<?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-7646347101331126857</id><updated>2011-07-07T19:29:26.055-07:00</updated><category term='glooooooooooooooooomyyyy'/><category term='love is in the drain'/><title type='text'>Metamorphosis</title><subtitle type='html'>I Do The Right Thing. At The Right Time.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>the.girl.that.LOL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00615344313406797317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SmXk5MhnhbI/AAAAAAAAADE/YScQXIrISeU/s1600-R/m_8e9268675ed8424fa310d2cc7cb3fc10.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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was another team using the stage, we're still determined to wait until they finish almost 10pm..&lt;br /&gt;so...all of us criuzly damn tired..but we still have the spirit to practice..cuz the competition is tomorrow.. shish! time is running out...!&lt;br /&gt;izzy( the director ) which is the main actor too...ask me to replace him as the director..&lt;br /&gt;at first i was hesitating but with his mumbling and all the nagging..i cant say much..&lt;br /&gt;just do what he says..&lt;br /&gt;so...i am the director, the narrator and handling the PA system that night..&lt;br /&gt;good GOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rite...moving on..&lt;br /&gt;at first..i didnt manage to be a 'director' but then again..&lt;br /&gt;slowly....i learn the rythm..it's not that hard..we just have to have the emotion and feel the script..and be in the story..&lt;br /&gt;so.. the practice went just ok...but..&lt;br /&gt;shockingly..when the actual day...&lt;br /&gt;OMG...criuzly...everything just unexpected..&lt;br /&gt;they did superbly superb..&lt;br /&gt;good job guys!!! i really am proud of you!!&lt;br /&gt;if we manage to go to the final..i...i..&lt;br /&gt;GOD!! i am thunderstruck!&lt;br /&gt;ouh yea...thnx to mr.reza...&lt;br /&gt;for everything..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7646347101331126857-1497174620084861012?l=locojester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/feeds/1497174620084861012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/08/proud-of-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/1497174620084861012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/1497174620084861012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/08/proud-of-em.html' title='proud of &apos;em'/><author><name>the.girl.that.LOL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00615344313406797317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SmXk5MhnhbI/AAAAAAAAADE/YScQXIrISeU/s1600-R/m_8e9268675ed8424fa310d2cc7cb3fc10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646347101331126857.post-5242921836370170558</id><published>2009-07-26T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T11:26:26.419-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love is in the drain'/><title type='text'>boys are blockhead but Undeniably they are adorable</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i don't care if you talk to other girls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i don't care if you're friends with other girls too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But when you're sitting next to me, and some random girl walks into the room and you jump up and tackle her, without even introducing me, yeah, it pisses &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; off.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It doesn't help if you sit there and talk to her for ten minutes without even acknowledging the fact that I’m still there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i don't care if a girl calls OR TEXTS you&lt;/span&gt;, but at 2 in the morning i do get a little concerned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nothing is that important at 2 am that it &lt;strong&gt;can't wait till the morning.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Also, when i tell you you're handsome or cute or adorable or smells good,​ &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;i freaking mean it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't tell me I’m wrong.I’ll stop trying to convince you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The hottest thing about a guy is &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;confidence&lt;/span&gt; and the way &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you brought your self up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah, you can quote me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;You don't have to get dressed up for me.If we're going out in the first place, you don't have to feel the need to wear the expensive shirt you have or put on every kind of jeans you own.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i like you for who you are and not what you are.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Honestly, i think a guy looks more attractive when he's just in his shorts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Or he's tshirt and boxers, not all dolled up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't take everything i say seriously.Sarcasm is a beautiful thing. See the beauty in it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Don't get angry easily.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stop using ​internet as your best buddy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't talk about how hot Dolly Parton , Jessica Alba, or Angelina Jolie is in front of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's boring, and i don't care. You have internet or your friends for that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever happened to the word “gorgeous” or “beautiful”I'd be utterly stunned by a guy who greeted me with "Hey beautiful!" instead of "Hey baby/​stud/​cutie/​sexy"​ or whatever else you can think of.On the other hand I'm not saying I wouldn't like it either ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I cannot stress this enough&lt;br /&gt;Girls, if you aren't being treated right by a guy, don't wait for him to change!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ditch his sorry butt, and find &lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;someone who will treat you with utter respect. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Someone who will honor your morals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Someone who will make you smile when you're at your lowest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Someone who will care for you even when you make mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Someone who will love you, no matter how bad you make them feel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Someone who will stop what they're doing just to look you in the eyes....and say "&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; love you&lt;/span&gt;" ..and actually mean it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7646347101331126857-5242921836370170558?l=locojester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/feeds/5242921836370170558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/07/boys-are-blockhead-but-undeniably-they.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/5242921836370170558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/5242921836370170558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/07/boys-are-blockhead-but-undeniably-they.html' title='boys are blockhead but Undeniably they are adorable'/><author><name>the.girl.that.LOL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00615344313406797317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SmXk5MhnhbI/AAAAAAAAADE/YScQXIrISeU/s1600-R/m_8e9268675ed8424fa310d2cc7cb3fc10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646347101331126857.post-6228371228255242812</id><published>2009-07-25T03:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T10:06:16.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='glooooooooooooooooomyyyy'/><title type='text'>muse...</title><content type='html'>i just don't understand what are my problems..i don't seem to have any problems, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;until&lt;/span&gt; ...just now i just unpacked my bag and..&lt;br /&gt;believe it or not...it's been a week i do not touch books nor do any readings...&lt;br /&gt;and now i still have the feeling not to touch the books..perhaps i'm allergic to it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night, i overheard my parents talking in the living room.their voices are very low...very very low..seems like they are hiding something from me..obviously!&lt;br /&gt;i crept up to my door to hear them better..&lt;br /&gt;" we'll see first her result ,then..we decide..ok?" ayah said to umi..&lt;br /&gt;later, umi reply.." yeah, i think it is all becoming too much for her.."&lt;br /&gt;after i overheard their small talk..my heart dropped with dread..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i come to a decission to continue my study in matriculation..&lt;br /&gt;i told 'em that if and only if i failed in matriculation then i agree to go to MSU..&lt;br /&gt;well it's very long story and i've cut it short..&lt;br /&gt;right..so i'm in deep dilemma..and i stick to the phrase..'practice what u preach'..&lt;br /&gt;cuz i really don't know what i want.. and right now..&lt;br /&gt;everything just mix around here n there..sad..anger..confused..happy..urgh..&lt;br /&gt;kill me now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7646347101331126857-6228371228255242812?l=locojester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/feeds/6228371228255242812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/07/muse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/6228371228255242812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/6228371228255242812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/07/muse.html' title='muse...'/><author><name>the.girl.that.LOL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00615344313406797317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SmXk5MhnhbI/AAAAAAAAADE/YScQXIrISeU/s1600-R/m_8e9268675ed8424fa310d2cc7cb3fc10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646347101331126857.post-8127217092189074966</id><published>2009-07-19T03:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T08:19:41.259-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cherish your GF</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SmXWREWklVI/AAAAAAAAACc/YGk8AafVB8Y/s1600-h/m_a8e35a37d4161283a4b6ad82fdf5e8c4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 170px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 57px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360926520168977746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SmXWREWklVI/AAAAAAAAACc/YGk8AafVB8Y/s320/m_a8e35a37d4161283a4b6ad82fdf5e8c4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; in the picture from left; ika, far, a friend, cha and me. this picture was taken when we skip school =p ngeh ngeh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i really miz my friends. it's been 5 months we didn't hang out...every and each of us are so busy with colleges and Uni...eventhough i'm having my mid-sem break but most of 'em are not..~~sigh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;friends are evrything..without 'em i am nothing..they are my soul and my rythm..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7646347101331126857-8127217092189074966?l=locojester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/feeds/8127217092189074966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/07/cherish-your-gf.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/8127217092189074966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/8127217092189074966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/07/cherish-your-gf.html' title='cherish your GF'/><author><name>the.girl.that.LOL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00615344313406797317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SmXk5MhnhbI/AAAAAAAAADE/YScQXIrISeU/s1600-R/m_8e9268675ed8424fa310d2cc7cb3fc10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SmXWREWklVI/AAAAAAAAACc/YGk8AafVB8Y/s72-c/m_a8e35a37d4161283a4b6ad82fdf5e8c4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646347101331126857.post-6538784465938250748</id><published>2009-07-14T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T20:40:14.269-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to hell the UPS</title><content type='html'>pardon me for my late update..&lt;br /&gt;very...VERY...veeeeryy bz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;define UPS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U - Ujian&lt;br /&gt;P - Pertengahan&lt;br /&gt;S  - Semester&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's only a test! why do i have to be like a psychotic juggling over the books? why oh why?&lt;br /&gt;oh well...to hell the UPS..i did try my best and if and only if i failed...i already know :D&lt;br /&gt;i'm holding on tight to ayah's advice..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayah : do not study to the max...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i said...OF COURSE I WONT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayah is the best :D&lt;br /&gt;well today is biology, the last paper and it was tough...but i did answer all the questions!&lt;br /&gt;hooray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to be home...&lt;br /&gt;after all the struggling and hardwork..it's the best for me to relax now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7646347101331126857-6538784465938250748?l=locojester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/feeds/6538784465938250748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-hell-ups.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/6538784465938250748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/6538784465938250748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-hell-ups.html' title='to hell the UPS'/><author><name>the.girl.that.LOL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00615344313406797317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SmXk5MhnhbI/AAAAAAAAADE/YScQXIrISeU/s1600-R/m_8e9268675ed8424fa310d2cc7cb3fc10.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646347101331126857.post-2359289840934519146</id><published>2009-06-06T08:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T21:03:26.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'>say; LOVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/Sin5fKjLcfI/AAAAAAAAABk/-7YZSefge00/s1600-h/reza+hot.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344076746654970354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/Sin5fKjLcfI/AAAAAAAAABk/-7YZSefge00/s320/reza+hot.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SinXmVh6AtI/AAAAAAAAAA4/HD6AR5-R_Z0/s1600-h/reza+hot.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Let me introduce you to our two fine-looking hero :D&lt;br /&gt;the guy with the glasses is Ah Kai ( my crush )..LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;and the guy with the batik is Mr.Reza ( my ehem ) bahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;c'mon.. he's my supervisor a.k.a my lecturer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;right mr. reza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;this picture was taken when mr.reza overheard our conversation about Ah Kai leaving KMM...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SinRKWjlHiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZeQqlikqHO0/s1600-h/DSCN0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344032408635514402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SinRKWjlHiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZeQqlikqHO0/s320/DSCN0707.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SinRKWjlHiI/AAAAAAAAAAw/ZeQqlikqHO0/s1600-h/DSCN0707.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;centre&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;my new friends...they are the best friend ever..or should i say..&lt;br /&gt;you guys ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this picture was taken when we had farewell party for Ah Kai&lt;br /&gt;( bottom; third from the left )&lt;br /&gt;on 5th july 2009.&lt;br /&gt;he receive an offer letter from JPA and he's leaving to Ireland..of course in medicine. Congrats Ah Kai..we are so proud of you.. :D&lt;br /&gt;the farewell party started around 3 p.m and ends at 5.30 p.m...it was really fun hanging out with them but at the same time the party was gloomy...Ah Kai means a lot to me...in a good way for sure. He helps me in study and also lend me his shoulder when i feel really miserable..he is the best guy friend so far in KMM.. sob sob sob... i'll pray for your success Ah Kai..we hope you will remember us forever.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344428925113186866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/Sis5ypixujI/AAAAAAAAAB0/qmemFZEd9R4/s320/DSCN0674.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;in this picture, Ah Kai was surrounded by so called ANGELS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LOL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;hurm...well..&lt;br /&gt;i suppose to be at my home sweet home at this very moment..sadly my dad had something to settle in Perak.. i really am homesick right now..i can't go back to bangi next week either because next week is the election day..what a life man! like it or not...VOTE FOR THE BEST and think wise.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7646347101331126857-2359289840934519146?l=locojester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/feeds/2359289840934519146/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/06/say-love.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/2359289840934519146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/2359289840934519146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/06/say-love.html' title='say; LOVE'/><author><name>the.girl.that.LOL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00615344313406797317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SmXk5MhnhbI/AAAAAAAAADE/YScQXIrISeU/s1600-R/m_8e9268675ed8424fa310d2cc7cb3fc10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/Sin5fKjLcfI/AAAAAAAAABk/-7YZSefge00/s72-c/reza+hot.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7646347101331126857.post-7645697933703989773</id><published>2009-06-04T00:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T21:58:35.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joys Of College Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;Once the student makes a final decision, a new phase of the college process begins. Suddenly, all the uncertainty that marked the preceding months is over, replaced by the need to get ready for college life. Whether you are the top student in your school or just an ordinary student, it does not matter when you take your first step into college. Everyone is equal when they are in college. We learn new things and we get to know new friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;11th may 2009, the date that will remain with me forever. The girl that has brought up in a very close family is now leaving away...far far away from home.I am leaving to Malacca!!!! urgh..so far.. Eventhough ayah said that," come on, it just 45 minutes from your house." BUT STILL, i am not ready for this so called college life. No matter how hard i tried to convince ayah that i am absolutely sure matriculation a.k.a college is so not for me..ayah insist me to further my studies here in KMM.hurm...malacca..how's the weather? how's the people there? will they be my friends? all stinky thoughts came across my mind at that time..hold on! is there any such place as cinema there?perhaps just a small mall for me to distress or just to have some window shopping? oh NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#333399;"&gt;SIGH~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;well, i am here now..in Malacca Matriculation College&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/Sin2wZ_y3KI/AAAAAAAAABc/nS3tzIxXifA/s1600-h/DSC00170.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344073744324418722" style="WIDTH: 124px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/Sin2wZ_y3KI/AAAAAAAAABc/nS3tzIxXifA/s320/DSC00170.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;how can i describe KMM without offending anyone :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;haha..i can't simply write what i want cause Mr.reza said..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;ah...never mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;ok..here in KMM..life is DARN difficult...oppsy..i dont have any other words to describe my life here. heeee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;i had to do the laundry..pressing all my baju kurung..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;and most important is..i had to find my own breakfast, brunch, lunch, dinner and supper...LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;Back at my home..all food are well prepared by umi..my lovely, dearest umi...I LOVE YOU UMI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;i remember the first week i'm in KMM..the orientation week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;GOD..please help me here..that week was so EXHAUSTED!! i had to wake up at 4 a.m just to hustle over the shower..if i am late for just a minute..then it would turn out to be like michael jackson's concert..ROFL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;that week.. all i could remember is..i just had some bread for my breakfast..and...bread for my lunch and bread for my dinner..bread...bread..bread..long live bread! thnx to Gardenia :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;hurm...we had some activities...that i would say..erm good for the students here but kindda boring for me. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;let me cut this story short...bla bla bla..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;18th may 2009,the first day of lecture.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;my first class is Biology in Lecture Hall 2. thank god that my roommate..mieza(not a real name) :P have the same practicum with me..YEAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;bio class...i thought for the first week of class we do not have to do any reading, listening and writing. My thoughts are 100% wrong..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;as i entered the bio class..the lecturer came in with her lovely pink baju kurung..(sorry, i can't really remember her name).she smiled at us and took a piece of paper and started to write..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;"CELL IS A BASIC UNIT OF LIFE"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;LOL..well, welcome to college life..do not expect or asking too much..learn how to manage your time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;it's been a month i'm here...all the stinky thoughts and all the complaining blew away...and now, my heart..my mind welcomes the new me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7646347101331126857-7645697933703989773?l=locojester.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/feeds/7645697933703989773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/06/joys-of-college-life.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/7645697933703989773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7646347101331126857/posts/default/7645697933703989773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://locojester.blogspot.com/2009/06/joys-of-college-life.html' title='The Joys Of College Life'/><author><name>the.girl.that.LOL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00615344313406797317</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/SmXk5MhnhbI/AAAAAAAAADE/YScQXIrISeU/s1600-R/m_8e9268675ed8424fa310d2cc7cb3fc10.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_h1sfQlBIv3o/Sin2wZ_y3KI/AAAAAAAAABc/nS3tzIxXifA/s72-c/DSC00170.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
