184156410934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=6867184156410934&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6867184156410934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/6867184156410934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/09/fluid-speed.html' title='Fluid Speed'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-390108891064343650</id><published>2008-09-19T10:04:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T10:58:24.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If You Bother To Read My Blog That Is</title><content type='html'>Staying up late last night to study the internal organs of the computer was epic madness. Why would I wanna bother myself with all the tech details ayy? As long as I can gain access to all my favourite websites and download Gossip Girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh speaking of GG, it took me so bloody long to get the latest episode downloaded. I believe the whole world was trying to get their hands on the latest one. I used to be able to have it up and running in less than half a day. Sucha drag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was I? Ahh yes, tech details and all the stuffz that I'm supposed to understand which is really really redundant. Though I can understand where they are coming from. I mean the whole complications of setting up the internal organs and having them fine-tuned to its optimal glory. All the codes and stuffs were mind-boggling! I guess, it's only appropriate that the rest of mankind gain a reasonable amount of understanding. A leverage of some sort. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, having to pore through the whole chapter and knowing that I'm gonna be tested on all the technical jargons, is hardly understandable. I learn and I shall forget. So what's the point?! At least the next chapter won't kill me so bad. So I'm making that my motivation to get rid of the current dreadful topic I'm on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on, I can't believe that the second half season for The Secret Life of The American Teenager would only be aired next year! That is such a freaking long waiting time man. I like the show despite the very predictable themes it revolves around. Teen pregnancy, boy-girl relationship, friendship woes. And the mandatory male jackass and bitchy teen girl characters that has always been the staple for most tv shows revolving around a school-ish setup. Even then, it pales in comparison to Gossip Girl. GG will always be the ultimate moral destruction phenomenon. Despite it all, I'm in love with it. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, I was finally able to meet up with Ting on wednesday after so long. We headed to TSC at the airport. There's like 600 over items to choose from and yet I ended up choosing the most disgusting of the lot. Noodle soup with hotdog?! Tastless form of instant noodles. I love the milk tea though, and the thick toast topped with peanut butter and condensed milk. For all that simplistic fare, 10% service charge wasn't fitting. We had to write our orders on our own anyway. Still it was good being able to catch up with Ting after so bloody long. Not that you read my blog but thanks for the Adidas bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come sunday, I'll be meeting up with Has to break fast at Madjack. Woweee, I'd been wanting to go there since like forever! Plus it's been quite awhile since I'd met Has also. A bit of catching up, tons of unhealthy food. Ironically, my diet tend to hit rock bottom during the fasting month. Not that it bothers me much anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-390108891064343650?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/390108891064343650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=390108891064343650&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/390108891064343650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/390108891064343650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/09/if-you-bother-to-read-my-blog-that-is.html' title='If You Bother To Read My Blog That Is'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5892333772472666681.post-2460367194119666265</id><published>2008-09-18T00:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T00:43:26.899+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG</title><content type='html'>OMG, I just sent out invites to my ENTIRE email address book to join Twitter. That includes the person I liased with for my edu bank loan, and the school's academic consultant. You don't do that hokay. Not under any circumstances do you make random invites. Especially not to those who should be rendered a different set of protocol altogether. OMG, I'm such a bubble head.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5892333772472666681-2460367194119666265?l=tentatively-none.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/feeds/2460367194119666265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5892333772472666681&amp;postID=2460367194119666265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2460367194119666265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5892333772472666681/posts/default/2460367194119666265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tentatively-none.blogspot.com/2008/09/omg.html' title='OMG'/><author><name>tentativelynone</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05095872503928661906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
