<?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-16619205</id><updated>2011-12-03T00:17:05.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Devaginazation</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>238</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-2874747948599726865</id><published>2007-01-07T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T10:48:38.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Saturday</title><content type='html'>Such an early Saturday morning I had...&lt;br /&gt;I was in school by 8.15am for some motivational talk for the sports in TP.&lt;br /&gt;Sat beside Dyana &amp; Izz.&lt;br /&gt;And continued from yesterday's craziness,&lt;br /&gt;I got high.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning both of them jadi my sasaran.&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;But it was more of Izz.&lt;br /&gt;But then I stopped cause I got tired and I slept.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I slept almost throughout the entire talk which ends at 10pm+.&lt;br /&gt;I dunno laah.&lt;br /&gt;One minute high,&lt;br /&gt;One minute low.&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;Brought along the sweets from LA and gave the TPSC.&lt;br /&gt;They love the colourful lollipops.&lt;br /&gt;I love it too.&lt;br /&gt;Nice actually.&lt;br /&gt;The refreshments were aite.&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time eating siew mai (correct sp I hope).&lt;br /&gt;And because the plate given were so tiny (the size used to eat for example, a slice or 2 of birthday cakes),&lt;br /&gt;I had 4 plates of the bee hoon.&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps.&lt;br /&gt;I was THAT hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the talk,&lt;br /&gt;I waited at the bus stop with Dyana until 3pm&lt;br /&gt;to teman her.&lt;br /&gt;Then I went home to change and pack my bag for panjat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to go bowling&lt;br /&gt;but we went to Mount Faber to climb instead.&lt;br /&gt;He wore his new top,&lt;br /&gt; the longsleeve one he bought from Topshop on Tuesday,&lt;br /&gt; which he layered with a brown short sleeve top.&lt;br /&gt;Plus,&lt;br /&gt;he used another bag.&lt;br /&gt;And I wore my new black Levis shirt&lt;br /&gt; which is long enough (for me) to be a tunic&lt;br /&gt; which I layered with a black long sleeve top beneath.&lt;br /&gt; Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Plus my new black jeans.&lt;br /&gt;And I finally changed from my shoulder bag to my Italy sling bag.&lt;br /&gt;So basically,&lt;br /&gt;it just feels brand new.&lt;br /&gt;Like my whole outfit and his.&lt;br /&gt;I also dunno how to describe.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever laah. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took 65.&lt;br /&gt;Super sleepy so I slept....&lt;br /&gt;On his shoulder. Hehs~&lt;br /&gt;By the time we reach there,&lt;br /&gt;quite later than usual uh,&lt;br /&gt;around 6.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't climb much uh.&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps he's tired from the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for me,&lt;br /&gt;today was the tiredest day this week, by far&lt;br /&gt;cause I didn't climb this whole week except today and Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;He gave routes that are actually alright uh.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to complete one of the routes given by Khai that Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Weeee.... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless,&lt;br /&gt;I enjoyed his company today.&lt;br /&gt;It's relaxing uh, in a way.&lt;br /&gt;Talkings and teasing in between climbings and whatnots.&lt;br /&gt;We left around 8pm+ and took our own sweet time to bathe.&lt;br /&gt;And when I came out of the toilet and reached the benches area,&lt;br /&gt;Bo Go Ship Da from Korean Drama Stairway To Heaven was playing via the loudspeaker.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh...&lt;br /&gt;So nice..&lt;br /&gt;Then about a minute later,&lt;br /&gt;he came out.&lt;br /&gt;Macam romantic gitu seh.&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;=p Hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 65 to go Harbourfront Centre&lt;br /&gt;but decided to go Vivo to eat at Banquet instead.&lt;br /&gt;Quite a lot of people uh due to the fact that it's Saturday night.&lt;br /&gt;I ordered Bee Hoon Tom Yam and he got himself Laksa.&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, I tells you uh.&lt;br /&gt;The Bee Hoon Tom Yam is super damn spicy laaah can!&lt;br /&gt;Plus it's hot.&lt;br /&gt;So that makes it even uneatable sia!&lt;br /&gt;I had to eat the thing with ice.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, a cup of ice which cost me 50cents.&lt;br /&gt;Since when did a cup of ice cost so much&lt;br /&gt;and since when a whole cup of bandung cost $1.50.&lt;br /&gt;That's too much man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to finish the whole bowl.&lt;br /&gt;Even he said it was too spicy to be eaten.&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr...&lt;br /&gt;$4.50 wasted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took 65 from Harbourfront Interchange.&lt;br /&gt;In the bus,&lt;br /&gt;I finally remembered to give him what I bought for him in LA.&lt;br /&gt;A cigarette casing or if he wants to used it for his cards also can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Picture230.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Picture230.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Picture230.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Picture230.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Picture231.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Picture231.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Picture231.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Picture231.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice laah the pattern can!&lt;br /&gt;One the back side,&lt;br /&gt;because it's just empty plain surface,&lt;br /&gt;it can double as a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe..&lt;br /&gt;I also want laah sia.&lt;br /&gt;Grrr..&lt;br /&gt;Regretted not buying for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice day out and iMah likes it. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-2874747948599726865?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/2874747948599726865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=2874747948599726865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/2874747948599726865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/2874747948599726865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-saturday.html' title='My Saturday'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-6744488654716985911</id><published>2007-01-04T12:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T13:02:05.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it</title><content type='html'>Good luck to me today.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been awake since 1am&lt;br /&gt;due to the fact that I slept for like 8 hours on Wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;from 4pm till 1am,&lt;br /&gt;only to wake up around 7pm&lt;br /&gt;to surf the net&lt;br /&gt;and read the new book I bought at Borders&lt;br /&gt;and fell back asleep at 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;That's 12hrs of being awake and more to come before I sleep today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best, iMah. Allez... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-6744488654716985911?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/6744488654716985911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=6744488654716985911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/6744488654716985911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/6744488654716985911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2007/01/this-is-it.html' title='This is it'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-3583176712615933879</id><published>2006-12-21T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T13:35:01.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LA Holiday Updates (Updated Daily)</title><content type='html'>I decided to put all the updates in one entry since I won't be blogging and just adding pictures in the individual picture albums on my multiply. Timing will be based in the US.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day 01 Departure from S'pore &amp; Arrival at LAX Dec 18 Mon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/70" _fcksavedurl="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/70"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/70&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=wl26dseSTKU"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Plane taking off from Singapore&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=X8-Hc8kAnNE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plane landing in Taipei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=kUrb2uPGC6w"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plane landing in LAX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day 02 Knott's Berry Farm Dec 19 Tue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/72" _fcksavedurl="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/72"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/72&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Videos:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=JfqIWI6UKNw"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walking in Knott's Berry Farm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=YwnmV6cavaQ"&gt;Having lunch before continue riding more rides&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day 03 Anaheim Market Place Dec 20 Wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/73" href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/73"&gt;&lt;b&gt;http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/73&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Videos:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=-HESRLhloAc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;After shopping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day 04 Hollywood Tour Dec 21 Thurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/74"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/74&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Videos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pyBBnKOBf-8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visible water vapour breathe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iyrEMI9mv2Q"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the way to Hollywood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fQLbwHOIfvQ"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through Sunset Boulevard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IDHyrc1L-n8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Beverly Hills: Accommodation For the Rich&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JXJimTCKPog"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Through Beverly Hills&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day 05 Disney's California Adventure &amp; Disneyland Dec 22 Fri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/75"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/75&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Videos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gx3oigW4y8g"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walking towards Disneyland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ty-5ut-Y_A8"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eating candy floss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cwqvQjsW9IY"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;In the ferris wheel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=62DGZQ7OnmU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Grizzly River Rafting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0zwEtiJgito"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Country Music Perfomance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QmIw0kgZrtw"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walking along the street in Disneyland 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ugZrESjyRU"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Walking along the street in Disneyland 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KGCexz-QbtE"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fireworks at Disneyland - Fabulous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day 06 &amp; 07 Citadel Outlets &amp;amp; South Coast Plaza Dec 23 &amp; 24 Sat &amp;amp; Sun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;  Pictures:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/76"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/76&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day 08 &amp; 09 Disneyland &amp;amp;amp; Main Place Dec 26 &amp; 27 Mon &amp;amp; Tues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;  Pictures:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/77"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/77&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Videos:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pK5gAR2nk7g"&gt;Big Thunder Mountain Railroad&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I5gYQxUt3-k"&gt; Soarin' Over California&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nSJ1xZJDv0c"&gt; Maliboomer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uhytWP9yp1w"&gt; Matterhorn Bobsleds&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Fireworks Creation I did while trying one of those stations at Innovention&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Day 10 Universal Studios Dec 28 Wed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/77"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-3583176712615933879?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/3583176712615933879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=3583176712615933879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/3583176712615933879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/3583176712615933879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/12/la-holiday-updates.html' title='LA Holiday Updates (Updated Daily)'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-5314532585228010793</id><published>2006-12-19T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T16:28:00.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm in LA!!!</title><content type='html'>It's 0015hr &lt;i&gt;(12.15am)&lt;/i&gt; on December 19 2006, Tuesday, now in LA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm safe &amp; sound in the inn,&lt;br /&gt;Room 102, at Parkside Inn &amp;amp; Suite,&lt;br /&gt;after 16hrs of travelling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways,&lt;br /&gt;turns out that there is indeed free wireless internet.&lt;br /&gt;So that means I'm able to update every single day with pictures.&lt;br /&gt;Yays!!&lt;br /&gt;I can even do my assignment. Hehs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather's cold here.&lt;br /&gt;Even much more now&lt;br /&gt;since it's at night.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like my runny nose ain't going away any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;But I hope it does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onto the pictures which I've uploaded &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/70"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on my multiply.&lt;br /&gt;Captions &amp;amp; descriptions included too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be uploaded daily, I suppose. :D&lt;br /&gt;Who in the right mind won't take advantage of free wireless internet on a holiday, right?&lt;br /&gt;Now, it seriously feels like home.&lt;br /&gt;Everything I need is reachable.&lt;br /&gt;// My laptop.&lt;br /&gt;// My handphone. &lt;i&gt;(Though I have no auto-roam. But hey, I can always take more pictures and listen to my mp3s.)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// The digicam. &lt;i&gt;(Courtesy of Mak Long)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;// My clothes.&lt;br /&gt;// My perfume.&lt;br /&gt;// My toileteries.&lt;br /&gt;// My make-up.&lt;br /&gt;// The food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then....&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much Love,&lt;br /&gt;iMah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-5314532585228010793?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/5314532585228010793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=5314532585228010793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/5314532585228010793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/5314532585228010793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-in-la.html' title='I&apos;m in LA!!!'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-6781053023455934937</id><published>2006-12-18T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T12:45:22.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye To You</title><content type='html'>In about an hour plus,&lt;br /&gt;my family &amp; I will be heading out,&lt;br /&gt;all dressed up,&lt;br /&gt;ready to go to the airport&lt;br /&gt;for our 2 week holiday to LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye to all my family and friends here.&lt;br /&gt;Pls do take care of yourself.&lt;br /&gt;And to those who are having ur school holidays,&lt;br /&gt;enjoy, aites?&lt;br /&gt;Take this opportunity&lt;br /&gt;to reflect on what you've done,&lt;br /&gt;what you shouldn't have done&lt;br /&gt;what you've achieved,&lt;br /&gt;what you should have said,&lt;br /&gt;what you shouldn't have said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back with a whole lot of updates,&lt;br /&gt;which will all be on my &lt;a href="http://elvealique.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;livejournal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I'll be blogging every night using my laptop, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;And IF there's an internet connection at the suite,&lt;br /&gt;then i'll be updating my blog with pictures,&lt;br /&gt;the places we've visited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till December 31st 2006 (1am+++),&lt;br /&gt;iMah out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm mising &lt;i&gt;you&lt;/i&gt; alr.&lt;br /&gt;Take care.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-6781053023455934937?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/6781053023455934937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=6781053023455934937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/6781053023455934937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/6781053023455934937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/12/goodbye-to-you.html' title='Goodbye To You'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-6247024347840958812</id><published>2006-12-17T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T10:52:14.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Truth To Be Told</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Current Playlist:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;My Love - Justin Timberlake&lt;br /&gt;No Promises - Shayne Ward&lt;br /&gt;Stand By Me - Shayne Ward&lt;br /&gt;Hurt - Christina Aguilera&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I'm feeling emotional...&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously emotional.&lt;br /&gt;Listening to Shayne Ward's songs makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;And the weather is making it even more worse.&lt;br /&gt;It's about to rain.&lt;br /&gt;Dark sky.&lt;br /&gt;Gloomy day.&lt;br /&gt;Gloomy feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;Imagine 2 weeks without contacting him.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm falling hard for him.&lt;br /&gt;Really hard.&lt;br /&gt;Falling in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling emotional because it's been a loooong time since I felt this way for someone.&lt;br /&gt;This oh-so indescribable feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Truth To Be Told&lt;br /&gt;by iMah a.k.a Que&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth to be told,&lt;br /&gt;Leaving on a jet plane,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth to be told,&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks without talking to you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth to be told,&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks without seeing you,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth to be told,&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks without your presence,&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna miss you so..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth to be told,&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks gone,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not gonna miss you.&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna fall in love with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I tell you that?&lt;br /&gt;I think I might.&lt;br /&gt;Today....&lt;br /&gt;Or tomorrow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This end is about to give.&lt;br /&gt;Is the other end willing to accept?&lt;br /&gt;Will you stand by me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Stand By Me&lt;br /&gt;by Shayne Ward&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://www.fileden.com/files/2006/12/9/484853/Shayne%20Ward%20-%20Stand%20By%20Me.mp3" href="http://www.fileden.com/files/2006/12/9/484853/Shayne%20Ward%20-%20Stand%20By%20Me.mp3"&gt;DOWNLOADsong&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Right Click &gt; Save As&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Nothing's impossible&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's unreachable&lt;br /&gt;When I am weary&lt;br /&gt;You make me stronger&lt;br /&gt;This love is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;So unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I feel no winter cold&lt;br /&gt; When we're together&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Will you stand by me&lt;br /&gt; Hold on and never let me go&lt;br /&gt; Will you stand by me&lt;br /&gt; With you I know I belong&lt;br /&gt; When the story gets told&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When day turns into night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; I look into your eyes&lt;br /&gt; I see my future now&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the world and its wonder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This love wont fade away&lt;br /&gt;And through the hardest days&lt;br /&gt;I'll never question us&lt;br /&gt;You are the reason&lt;br /&gt;My only reason&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you stand by me&lt;br /&gt;Hold on and never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Will you stand by me&lt;br /&gt;With you I know I belong&lt;br /&gt;When the story gets told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I am blessed&lt;br /&gt; To find what I need&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world loosing hope&lt;br /&gt;You're my only believe&lt;br /&gt;You make things right&lt;br /&gt;Everytime after time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you stand by me&lt;br /&gt;Hold on and never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Will you stand by me&lt;br /&gt;With you I know I belong&lt;br /&gt;When the story gets told&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Repeat Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand by me&lt;br /&gt;No more darling &lt;b&gt;I want you by my side&lt;br /&gt; I want you here with me&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darkness is making me miss him though we just met up yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;  His shoulder was my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;  His presence was my shining light.&lt;br /&gt;His voice was my French Horn.&lt;br /&gt;His touch was my delicate feather.&lt;br /&gt;His smile was my joy.&lt;br /&gt;His laughter was my humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And before the next time we meet,&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;i&gt;was&lt;/i&gt; will change to &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  His shoulder is my pillow.&lt;br /&gt;   His presence is my shining light.&lt;br /&gt; His voice is my French Horn.&lt;br /&gt; His touch is my delicate feather.&lt;br /&gt; His smile is my joy.&lt;br /&gt; His laughter is my humour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And it's raining now..&lt;br /&gt; It's dark still...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-6247024347840958812?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/6247024347840958812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=6247024347840958812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/6247024347840958812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/6247024347840958812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/12/truth-to-be-told.html' title='Truth To Be Told'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-8179406008261667384</id><published>2006-12-16T08:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T08:41:34.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;YESTERDAY.....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick.&lt;br /&gt;He was sick.&lt;br /&gt;What are the odds?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haaanyways,&lt;br /&gt;The OHS talk was uber boring.&lt;br /&gt;I slept like the whole 2 hours before the short 1/2hr break lah.&lt;br /&gt;Mainly because I wasn't feeling good.&lt;br /&gt;Felt heaty a bit and felt light-headed.&lt;br /&gt;So, I took a nap on Piriya's shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks gurl! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;Oh, both Isaiah &amp; Nurul look good together yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Both are dressed up in black &amp;amp; white colour combination.&lt;br /&gt;They finally look like a couple - dressing wise.&lt;br /&gt;Piriya look good yesterday too, in purple.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures will be up,&lt;br /&gt;either before I leave for LA,&lt;br /&gt;or if I'm lazy,&lt;br /&gt;after I get back from LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the OHS talk,&lt;br /&gt;Piriya and I hanged out with Kahar in ITAS,&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for replies from individuals.&lt;br /&gt;Around 6pm+,&lt;br /&gt;we left for Century Square.&lt;br /&gt;We tried on really nice elegant evening dresses to pass time.&lt;br /&gt;And we bought ourselves things.&lt;br /&gt;She spend $10 on this nice black cropped blouse/jacket.&lt;br /&gt;I spend $14+ on an Inuovi dust (pigment) in Garnet.&lt;br /&gt;I can't help it.&lt;br /&gt;It's a nice colour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" src="http://www.inuovi.com/color/86.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a msg from him,&lt;br /&gt;while Piriya was deciding to buy the cropped blouse/jacket.&lt;br /&gt;He just woke up, after a deep sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Hehs~&lt;br /&gt;As Piriya &amp;amp; I expected.&lt;br /&gt;Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Planned to meet up to eat&lt;br /&gt;so I asked him to bring along Panadol for me to eat.&lt;br /&gt;Stupid me.&lt;br /&gt;Should've taken it before sleeping yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be sick when I leave for LA!&lt;br /&gt;Gah~&lt;br /&gt;So I continued window shopped with Piriya while waiting for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, around 7pm+,&lt;br /&gt;since Dilip didn't sms Piriya,&lt;br /&gt;meaning he didn't manage to book out,&lt;br /&gt;she decided to go home.&lt;br /&gt;So I walked to the bus stop with her,&lt;br /&gt;so that she could take 168 back.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a loooong timesince I had a nice time going out with a girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much girlfriends&lt;br /&gt;so I rarely go out, window shop and have nice talks with one.&lt;br /&gt;So, just now was nice.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks girl! *hugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that exact moment,&lt;br /&gt;he called, saying he had arrived.&lt;br /&gt;So I left, with Piriya's permission.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to eat at Kampong Chai Chee,&lt;br /&gt;but it was closed already, for renovation or something.&lt;br /&gt;I ain't sure.&lt;br /&gt;So we ate at Food Culture at Century Square.&lt;br /&gt;Was busy eating my chicken rice&lt;br /&gt;when Raodah called.&lt;br /&gt;She was inside.&lt;br /&gt;We were outside.&lt;br /&gt;Haha...&lt;br /&gt;Talked to her for a while&lt;br /&gt;and rasa her ice kacang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that,&lt;br /&gt;we sat and lepak at Tampines Interchange for a while.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to bring back something for my imaginary pet-horse,&lt;br /&gt;aptly named Isagiler from Isa himself.&lt;br /&gt;Something for it to eat.&lt;br /&gt;But I reckon it's not enough.&lt;br /&gt;Cause Isagiler has a huge appetite,&lt;br /&gt;like the owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I won myself something.&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps,&lt;br /&gt;I did.&lt;br /&gt;A kiss from THEmonkey from Jumanji.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why I find THEmonkeys from that movie cute.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe because they are able to drive the police cars and ride the police bikes?Hurhur~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up this morning feeling way way better.&lt;br /&gt;Yay for that.&lt;br /&gt;I won't be going to LA feeling sick.&lt;br /&gt;And I'll most probably get to panjat&lt;br /&gt;if he had recovered from his sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now,&lt;br /&gt;I shall go pack my bag for LA.&lt;br /&gt;Yes,&lt;br /&gt;I've been procrastinating till now.&lt;br /&gt;And I still feel like procrastinating more.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-8179406008261667384?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/8179406008261667384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=8179406008261667384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/8179406008261667384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/8179406008261667384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/12/sick-friday.html' title='Sick Friday'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-30837149391322507</id><published>2006-12-13T07:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T08:31:55.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3hrs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;This is the first time in my life.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;We talked on the phone,&lt;br /&gt;And then we slept.&lt;br /&gt;3 hrs later,&lt;br /&gt;We woke up,&lt;br /&gt;And we're still on the line.&lt;br /&gt;We continued talking.&lt;br /&gt;Suprisingly,&lt;br /&gt;neither one of our phones' battery went flat.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;How.... Interesting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-30837149391322507?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/30837149391322507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=30837149391322507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/30837149391322507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/30837149391322507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/12/3hrs.html' title='3hrs'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-2863872824925316537</id><published>2006-12-11T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T15:54:08.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Extremely Sinful Indulgence</title><content type='html'>I kept reusing the term "sinful indulgence" and I know just why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent money yet again. Hohum. These are what I bought...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;CLICKABLE.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;That had arrived &amp; have been used:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/unique.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/unique.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/unique.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/unique.jpg" alt="" height="188" width="141" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/unique2.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/unique2.jpg"&gt; &lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/unique2.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/unique2.jpg" alt="" height="143" width="190" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Espirit EDC Top.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a bit loose on me though. But I like the design.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/snippets1.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/snippets1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/snippets1.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/snippets1.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Snippets Necklace.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first "long" necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/wetsealgreentunic.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/wetsealgreentunic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/wetsealgreentunic.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/wetsealgreentunic.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01935.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01935.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01935.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01935.jpg" alt="" height="141" width="106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01947.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01947.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01947.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01947.jpg" alt="" height="140" width="105" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wetseal Racer Tunic in Green.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love! I wore it just now to school.&lt;br /&gt;That's the snippets necklace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiting for arrival and will arrive within this week:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/kentgojaneheels.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/kentgojaneheels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/kentgojaneheels.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/kentgojaneheels.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;GoJane Kent Heels in Black.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm soooo gonna wear this to LA!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/greensmockeoffshouldertop.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/greensmockeoffshouldertop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/greensmockeoffshouldertop.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/greensmockeoffshouldertop.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Smocked Off-Shoulder Top in Green.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As seen in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE.&lt;br /&gt;The 2 ON shirts which I posted a few entries back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Waiting for arrival and I'll get to see only after my 2 weeks holidays:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/wetsealextremetunicracetankred.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/wetsealextremetunicracetankred.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/wetsealextremetunicracetankred.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/wetsealextremetunicracetankred.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Extreme Racer Tunic Tank in Red&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first red apparel. I seldom wear red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/ONWomenPerfectFitHenley.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/ONWomenPerfectFitHenley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/ONWomenPerfectFitHenley.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/ONWomenPerfectFitHenley.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;ON Women Perfect Fit Henley in White.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weeee...&lt;br /&gt;Something in white finally.&lt;br /&gt;I just hope I don't dirty it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/f21roundnecktop.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/f21roundnecktop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/f21roundnecktop.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/f21roundnecktop.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;F21 Round Neck Top in Black.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is replacing that gorgeous F21 Red Sweater Tube&lt;br /&gt;cause it went out of stock.&lt;br /&gt;Booohoooo....&lt;br /&gt;But at least something new here.&lt;br /&gt;It's 3/4 sleeves but I doubt it won't be 3/4 for me.&lt;br /&gt;I have short limbs. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/hdd1.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/hdd1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/hdd1.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/hdd1.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;40GB HDD.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 of these.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for its arrival.&lt;br /&gt;Once I get my hands on it, I'm gonna reformat my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molecular Biology paper just now was aite.&lt;br /&gt;Do-able.&lt;br /&gt;Huang Yan really loooooves giving away marks.&lt;br /&gt;Only 5 and 10 mark questions.&lt;br /&gt;No further breakdown.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I'd pass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the test, around 12pm+,&lt;br /&gt;Piriya and I walked to the the small mama shop beside NKF Dialysis Center.&lt;br /&gt;Mak Long was done with her dialysis by then.&lt;br /&gt;Thought of visiting her for a while.&lt;br /&gt;Stories shared between Piriya and Me.&lt;br /&gt;Laughable.&lt;br /&gt;And just now was the first time I talked to Dilip, her boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;He sounded Malay actually.&lt;br /&gt;Hurhur..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to eat ice cream and asked if Piriya wanted.&lt;br /&gt;She didn't but in the end she couldn't resist.&lt;br /&gt;Hoho.. I'm such a good influence. =p&lt;br /&gt;Picked the Milo ice cream and paid for it.&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to the green wrought iron benches beside the shop.&lt;br /&gt;And surprise surprise, when I was about to reach the bench to sit,&lt;br /&gt;Isa came along, wearing a helmet.&lt;br /&gt;He was with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't expect to see him seh.&lt;br /&gt;Heees~&lt;br /&gt;Sat and lepak for a while and continued our story before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, after this post,&lt;br /&gt;I shall log out and study ABchm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I dunno why these few days&lt;br /&gt;I kept smelling a whiff of the perfume he's using every now and then.&lt;br /&gt;Hohum.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao Bella.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-2863872824925316537?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/2863872824925316537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=2863872824925316537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/2863872824925316537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/2863872824925316537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/12/extremely-sinful-indulgence.html' title='Extremely Sinful Indulgence'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-1465148139863456241</id><published>2006-12-10T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T01:12:34.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving on a jet plane</title><content type='html'>First time not looking forward to a holiday&lt;br /&gt;even though this time around....&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to somewhere I've never been.&lt;br /&gt;Some place new.&lt;br /&gt;Some place where there's strangers and no familiar face.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere where it's hard to search for comfort.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere one will feel lost without directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks in LA, California.&lt;br /&gt;December 18 (Monday) - December 31 2006 (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas-ing there.&lt;br /&gt;A change of atmosphere.&lt;br /&gt;Something different?&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;Only time will tell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Departing Date/Day:&lt;/strong&gt; December 18, Monday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Departing Time:&lt;/strong&gt; 1705hr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Check-in:&lt;/strong&gt; 2 hours before that departing time. A normal family routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrival Date/Day:&lt;/strong&gt; December 31 2006, Sunday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Arrival Time:  &lt;/strong&gt;0100hr+ &lt;em&gt;(1 am)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I will be doing after last paper on Thursday at 12pm?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. 2nd dose for Hep B on Friday morning with Raodah.&lt;br /&gt;2. Going for that freaking compulsory talk from 1pm-5pm on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;3. Level 2 course on Sat &amp; Sun. 9am-5pm.&lt;br /&gt;4. Collect Mak Long's digicam to borrow for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;5. Hope to go out with you and you and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reasons why I'm somewhat excited:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I've never been to US. The furthest I've been to is Mauritius.&lt;br /&gt;2. The heart-pumping and exhilarating rides at the many theme parks we'll be going.&lt;br /&gt;3. Shop for clothes &amp;amp; make-up &amp; shoes &amp;amp; whatnots. Christmas SALE y'all!!! o.o&lt;br /&gt;4. Perhaps come across a celeb or 2 or more?&lt;br /&gt;5. Food which will come in huge portion (Do they?)&lt;br /&gt;6. Get to experience cold weather for once.&lt;br /&gt;7. Cam-whoring at a new destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Reasons why I'm going half-heartedly:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. No climbing for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Will be missing out a lot - a whole lot.&lt;br /&gt;Competitions are coming up!! :'(&lt;br /&gt;How how how, may I ask??&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. No contacts with friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't sms or call.&lt;br /&gt;My dad cut off my roaming.&lt;br /&gt;He didn't want to pay the extra $5/month.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. No internet for 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is there free wireless internet acess, say at Starbucks or Macs there, anyone knows?&lt;br /&gt;If there is, I can use my laptop and update or something.&lt;br /&gt;Then can msn with friends and family too.&lt;br /&gt;If not, then internet cafe I shall find.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I will miss the lepak sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How to lepak there with friends??&lt;br /&gt;Make new friends there?&lt;br /&gt;Or just lepak with my family.&lt;br /&gt;Where?&lt;br /&gt;Starbucks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I will miss you and you and you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, you.&lt;br /&gt;Real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Adios Amigos Pistachios&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-1465148139863456241?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/1465148139863456241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=1465148139863456241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/1465148139863456241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/1465148139863456241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/12/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a jet plane'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-8216139917543907987</id><published>2006-12-09T12:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T13:44:24.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penin, Tampines, Mt Faber/Orchard/Harbourfront</title><content type='html'>Neglecting my studies is what I've been doing despite the term test in 2 days time. But at least 2 of the 4 is gonna be open book. Though not easy, at least, don't need to memorize like sheeet. Something to brighten up this cold, chilly Saturday morning. Hohum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended early so Raodah, Piriya &amp; I indulged ourselves in chocolate ice cream with brownie. Nice lah can!! Talking about it now makes me drool and crave for more. After that, I went to follow Piriya rebond her hair at Penin. Isaiah and his new gf, Nurul, &lt;i&gt;(they move damn fast laah can!! Haha..)&lt;/i&gt; also followed. I'm the one that's like more excited laaah than Piriya to see her new hair. Hurhur.. I ended up trimming my hair and curl it temporarily. It was a long wait uh so I left early, around 6 plus to head to the airport T1 for my &lt;i&gt;*ahem*&lt;/i&gt; FREE &lt;i&gt;*ahem*&lt;/i&gt; Delifrance meal from Isa. Ohoh, secrets revealed between Piriya, Isaiah &amp;amp; me. Hoho.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;CLICKABLE.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01809.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01809.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01809.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uno dos tres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01811.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01811.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01811.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piriya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01818.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01818.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01818.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01818.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raodah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01819.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01819.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01819.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01819.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01823.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01823.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01823.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piriya - Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01825.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01825.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01825.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piriya - Semi-after&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01845.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01845.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01845.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piriya's hair. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01835.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01835.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01835.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trimming my hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01837.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01837.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01837.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't realise it's that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01842.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01842.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01842.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My lazy servants. So I put them behind bars, in the mirror. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01862.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01862.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01862.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01862.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isaiah, Nurul &amp; Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01863.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01863.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01863.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01863.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01873.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01873.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01873.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01873.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help laaah. I'm a cam-whore. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01889.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01889.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01889.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01889.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the toilet. Orange lighting, ya'll!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01892-1.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01892-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01892-1.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01892-1.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piriya &lt;i&gt;(after)&lt;/i&gt; and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01894-1.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01894-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01894-1.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01894-1.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My free Deli meal. Peach tart!! I love peaches. Yumyumyum. And Ice Lemon Tee and Tahiti and Veg pizzas. Ate the Tahiti, gave the Veg to my bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended early today too. After school, I headed to Mak Long's house and slept over for the night. Was super hungry at night so I asked Pak Long if we could have supper outside after picking Mak Long up from her dialysis. So yes, we did have supper - at Mak's Place and had my usual Bee Hoon Tom Yam. But i think this time around it wasn't seafood. It was the chicken one or something cause it's my first seeing the chicken inside plus it taste different too. Bleah~ After that, in the car, I felt super sleepy already so I slept quite early actually when I was supposed not to because I was supposed to be on the phone. Haha. &lt;i&gt;Oh wells~&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;CLICKABLE.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01900.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01900.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01900.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First picture for the day. Piriya looks pretty with her new hair!!! :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School ended early - yet again. &lt;b&gt;I love&lt;/b&gt;. Anyways, I wasted my time in the school computer lab, eating at ITAS and then chilling with the climbers at the climber's corner in the library - LVL 2 while waiting for Isa to get ready. All Starbucks outlets in Singapore gave out free drinks from 5pm-7pm today. So we took advantage of that. We headed to the Somerset one and got ourselves cold drinks each. Kebetulan, his neighbour was working there. Hurhur.. The queue was long uh when we reached, but surprisingly, the queue moved fast too so we got our drinks by around 5.20pm, after waiting for about 10 mins or so. Then we walked all the way to the outlet near FORUM Shopping Mall and got ourselves hot drinks there. The kind cashier was there too but she was stationed outside. We sat and chilled. Wanted to comb all of Starbucks outlet in Orchard but our stomach couldn't intake anymore liquid. If only I could attach an extra pocket stomach bag or something. Hohum. After that, we walked to Lido and sat for like an hour plus there before buying food from LJ and eating outside. Then we headed to the toilet, first at Lido then to DFS &lt;i&gt;(which was closed) &lt;/i&gt;and then to Hyatt. Hoho.. I love Hyatt. They're using orange lighting laah sia!! Hurhur.. Then we walked to the bus stop opposite Somerset MRT station and took 65 home. I was hungry uh by the time I reached home at 11.30pm. Ohohoh, he said felt short cause I was wearing my 4" Hari Raya heels. But he's still taller lah, obviously. &lt;b&gt;Hoho..&lt;/b&gt; =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Only one for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;CLICKABLE.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01906.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01906.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01906.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa - in negative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School didn't end early today. Thought the 2 hour MBio lecture at 3pm was going through what's to come up for the term test but nooooo. She's going to teach a new topic which ain't gonna be tested for the term test so I cabot lah whatelse, meaning school ended at 1pm for me. I went to climb at Mount Faber with Isa and his friends instead. Met 4 more new people. My circle of friends seems to widen each time. Haha... Good laah. Didn't climb much though but still managed to get cuts on my left shin and knee. &lt;i&gt;WHY OH WHY DOES IT ALWAYS HAVE TO BE MY LEFT LEG THAT SEEMS TO GET ALL THE CUTS AND BRUISES AND WHATNOTS?? WHY??&lt;/i&gt; haha... Warmed down with the rest. 50 pull ups. 10 5 5 10 5 5 or something like that. Then did locking. After that, we headed to wash up. Small phototaking session with them after that while waiting for Isa to finishing washing up. Headed to Orchard and BK-ed and then to Starbucks to chill. Left with Isa and that guy from ITE Simei around 11.10pm and took the MRT. That guy alighted at City Hall. Isa thought that the red line goes to Harbourfront. Wahahaha... Luckily, i was like doubtful and told him that. Haha... After realising his mistake, we alighted at Raffles Place and took the train to Outram MRT. Haha... Confident sia him. Hohohohoho =p I was super scared and kan chiong lah cause I was already late, past my 11pm curfew &lt;i&gt;(eversince that day I reached home at 1am++++. I was still at Starbucks at 11pm. Hoho..)&lt;/i&gt; and I didn't know what the time for the last bus for no 30. Luckily it was at 1am+. Took 30 at Harbourfront bus stop at 12am. Then theDAD called and scolded. Scared laah of course. Who's not, right? Then got on the phone with Isa to get my mind off it. Heng uh when I entered my house, my dad didn't say anything. I was expecting my dad to make a big hoohaa about it so he &lt;i&gt;(Isa)&lt;/i&gt; could listen while on the line, but didn't. My mum only tegur-ed me when I entered thePARENTS room to take out my lenses and wash my face. He managed to hear what my mum said uh, without my mum realising of course. Haha.. Put down around 3am+++ and slept and didn't study!!! Hohum fofum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01915.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01915.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01915.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ghost on between&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01916.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01916.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01916.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01917.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01917.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01917.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Wan. He's bringing sexy back. Hees~&lt;br /&gt;He cut-ted his hair, i think. Took me a while to recognize him without the cap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01918.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01918.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01918.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak! Blur lah. Sorry uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01919.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01919.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01919.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group picture. Isa's missing. Hurhur. Taken away by the pontianak, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01920.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01920.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01920.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01920.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say cheeeeese people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01921.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01921.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01921.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01921.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See that light? If you don't, it means you're about to die. I'm dead serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01922.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01922.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01922.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01922.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh..I forgot who. Hehs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01924.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01924.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01924.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01924.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the top - at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm beginning to hate my blogging style. I dunno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Signing out,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01912.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01912.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01912.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01912.jpg" alt="" height="96" width="128" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-8216139917543907987?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/8216139917543907987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=8216139917543907987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/8216139917543907987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/8216139917543907987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/12/penin-tampines-mt-faberorchardharbourfr.html' title='Penin, Tampines, Mt Faber/Orchard/Harbourfront'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-436865630436535528</id><published>2006-12-04T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T00:52:26.628+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Entry for a Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>I should be sleeping now but I'm not. Bleah~ My weekend is great. I like! And since I'm super duper bored (plus tired &amp; sleepy), I shall put up a super duper long post with pictures. :D Pictures are clickity click. &lt;- WTF?? Haha, ok nehmind. Oh, if you're confused, it's over the span of 3 days. Friday, Saturday and Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday night was spent at Mak Long's chalet. I slept quite early actually around 12am+. I woke up at 7.30am and Aunty Atom send Mak Long and me back to Mak Long's place where I bathed. Pak Long sent me to Tampines Interchange and I took 65 to go Harbourfront. Missed call Isa at Mak Ngah's bus stop so he could board the same bus. Entertained myself with his Reader's Digest (I miss reading RD, especially during lessons in secondary schools. Haha...) and the chocolates which I gave him and of course, my mp3. I read one RD the whole ride. I forgot how interesting RD is. Maybe I should subscribe to RD now like what I planned ages ago but have yet to do so. Hoho... Anyways, we had brunch at Harbourfront's hawker centre and took the bus to Mount Faber.  &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01759.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01759.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01759.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01759.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the place to climb. To me, personally, I like it uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01760.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01760.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01760.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01760.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;This overhang/cave like thingy on the far right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met more of his friends. Oh, and this time around, I got some cuts on my knee and scratches on my left forearm. Hohum. What's new in climbing, right? Oh, he tried on his new Madrock Mugen, like Fareez's one. His friend helped him buy from oversees. And it was funny to see him climb with the plastic still in his shoes. He looked like a fisherman or something. Hehs~ He gave routes which were a bit more challenging uh. One thing I notice about myself is that I seldom cross over my hands. I always share them because I just find it tough to cross over cause I almost always, I can't manage to reach the following tile. Hohum~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01763.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01763.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01763.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01763.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cat is really cute AND playful. I like. Hehes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after a while, around 2.30pm, some left for Sentosa. Isa, Alip and me stayed to climb with the others (which look familiar uh. Maybe saw them at competitions or something.) that came. We left say, around 4pm+ and headed to Sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01767.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01767.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01767.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01767.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; In the blue line bus to Siloso beach, there's a lizard stuck between the aircon thing. I assumed it was dead since it wasn't moving or anything. And part of the tail looked dried up or something. Hoho. A dead lizard. I bet if Mak Long was there, she'd scream at the top of her lungs and push through the crowded bus to get as far away from it as possible. =p Total chaosness. Hees~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swimming at the beach was fun. Haha.. I like. I swam for a bit before Isa asked if I wanted to swim to the nearby island thingy. It was scary lah actually, the thought of swimming across but it wasn't that bad afterall. At that small island, we climbed onto the rocks and sat and chatted. I managed to get a deep cut on my left big toe because of the sharp-edged rocks on top of the torn (torn meh? Gah, I can't think properly due to lack of sleep) off nail of the toe next to it. Then we swam back to the shore. This time around, I don't know why I felt more scared and kan-chiong (sp?) so I did backstroke instead to calm myself down. I'm always scared that the current underneath would be strong and pull me down and I'll die. Hahs~ We reached the shore faster than I thought it'll take. Then we walk across the bridge to the island beside the one we went previously. Explored a bit and finally found a humungous rock at the back to sit and had a nice talk.. Part of my shirt was covered by sand by then. Hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to go back to where the rest were, I managed to taste a bit of the sand. So does my eye. Ish. But he got his fair share too so it equals. Hehs~ When we reached, while the sun was setting, they were cam-whoring so I climbed this other humungous rock, huger than that previous humungous rock I mentioned earlier, to look at them from above. Then the rest came up while the first batch went to shower. We listened to nice slow songs and I enjoyed that moment. The atmosphere nice lah, We all singing to songs. Oh, I got some bracelet cum ankle made by Isa using coconut leaves which I left it for others to try on his "unique" creation. Haha.. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the shower, I felt so great &amp; refreshed. The women's toilet was empty so I took my own sweet time to shower and get ready, knowing that the guys are gonna take sometime. Cam-whored a bit uh, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01768.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01768.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01768.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01768.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me in the toilet under orange lighting. I just love orange. Don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01773.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01773.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01773.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01773.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fountain that separates the mens' and womens' toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01777.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01777.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01777.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01777.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan &amp; Uzair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01782.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01782.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01782.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01782.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my Lays and the nice background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01783.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01783.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01783.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01783.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01784.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01784.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01784.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01784.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fountain up close and personal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we walked the nature trail thing in somewhat complete darkness. It was total darkness at first but then, the trees were lesser as we got further so we get light from the moon. Yeap. The rest walked in front. I walked with him at the back and we talked more. Lol. I think we took like 20 mins or so. Thought it's gonna be a short one but it wasn't. By the end of the trail, my heavy bag just seemed to get even more heavier. Meh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01786.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01786.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01786.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01786.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa during the starting of the trail, trying to act, uh, scary? I also dunno. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01787.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01787.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01787.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01787.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the bridge that connects Sentosa and mainland Singapore. And yes, we walked  to Vivocity to have our dinner cum supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01789.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01789.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01789.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01789.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Red flowers for him. That's on the bridge. Hurhur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to BK only to find it full. So some of us went to buy food while the rest chilled outside BK, sitting and making it our own home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01790.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01790.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01790.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01790.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's Uzair, lying down in front of me. He actually took out his slippers when we first entered Vivo and walked bare footed all the way to BK. Madness. Hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01794.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01794.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01794.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01794.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went up to where the kids are supposedly able to swim last time but not anymore now, to eat. I swear that that was one of the longest time I took to finish a fast food meal. I was hungry yet the appetite wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01792.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01792.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01792.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01792.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; That's my 1/4 eaten Whopper (ate until the last few bites) and Isa's and my combined fries. We left at about 11.30pm and walked back to the interchange. 4 of us took 65 while the rest took the MRT. In the bus, I slept. Damn tired lah. Like obviously seh. Hahs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reached Tampines Interchange like close to 1am and so I slowly made my way to Tampines Sports Complex (for the Standard Chartered marathon) to wait for the rest of the TPSCs who went to watch Happy Feet at GV Tampines. Talked to him on the phone for a lil bit before they arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01799.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01799.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01799.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01799.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe, Hamdan &amp; Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01800.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01800.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01800.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01800.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya, Moe &amp; Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I managed to catch about 15mins of sleep to the Padang and another I dunno-how-many-minutes from Padang to our drink station 2. Assembled our teams and did the required work and then chilled while waiting for the race to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01802.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01802.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01802.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01802.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drink Station 2. Riot uh as usual. Hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just lucky to have only plain water and not the isotonic water because by the end of our duty, most of us were drenched from head to toe in the plain water. Not because of slight rain lah of course. A lot of short nap too for me. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After collecting our 20buckeroos and eating lunch, we walked to find a bus stop to take 65. And since Campers' Corner is along the way, we paid a visit. Surprisingly, Ilyas was there too with a couple of his friends. Haikal bought a new shoe - Madrock Shark while some bought chalk at a discount.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked and walked and walked. Didn't have 65 so Heider, Fareez and me took 2 home while I assume the rest took 12 back. Slept in the bus like a dead log. Dead tired. Reached home. Nobody was at home. Plus no food. I didn't eat the given free lunch cause firstly, the food didn't look appetizing and second, (again) though I was hungry, my appetite wasn't there. So Isa and I decided to head to Century Square to eat at the food court. I had Bee Hoon Tom Yam cause I was craving for one. I forgot what he had but I remember I didn't like it that much. Haha.. Ohohoh, I met Suhana at the food court. She was seating behind me. Hahas.. It was surprising uh. It's been a long time since I last saw her. Pretty uh she now. But then again, she's always pretty uh since primary school. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then then after eating, we headed to the open plaza at TM to chill. There's this show (whatever you call it) for the kids. I forgot for which cartoon programme. We had fun talking and teasing and whatnot. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01805.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01805.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01805.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01805.jpg" style="border: 1px solid black;" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice or not my arrangement? Haha.. I dunno whether he loves flowers or not but everytime he sees one, he'd pick it and put it at my pin on my tudung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got thirsty so headed to Sweet Talk to buy a drink. I bought a contact lens case at the optical shop next to it cause I don't know how long I had used my current one. Prolly around 5/6 months or even more? Haha.. I don't keep track. Then we headed back to the open plaza only to find that the show had ended. But it was the photo taking session uh.. Those characters looked a bit like Power Rangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time we were heading to the interchange, at the side there to chill more and talk crap more and disturb each other more, my hands, the back part of the palms (gah, I dunno how to describe it.) was a lil bit red. Some slapping-the hand-game. Haha.. Ohohoh, I found his weak spot alr!!! Haha.. I can use that now against him. Mwahaha.. Left around 10pm and I slept as soon as I took 67. The same thing when I took 222.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the way, uhuh uhuh, I like it, uhuh uhuh. Haha.. Ciaoz. I'm sleep deprived.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-436865630436535528?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/436865630436535528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=436865630436535528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/436865630436535528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/436865630436535528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/12/long-entry-for-long-weekend.html' title='Long Entry for a Long Weekend'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-6224544330772361109</id><published>2006-12-01T15:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T15:45:26.895+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleepless Weekend</title><content type='html'>This is gonna be one of the busiest weekends ever. I swear come Monday, I'll be damn tired out. Hahs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later I'm heading over to Mak Long's chalet at Pasir Ris. I should be sleeping over but I doubt I'll do any sleeping. Most prolly I'll be up awake the whole night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 9am or 10am on Saturday, I'll be heading to Mount Faber to climb after which I'll be going to Sentosa. After that, TPSC are meeting at about 10pm at Tampines Interchange small mac to watch Happy Feet. As of now, I'm not sure whether I'll watch the movie. I'll see how tmr goes if I have enough $$. And since there won't be any bus past midnight, I'd most prolly be wandering around Tampines or something before meeting up with TPSC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the midnight movie, the bus will pick us up at 2am at Tampines Stadium to bring us to Marina &lt;i&gt;(i think)&lt;/i&gt; for the Standard Chartered. And that is gonna end around 3pm &lt;i&gt;(meaning no sleep) &lt;/i&gt;or so after which I'll be heading back to the chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to pack my bag. I need to sheeeet. And now I feel like sleeping. Almost couldn't wake up in the bus just now. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-6224544330772361109?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/6224544330772361109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=6224544330772361109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/6224544330772361109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/6224544330772361109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/12/sleepless-weekend.html' title='Sleepless Weekend'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-8096702336564152303</id><published>2006-11-28T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T19:27:56.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatness</title><content type='html'>Everything is great now. Even those that are not so great will be overshadowed by the other greatness currently in my life. And so, I shall say hello to chocolate fondue. There's no link, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, that -uh-wtf-aside, yesterday's internal competition was fun. I was having fun. 1 flash, 2 bonus and 1 incomplete. The results were a not properly tabulated &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(whatever you call it)&lt;/span&gt; though for the girls. But nonetheless, I know where I stand, from last time actually. Anyways, congrats to Chloe for beating the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I-don't-know-how-many-girls-in-TPSC&lt;/span&gt; to be the champion. :D Hehs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internal competition ended late. So, plus the debrief and the washup time, all in all, I left school around 10pm. By the time I met him at small mac at Tampines Interchange to pass him something for his birthday, it was alr 10pm+. We chatted a bit then headed home. I remember reaching home around 11.30pm uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chocs &amp;amp; 2 guitar picks, one of them is able to glow in the dark. Now, I'm really craving for chocolate fondue. Hohum. Now, I don't feel like blogging anymore. Hahs~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-8096702336564152303?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/8096702336564152303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=8096702336564152303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/8096702336564152303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/8096702336564152303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/11/greatness.html' title='Greatness'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-635297305257797704</id><published>2006-11-25T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T19:32:00.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peeek Chures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;18 pictures from yesterday's day out at Orchard. Clickable ya'll!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01480.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01480.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01480.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Today is &lt;3"&gt;&lt;b&gt;With Raaaoooo:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01481.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01481.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01481.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love purple &amp; gold together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01482.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01482.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01482.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01482.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you gimme a penny, the tree will grant your wishes. I'm not joking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01484.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01484.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01484.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rao with the huge book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01485.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01485.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01485.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01485.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My turn with the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With Piriya:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01494.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01494.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01494.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01494.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Grand Plaza Park Royal Hotel's toilet. Love the orange lighting. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="hhttp://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01495.jpg" _fcksavedurl="hhttp://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01495.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01495.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01495.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cam-whoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01497.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01497.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01497.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01497.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The facade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01498.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01498.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01498.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01500.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01500.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01500.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want world peace. Actually, I don't really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;With Isa &amp; friends:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01506.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01506.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01506.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01506.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan &amp; Alip. Starbucks people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01509.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01509.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01509.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sham &lt;i&gt;(or Syam?? Hmmm..)&lt;/i&gt; &amp; Uzair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01510.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01510.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01510.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01510.jpg" alt="" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01512.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01512.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01512.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had so much to laugh about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01513.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01513.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 1px solid black;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01513.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01513.jpg" alt="" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idris &amp; Man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Isa invited me along to go Sentosa today but I had climbing plus I need to study for my Molecular Biology quiz on Tuesday. Confirm can't study on Monday due to the internal competition. Otherwise, I'd absent myself. &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/16619205-635297305257797704?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/635297305257797704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=635297305257797704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/635297305257797704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/635297305257797704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/11/peeek-chures.html' title='Peeek Chures'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-1827575805406333667</id><published>2006-11-25T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T02:32:22.442+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Day He Walked Her Home</title><content type='html'>As the title of this entry goes, Isa walked me home, though not all the way. We were still at Bedok Reservoir walking towards Chai Chee via IBM at about 1am+. While walking on the bridge, my mum called, got mad, shouted bla bla bla and hanged up only to call again &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(this time, didn't sound angry)&lt;/span&gt; saying she'll pick me up at Ili's house. So yeah. He walked me till there. If I were to walk back home, I'll reach faster than waiting for my mum to pick me up. Haha.. Surprisingly, when I entered the car, she didn't shout like I'd thought she'd do. Maybe she got sick of doing so. Haha.. And even more surprising thing, when I entered the house, my dad didn't even say anything. I was like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ohkay... This is weird.&lt;/span&gt;"I guess I'm so used to hearing them nag when this sort of things happen and it just felt different &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(in a good way)&lt;/span&gt; that they didn't nag. Hehs~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, apart from that minor thing at the end, today was a fun day. The quizzes were aite. Do-able. The first time I really actually studied for a quiz. I went to Orchard &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; times today. Yes 3 times. The first was with Rao during our break. Then with Piriya after school. While on 14 towards Bedok, he smsed and asked if I wanna join him and his climbing friends in town, so having nothing to do, I alighted and took 14 back to town. And that's the 3rd time. Haha.. Chilled with them at Starbucks till near 12am. Oh, I got my choc fruppucino for free cause my ATM card was spoilt and the most kindest &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(hehes)&lt;/span&gt; cashier I've met said it'll be on the house. Oh, how wonderful. It gets more and more wonderful as the night passes. Haha.... Took 65 back and alighted at the bus stop near Mak Ngah's house and we walked all the way &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(somewhat)&lt;/span&gt; back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short boring entry. Bottomline is, I enjoyed today, very much, almost every part of it, even the end. Heees~ Ohkays, I'm tired and there's climbing later so I shall go sleep. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-1827575805406333667?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/1827575805406333667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=1827575805406333667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/1827575805406333667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/1827575805406333667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/11/day-he-walked-her-home.html' title='The Day He Walked Her Home'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-4130259628661819181</id><published>2006-11-21T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T21:40:45.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spreeeeees</title><content type='html'>Argghhh... I should't have gone to the computer lab during Monday's break. It lead me to shopping online, joining the sprees at &lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/_spreee/" _fcksavedurl="http://community.livejournal.com/_spreee/"&gt;&lt;b&gt;_spreee&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and&lt;a href="http://community.livejournal.com/sgspree/" _fcksavedurl="http://community.livejournal.com/sgspree/"&gt;&lt;b&gt; sgspree&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Thanks uh Raodah &lt;i&gt;*sarcasm*.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I've ordered:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;From the ON Spree:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/ONEmbellishedGraphite.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/ONEmbellishedGraphite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/ONEmbellishedGraphite.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/ONEmbellishedGraphite.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/ONBaroqueshell.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/ONBaroqueshell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/ONBaroqueshell.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/ONBaroqueshell.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These two are tiny fit so it's gonna uh fit my frame. Hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oldnavy.com/browse/product.do?cid=27538&amp;pid=433731" _fcksavedurl="http://www.oldnavy.com/browse/product.do?cid=27538&amp;amp;pid=433731"&gt;Link1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.oldnavy.com/browse/product.do?cid=27538&amp;pid=433722" _fcksavedurl="http://www.oldnavy.com/browse/product.do?cid=27538&amp;amp;pid=433722"&gt;Link2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;From F21 Spree:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/f21tube.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/f21tube.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/f21tube.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/f21tube.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="292" width="324" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fabulous piece is too nice to resist. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.forever21.com/product.asp?catalog%5Fname=FOREVER21&amp;category%5Fname=Sweaters&amp;amp;product%5Fid=2030053140&amp;Page=1" _fcksavedurl="http://www.forever21.com/product.asp?catalog%5Fname=FOREVER21&amp;amp;category%5Fname=Sweaters&amp;product%5Fid=2030053140&amp;amp;Page=1"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Link&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could've spent more but hold back cause I still wanna buy a 60GB or 80GB HDD, hopefully over the weekends. So in total, I've spent S$52.30 + S$24.62 = S$76.92. &lt;b&gt;NO MORE SPENDING!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt; (apart from the much needed HDD)&lt;/i&gt; Mwahahaha... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Online shopping is addictive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-4130259628661819181?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/4130259628661819181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=4130259628661819181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/4130259628661819181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/4130259628661819181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/11/spreeeeees.html' title='Spreeeeees'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-5295393663917743440</id><published>2006-11-19T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T00:22:17.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big V</title><content type='html'>Somebody had her virgin trip to Vivocity just now. And that somebody thinks that Vivocity can't get anymore vivo. Hahs~ Ok, that sooooo doesn't make sense, wth. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, Vivocity is yet another place to explore &lt;i&gt;(Yes, I'm still virgin to most of the places in Singapore)&lt;/i&gt; though the shops are mostly what you can find in any other shopping centres all over the country. But it's the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;big V&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The latest talk of the town. The latest &amp; newest destination to go to. A new place to just sit &amp;amp; chill with your friends and loved ones. The only &lt;i&gt;big&lt;/i&gt; about that place, apart from the area, is well, the swimming/wadding pool area on top, the view of Sentosa and of course, &lt;span class="MatrixTitleBar"&gt;the 2-floored GV cinema complex. Oh not to mention, weird uh.... people. More on that later. Hahs~&lt;/span&gt; So yes, just now was my first time there though I've pass by it many times on the way to work last time. Anyways, I was late but he was even later. Haha.. But that aside, it was cool. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for him, I browsed through Candy Empire at the basement. A lot of mouth-watering chocolates, tempting you to pick it up and head to the cashier and then tear its oh-so-delicate piece of plastic/paper/whatever off its -uh- body and then savour it. Oh, those sinful indulgence. Heees~ But I can be as sinful as I want because I have a high metabolism rate. Weeeeee!!! I can devour anything and it'll take me months just to gain 2kg &lt;i&gt;(only to lose it back during fasting and trying desperately to gain back those 2kg so I can be belt-less with my pre-loved Levis jeans)&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just minutes after meeting him, on our way to GV to purchase our tickets, I saw Aunty Ling, Uncle Azman and Yasmin. The place so huge still can tersempak with them seh! Haha.. Talked with them for a lil bit uh. Haha.. Anyways, Colic wasn't available and we didn't feel like watching Final Call so we chose to watch Step Up at 1245hrs instead. Then then then, being famous for who we Singaporeans are, apart from the kiasu-ism that is, we went to eat at Banquet at B2. Hahs~ My first meal for the day &lt;i&gt;(not if you considered finishing a whole box of L&lt;span class="home"&gt;äkero&lt;/span&gt;l's Forest Berries a meal)&lt;/i&gt;. Apparently, the next-door Non-Halal foodcourt had a blackout several times during our time there. I had chicken rice and he had some mee thingy. The chilli for the chicken rice was fuyoh!! Ada cara.. Just a lil bit and it got me coughing. Haha.. It was so sharp and pedas. Like straight to the point unlike some chillis where you have to beat around the bush to finally taste &lt;b&gt;TEH&lt;/b&gt; sharpness and pedasness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed to the cinema complex only to head back out cause he wanna withdraw $$. While waiting for him, I can't help but notice that he is kind of like Pak Long, in some way, apart from the same Bvlgari perfume/cologne both of them use. Haha... Well, that's for me to know and for all who doesn't know my Pak Long to find out. Haha. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was cool, although it's predictable. For example when Nora's partner's ankle/leg got injured. In an instant, one would know who'd take over. But the music got my grooooooovin! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I loike!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we walked around. We headed outside and took pictures. Luckily it wasn't really scorching hot. The wind/breeze make up for the slight heat. Anyways, for a brief moment, while we were sitting, we had a view of 5 butts in front of us. Haha.. We wanted to go to the international bookfair on the boat/ship/whatever but the line was so horrendously long. I assumed it's due to the many people thinking &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Eh, how come there's a queue? Hmmm... Nehmind lah, I think just join the queue also.. Maybe got free gift or free food."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Oh kays, I'm so bad. But..... I don't give shit. Hahs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside Vivocity, there's this group of people &lt;i&gt;(I guess &lt;a href="http://sg.bantus.org/" _fcksavedurl="http://sg.bantus.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; might be them after reading their last 2 entries)&lt;/i&gt; doing &lt;i&gt;(if that's the correct term to use)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capoeira" _fcksavedurl="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Capoeira"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Capoeira&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which is a combination of martial arts and dance from Brazil. &lt;span style=";font-family:Tahoma,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span class="style4"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It reminded me of the past where my cousin danced like that with the song going like this "Paranawe, Paranawe, Paran na". I kinda like that song actually. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day went by pretty fast. Wish it was longer but he had to work at 5pm so we took the MRT to Tampines. He took 27 and I took 21 to go to Mak Long's house. And there, after stuffing myself with Nasi Briyani, I fell asleep from about 6.30pm all the way till 9pm. Hahs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end this looooooong entry with pictures&lt;i&gt; (clickable for a larger view as always) &lt;/i&gt;from today. Cheers~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01385.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01385.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01385.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ship/boat/whatever where the international bookfair is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01386.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01386.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01386.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01387.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01387.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01387.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01388.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01388.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01388.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01390.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01390.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01390.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting structure thingy in the background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01391.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01391.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01391.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pose lah sikit. Ish~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01392.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01392.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01392.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See? Like this. Haha.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01393.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01393.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01393.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01395.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01395.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01395.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i'm not wrong, the white building at the background is Harbourfront Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01397.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01397.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01397.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can go swimming, yo! Or maybe just dip your ankles &lt;i&gt;(or whole leg if you want)&lt;/i&gt; into the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01398.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01398.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01398.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01399.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01399.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01399.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cable car and the cruise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01404.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01404.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01404.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weird people I'm walking about. Haha.. Gosh, ther job looks so easy, cruising along around Vivo on that thing and waving to random people. They waved at me. I waved back and grin like this :D Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01408.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01408.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01408.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01408.jpg" alt="" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us at Outram MRT, sitting cross-legged on the seat. Haha..&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/16619205-5295393663917743440?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/5295393663917743440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=5295393663917743440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/5295393663917743440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/5295393663917743440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/11/big-v.html' title='The Big V'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-2731301949651917016</id><published>2006-11-18T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T13:07:31.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mount Faber</title><content type='html'>Mount Faber was fun fun fun! Completed, though not flash, all routes given by Isa, which was not that easy. Some of the moves I have to use every ounce of the strength I had to hold my body so it doesn't swing. Fuyoh.. Took me several tries for 2 &lt;i&gt;(i think)&lt;/i&gt; of the routes before I managed to do so. Didn't manage to complete my route cause I forgot about it after doing his one. Hehes~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the exercise was really good for me. I didn't realise that I can managed to do certain stuffs so something new learnt. But now, the tips of my fingers are hurting. Bouldering in the rock gym with tiles is certainly a whole lot different from bouldering at the natural rocks. No pain, no gain, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 2 pictures from today. Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01201.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01201.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cable car using the negative effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01203.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01203.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them, while waiting for the rest at Harbourfront Interchange.&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/16619205-2731301949651917016?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/2731301949651917016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=2731301949651917016' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/2731301949651917016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/2731301949651917016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/11/mount-faber.html' title='Mount Faber'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116312829871189240</id><published>2006-11-10T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:21.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hohum Fofum</title><content type='html'>School starts at 8am and I'm still at home. Hehs~ Lecture the whole day so I decided to skip school for the first time. Heehee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, suprisingly, PT was fun - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;INCLUDING&lt;/span&gt; the running. As i've said before and I will say it again, running is really not my forte. But somehow, yesterday, I managed to pull through. I kinda grin a bit as I ended the run. This time around, unlike previously, I think positive. I thought of something else apart for the rounds I have to complete. I need to train more - seriously. And I will, somehow or rather. :D And somehow yesterday, I was high also and I don't know why. Crazy laughters, talking crap and whatnots. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weekend starts today for me. No plans yet for today as of now so I will stuff myself with chocolate doughnuts from Malaysia's Giant. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/61"&gt;Family Nov 05 2006 Hari Raya Pictures&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/62"&gt;Random Handphone Pictures&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Here's something I made &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Clickable)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN4349edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 149px; height: 149px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN4349edited.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Another version, though not much of a difference, can be seen on &lt;a href="http://elvealique.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my LJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; header.&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/16619205-116312829871189240?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116312829871189240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116312829871189240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116312829871189240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116312829871189240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/11/hohum-fofum.html' title='Hohum Fofum'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116257671339807118</id><published>2006-11-04T01:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:21.632+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breast Cancer</title><content type='html'>It was on the day of the Grand Finals for Singapore Idol 1 - &lt;i&gt;December 01 2004&lt;/i&gt;. I was over at &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://brightcitylights-.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ili&lt;/a&gt;'s house along with my other cousins &lt;a href="http://anna-sea.livejournal.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ilyana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://noisy-nutty-naz.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Naz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, watching the finals. In the midst of watching SG Idol 1, I received an sms from my aunt saying something along these lines:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;i&gt;"You know about your mom, right? She's diagnosed with breast cancer (stage 2)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;I had suspected all along that something was wrong but I didn't really know what exactly it was until that very moment. At that point of time when I received that news, I only told Ilyana about it. I remember that I didn't know what to do. I'm never the sort that will show my compassionate side. I remember hugging her and crying because I was scared that the worst might happen. But still, I put up that front as if nothing has happen because I'm scared it'll be all awkward if I show much concern.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  When Taufik was crowned the first Singapore Idol on that same night, I cried - again, for Taufik who won the competition and for my mum.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  It's been close to 2 years now. She's done with chemotherapy and now, still taking her medication and going for regular checkups every now and then. Her whole left breast along with the lymph node was removed (&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mastectomy" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mastectomy"&gt;&lt;b&gt;mastectomy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). Her hair was previously straight prior to chemo. Now, it's like my hair when I was a baby - all curly and springy.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Yes, no matter how frigging irritating she can become when she starts nagging &lt;i&gt;(like almost every mum is)&lt;/i&gt;, but when it comes to the point when something like this happens, it'll leave that part of you feeling different - as if something badmight happen any time - to me laah that is.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  Aites.. I shall force myself to sleep now and have a wonderful sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116257671339807118?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116257671339807118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116257671339807118' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116257671339807118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116257671339807118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/11/breast-cancer.html' title='Breast Cancer'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116216883164148996</id><published>2006-10-30T08:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:21.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My New-s</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;New day:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad yesterday's over, like seriously. Yesterday was just a mixture of many feelings &amp; emotions. One minute I'm happy &amp;amp; the next I'm mad and angry and the next, I'm teary. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;$%^&amp;*)(*&amp;amp;@#&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But at least there's something to keep me happy like funny sms-es and of course, getting my new W810i. Hehs~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;New phone (SE W810i):&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaps. I got a new phone, new plan &amp; a new line. So this means, I've changed my number. &lt;b&gt;So friends&amp;amp;family&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;(only applicable to them and not strangers)&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;b&gt;you can PM me on MSN or something for my number when I'm online, which is like everyday.&lt;/b&gt; :D My old number will be used by one of my brothers, most probably Salman, if not of course, it'll be used by Amirul. Now, I can enjoy 100 extra sms from the previous 900 free sms &lt;i&gt;(that makes it 1000 free sms now)&lt;/i&gt;, free all day incoming call instead of the free 7am-7pm incoming calls and the 100 free outgoing calls &lt;i&gt;(which is the only similar part)&lt;/i&gt; with &lt;b&gt;Starhubs's PowerValue 100 &lt;i&gt;(Student's Plan)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Anything over the $25++, I'll chip in. But I doubt that'll happen. Heees~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;New Semester:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, oh yes. The real start for the semester will begin today although school has already started last week. New methods of learning - PBL, etc. Only 2 examinable subjects and one of them is open-book while the other 2 is non-examinable, meaning I'll only sit for 4 term tests &amp;amp; 2 exams, instead of 4 exams. How cool can that get? Very. &lt;i&gt;Yeeeeeeha!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;New RC Shoe:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boulder gym calls out to me every single second eversince I bought my Hottie. And finally today, I get to test it out. Wooohoooo!!! Yessssaaaa!! Bubble after training anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** Oh oh oh, pictures from the weekends will be uploaded later. Multiply is being a bitch and refuse to let the Java Applet load. Dang it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116216883164148996?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116216883164148996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116216883164148996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116216883164148996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116216883164148996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/my-new-s.html' title='My New-s'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116194700931105458</id><published>2006-10-27T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:21.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleep Deprived</title><content type='html'>It's 1853hrs &amp; I'm already feeling sleepy. I even slept for close to an hour during the 2hr Molecular Biology &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(MBio)&lt;/span&gt; lecture just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was a fun, crazy &amp; interesting time spent on the phone &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which kept me awake till 0517hrs)&lt;/span&gt; nonetheless. Hehs~ *Grins*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116194700931105458?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116194700931105458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116194700931105458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116194700931105458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116194700931105458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/sleep-deprived.html' title='Sleep Deprived'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116188009738723803</id><published>2006-10-26T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:21.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Madrock Hottie</title><content type='html'>Oh kays. All the raya pictures have been uploaded alr. Wooopeee doo! &lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/59" _fcksavedurl="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/59"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Here here here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;! I like!! Remember uh... To save, click on the picture dimension that's in brackets, located right smack beside the image name. For example: DSCN3791 (&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;768X1024&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;). Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, today, I went to buy.....&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;Nah, what I buy shall wait till the middle of this post. hehs~ =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so, I met Isa at Cityhall MRT. I was late. So was he actually but he's late was earlier than mine, if you get what I mean. Supposed to meet at 1730hr but at 1730hr, I was still at Simei MRT. Haha.. Oh wells, the bus was late. Yeah, yeah... Blame the bus but not myself. =P Ahakz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://www.camperscorner.com.sg/" _fcksavedurl="http://www.camperscorner.com.sg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Campers' Corner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; first at Capitol Building. Madrock Hottie is on the shelves. Yayness! Tried on the various sizes before finally settling with US6. The price got me to think twice so I didn't immediately buy. Then we headed to Peninsula to look around. Didn't manage to see anything much so I just bought Abby's White Gold chalk ball from one of the shops before heading to Raffles City so I can withdraw some $$. Then we walked back to &lt;a href="http://www.camperscorner.com.sg/" _fcksavedurl="http://www.camperscorner.com.sg"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Campers' Corner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. And yeah, if you haven't guessed by now, I bought myself a &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Madrock Hottie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Yeah babeh! &lt;b&gt;I loike!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures of my new baby:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/" _fcksavedurl="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4908.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4908.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/" _fcksavedurl="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4907.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4907.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice right?? Swee swee le.. Hehes... Along with that, I bought chalk blocks for myself, Khai, Moe &amp; Chloe and chalk ball for my dear Abby. Many money spent of course but who cares. I'm happy and contented. (",) Oooh, I got the cloth bag too instead of the usual plastic bags, and it's blue this time around. Coolness. Another bag added to my collection of gazillion bags stashed in my room, apart from the thousands of shoes in their shoe boxes, stacked on top of one another at another corner of my room. Hehs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I spent a bomb, we took the train to Somerset MRT cause he wanted to buy his slippers at Heeren. Looking at the Havaianans (sp?), I almost wanted to buy the black and orange one but I figured I shouldn't spent anymore &lt;i&gt;(booohooo!)&lt;/i&gt; and will only buy a few weeks later. Let's see if I can manage to keep my hands locked away from my ATM for that few weeks. Hehs~ I was supposed to show him where's &lt;i&gt;anywhere &lt;/i&gt;to eat but I didn't manage to figure out where &lt;i&gt;anywhere &lt;/i&gt;is so we dined at KFC at Taka instead. Hehs~ Nvm, if you don't understand. Sometimes, I get myself confused too. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At KFC, the place was nearly packed but there's this empty seat with popcorn chicken and 2 pc of chicken on the table. After much deciding, we chose to place our butts firmly on that seats. Haha.. But when I came back after I ordered my foooood, he changed to another place. Haha.. And the popcorn chicken and the 2 pc chicken was still on the previous table. Then when the auntie &lt;i&gt;(hmmm.. I think more of a grannie)&lt;/i&gt; cleaned that table, she placed that popcorn chicken on my tray, saying it's a waste to throw it away. Lol.. I didn't eat lah of course. Who knows if it's been on the floor before or something. But then again, if I can eat a watermelon that had dropped on the grass, what's this compared to that right? Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended my day almost being caught by my mom who happened to be on her way to fetch my dad. Luckily she didn't see the extra bag I was lugging and asked what I bought. (",)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, prepare yourself, aites? 20 pictures ahead... Hundreds more &lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/59" _fcksavedurl="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/59"&gt;&lt;b&gt;here&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Courtesy of me, &lt;i&gt;KAK&lt;/i&gt; Warda &amp;amp; Mak Long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;*All pictures are clickable to a larger &amp; higher quality image.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0192.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0192.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0192.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the entrance of my house, at the balcony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0193.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0193.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0193.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dining area. New cabinet located beneath the huge mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0194.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0194.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0194.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The seating area, whatever you call that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0195.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0195.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0195.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how it looks like from right outside my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0196.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0196.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0196.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The balcony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0184oo.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0184oo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0184oo.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0184oo.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My greyish-silverish baju kurung modern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3791oo.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3791oo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3791oo.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3791oo.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another taken at Tok Busu's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0212.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0212.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0212.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family portrait. Yeah yeah... So what if my younger brothers are taller than me? =P I'm still older. Mwahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0214.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0214.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0214.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my bros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3735.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3735.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3735.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3735.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cam-whoring partner, Auntie... OoOops... Kak Warda &amp;amp; me. Hehs~ =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://photobucket.com/" _fcksavedurl="http://photobucket.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3753.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3753.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Nek Long's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3775.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3775.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3775.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3775.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ever-so cute Alin &amp; me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3784.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3784.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3784.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0313.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0313.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0313.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aunt, the niece &amp;amp; the cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0425.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0425.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0425.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bitch &amp; the whore. Mwahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0367.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0367.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/IMGP0367.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My side profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3705.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3705.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3705.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSCN3705.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through the mirror - Aunt &amp;amp; Niece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4801.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4801.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4801.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4817.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4817.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4817.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4798.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4798.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4798.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last house - Tok Busu's. As you can see, there's many many many people. We'll meet at one house to start the day and end at another house. And the first day is always reserved for the datuks/neneks houses. We'll go to the same place together, flocking like migrating birds. Haha.. And on Nov 5th, it's time for the uncles/aunts. Same procedure, different generation. Hehs~ 3 generations altogether so far. :D And next year, The Abd Rahman's clan is going with the colour maroon/red. All 15 of us. Wooohooo!! The first time this will happen. Can't wait! Hehes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116188009738723803?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116188009738723803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116188009738723803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116188009738723803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116188009738723803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/madrock-hottie.html' title='Madrock Hottie'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116182492417819342</id><published>2006-10-26T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:21.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya Pics</title><content type='html'>Since I'm over at my Mak Long's house in Tampines, I'll just post the pics from her digicam. Mine will be posted up on &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://imah.multiply.com"&gt;my multiply&lt;/a&gt; several days later, aites peeps? :D It's a whole lot. PLus, pictures from the 2nd day at Kusu Island will be up tooooo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/287/1600/DSC01894.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/287/320/DSC01894.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadhrah &amp; Me at the first house which is at Nek Cik's house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/287/1600/DSC01893.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/287/320/DSC01893.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadhrah &amp; Me - Again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/287/1600/DSC01892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/287/320/DSC01892.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadhrah &amp; Me - Yet again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/287/1600/DSC01891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/287/320/DSC01891.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nadhrah &amp; Me - Yet again again? Hehs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.tinypic.com/2dv7wo7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01897.jpg" border="0" height="320" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minority of the ladies in the bedroom, enjoying the air-con. The majority was outside, eating &amp;amp; miggling with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i14.tinypic.com/2lu9nax.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01896.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cam-whoring partner, my Aunt Warda, though she prefers to be called Kak Warda cause she's the youngest aunt in the family. Hehes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i13.tinypic.com/3y4ar9d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/DSC01895.jpg" border="0" height="240" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousins! From left: Khatijah, Zarena, me &amp; Nadhrah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Thursday today and I've no school. Since it's the first week, there's only lectures and no tutorials or labs. And I happen to only have lab &amp;amp; tutorial today. So it's a free day for me. Mwahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be buying my rock climbing shoe later on in the day also. It's either Cava or Madrock Hottie. I'll buy whichever is deemed more comfortable to me although Ilyas said that the Madrock Hottie, which is for women, is far more comfortable. Hmmmm.... I'll see how it goes uh. Whoppeee dooo... Need to buy chalk for myself along with Khai, Moe, Chloe &amp;amp; Abby. Can't wait! Heees... (",)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116182492417819342?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116182492417819342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116182492417819342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116182492417819342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116182492417819342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/raya-pics.html' title='Raya Pics'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116160993034821951</id><published>2006-10-23T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:20.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Menjelang Hari Raya</title><content type='html'>Sunday was my official last day of work as a transcriber at Oak3 Films. I had a great time. &lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/58" href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/58"&gt;&lt;b&gt;These pictures&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt; will show you. Everyone I know will be greatly missed! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's raya and my baju kurung modern isn't ready yet - as always. It'll be completed tmr morning, like the past raya but I ain't complaining. As long as I'm able to wear it, it's aite already. I'm not fusssssyyyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh okays, I don't know what else to blog. So... Selamat Hari Raya to all!! Maaf Zahir dan Batin! Maaf for all the kesalahan I've done atau tersilap kater ye kawan2... :D Enjoy visiting tmr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/287/1600/Woohoo4684.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/287/320/Woohoo4684.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/287/1600/Woohoo4686.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7016/287/320/Woohoo4686.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Toodles!&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/16619205-116160993034821951?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116160993034821951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116160993034821951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116160993034821951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116160993034821951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/menjelang-hari-raya.html' title='Menjelang Hari Raya'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116143744417821332</id><published>2006-10-21T20:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:20.754+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kusu Island Day 01</title><content type='html'>Not getting much sleep was aite for today. I slept on the ferry rides to &amp; fro to make up for it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hehs~&lt;/span&gt; Anyways, instead of the usual lengthy post that I usually do, I'll include pictures this time around. A whole lot more can be found &lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/57"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. And expect even more &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(hopefully)&lt;/span&gt; from tmr's shooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4304.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entrance taken while in the taxi. The bus with the word Sentosa just happens to be there, somewhat underneath the thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4311.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the left is the line producer, Naz &amp; Yem is on the right while waiting for the 11am ferry to Kusu Island. Boredom kills. Hehs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4312.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since we got some time left, I decided to rummage through the make-up bag. M.A.C Liquid Foundation, M.A.C Loose Powder, M.A.C concealer + others. Gosh.. I don't even have M.A.C for those! Haha... And Yem gets to use it! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4314.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Mo on the left. She's the director.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4341.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally reached Kusu Island after a wink or 2 on the ferry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4358.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before shooting begins, the necessities...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4351.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="300" width="220" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lovely lady director :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4382.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me on the bench, cam-whoring while waiting for one of the shoots to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4394.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tortoise Sanctuary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4401.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ikram, the cameraman and half of the soundman's body. Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4418.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with my Volcom visor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4421.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is how HarbourFront centre (far left) and Vivocity (mid-right) looks like at night. Love the reflecting lights on the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v518/iMah/Woohoo4423.jpg" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" border="0" height="220" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last picture of the day. Then off we went in a taxi heading home. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a really hot hot day. However, it's not too hot that I can't stand. It's still within my threshold for hotness. Meh~ That sounds wrong. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aites, toodles. Need my much needed beauty sleep. Call time at 8am at Marina Ferry Terminal &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Marina South Pier)&lt;/span&gt; tmr. Now, how the hell am I gonna get there? Good question. Hooo wells... Go figure~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116143744417821332?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116143744417821332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116143744417821332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116143744417821332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116143744417821332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/kusu-island-day-01.html' title='Kusu Island Day 01'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116123354878909148</id><published>2006-10-19T12:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:20.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright Lovely Thursday</title><content type='html'>It's a &lt;i&gt;bright&lt;/i&gt; Thursday morning. &lt;i&gt;One wonderful day.&lt;/i&gt; I love today. Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the &lt;i&gt;Nokia Headset to 3.5mm Earphone Converter&lt;/i&gt; has arrived, I can start listening to my mp3 on my N70. And that's what I did while making my way to work on this &lt;b&gt;lovely &lt;/b&gt;Thursday morning. Haha.. I &lt;i&gt;hate hate hate&lt;/i&gt; using the Nokia earpiece because it's too big &lt;i&gt;(ok, not that big. Perhaps just &lt;b&gt;slightly &lt;/b&gt;big.) &lt;/i&gt;for my small tiny ears. So it's not that comfortable. Heh~ And and and, I wore my new rib tank which I fell in love with the first time I laid my eyes on it. So I'm feeling happy. &lt;b&gt;(",)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day couldn't get any better. Now I'm at work, having nothing to do just yet so I guess it's back to endless surfing on the net. A break after the transcribing for &lt;i&gt;Episode 2 - Bukit Merah&lt;/i&gt; and before the shooting at &lt;i&gt;Kusu Island&lt;/i&gt; this Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday. I'm just happy that the shooting for both days will wrap by 1515hr, meaning, I can still enjoy my weekend. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hopefully&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, there'll be nothing to do after the shooting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Approximately 2 hours ago&lt;/b&gt;, I just woke up from sleep. Somewhat considered a sleep-in for me. All because of a meeting at 6.30pm today so I can report to work at 12pm. This also probably means free buka because I bet they're &lt;i&gt;(though I think it's gonna be me.)&lt;/i&gt; getting food from the food sponsors. I hope the majority chose pizza cause &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;1st &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;the collection place is only at HarbourFront Centre, a 5 mins ride from work by taxi. So it's way nearer than collecting food from the other food sponsor all the way at Dhoby Ghaut. And &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;2nd &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;it's pizza. Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Approximately 6 hours ago&lt;/b&gt;, I slept for the day. Yeap, I slept only after sahur. I spent my night &lt;i&gt;(or should I say morning)&lt;/i&gt; watching The Champion on my laptop which I downloaded a long time back and talking on the phone. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Heh~&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; Oh oh oh, and eating the instant hawaiian pizza. Damn... Now talking about food gets me hungry. Oh wells. There's always free buka &lt;i&gt;(hopefully)&lt;/i&gt; to look forward to. &lt;b&gt;(",)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retardedly Retarded. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.supload.com/free/dm.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://www.supload.com/free/dm.jpg/view/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" src="http://www.supload.com/thumbs/default/dm.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://www.supload.com/thumbs/default/dm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put A Smile On Your Face Today, y'all! &lt;i&gt;Heh~&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116123354878909148?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116123354878909148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116123354878909148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116123354878909148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116123354878909148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/bright-lovely-thursday.html' title='Bright Lovely Thursday'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116095843380399000</id><published>2006-10-16T08:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:20.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crap In Pants</title><content type='html'>I was super bored the whole day yesterday. I stayed at home pretty much the entire day. I spent the afternoon sleeping away and after which I made a wallpaper for my desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/screenshotwallpaper.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/screenshotwallpaper.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no taskbar cause I chose to auto-hide it and unlike most people, my taskbar is located at the top of the screen instead of at the bottom. The poem &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I think)&lt;/span&gt; was written by me 3 years ago when I broke up with one of my ex. Seems that we're not meant to be together but it doesn't matter now. Me being his friend is as far as it can get, now and in the near future. Trust me on that. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*hint hint to N*&lt;/span&gt; I rarely write this kinda thing so it's like &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Woaaahhh! I can write that??"&lt;/span&gt; WTH, right? Lol.. Nehmind. Pardon my weirdness. Credits to &lt;a href="http://supload.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Supload&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for being one of my favourite hassle-free image hosting site. I use &lt;a href="http://tinypic.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tinypic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://photobucket.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photobucket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; once in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. I dreamt. Part of it was weird, part of it was normal. The weird part was about me and this guy, which I forgot who it was, ate a hell lot of chocolates until he shit out chocolate, as in real melted chocolates in his pants. Wahahaha.. And he crap a hell lot so it's like oozing out of his pants, with bubbles here &amp; there as he crap more. That cracked us up a hell lot. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;LMAO.&lt;/span&gt; This reminds me of South Park. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"He's gonna crap in this pants when he dies."&lt;/span&gt; or something along that lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have exactly 25mins as of now before I bathe &amp; get ready for work. The only thing I've been looking forward to during the holidays is going to trainings after work. That's the only thing that's on my mind during work most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errmmm... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Haha.. Yeap. Precisely. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Why? Just because... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Heh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116095843380399000?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116095843380399000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116095843380399000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116095843380399000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116095843380399000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/crap-in-pants.html' title='Crap In Pants'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116088083738834014</id><published>2006-10-15T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:20.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Riddle for Rock Climbers</title><content type='html'>I finally got down to making a layout. I think the previous one is kinda fugly after a while. Anyways, I kept &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"simple yet nice"&lt;/span&gt; in my mind while doing. I put a part of me on the layout too if you didn't notice. Climbing, music &amp; love. Meh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, though it was a Saturday, the rock gym was opened from 10am onwards. I met Fareez at the usual place around 12pm. Supposed to meet at 11.30am but like 10 mins after I reached, he called saying he'd be late. Oh wells, I got my music &amp;amp; handphone card games to entertain me. I;m easily entertained, ho kays? Haha... Hanyways, bouldering was fun. Relaxed more than climbing. Laugh here and there. Going crazy here and there. And at one point, almost everyone just sit and lie in the gym and basically lepak-ed or monkey-ed around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended at around 4.30pm after which I headed home with Fareez. Met my cousin, Ahmad &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Are you gonna read this also? Heh~)&lt;/span&gt; who's also Fareez's friend, at the main TP bus stop. The 3 of us took 69 back to interchange. I didn't want to go home yet so Fareez &amp; I thought of buka-ing outside. But since it was like only around 5.20pm, he went home and I waited under his blk for a while, listening to his mp3 and then we headed to Bedok corner for buka. I tells you, I had a meal full of liquid. Bee Hoon Tom Yam soup, plus cold cheng teng plus iced plain water. So basically, by the end of the meal, I was bloated due to the massive &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ok, not that massive laah)&lt;/span&gt; amount of liquid intake. I was still hungry for food though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we took 10 to go to Tampines Mall's Starbucks. I paid for both of our drinks since he paid for part of my meal at Bedok corner cause I only had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3 measely bucks&lt;/span&gt; in my wallet and there isn't any ATM machine near Bedok corner &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not that I know of laah)&lt;/span&gt; to draw money out so yeah.. Anyways, it's around the same price, plus minus a few cents, so it doesn't matter. I had my usual, Chocolate Fruppuccino without whipped cream and he had Vanilla Latte if i'm not wrong. I didn't know latte was coffee so I tasted a bit laah.  Grrr.. Horrendous. The smell of coffee already turns me off, what more can the taste be to me, right? Lol.. Pardon me for being ignorant about certain things in life. HEh~ We sat outside Starbucks and talked for a bit. He told me stories and stuffs. As usual, I only listened uh. I'm just not a good story teller laah. Haha.. And we left at around 8.40pm cause my bladder couldn't hold anymore longer. That was the first time that I had the urge to pee so frigging badly. I'm dead serious. It was my first. I felt so relieved after a trip to CS's washroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in the bus, on the way home, I found out something about him that came as a shock to me ah. Haha.. I didn't know he's one shy person. :p There I've said it. Between Adib &amp; him, when you first talked to them, I might seem that Adib's the shy one and Fareez is not and not the other way round. Hmmmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh oh, I want to buy a new rock climbing shoe. I just need to buy. Any suggestions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aites, rock climbers.. If you're reading this, try solve this riddle which I wrote while msg-ing somebody &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Even if you aren't a climber, try solve it too)&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere dark, somewhere white.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere the nose wouldn't like to hide.&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere when closed, won't be exposed.&lt;br /&gt;A place of climbers' fingers cove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[/Edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116088083738834014?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116088083738834014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116088083738834014' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116088083738834014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116088083738834014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/riddle-for-rock-climbers.html' title='A Riddle for Rock Climbers'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116074353398760281</id><published>2006-10-13T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:19.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Cloud 9</title><content type='html'>Hoho... Guess who went on an online shopping spree?? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ME!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div class="ljcut" text="Onto the pictures..."&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/armygreenbabydoll.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/armygreenbabydoll.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/armygreenbabydoll.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/armygreenbabydoll.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby Doll Top - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/blackgoldcrownpink.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/blackgoldcrownpink.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/blackgoldcrownpink.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/blackgoldcrownpink.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" height="99" width="99" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/blackgoldcrownpink2.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/blackgoldcrownpink2.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/blackgoldcrownpink2.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/blackgoldcrownpink2.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" height="218" width="116" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lovely black rib tank tunic. I love the graphics! Damn nice laah! - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$18&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/bluefoxshirt.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/bluefoxshirt.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/bluefoxshirt.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/bluefoxshirt.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fox Long Sleeve Shirt - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/mangopurplevelvetcamisole.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/mangopurplevelvetcamisole.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/mangopurplevelvetcamisole.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/mangopurplevelvetcamisole.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango Velvet Camisole - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/mngpurplebirdhalter.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/mngpurplebirdhalter.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/mngpurplebirdhalter.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/mngpurplebirdhalter.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mango Purple Halter - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;$15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/pinksgselltrade.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/pinksgselltrade.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/pinksgselltrade.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/pinksgselltrade.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink shirt. The design reminds me of SGST's logo. Heh~ - &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what's the best thing about this spending spree? My dad pays for it!! Hell yes. He pays for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;everything&lt;/span&gt;, even for the brown boots I posted earlier in this blog. Whoopeee dooo....&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I'm Lovin' It!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116074353398760281?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116074353398760281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116074353398760281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116074353398760281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116074353398760281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/on-cloud-9.html' title='On Cloud 9'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116063529402176038</id><published>2006-10-12T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:19.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vivocity</title><content type='html'>Shooting for Kusu Island has been pushed back from 14-17 Oct (Sat-Tues) to 19-22 Oct (Thurs-Sun). Gah... I was hoping to get it over and done with. So currently, I don't know what to do at work now. I will be updated later on the schedule. Whenever that later is. Haha.. Anyways, this also means that I won't be transcribing for Kusu Island although I'll be at the shooting location. I'll help Shiqin transcribe for Bukit Merah. Shooting for Bukit Merah will be tomorrow, Saturday, Monday &amp; Tuesday, meaning I have only Wednesday to transcribe before I'm off to Kusu Island the next 3 consecutive days &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(though not overnight)&lt;/span&gt; for the shooting on Kusu Island. I guess I'll be transcribing the untranscribed parts from Wednesday at night after coming back from the Kusu shootings. So meaning on Wednesday, I'm gonna transfer the taping from DV Cam to DVD. Hmmm.. Hope all goes well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just went to &lt;a href="http://www.vivocity.com.sg/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vivocity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s site and looked around. Looks like new stuffs over at Vivocity. The layout concepts and all. Too much info in that short documentary. &lt;a href="http://www.vivocity.com.sg/page.php?id=24"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Go watch yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Haha.. I wanna go Vivocity and watch a movie there too, at GV's largest indoor cinema screen (as quoted from &lt;a href="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s site: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="MatrixTitleBar"&gt; Experience the mighty GVmax - one of Asia’s largest indoor cinema screens, the luxurious Gold Class, Cinema Europa &amp; the New Stadium Cinemas.&lt;/span&gt;)!! Anyone wanna come accompany me? I got Friday evening, Saturday &amp;amp; Sunday free. Pretty please? Heh~ :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aites, I shall continue freezing in this office. Brrrr.... It's cold in here. There must be some Imah in the atmosphere. Haha.. Somebody come hug me. I need your body heat to warm myself!!! Mwahahaha... Crap~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116063529402176038?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116063529402176038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116063529402176038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116063529402176038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116063529402176038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/vivocity.html' title='Vivocity'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116046389110974431</id><published>2006-10-10T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:19.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guilty As Charged</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, I am 100% guilty of slurging on yet another pair of heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday, while walking around &lt;b&gt;HarbourFront Centre &lt;/b&gt;before meeting Isa, I step foot on the first shop I saw when I entered the shopping centre, &lt;b&gt;VNC&lt;/b&gt;. I looked around, trying out shoes that's appealing to me and finally came across one that caught my eye. I tried it and it looks damn nice. I thought... &lt;i&gt;"It'll look prefect with my baju hari raya." &lt;/i&gt;But I began to think twice because I already have a pair of shoe for Hari Raya. I overturned the shoe to look at the price. It's &lt;b&gt;$49.90&lt;/b&gt;. OMG! Now, I really have to think. But after thinking about it over the weekends, I decided to buy it so I headed down back to HF Centre yesterday and bought it. I didn't regret. I'm wearing the shoes now. Yes, I wore it to work. Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say the shoes are to die for - For me at least. With a &lt;b&gt;4" heel&lt;/b&gt; and this &lt;b&gt;shining&lt;/b&gt; thing at the back along with &lt;b&gt;diamantes &lt;/b&gt;on the &lt;b&gt;butterfly "&lt;i&gt;motif&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/b&gt;, it's something I can't resist! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;div class="ljcut" text="Pictures"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo4155.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo4155.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo4155.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo4155.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo4154.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo4154.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo4154.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo4154.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo4153.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo4153.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo4153.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo4153.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo4152.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo4152.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo4152.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo4152.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo4142.jpg/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo4142.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo4142.jpg" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo4142.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I CAN'T RESIST! AND I DIDN'T REGRET! Heh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116046389110974431?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116046389110974431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116046389110974431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116046389110974431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116046389110974431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/guilty-as-charged.html' title='Guilty As Charged'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116034518396951067</id><published>2006-10-09T05:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:19.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Winkless</title><content type='html'>It's 0523hr on a Monday morning and I haven't slept a wink since waking up at 1120hr the previous day. Basically, I spent my whole &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sunday &lt;/span&gt;on my bed watching old episodes of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Are You Afraid of the Dark&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I've never watched it on television before so it's all pretty new to me. A bit &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(ok, a whole lot)&lt;/span&gt; too late, but hey, better late than never right? Heh~ Then around 0130hr, while watching &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;AYAOTD &lt;/span&gt;on &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, I got on the phone with &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Isa&lt;/span&gt;. We talked until it's time for sahur. Let's just say that I got goosebumps a whole lot after exchanging ghost stories with each other. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; My whole &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saturday &lt;/span&gt;was spent the whole day out due to the small competition held at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NUS&lt;/span&gt;'s rock gym. It was aite. Managed to flash 1 route &amp; get bonus for 1 route. I didn't manage to reach the bonus tile for the rest 2. Even after the whole competition, after various ways of trying to get a good grip on the bonus tile, I still couldn't reach. Damn, it's a disadvantage sometimes to be short. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's not an excuse, I know.&lt;/span&gt; But seriously, when that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IS&lt;/span&gt; the furthest I can go with this short hands of mine, there's nothing I can do, however I stretch and whatnots. It's the max. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Max of the max of the max.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bleah..&lt;/span&gt; Gotta learn and see how the pro shorties manage to do and learn their various techniques. Can't really learn from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TPSCs &lt;/span&gt;for that part &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(although they did told me to launch and stuffs but it's sometimes easier to look at how people do it.)&lt;/span&gt; cause all of them are taller than me with hands longer than mine. Heh~ I'm just lucky that at least I've got strength, enough for me to pull myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyways, the last route got me bad. I fell after slipping on the last tile and landed on my left neck/shoulder. Damn, it hurts. I couldn't move at first but after a while it's a bit better so decided to give another shot at completing the route. But I gave up trying for that last tile cause I didn't want to fall like I did previously. It was only 2 tries but I'm satisfied with almost completing the route. And yesterday, I woke up with a hurting neck. The whole neck was in pain. Damn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; After the competition at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NUS&lt;/span&gt;, we headed back to school to bathe before heading to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kampung Chai Chee Seafood Restaurant&lt;/span&gt; at Telepark for buka. Went to the game shop with Fareez for a while before buka and talked a bit about somethings. After that, the whole bunch of us headed to the bazaar in Geylang. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I tellssss you.... That'll be my first &amp; last time there this year.&lt;/span&gt; It's so frigging crowded &amp;amp; blardy hot laah! I can't stand it. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hot = Uncomfortable = Irritated = Not In Good Mood = Pissed = Black Face&lt;/span&gt;. So there. The equation for part of iMah. Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Aites, I shall go sleep now. Work plus training tmr. Sure will &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;zzzzz &lt;/span&gt;as soon as my head touches the pillow tonight. Toodles..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116034518396951067?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116034518396951067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116034518396951067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116034518396951067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116034518396951067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/winkless.html' title='Winkless'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-116014835720557096</id><published>2006-10-06T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:19.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HarbourFront Centre</title><content type='html'>Work was well, work. As usual, nothing much to do except use the net. But this time, I have to search for some information about something after which I headed to NUS to return a couple of books to Professor Timothy Barnard. I didn't realise I had to walk up so many stairs. Heh. My 1st time stepping in the campus itself. Luckily I didn't get lost. Well, I know I won't cause I'm rather good with directions. So if you're lost, come find me, aites? Heh~ Anyways, I can't imagine myself being in NUS or any university right now. That's not my concern right now actually. The thought of more studying irks me actually. Gah~ And people in my course are fighting amongst each other to see whose GPA is higher. Me? As long as I graduate from this course of mine, I'm happy already. I don't expect any miracles to happen. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I met Isa at Harbourfront (HF) Interchange after work and then we walked around at HF centre to find a place to eat but then decided to go to the hawker centre beside the interchange instead for our buka. I had chicken fried rice while he had briyani ayam. And I had my virgin taste of sugarcane with lemon. Haha... It taste aite. As long as it doesn't taste weird to me, I can gulp it down. We talked here &amp; there until, say around 2010hr. I don't remember sitting at a hawker centre that long before. But, there's a first for everything. Haha.. Then we headed to Cheers at HF centre and bought some foooood. It was a hazy day seh. I didn't realise it until he told me. And when I reached my bus stop at Chai Chee &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(after a long bus ride where I slept the whole journey that is)&lt;/span&gt;, it's still hazy. Can see sia.. And then I looked up on the net about the days being hazy and it's due to the annual burning thing by the farmers. Gah. Should have guessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr there's this rock climbing competition &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Is it? I have no idea...)&lt;/span&gt; at NUS. Meeting between 8am-8.30am at mushroom but meeting Fareez at around 7.40am at the usual bus stop. Bus will be heading to NUS at 8.30am. I hope my left arm won't give me any problems and hurt during climbing. Just now while buka-ing, it starts to hurt a bit and then went away and then came back again. Gah~ Maybe I overworked it?? Hmmms.. Damn, the thing ends at 5pm. Imagine climbing from 9.30am to 5pm while fasting. Confirm will be damn tired &amp; thirsty seh! Gah~ Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the house is empty. Parents &amp;amp; brothers out to Geylang walking with other thousands of people there while I'm enjoying the comforts of my own bed. Heh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-116014835720557096?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/116014835720557096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=116014835720557096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116014835720557096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/116014835720557096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/harbourfront-centre.html' title='HarbourFront Centre'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115993093183608308</id><published>2006-10-04T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:19.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>I slept at around 12am this morning! Gosh, it's been a while since I slept that early. It's all the trainings laah. I bladed to training yesterday after work only to find the rock gym closed so I headed to the toilet to cool down for a while and when I came back, the gym was open, with only Taufiq in it. Then Chris came and then Khai came and then 2 of Taufiq's friends came then Tawfiq came then Black came and then Maad came. That was it. Only these few climbers yesterday. It felt so different, so empty. &lt;strong&gt;But I like.&lt;/strong&gt; Cause I can do many routes without much interruption. Hehe.. Managed to complete all but the last route of Taufiq's. It was too far lah. I just need to practice my dynamics &amp; launching or whatever you call that to make up for my height disadvantage. BLeah~ At the end of the training, my fingers were back to what they used to be when I first started. Torn skins, aching fingers... No pain, no gain, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on the way back, I bladed. Then they asked me to blade down that hill thingy that connects AS &amp; Engine. I went down lah. Fast fast fast can! HAha.. I like. Shall go down again the next time. Lol.. Then we headed to the other bubble tea shop cause the one we normally go to, was closed cause apparently they made enough money and decided to go away on a holiday or something. Heh~ Msg Isa along the way to bubble. So during bubble, they decided to make shapes from the smoke. All 3 (Taufiq, Tawfiq &amp; Khai) were smoking lah except me. So I just watch them making shapes and some trying to make shapes. Heh~ So after bubble, I bladed back to Bedok North with Tawfiq and then took 222 cause I was damn tired. Haha.. And I perspired again. Bleah... When I reached home, it was around 11pm. Talked on the phone with Isa for a while. Only for a while laah cause the sounds &amp; announcements from the MRT were being bitchy so we couldn't have a decent conversation without hearing what each other was saying every few seconds or minutes. Anyways, he told me that he didn't thought I'd call and he didn't know why he said that either. Heh~ Was supposed to talk again but then I fell asleep. Sorry, ya? Haha.. And today &amp; tomorrow, there's training again. Drained man!! Luckily these few days, I ain't fasting but I think by tomorrow I could start fasting again. Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I've been spending my days at work, which is all the way at Pasir Panjang. However, I have a straight bus from home so it doesn't matter. I usually doze off in the bus both on the way to work and on the way back home anyways. Heh~ I'm working for Oak3 Films, a production company as a transcriber. I'll be transcribing for 2 episodes of Jalan2, an info-ed programme on Suria. Transcribing means I just have to type back what was being said by the interviewee during the interviews. Simple? Not that. Especially when some people have slangs or when they decided to repeat their sentences all over again meaning what I transcribed the previous few sentences were a waste of time. Heh~ And it's funny lah when they're trying to find the correct malay word. All sorts of words came up. Hehe.. Quite a laugh there lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next weekend, they'll start the shooting for Kusu Island, which I'll be doing. So for the next 4 days, from next weekend onwards &lt;em&gt;(Saturday Oct 14 2006),&lt;/em&gt; I'll be spending my days on Kusu Island, just taking care of the stuffs, taking pictures and getting food for the peeps. Of course, I won't be staying over cause we can't stay over on Kusu Island. Then after those 4 days, I'll get an off day on Wednesday &lt;em&gt;(Oct 18 2006)&lt;/em&gt; after which I'll be down at the office, transcribing. Oh yesterday, Paul Twohill, Jasmine &amp; Nurul from SG Idols came to our office. I don't know what what reason laah. And I heard Jasmine &amp;amp; Nurul sang while I was walking back &amp; forth the recording room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I wonder what I'll be doing today at work. Oh, I'm at the office now by the way, blogging. Heh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115993093183608308?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115993093183608308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115993093183608308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115993093183608308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115993093183608308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115966958996731240</id><published>2006-10-01T10:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:18.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Straight Hair</title><content type='html'>This post is all about &lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt; Hmmm.. ok lah, more to my hair. Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Aaaanyyywayyysss,&lt;br /&gt; yesterday over at Mak Long's house, we were super bored.&lt;br /&gt; So what do bored girls and woman do?&lt;br /&gt; We do girls stuffs.&lt;br /&gt; Make-up. Hair. And those shoits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And so, after a brief unprofessional make-over, here's how it looks like.... &lt;i&gt;(Please take note of the &lt;b&gt;HAIR &lt;/b&gt;especially cause the rest is all the same since we're using my make-up. 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&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/DSC01695cropped.JPG/view/" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/free/DSC01695cropped.JPG/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/DSC01695cropped.JPG" _fcksavedurl="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/DSC01695cropped.JPG" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the last day of September calls for a hair straighening using the 2nd hand VIdal Sassoon hair straightener which I bought on Flowerpod forum for a mere $15!! That's old news lah. Bought that likes ages ago. Heh~ Hanyways, I like the hair!! It's soooo manageable. I'm so glad that I have nice hair and not frizzy and whatnots. Hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mak Long was wondering if my shiny hair has got anything to do with me ironing &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Yes, real iron. Real hot iron directly on my hair)&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;my hair in my secondary school days. I wonder too.. Hehs~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; And now, because I'm not fasting (yay for that!!), I'm gonna have my breakfast of Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's Cookie Dough ice-cream. Tooodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115966958996731240?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115966958996731240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115966958996731240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115966958996731240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115966958996731240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/10/super-straight-hair.html' title='Super Straight Hair'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115912878224263699</id><published>2006-09-25T04:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:18.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boyfriend</title><content type='html'>This is not random.&lt;br /&gt;I suddenly want to get into a relationship, a long-major-ass-long relationship.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115912878224263699?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115912878224263699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115912878224263699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115912878224263699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115912878224263699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/boyfriend.html' title='Boyfriend'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115912117535661436</id><published>2006-09-25T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:18.642+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Question of the Day</title><content type='html'>It's 0126hrs on a Monday morning and I'm listening to &lt;b&gt;Under The Rose by HIM&lt;/b&gt; when I should be studying for Biochem II. I'm happily done with AIMM, though it was a really slow and torturing process. Study study study, then eh, suddenly woke up from sleep, study study study, again in Lala Land, study, study, study... Haha... It never seem to end but it finally did. And my will to mug for Biochem II is not there although I'm widey wide wide awake at this hour, practically having nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, the song's moved on to &lt;b&gt;Creeping Death by Metallica&lt;/b&gt;. Gah~ I should continue my electric guitar lessons once Supps are over, in between trainings. Now that I have a guitar in the house, though I doubt my bro would let me use, at least I could meddle with the chords first and getting used to the fingerings and such. What I've learnt before, I seem to have forgotten. Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I voted 12 times for Hady just now and I wouldn't have done that if Nek Cik didn't ask me to vote for him. Haha.. She gave me $10 yesterday during terawih to pay for the $3 she ask me to vote during the Semi-Finals and ask me to vote the rest of $7 for the finals. Haha.. The nenek sedaras in my family watch Sg Idol. Even more enthusiastic than me. Ok, I'm not enthusiastic lah. Ok, whatever~ hah~ Speaking about Sg Idol.... Someone has religiously recorded each and every Sg Idol 2 performance from the start and uploaded it on Youtube, if you didn't know by now. &lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://youtube.com/profile_videos?user=singaporebeauty" href="http://youtube.com/profile_videos?user=singaporebeauty"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clickity Click&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that whenever I'm down, sad or lonely, I'd eat a hell lot which is why I feel bloated now. I just ate that instant Hawaiian pizza and about 4 goreng pisangs. Though I'm bloated, I still wanna eat cause there's still room but there's nothing free and easy to eat and i'm lazy to cook Tom Yam maggie. I like to pig around the kitchen looking for food. Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Question of the Day:&lt;br /&gt;What would you do if someone were to ask you for your number?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the person since the person was in your secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;But now the person keeps calling &amp; calling, asking "Why did you pick up/reply to my sms/etc" when I'm not obliged to.&lt;br /&gt;The situation will be different, say that person is my best friend or boyfriend or someone who I usually keep in contact with.&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I only talk to that person that few times via MSN and the person is all like,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"OMG, I can't live without you.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I can't live without knowing you're alive.&lt;br /&gt;OMG, I can't live if you didn't answer my calls or reply to my sms."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if the person owns me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Common, get a fucking life.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get the obvious hint?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I made a mistake by giving this person my number.&lt;br /&gt;The calls per day has gone down.&lt;br /&gt;The person used to give me up to more or less 10 calls a day.&lt;br /&gt;Damn that's irritating.&lt;br /&gt;Don't cha think so?&lt;br /&gt;I think I should just let someone pick up my phone and said I'm dead or something or that I've changed my number.&lt;br /&gt;That'll be wonderfully &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;GREAT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;br /&gt;I hope this person doesn't read this.&lt;br /&gt;But I think it'll be better if that person does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kiss my arse.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hugs &amp;amp; Kisses,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iMah a.k.a Kukunana a.k.a Kecik&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;///The song is now:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;2 Minutes To Midnight by Iron Maiden&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115912117535661436?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115912117535661436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115912117535661436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115912117535661436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115912117535661436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/question-of-day.html' title='Question of the Day'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115894782485054433</id><published>2006-09-23T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:18.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Just Me, I Suppose</title><content type='html'>I had a short conversation with Farhan (arab) just now and this was how it goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red: Farhan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" &gt;white: ME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; i need to tell you sumthing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" arial="" narrow="" color="" navy=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; yeah'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; control your feelings...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" arial="" narrow="" color="" navy=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; haha.. yeah, i will try.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; you have too...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" arial="" narrow="" color="" navy=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; something i've been trying to do laah actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; try not to keep things to yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" arial="" narrow="" color="" navy=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; ah... hmm... that last part, i will try ah. cause i usually do that ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; just remember things if u do cry in an actual comp...every climber that saw you will remember you....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coz there are not many climbers in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;st1:country-region style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" arial="" narrow="" color="" navy=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; aite. thanks for the advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; just advising you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" arial="" narrow="" color="" navy=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; will try to keep everything in place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; and also&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; sorry got summore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" arial="" narrow="" color="" navy=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; hmmkays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; tpsc climbers thinks that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u like to do things by urself...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do stuff together lah...learn from each other okay?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it will make u feel better&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" porky="" s="" color="" red=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;" arial="" narrow="" color="" navy=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt; ok, sure thing. cause i dunno why i have this feeling that people don't want me or just feel isolated. i dunno lah. i've always feel like that since last time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" arial="" narrow="" color="" navy=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last time as in way back since i was young.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever he said is true. Those who've been with me for so long, knows it's true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the crying part is something that can definitely be controlled because I was a bit off on that day. I get emotional too and most of the times as hard as I try, I can't control it thought at first I could but then it just started all over again. All I need is a bit time and space and I'll be aite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random people who thinks I'm a heartless bitch &lt;i&gt;(ok, may not be to that extend.. whatever)&lt;/i&gt;, i think, because many have told me that their first impression of me is that I don't smile and I may look like a stuck-up biatch. Maybe it's because I have this thinking, &lt;i&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Doesn't mean I'm small, you can mess with me."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;So maybe by putting on that front, they won't dare mess with me. But that's gone once I've gotten to know you and be friends with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping things to myself, that's another huge huge huge part of ME. I seldom tell people how I feel as much as I wanted too, though I may seem like one who'd just spray out those hurting words that are true. Sometimes I am, in very few situations. But many a time, I'm not. I'm already opening up a bit here and there slowly. It's a starter which can lead to a better me, perhaps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And doing things by myself, oh yes, that's is what many can observe. Reason being, I'm kinda used to it. It may be of an advantage to certain situations and disadvantage in some. The major disadvantage is people might think that I don't like to socialize and don't really value friendship or I like doing things my way, whatever conclusions one may draw. But for me, I don't know if I can put this out right, but I don't really like to depend on people that much. Sometimes, I just feel isolated, like how I felt in primary school, secondary school &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;(the most)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and sometimes, even in poly. Maybe it's just me thinking far but I &lt;b&gt;always&lt;/b&gt; feel that people don't like or hate having me around. The feeling can range from bits here and there to &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"I-can't-stand-you.-Get-out-of-my-fucking-face."&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/b&gt;So, to stop feeling like that, I go do things on my own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah~ It's simply me and now, I shall continue mugging.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115894782485054433?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115894782485054433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115894782485054433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115894782485054433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115894782485054433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-just-me-i-suppose.html' title='It&apos;s Just Me, I Suppose'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115883443321004269</id><published>2006-09-21T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:18.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LJ Icons!!</title><content type='html'>I've compiled all the icons (100 by 100 pixels) that I have saved in my hard drive as of today.&lt;br /&gt;Some were made by me and most were stolen from the net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[&lt;a _fcksavedurl="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/54" href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/54"&gt;THE ICONS&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115883443321004269?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115883443321004269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115883443321004269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115883443321004269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115883443321004269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/lj-icons.html' title='LJ Icons!!'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115882483570035330</id><published>2006-09-21T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:18.097+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RCC: Rock Climbing Camp</title><content type='html'>It was those 2 days that got me thinking about something. Whether I'm able to enjoy the company of the people. Whether I'm able to be better than people. Whether I'm able to get where the seniors are. Whether I'm able to cope with the stress and disappointment. Whether I'm able to persevere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of the camp was a day of fun, laughter and enjoyment. Activities that let you get to know more about your peers and show care and concern to them. The highlight of the day was the last activity, which was the performance. Many many laughters. Videos were taken. Pictures were captured. All's in waiting to be shared and uploaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being awake almost throughout the night can prove to be fatal to my mental and physical strength. But it was fun, nonetheless. I'm just glad I ain't a guy cause otherwise, I'd be a target of Moe and Ilyas like any other sleeping guys during the camp. Oh, Moe, should I upload the picture of your butt and the video of the forfeit where you had to kiss Fayt's nipples and lips? Hoho... Now I've got something on you. *Evil laughter*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Running just ain't my cup of tea. But having people running with you, cheering you on, being there with you, giving you hope, just makes it possible to continue despite countless times of thinking of giving up. So thanks to those you did all those, from the bottom of my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The internal competition got me all worked up. Although I flashed route 1 within a matter of a few seconds, I was really disappointed not being able to complete route 2 &amp; 3. Why? Because I know I can complete it if not for the 3mins time limit and my left arm. Onto the last route, I wasn't ready to give up despite the 2 previous setbacks on route 2 &amp;amp; 3. Ignoring the pain from my left arm, I managed to flash the route. After the internal competition, thinking the.arm is gonna be better, I didn't seek help from anyone but finally did which was a relieve cause now, it doesn't hurt anymore although it's not fully recovered just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow or rather, almost all the conversations Fareez and I had on the bus on the way back from rock climbing has always been about relationships. I guess it's just a common conversation topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so, congrats to all that made it to the team. May we drink even more bubble tea after trainings and train even more for any upcoming competitions!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;//// I just re-read what I just wrote and realised that one paragraph to the next didn't flow nicely. Lol. Gah~ Who cares...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115882483570035330?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115882483570035330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115882483570035330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115882483570035330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115882483570035330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/rcc-rock-climbing-camp.html' title='RCC: Rock Climbing Camp'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115849457392779466</id><published>2006-09-17T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:17.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUM</title><content type='html'>I feel.... bleah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUM laah sia. Damn. But but but, better at least. I don't make sense, I know. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;START&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off, scurrying.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115849457392779466?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115849457392779466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115849457392779466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115849457392779466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115849457392779466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/gum.html' title='GUM'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115803860033688672</id><published>2006-09-12T12:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:17.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE Rant</title><content type='html'>Well, I got a 4 day office job at &lt;a href="http://www.streetdirectory.com/asia_travel/travel/travel.php?travel_id=1&amp;travel_site=2411"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Mosque Street&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; which starts tomorrow from Sharina, the person Mak Long, Nadhrah &amp; I met at the airport after sending KSW off. Doing some simple calculations stuffs so should be aite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And next week, apart from the selection, I might start work at &lt;a href="http://www.singapore.holiday-inn.com/sinpv/dining.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Holiday Inn restaurant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Not sure yet but most probably will cause as qouted from Adib &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(not the rock climbing Adib or my cousin Adib. Gosh, I know 3 Adib-s...)&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"cos if i ask my uncle, confirm get one"&lt;/span&gt;. So woohooo on that! Yayness! Then perhaps, every holiday, just work there or something like Andre and Ying Ying does with their job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about selection, I won't be fasting for those 2 days when I'm supposed to, meaning fasting 2 days after that which is right before puasa. Bah! Nehmind. If I fast during the selection, confirm no energy to climb one, like yesterday. By 6pm, I was exhausted already although I didn't climb much. Even after breaking my fast, I was still a bit weak, not the energy I normally have if I don't fast. Gah! Fasting and climbing don't go together for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the climbers will leave for KL tonight. The total expense, excluding food &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I think)&lt;/span&gt; and shopping is only &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;S$60&lt;/span&gt; sia! Well, if so, money is not an issue. The only issue is that my parents, mainly my dad, thinks that I'm gonna die if I climb at a natural place or something. Not fun! Not fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaarrrggghhhh. I don't know what the hell is going on with my right eye. Even if I don't wear my lenses, sometimes, it'll tear up and tear even more after that. It's like now, it's sensitive to water or air or something. And when I wear my lenses, on the inner side of the eyeball, it'll hurt quite a bit after putting in. But after it teared up like hell, with red eyes, it went away as fast as it comes. No more tearing, no more red eye. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's like cloudy sky for one minute and clear sky the next.&lt;/span&gt; And sometimes, throughout the day &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(when I wear my lenses)&lt;/span&gt;, it'll start tearing again, as if I'm crying with only one eye. Lol.. Is it something I have to worry about? Gaaah. Now I have 2 things to worry about. This and the never-ending left ankle. Will sought help from Farhana again for my ankle once she's done with her exams. Every fall seems to aggravate it. Walking is fine. Only when bending it 45 degrees or sometimes, running, hurts. Bleah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyways, I think I shall watch &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0383574/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pirates of the Caribbean: The Dead Man's Chest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; for the third time now. Tooooodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115803860033688672?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115803860033688672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115803860033688672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115803860033688672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115803860033688672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/rant.html' title='THE Rant'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115779874387665760</id><published>2006-09-09T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:17.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink &amp; Black</title><content type='html'>New layout up! Pink &amp; Black. Vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Famous Amos 's No Nuts Chocolate Chips&lt;/span&gt; along with mini &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tops&lt;/span&gt; chocolates to munch on later after buka while watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love Story in Harvard&lt;/span&gt; on youtube!! Yayness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to all climbers for tomorrow's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Climb On!&lt;/span&gt; carnival at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Singapore Expo&lt;/span&gt;! I hope I have enough energy to pull through tomorrow's carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I've been approved for relief teaching by &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.moe.gov.sg"&gt;M.O.E&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;a href="http://www.moe.gov.sg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wei Xuan&lt;/span&gt; for telling me about that. Woooohooooo.... Haha... Go figure where that goes, huh? Hah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aites, i'm sleep deprived. Tooodles!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115779874387665760?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115779874387665760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115779874387665760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115779874387665760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115779874387665760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/pink-black.html' title='Pink &amp; Black'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115774647684536431</id><published>2006-09-09T03:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:17.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last</title><content type='html'>Here's the last entry on this layout. By the next entry, a new layout will be up. Not fully satisfied with the results but once I spot someone using the same layout as me, it just have to change it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(but that's the whole point of using nice premade blogspot layouts... Bah~)&lt;/span&gt;. Well, no one is gonna be using the coming new layout unless they have the cheek to steal and edit and give credit to themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, here's some videos of Kwon Sang Woo. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Super duper cute laah can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u7EgGdqcR6E&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search="&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Click!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a short home video of his life. I prefer his hair this long rather than the hairstyle that he had when he came to Singapore last week. But still.... KSW is &lt;3. Hot body, tall, cute, definitely nice skin complexion.... What more can a girl want? Lol.. Go figure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IWcDIdqlv8E&amp;NR"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Click!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is taken from Channel U's news on tv. I sounded stupid cause I have been waiting anxiously for him to arrive in Singapore. Ok laah, truth is, I sounded stupid because I don't know what to say. Why? Because I can't think for answers properly. So normally for almost any interview I went to, I'd be blabbering things which I later don't remember saying or things which I later found stupid for saying that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile_videos?user=strawberryxmeimei&amp;page=14"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Click!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and if you've been wanting to watch Stairway To Heaven, that's the link. Full 20 episodes with English subtitles have been uploaded by this youtube user. Take note that Episode 9 part 5 is not uploaded after Episode 9 part 4. It's on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile_videos?user=strawberryxmeimei&amp;page=5"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;page 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Heees.... Oh, Kwon Sang Woo is in it if you still don't know. Enjoy....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115774647684536431?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115774647684536431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115774647684536431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115774647684536431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115774647684536431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/last.html' title='The Last'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115767074102080017</id><published>2006-09-08T06:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:17.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>myLS.urLMP.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;My life has starting to get as mundane as ever. Gah~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was washing the tile day. I met up with Fareez near his house and we went to school together. Waited for Adib at the main bus stop before heading for the rock gym. He was late for 31mins. Gah~ Uber latecomers should have an irritating parrot on their shoulder to irritate the hell outta them, i tells you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day couldn't be better. Washing and scrubbing almost all of the tiles in the rock gym. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold; background-color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Yeah, if you don't know after reading the previous sentence, the first sentence of this paragraph is sarcasm.&lt;/span&gt; But it was fun, none the less, with the many company I had. Now, whoppee, we have new routes to conquer. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday's climbing kinda aggravate my left ankle. I don't remember spraining it in any way. The only ankle i've sprained was my right and now that's fine. But for this left ankle, according to Farhana, my personal physiotherapist &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(haha... actually my cousin laah, that's why personal...&lt;/span&gt;), the muscle's inflammed a bit so if I were to raise my left foot to about 45degrees, it's rather painful as the inflammed muscle will get caught between the bones. Something along that line... It should be gone when I put ice on it. But the pain has yet to disappear. It's been what, about 2-3 months already? Now, sometimes, even running for the bus will hurt. Is it worth worrying about? God knows..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, how shall I spend my day today? &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Can any kind soul pls tell me how to use spent/spend correctly? Even at 18 years of age, I've yet to get it right.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I should be doing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Fill my planted tank water&lt;br /&gt;2. Change my terrapin tank water&lt;br /&gt;3. Clean my room&lt;br /&gt;4. Find a job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;What I can do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;1. Sleep in the comforts of my bed or my parents bed (since it feels much cooler there)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;2. Watch Pirates of The Caribbean: The Dead Man's Chest&lt;br /&gt;3. Go out to God knows where&lt;br /&gt;4. Daydream&lt;br /&gt;5. Have i mentioned sleeping?&lt;br /&gt;6. Roller blade&lt;br /&gt;7. Finish watching Stairway To Heaven on youtube though i've done so sometime back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Movies I wanna go watch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The Devil Wears Prada&lt;br /&gt;2. Monster House&lt;br /&gt;3. Little Man&lt;br /&gt;4. The Break-Up&lt;br /&gt;5. High School Musical&lt;br /&gt;6. She's The Man&lt;br /&gt;7. Take The Lead&lt;br /&gt;8. Herbie, Fully Loaded&lt;br /&gt;9. Rumour Has It&lt;br /&gt;10. In Her Shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;&lt;----[myLS.urLMP.]----&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115767074102080017?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115767074102080017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115767074102080017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115767074102080017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115767074102080017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/mylsurlmp.html' title='myLS.urLMP.'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115738786647688229</id><published>2006-09-05T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:17.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgin</title><content type='html'>My Monday was spent sleeping and going out. Hah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Mak Long's at about 4.45pm to meet Dean at Eunos MRT, heading to Bugis. Of the 18 years of my existence on this earth, it's the first time that I went to Bugis Street. Yes, people! It's my virgin trip to Bugis Street. Well, it's like all those shops you see at Far East, Heeren and The Edge. It's just like an small addition to that. Nothing fantastic. But great company makes everything great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At night, I made my way to the airport, which supposedly to sent Kwon Sang Woo off but was told by my aunt that he entered via the VIP lounge cause he had a stomach flu. Nehmind. I'm satisfied already. He promised to come back to Singapore and i'll be waiting for THAT moment to come. Am also wondering when Jae Hee will come... Hmmm.. Foooh! I love him also can? So visible and distinctive jawline laah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanyways, was told by Irene that the pictures taken of me, my aunt and cousin was in Lianhe Wanbao. Lol.. So told Chee Leong to grab a few pieces for me.. Woohooo! Haha... Both on tv and newspaper. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many pictures uploaded already, of the &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/53"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pasir Ris outing the day before MGen paper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/52"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Alin's birthday at East Coast Park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Check today's The Straits Times, on the very last page of Live!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me picture!! And my aunt's and my cousin's! Mwahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115738786647688229?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115738786647688229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115738786647688229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115738786647688229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115738786647688229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/virgin.html' title='Virgin'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115733757986551789</id><published>2006-09-04T10:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:16.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KSW</title><content type='html'>It was worth the endless waiting, be it standing or sitting down, getting your legs cramped, being crushed by massive crowds onto the yellow metal barrier... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I GET TO SEE KWON SANG WOO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my own naked eyes! Wooohoooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;First off, he's very fair and his complexion is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;super duper&lt;/span&gt; smooth.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Second, he's tall and his body, fuh, very lean! I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Next, his hair is just nice. I love it now. As long as it's not any longer, he still looks ok. :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And also, he's very nice! He purposely chose not to go via the VIP exit thingy at the airport but chose to exit normally to meet his fans! Yayness... But unfortunately, the media was hogging him almost all the way to the van apart from the countless bodyguards around him, which was quite unfair cause they will get to take more &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLEAR&lt;/span&gt; pictures of him during the press conference.     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!@#$%^&amp;*(&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. But I did get to see him, though most of the time, i was looking at him via the digicam's LCD screen which was a mistake.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lastly, he acknowledged me. Lol.. At that point of time, while in IMM, no one was waving. So i decided to get some attention from him and waved at him. Then he looked at me and smiled and nodded. Lol.. Wonder if he remembered me when I was at the airport since he acknowledged me there too. Like who can't right, with the bright pink tudung? Haha..&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I slept with a smile on my face, feeling accomplished. Heh~ I was on Channel U's news too after being interviewd at the airport while waiting for him to arrive in anticipation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will try to get better pictures of him from Doreen Kho, the manager or something of The Face Shop. Ilyana and me met her at Bugis's The Face Shop. We chatted and took pictures cause she did Ilyana's makeup for her graduation day/prom about 2 years ago on the spot at the outlet itself. Lol... I wonder if she remembered us. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aites, enjoy the pictures of him! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.imah.multiply.com/image/3/photos/50/1200x120/77/DSC01403.JPG?et=IYLF603gEe8101ngreoSYw" style="border: 1px solid black;" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.imah.multiply.com/image/3/photos/50/1200x120/145/DSC01446oo.jpg?et=ouCeUoBjwZDud1RctnNmbg" style="border: 1px solid black;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.imah.multiply.com/image/3/photos/50/1200x120/149/DSC01448oo.jpg?et=MRy9SvysPgRB0e4%2B3MFk%2Cw" style="border: 1px solid black;" /&gt; &lt;img src="http://images.imah.multiply.com/image/3/photos/50/1200x120/175/DSC01460oo.jpg?et=u7j%2Cnud0cKqe7IUbMGmEyw" style="border: 1px solid black;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures &lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/50"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;HERE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!! Heeees... :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115733757986551789?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115733757986551789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115733757986551789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115733757986551789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115733757986551789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/ksw.html' title='KSW'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115720281295451821</id><published>2006-09-02T21:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:16.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Imah Wears Prada</title><content type='html'>All is done. Now I can sit back and relax and enjoy my holidays. Ok, what have I done the past 2 days....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, after my last paper, I went to eat at Century Square with Piriya and then went home. Bleah! But but but.... After that, I went to meet Dean at City Hall MRT at around 5.30pm. He wore semi-smart. Nice nice!! I like. Haha.. You should wear that wear often. Yes, I know you read this which is the reason why I'm wrote that. Lol... Then we walked around Raffles City Shopping Centre for a while before heading Marina Square after which to The Padang for Singapore Biennale 2006. Najip Ali was the host. Then the PM came. Well, nothing fantastic apart for me sinking into the ground cause I was wearing my pink high heels (ok, that wasn't fantastic, but. blah~) and the weird guy who striped himself down to his white briefs on stage during his performance. That got me cracking. Haha.. After that, we headed back home in 14. It was a fun fun day. Thanks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just now, It was Alin's birthday at East Coast Park. Many pictures taken. Will be uploaded soon I suppose. Have been lazy uploading pictures lately. Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow.... Kwon Sang Soo is coming to Singapore!!! Gonna go with my Mak Long and Nadhrah who's more crazier about him than me to the airport, IMM and Ritz Carlton. I hope his hair's short cause he looks way way way better without that long gayish hair. Makes him look unappealing, in my opinion. Ooooh, gonna go shopping also hopefully. Gonna buy more heels from Gripz at Marina Square. Whoppee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until then....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115720281295451821?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115720281295451821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115720281295451821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115720281295451821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115720281295451821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/09/imah-wears-prada.html' title='Imah Wears Prada'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115669736206659896</id><published>2006-08-28T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:16.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Qai</title><content type='html'>Well, I decided to make a list of those that called me by my other nick, Qai, pronounced as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Khai&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ilyana (Although she pronounced it as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Koi&lt;/span&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;2. Dean&lt;br /&gt;3. Izzat&lt;br /&gt;4. Izad (If i ain't wrong..)&lt;br /&gt;5. Ashirah&lt;br /&gt;6. Mahirah&lt;br /&gt;7. Dhana&lt;br /&gt;8. Ili (If i'm not wrong..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I ended spending almost half of today outside with Dean, Izzat and his cousin, Andre, who's from Germany. Oh, met Rao at Bedok's LJ. She's studying with a friend. Good luck, aye? Anyways, we're supposed to look at Mars but we ended up &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"chillin" (Sweating rather cause we're climbing the spiderweb and basically just played around at the so called playground.)&lt;/span&gt; at Pasir Ris Park until about 10.15pm. Pictures taken as usual. Ain't up yet. Maybe after exams if I ain't lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? I don't feel guilty going out despite having a paper the following day. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Woohoo &lt;/span&gt;for completing my studying for MGen before I left at 5pm. Now, all's in my head. I just need to spit it out tomorrow. Hopefully all goes well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FPath is another subject where memorizing is somewhat brisk. But it ain't going well for AIMM. I simply don't understand AIMM. My mind just doesn't seem to follow. Bleah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biochem2? Hmmm, well, let's just say I need to spend more time thinking how all those shoit cyles are connected. It'll be fine once that's conquered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errr.... I'm a hungry kukunana? Haha.. Yeah, i shall end. Ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Christina Aguilera is da bomb.&lt;br /&gt;The Powerhouse.&lt;br /&gt;Sexy when needed.&lt;br /&gt;Classy when needed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115669736206659896?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115669736206659896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115669736206659896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115669736206659896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115669736206659896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/qai.html' title='Qai'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115651539760036313</id><published>2006-08-25T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:15.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Avant Garde</title><content type='html'>PCT paper over! Yayness. Left with..... errr, the rest 4. Urrgghh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.....&lt;br /&gt;Guess who's this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3712.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3712.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He's none other than my grandfather!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sexy smexy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, all that's gone now, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;If only it remained to be like that up till now...&lt;br /&gt;Fuuuh!&lt;br /&gt;That's one grandfather you wouldn't want to mess with.&lt;br /&gt;Ahakz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GTG now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chiong Biochem2 aaah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115651539760036313?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115651539760036313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115651539760036313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115651539760036313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115651539760036313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/avant-garde.html' title='Avant Garde'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115626704688027971</id><published>2006-08-23T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:15.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something Different, Something New</title><content type='html'>I've never realized this but my left eye blink first almost everytime when I want to initiate a conversation or simply when it's my turn to talk in a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meaning my left eyelid have a faster reflex reaction? Or is it that I just prefer NOT to blink on the right eye? At least that was what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Dean &lt;/span&gt;commented just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Go Figure. Hah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The day was spent sleeping, eating, watching &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;South Park The Movie&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/profile_videos?user=doradaexplorer"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Youtube&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, sleeping again, going to school library to study and crapping. The study part didn't really happen cause before &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Dean &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Izzat &lt;/span&gt;arrived, I crapped with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Rafik &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Adib &lt;/span&gt;a bit on Level 8 of the school library and continued crapping with&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Dean &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Izzat&lt;/span&gt; when they left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Bah~ My mind just can't seem to concentrate. I just can't get anything done anymore. Go figure. Bleah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115626704688027971?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115626704688027971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115626704688027971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115626704688027971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115626704688027971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/something-different-something-new.html' title='Something Different, Something New'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115618423396526480</id><published>2006-08-22T02:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:15.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UrLMP</title><content type='html'>Amidst all of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"studying"&lt;/span&gt; that I've doing, this certain issue keeps me pondering whether it'll be a benefit to me or will it go against me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; There're times when I just feel like letting it out once and for all but somehow the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;kukunana&lt;/span&gt; in me always seem to retreat slowly back into its shell, until it's unleashed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Upon the arrival of the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;battle&lt;/span&gt; between the good and the bad, the war within me had already started. Devil? or Angel? Angel or Devil? Choices which I've yet to choose though I'm leaning more towards one of the two by heart but not mentally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Each time there's a battle, I pretended that there ain't one. I acted as if all was fine when in fact, in reality, it ain't. A facade. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; facade which is most probably the reason why the battle doesn't seem to end. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; cycle. The facade needs to go for the battle to end. It has to. But when? When will it ever possibly fly away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A risk to take.... Or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Hoohaaas. It doesn't make sense, does it? Ho wells. :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115618423396526480?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115618423396526480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115618423396526480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115618423396526480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115618423396526480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/urlmp.html' title='UrLMP'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115595013979343701</id><published>2006-08-19T09:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:15.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Epitome of Q's Life</title><content type='html'>Yesterday marked the beginning of Dooms Day for me.&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Last day of school = Exams coming = Die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;.:. The Epitome of Qaiyimah's Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exams are going to be over and I've barely started on 2 of the 5 subjects.&lt;br /&gt;At least it's 2 and not 5.&lt;br /&gt;But blardy hell, it should've been a 0.&lt;br /&gt;Gah~&lt;br /&gt;Whatever~&lt;br /&gt;I don't wish to think about it now.&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping late has affected me already.&lt;br /&gt;Headaches, short attention span, STM...&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how I will ever survive the exam period this time round.&lt;br /&gt;I should start sleeping at 11pm already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad's getting N80 soon.&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how soon but soon.&lt;br /&gt;But before that, he's buying mum this OSIM feet/leg massager.&lt;br /&gt;He will take my N70 while I'll be getting the N80.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT &lt;/span&gt;goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walk The Line is draggy.&lt;br /&gt;Nice singing but just a draggy show to watch when you're in an upbeat mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm....&lt;br /&gt;What shall I wear for the interview later?&lt;br /&gt;Go Figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The things they come up with....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-Nur-Qaiyimah-4-6-2.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy!" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-Nur-Qaiyimah-7-10-12.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&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/16619205-115595013979343701?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115595013979343701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115595013979343701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115595013979343701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115595013979343701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/epitome-of-qs-life.html' title='Epitome of Q&apos;s Life'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115584997300358385</id><published>2006-08-18T05:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:15.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facade</title><content type='html'>As quoted from the movie, The Sweetest Thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"50% of what people saying when they're joking is true. Which means you do want to go to this wedding but you're just to afraid to admit it. So by making some sort of a joke about it, you get to say what you want without being vulnerable, right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is just so true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Version:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"50% of what I say when I'm joking is true. Which means I do want to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt;THTIWTBHLMP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; but I'm just to afraid to do it. So by making some sort of a joke about it, I get to say what I want without being vulnerable."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;YOU &lt;/span&gt;think alongside of me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115584997300358385?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115584997300358385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115584997300358385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115584997300358385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115584997300358385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/facade.html' title='Facade'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115572420742434320</id><published>2006-08-16T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:15.095+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WIll You Let Me?</title><content type='html'>I woke up today at around 1pm thinking it was only 9am. Bahs~ I studied MGen and understood what's on the printed paper. That's good considering I hadn't been listening to the lectures due to sleeping in lectures or skipping it. So now all I need for MGen is to reread to ensure I don't forget the little details that can give me marks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I guess the reason I woke up late was because I only slept at about 4am plus this morning, cause I was talking to Dean. Gave him some moral support as a good friend, one that understands him inside out, that knows how his mind works. Well, on a happier note, I made him smile. :D Cheer up aites, mate? Izzat, you too kays? Gosh, why is everybody all around me so emo and down? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;CHEER &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;UP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;EVERYBODY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, I directed a question to Dean yesterday without him knowing the contents and a decision was made. Well, well... I guess I just have gotta wait for the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pigs to fly&lt;/span&gt;, huh? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;R__n&lt;/span&gt; is something everyone prefer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NOT &lt;/span&gt;to get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As quoted from someone's personal message on MSN and I wonder who....:&lt;br /&gt; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;When one is oblivious to it, the situation remains the same. I hope the situation changes. Will u let me?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Well, I hope it'll let me, whatever it is that I'm reffering to. If it doesn't, life goes on right? Well, that's what I mean if I ever say this to you: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I've become numb to all these"&lt;/span&gt;. There's many things to look forward to.... I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hope&lt;/span&gt;. With friends that's there for you, with a company that makes you smile, with an angel that's sticking to you through each step of your life, what can ever go wrong right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The last time this happens, i.e., the deletion of base analogues and insertion of the nitrogenous DNA bases (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;THE &lt;/span&gt;Dual Regulation of Feelings), things were pretty fine except that it's not suppose to be fine. Go figure~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Anyone has Too Little Too Late by Jojo? Send to enque.vogue@gmail.com laah can? Heees, Thanks muchos!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115572420742434320?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115572420742434320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115572420742434320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115572420742434320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115572420742434320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/will-you-let-me.html' title='WIll You Let Me?'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115558136266038526</id><published>2006-08-15T02:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:14.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Art Space</title><content type='html'>I reached school at around 10am, to skip &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MGEN &lt;/span&gt;lecture only to study &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MGEN &lt;/span&gt;in the computer lab with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Piriya &lt;/span&gt;by side doing her law project. After which I headed for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Biochem &lt;/span&gt;lecture with Isaiah which &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Piriya &lt;/span&gt;skipped cause she need to complete her law project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean came to school for lunch and so we ate at &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 51, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ITAS&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Asyraf &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Haikal &lt;/span&gt;were there too. Then then then... Guess what? Nothing surprising but &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Piriya &lt;/span&gt;and I skipped &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FPath &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;PCT &lt;/span&gt;lectures... We went to the library initially to study but because somehow or rather, there seemed to be many people more than usual, we decided to watch a movie. However, the DVD's were full so we could only watch the tape ones. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Piriya &lt;/span&gt;decided to go home and study but I stayed to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Independence Day&lt;/span&gt; with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Dean&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Ahmad (Ismail)&lt;/span&gt;, the cousin was there with his friends too. And later, found out &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Ilyana &lt;/span&gt;was there also. All were busy watching their own choice of movies with their friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I went for drama rehearsal at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. We managed to did what we're suppose to do for tomorrow's performance. Laughters here and there as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when you think it's going away, it comes back again. What a headache a headache can be. Guess I must be taking pills then. Go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115558136266038526?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115558136266038526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115558136266038526' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115558136266038526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115558136266038526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/art-space.html' title='Art Space'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115531718580041705</id><published>2006-08-12T00:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:14.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ain't Enough</title><content type='html'>School was well.... school. Done with that, I headed to City Hall &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I actually read MGen notes on MRT. WOW...)&lt;/span&gt; and made my way to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Peninsula Plaza&lt;/span&gt; with directions from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Dean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;via the phone. I was already &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dying when I met him. We went to 7-Eleven where I bought mineral water and he bought a damn huge big gulp. Then we walked to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Izzat &lt;/span&gt;at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Funan Mall's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;which happens to be the outlet where &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pizza Hut&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;Taco Bell&lt;/span&gt; merged all into one so yay for that cause i wasn't too keen on eating chicken only when all I ate for that day was one &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;measly &lt;/span&gt;chicken pie which was like basically nothing if you were to compare it to my &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;humungous&lt;/span&gt; appetite. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Boy, that was a long sentence...)&lt;/span&gt; I ordered the pizza meal, hawaiian of course with the drink changed to Iced Milo. The meal cost me $8 sia but wth. I was hungry and the pizza satisfy me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Here's a simple equation:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pizza = Food = Imah satisfied = Imah happy even when she's down or sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, after eating, we walked around the mall for a bit, and they played &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;XBox &lt;/span&gt;for a bit before making our way to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Esplanade&lt;/span&gt;.. All I can say was we walked for close to an hour. Walked to the bridge &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(whatever the name of the bridge is)&lt;/span&gt; near the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Esplanade &lt;/span&gt;to find it congested with people, came out of the other end and walked to where the restaurants are and walked back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;Esplanade &lt;/span&gt;and further down where we finally found an field with the purrrrfect view. The fireworks was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;fantabulous&lt;/span&gt;. There's one part where the sky literally became so damn bright. Fuuuuhh... Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it ended, everybody left at almost the same time. While waiting for the traffic, I felt like passing out already because firstly, I'm sick. Secondly, it was damn hot. And thirdly, the smoke from the fireworks made made me giddy which in turn, got me irritated for quite a bit. So I was damn relieved when we managed to pass through. We walked around at &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suntec &lt;/span&gt;for a bit. Paid a visit to Toy R Us and the arcade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Toy R Us, we were minding our own business when this kid decided it's fun to scare us with dinosaurs. I played along initially because I thought it'd be harmless but this kid kept following me so I tried running away but he chased me even more. Lol... I managed to hide from him while he chased &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Izzat &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Dean&lt;/span&gt;, mostly sticking more to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Izzat&lt;/span&gt;. Wahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 14. Waiting for the bus was a killer. A lot of people = Blardy Hot = Somewhat irritated. Reached home at 3 past 12, hungry. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of pictures from today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://server6.theimagehosting.com/image.php?img=Woohoo3381.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 172px; height: 127px;" src="http://images6.theimagehosting.com/Woohoo3381.jpg" title="The Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://server6.theimagehosting.com/image.php?img=Woohoo3397.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 171px; height: 127px;" src="http://images6.theimagehosting.com/Woohoo3397.jpg" title="The Image Hosting" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More &lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/47"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=b4AK9jzMPeI"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Video&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; from today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115531718580041705?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115531718580041705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115531718580041705' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115531718580041705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115531718580041705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/aint-enough.html' title='Ain&apos;t Enough'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115522360300932755</id><published>2006-08-10T22:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:14.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears for Tears</title><content type='html'>I went to school today only to meet up for Arts Appreciation. Some were late. Some were early. Well, let's just say that for my part, i wasn't ready by then. My bad. I didn't prepare myself. Well, for a person who never acted sad or acting in any crying part before, I must say that I need time to prepare. So during the rehearsal just now while the 2nd run was about to begin, I cried for not getting into the role for the first run. Sad laaah cause i'm kinda disappointed in myself for not doing what was supposed to be done. Oh wells...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, I followed Shu to AS computer lab and used the net a while. Then, I talked to Dean on the phone while walking to the library to watch a movie. Met Jalil at the same place and gave the phone to him for them to talk. I couldn't decide what movie to watch. I had in my hand &lt;a href="http://imdb.com/title/tt0334965"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;Bring It On Again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; but I was still browsing to see if there's any other good movies. It's like choosing a boyfriend amongst many guys that you're being introduced to. Like the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"reality&lt;/span&gt;" tv, The Bachelorette or something. Finally, I decided to just watch what I picked in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took 23 to meet Dean at Tampines Mac's after the movie ended. But before I met him, I decided to treat myself to New York Pizza's Super Triangle Hawaiian pizza to cheer myself up. Was about to reach Mac's when I saw Dean standing not far away from me. So we headed back to New York pizza and ate. He treated me to another big slice of the same pizza that I had. Thanks for that. And thanks for yesterday's huge Mac's Iced Milo and last Thursday's bowling game and Chocolate Sundae. Anyways, we sat and talked a bit before walking around in Century Square. Met my ex-colleague from Swensens, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shirlene&amp;ThiamHow&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kim&amp;Nasrul&lt;/span&gt;. Well, it was a surprise to meet them except for Shirlene since she's in TP and Thiam How who's in TP also but whom i seldom bump into but yeah. Nasrul somewhat got... errr... chubbier... Haha... And Kim is well... Kim, just like before. No physical change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before we went our separate ways, we bought milkshake from Mac's. He bought Chocolate while I bought banana. Maybe my taste buds are a bit different from everyone else's one but I thought the banana one tasted like chewing gum. Dean said it tasted like banana though. Well, i'm not a fan of weird taste. Ok, maybe some lah. As in, it might taste weird to me but not the others. Vice versa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bla bla bla and so i practiced acting in front of the mirror. I managed to achieve what i'm suppose to do. The emotions and the voice and the everything. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But why can't I frigging do it with people around?? Why must I keep laughing?&lt;/span&gt; Bleahhhh... I did it repeatedly like 5 or 6 times lah. Oh oh oh, i even used my black eyeshadow in place of charcoal to dirty my face for that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;effect&lt;/span&gt;. I guess I just have to focus more then. So... This means I know I can do it. It's a matter of whether I want to focus or not. On Monday's rehearsal and Tuesday's actual acting, I'm gonna do it like just now hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115522360300932755?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115522360300932755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115522360300932755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115522360300932755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115522360300932755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/tears-for-tears.html' title='Tears for Tears'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115514298479488879</id><published>2006-08-10T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:14.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day</title><content type='html'>Half of the day was spent at home. Woke up late, awaken by an sms. Awake for about 2 hours or so before falling asleep again only to wake up at about 4.30pm by a call from Dean asking if i wanna go see the fireworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Izzat at Bedok first and took the MRT to Kallang. Waited for Dean for quite sometime. In the meantime, I listened to the mp3s in Izzat's Ipod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Dean arrived, we walked. The initial plan was to go to Kallang Mac's but we decided to mark our territory at one spot on some field near the National Stadium. Pictures and videos taken. This time, the view was much clearer as compared to yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we walked to Kallang Mac's where there's free internet connection so we watched some videos on youtube. I was laughing my arse off the videos of the &lt;a style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=omu4G8igoVc"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;japanese spa prank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=l4Z185dZD_4"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;japanese trying to speak english&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Zz7Xeg2dgVw"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;japanese silent library&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/results?search_query=regional+sports&amp;search=Search"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;fox regional sports&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Each time i watch these, i never fail to exercise my abs. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video playlist &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/view_play_list?p=89E8A000A4F75406"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Pictures &lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/46"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this was my first day out on a National Day with friends. It was well spent. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115514298479488879?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115514298479488879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115514298479488879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115514298479488879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115514298479488879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day.html' title='National Day'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115509682226233040</id><published>2006-08-09T11:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:13.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day Eve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fun was the word to describe yesterday.&lt;/span&gt; The CSAS editing test was alright. Nothing more to say. After CSAS, Piriya and I headed to TM cause she wanted to buy herself this dry dunno what towel for swimming. TM was packed mostly with sec sch students, mostly in red. Pizza Hut was full, with a long queue. They could've just go back home and ordered the pizza while waiting in the comforts of their home. Anyways... after much walking, she finally decided on Arena's one, in pinkish-purple. Cheaper than the Speedo one. Then we headed to my house and chill for a while. I put some eye makeup on her and make her wear my tudung which she did... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Funny &lt;/span&gt;laah.. She looks exactly like one of my friends. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Pictures pictures*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we headed back to school taking 23. Yes, after 1 1/2 years of schooling in TP, I just realised that there's another route for me to go to school instead of taking 67/28 followed by 69. I could walk to the bus stop near the street soccer court there and take 60/87 followed by 23. It's way faster and not crowded at all. But I will never follow that route when it's midday cause it's damn hot lah can? We reached school a bit early for PCT. We got back our quiz and we went through it. Let's just say not many of my classmates were happy with their results... Haha.. Our class changed our Thursday's PCT tutorial to Friday cause otherwise we'll be coming to school just for that 1hr tutorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Piriya and I headed to the computer lab to print some notes before i went for Arts Appreciation. Arts Appreciation was well, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fun&lt;/span&gt;.. We rehearsed our short drama. Slight improvisions here and there. We'll be meeting again this Thursday at 2pm. Gah... In the end, i still have to go back to school on Thursday. But at least there won't be studying and looking at notes for that day in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then then, after i ended my lesson, Piriya and I took the MRT to head to City Hall for her dance class and for me to meet Dean and Izzat to watch the fireworks. When I reached City Hall interchange, the whole place was very packed, like how you'd see it when you go to the Geylang bazaar during the fasting month just before Hari Raya. I was lost for a while, trying to find them. I've never seen that many people in City Hall before. Haha.. Had a fun time with Dean and Izzat. Eating, crapping, singing, bascially just being who we are. Haha... Oh oh oh, I walked a lot today. Too much for me.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;Anyways, pictures &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos/album/45"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;and videos for the fireworks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=hUk8O7SfKU4"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia,times new roman,times,serif;" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=i2qjZFHnr3Y"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia,times new roman,times,serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=hUk8O7SfKU4"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http:///"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=hUk8O7SfKU4"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115509682226233040?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115509682226233040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115509682226233040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115509682226233040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115509682226233040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/national-day-eve.html' title='National Day Eve'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115487479040252305</id><published>2006-08-06T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:13.760+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Click It</title><content type='html'>Went out at around 12.50pm to meet Dean at Orchard MRT. I was late. So was he. We're suppose to meet at 1.30pm but i think we took the same train and arrived at the same time. I had a feeling that we took the same train when I reached Kembangan and Eunos MRT. So yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we walked to Lido and bought the 3pm tickets for Click. Since it was just 2pm, we walked to Wheelocks and spend most of the time at Borders, me reading Readers' Digest. I should ask my dad to subscribe to RD or something. Haha.. Well, we talked, about the present and the past, our past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what i've learnt today? Not to buy the milo at Lido and to buy it at Mc Donald's instead cause you can get much more at Mac's for the same price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so after waiting in line for 10mins, we watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Click&lt;/span&gt;. It's quite interesting that you're able to control your life with the universal remote in the beginning only to let it control your life later. I'd love to own that, to mute nagging parents, to fast forward boring lectures, to slow down to ogle at guys and such.. Haha.. Well, like every movie, there's a sad part too. And wth, i cried lah. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So sad can?&lt;/span&gt; Especially the part where the 3 generations of guys were together and the part where old Adam Sandler was running in the rain, with the sad instrumental playing which reminded me of the instrumental from Stairway to Heaven which made me cry more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so after that, we simply just wandered around Orchard, walking to Taka then to Paragon, laughing and talking along the way. On the way to Paragon, I met one of the rock climber freshies, the one with the purple hair. She had a bf, or so i assume, with this bright pink hair. Lol.. It should be the opposite, really. Haha... But... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whatever that makes them happy lah..&lt;/span&gt; Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dean told me Fadya was working at Paragon, so trying our luck, we went there. True enough, she's working. So yay. &lt;s&gt;I kinda forgot how they knew each other in the first place..&lt;/s&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ok, i just got the answer via MSN.&lt;/span&gt; We chatted for quite some time, which ended with her giving us Adidas, Nike, Fox and G2000/U2 discount vouchers. I also asked for the application form to work there but i'm still contemplating whether i should go for it or not during my holidays. Cause i still have to commit 33hours when school starts and I don't think i will ever have time to juggle between school, rock climbing and work. Headed to Heeren after that and again, we just wandered around there aimlessly, looking at stuffs. Stories told, memories recalled. Though many part, i simply just can't remember anything that happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took 14 home. Long way back to Bedok Interchange so we had a long talk about everything, the past and the present. Well, it's been sometime since we went out, apart from the going bowling on Thursday before going for training. Then upon reaching to Interchange, we headed to NTUC cause he gotta buy bread. So yeah. On the way there, some things which i didn't expect him to say, was revealed. I was taken back a bit, given the situation he was in but i somehow kept my composure, or so i think though he thought otherwise initially. Great time spend with the ex or i shall say now, a good friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, mugging for FPath in a short while is a must. I kinda have the drive right this moment to mug so i shall change and get ready to do so before the drive is driven away by some unnatural force. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ho kaaaaaay&lt;/span&gt;.... That doesn't make sense but i just felt like saying it because whatever that makes me happy, i shall do. :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3293.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 151px; height: 113px;" src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3293.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3294.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 149px; height: 112px;" src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3294.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wei Xuan's and my plates. Our last MGen lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3295.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3295.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me shoes. Pool table at Safra Tampines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3299.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3299.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me on the way to meet Dean just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3300.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3300.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken yesterday. Climbing World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3304.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3304.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me at home just now before leaving the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3306.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 125px; height: 93px;" src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3306.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3307.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 122px; height: 92px;" src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3307.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cinema after watching Click.&lt;br /&gt;Lido Theatre 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3308.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3308.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In bus 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3310.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3310.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3312.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3312.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3314.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3314.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" 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/16619205-115487479040252305?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115487479040252305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115487479040252305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115487479040252305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115487479040252305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/click-it.html' title='Click It'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115482982896383024</id><published>2006-08-06T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:13.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nur Qaiyimah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Nur Qaiyimah....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Wants and craves for cheng teng&lt;br /&gt;- Should start preparing for the exams&lt;br /&gt;- Should continue doing push ups and pullups&lt;br /&gt;- Must go for a jog one of these days&lt;br /&gt;- Should roller blade because it's been helluva sometime since i bladed&lt;br /&gt;- Should start saving some ca ching&lt;br /&gt;- Need to buy a pen, foolscap paper and liquid paper&lt;br /&gt;- Should eat less&lt;br /&gt;- Shall get the perfect abs&lt;br /&gt;- Have to try not to sleep so late every night&lt;br /&gt;- Wants to watch Click, The Fast &amp; The Furious: Tokyo Drift, The Lake House &amp;amp; The Break-Up&lt;br /&gt;- Will get many moneys when people pay her back what they owe&lt;br /&gt;- Haven't study for her FPath quiz tmr&lt;br /&gt;- Can't wait till exams are over&lt;br /&gt;- Spents too much time on the net&lt;br /&gt;- Has not eaten Maggie Tom Yam for quite some time&lt;br /&gt;- Prefers heavy breakfast to a light one&lt;br /&gt;- Loves drinking apple juice, especially when on the plane&lt;br /&gt;- Craves for pizza on alternate days&lt;br /&gt;- Is a cam whore&lt;br /&gt;- Loves wearing shoes (track/canvas) a size bigger so i can move my toes around inside&lt;br /&gt;- Loves wearing heels&lt;br /&gt;- Dislike sharing food with people when i'm really hungry&lt;br /&gt;- Have not own even one nail polish&lt;br /&gt;- Needs to prioritise&lt;br /&gt;- Should stop procrastinating&lt;br /&gt;- Is hungry now at 0959hr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115482982896383024?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115482982896383024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115482982896383024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115482982896383024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115482982896383024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/nur-qaiyimah.html' title='Nur Qaiyimah'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115475297227454272</id><published>2006-08-05T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:13.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup</title><content type='html'>I look forward to labs the most. Why? Because it's like a hangout session, especially during PCT. I can even sleep, charge my handphone and use my digicam to take pictures. Haha... I also get to drink cheng teng every lab because I simply think cheng teng is THE dessert you should take because it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh-so-delicious&lt;/span&gt;. It's seriously delicious, in every single aspect. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i woke up late today considering that i slept only at about 1.30am. I don't know why i'm this tired either. I could've wake up later if my phone didn't ring. Gah~ Neh mind. At least i get to eat my porridge and surf the net before heading out for World Cup at expo hall 5. Syafiq's climbing. More pictures and videos of him. Hah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be going to Orchard beforehand with Moe but now i kinda feel lazy and lethargic. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i just more than i should on food. I had like $70 last week. Now, i'm left with only $27. I was like &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;wth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lah. I didn't buy anything except for food. Gah! I was supposed to cash that into my account. Argghhh! Frusration frustration frustration. Blah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115475297227454272?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115475297227454272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115475297227454272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115475297227454272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115475297227454272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/world-cup.html' title='World Cup'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115470234304108836</id><published>2006-08-04T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:13.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Cheng Teng Shop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="itembox"&gt;&lt;p&gt;I should drink cheng teng.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or i shouldn't drink cheng teng at all?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gah, this is confusing. Everything's confusing. Haha... Don't you think so?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I don't make sense. Only i understand what i'm trying to say.. And perhaps &lt;em&gt;Piriya&lt;/em&gt; and perhaps &lt;em&gt;Ilyana&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Everytime i see any shop selling cheng teng, i'm tempted to buy and drink and enjoy every single spoonful of it. Why? Because it's nice to drink. Furthermore, i've drink it since young and so i've gotten adjusted to the taste, how sweet each ingredient can be. It gives me the &lt;em&gt;oh-so-nice&lt;/em&gt; feeling each time i drink it. :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Same concept. *Shrugs*~&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115470234304108836?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115470234304108836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115470234304108836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115470234304108836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115470234304108836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/08/cheng-teng-shop.html' title='The Cheng Teng Shop'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115427607958404814</id><published>2006-07-31T00:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:41:12.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NISCC TP Winners</title><content type='html'>To cut the entry short because of my aching stomach and tiredness, lemme just announce the winners from TP:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Sea Circuit Speed - Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: Syafiq Utama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Open Individual - Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st: Sarah&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Nadiah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Open Individual - Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: Ilyas Hakeem&lt;br /&gt;3rd: Imran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Open Team - Women&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: TEMASEK POLYTECHNIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sarah - 1st Climber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peining - 2nd Climber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ain - 3rd Climber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nadiah - 4th Climber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Qaiyimah - Clipper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Open Team - Men&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd: TEMASEK POLYTECHNIC!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ilyas - 1st Climber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Izan - 2nd Climber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Farhan A. - 3rd Climber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Syafiq Utama - 4th Climber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Farhan J. - Clipper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALLEZ TPSC!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;P.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Videos taken on Sunday will be up by Monday or Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;Videos taken on Saturday are already up &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/view_play_list?p=92488C34877A0867"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115427607958404814?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115427607958404814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115427607958404814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115427607958404814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115427607958404814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/niscc-tp-winners.html' title='NISCC TP Winners'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115408938698529548</id><published>2006-07-28T20:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:22.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NISCC</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 302px; height: 92px;" src="http://www.smf.org.sg/niscc/images/logo3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my... This day is finally coming to an end. Done are all those lab quiz, quiz and tutorial quiz. Wooohoooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i'm feeling anxious-excited-nervous cause my first ever competition that i will participate in is a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.smf.org.sg/niscc"&gt;speed competition&lt;/a&gt;. I'll be participating on both days, Saturday and Sunday. Saturday for the Open Division Individual Ladies and Sunday For Open Division Team Ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Training with the team has made me progress even further with my timings. My timing was fluctuating between 21s-25s previously. I started out at about 35s. Now, it's around 14s+ on ladder route and 17s+ on the non-ladder route. Might fluctuate by a few secs though. But overall, a great improvement since i started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope in the next 2 days i don't get caught up with the whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;people-are-watching-and-i'm-getting-nervous&lt;/span&gt; thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just gotta stay focus.&lt;br /&gt;Eat my potatoes and bananas.&lt;br /&gt;Ignore the people around you but not the commands.&lt;br /&gt;Eyes on the route.&lt;br /&gt;Know the handholds/footholds.&lt;br /&gt;Know where to place the hands and leg at each step.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And NOT to say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;foook/fuck/foookernenehpok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);font-size:6;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALE TPSC!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Division (Individual - Ladies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;table str="" style="border-collapse: collapse; width: 272px; height: 153px;" id="table7" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Johanna Megan Mustafa&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Abigail Tan&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Sarah-Jean Toh&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Tan Peining&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Nadiah Bte Kamsani&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Nurul'ain Bte Ninsalam&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Nur Qaiyimah Bte Mohamad                Taib&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Tan Yi Ying Chloe&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Uyanga Otgonbayar&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Open Division (Individual - Men)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table str="" style="border-collapse: collapse; width: 283px; height: 287px;" id="table7" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Mustafa Kamal Bin Ishak&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Llyas Hakeem&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Muhd Farhan A Latiff&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Mohamed Shahizan&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Muhammad Farhan Mohd                Jalal&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Nigel Ng&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Muhammad Idris&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Mohamad Shaifuddin&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Toh Min Kay&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Fadhlihan&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Muhammad Noor Bin Farid&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Muhammad Haikal Bin                Zakaria&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Muhammad Khairul Anwar&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Muhd Imran B. A. Rashid&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Dickson Goh Yaoming&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Mohd Heider Khan&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Maung Moe Myint&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Open Division (Team - Ladies)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table str="" style="border-collapse: collapse; width: 276px; height: 85px;" id="table7" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Sarah-Jean Toh&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Tan Peining&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Nadiah Bte Kamsani&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Nurul'ain Bte Ninsalam&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Nur Qaiyimah Bte Mohamad                Taib&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Open Division (Team - Men)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table str="" style="border-collapse: collapse; width: 274px; height: 85px;" id="table7" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;&lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Syafiq Utama&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Llyas Hakeem&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Muhd Farhan A Latiff&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Mohamed Shahizan&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;              &lt;/tr&gt;              &lt;tr style="height: 12.75pt;" height="17"&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; height: 12.75pt; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;" height="17"&gt;               Muhammad Farhan Bin Mohd                Jalal&lt;/td&gt;               &lt;td style="border: medium none ; font-size: 8pt; font-family: Arial,sans-serif; color: windowtext; font-weight: 400; font-style: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: bottom; white-space: nowrap; padding-left: 1px; padding-right: 1px; padding-top: 1px;"&gt;               Temasek Polytechnic&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from &lt;a href="http://www.smf.org.sg/niscc"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Smf.Org&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before i end off, again i shall say.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ALE TPSC!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ALE TPSC!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ALE TPSC!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;ALE TPSC!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115408938698529548?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115408938698529548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115408938698529548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115408938698529548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115408938698529548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/niscc.html' title='NISCC'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115402005014921688</id><published>2006-07-28T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:22.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like FCUK</title><content type='html'>I don't know how am I gonna survive later...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I managed to breathe at the end of today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God Bless Me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115402005014921688?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115402005014921688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115402005014921688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115402005014921688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115402005014921688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/like-fcuk.html' title='Like FCUK'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115385232488467183</id><published>2006-07-26T02:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:21.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Vibes</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Just what the hell is wrong with me??&lt;/b&gt;  I do not know. Why am i feeling &lt;b&gt;"bleaahhh"&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="ljcut" text="Neither here not there feeling...."&gt;I'm somewhat &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;but not &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, somewhat &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt;sad &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;but not &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 204);"&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, somewhat &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;lonely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;but not really &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 255);"&gt;lonely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, somewhat &lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;pissed &lt;/b&gt;but not &lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;pissed&lt;/b&gt;.... Not that it's void or anything. It just feels different, like those bad vibes you're feeling when something bad is about to happen. Like weighing you down inside, at the heart/chest area there, that sunken feeling, that &lt;b&gt;arrrrgghhh&lt;/b&gt;!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even know what feeling... Perhaps something bad is gonna happen. &lt;b&gt;Something bad and unexpecting....&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I can just feel it, feel it in my bones.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Best of luck to meeeeeee......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115385232488467183?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115385232488467183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115385232488467183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115385232488467183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115385232488467183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/bad-vibes_26.html' title='Bad Vibes'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115384861589198485</id><published>2006-07-26T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:21.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Too Weird</title><content type='html'>This is just too weird.. I need to get it out of my system!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sneezed out, brushed out, squeezed out, flushed out!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to focus man, focus. WTF is wrong with you, Qaiyimah? Just WTF is wrong with you, huh???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohkays, i shall continue eating my last slice of pizza to calm down....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115384861589198485?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115384861589198485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115384861589198485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115384861589198485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115384861589198485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/too-weird.html' title='Too Weird'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115357511229401280</id><published>2006-07-22T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:20.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Twentry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;This's suppose to be yesterday's entry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got to watch &lt;a href="http://www.thepianist-themovie.com/pianist.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Pianist&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, in the school library during my 3 hours break after I was introduced to it during my Sociology class last year. It's a great movie. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bbq was aite. As normal i suppose but this time, we had pizza!! Whooppeee! That's pizzas in 2 consecutive days. Make it 3? Hmmm, i'll see about later..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left the bbq at around 9pm to meet him at Tanah Merah MRT's bus stop and we headed to Bedok Corner to eat cheng teng. It wasn't as nice and sweet as before and the ingredients were much lesser compared to last time. I suppose it's the same vendor as before the renovation. Who knows... Sent me back home again.. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No parents from today till Wednesday!! Haha.... So long.. My next week's schedule is full of lab quizzes, tutorial quizzes and the normal quizzes. Damn!!! And speed comp is the same weekend lah and i have to train and i won't have time to revise. I guess the breaks are meant for that next week. I hope i don't side-track. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But i always frigging do!! Dang!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So Saturday will be spent vacuuming the house first thing in the morning and i'll be cleaning my bedroom before leaving the house to send my laptop over at my uncle's place after which i should be heading to Mak Long's house. But if i were to do that, how the hell am i gonna carry my blades? Oh, and not to forget i have to meet a friend at 11.30am at Tampines MRT to pass her something. Aaahhhh! Guess hafta sacrifice blading for those...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aahhh, i need more time in this world! I need more than 24 hours a day! Someone pls help me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Today's entry:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to find my bed cluttered with newly-washed folded clothes, books, bags, and all those craps. And so the cleaning started, with me cleaning my room first. After which i cleaned the tank and then i vacuumed the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For brunch, I ate spaghetti! And then i fell asleep while watching tv, around 12pm. I woke up around 5pm, ate spaghetti again before getting ready to leave the house to send my lappy over to Ilyana's house. Stayed there for a while. A bit of girl talk. Will get my lappy earliest by tmr and latest by God-knows-when. I took 28 straight to Mak Long's house. Forgot that the bus didn't directly stop at the usual bus-stop, i walked from Ngee Ann Sec to Mak Long's house. Good exercise i must say. Not tiring actually. So i'll be sleeping over till Monday. And parents will only come back on Wednesday. Woohooooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gonna make use of the time off from my lappy to get down to serious studying. OR else i'll never start i suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaoz..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115357511229401280?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115357511229401280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115357511229401280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115357511229401280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115357511229401280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/twentry.html' title='Twentry'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115307481713183082</id><published>2006-07-17T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:20.694+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drifting</title><content type='html'>Today turned out to be a fun day afterall, not that i expected it won't.. Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the first one to reach Tanah Merah MRT. He came about 15 mins later while Rao came a while after that. After which her bf arrived a bit after that. Haha.. So being a punctual person i am, i waited about 40mins in total. Luckily i had some company while waiting. Otherwise, i'd be pissed alr. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we made our way to expo to see the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Car-nival&lt;/span&gt;. Many many cars there. Big cars, small cars, cute cars, expensive cars, ah beng cars, old skool cars, family cars, sports cars, wow cars... Haha... Took pictures too but only gonna upload some. :p After that, we went outside and realised that there's this car drifting thing happening so we checked it out. Although it was scorching hot, i managed to get videos of the drifting which u can watch it over &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=8BZQrbS_-WM"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;here &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=pVxAQYLjLMc"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we headed to the airport. On the way to the MRT, because we had to run, and with 2 slurpees in Rao's bag, it spilled and Rao's bag got wet. Luckily the insides are waterproof. Poor her. Well, we managed to wash it in the arrival hall toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to eat at Popeye's so so so we took the sky train. The place where you board the sky train changed. As in, it's at the same area but you have to walk a bit further in to board the train. And also, there's a new skytrain carriage. No more sitting at the window area there. Gone is my childhood skytrain. What's left are only memories and pictures of the past. Haha.. Took quite a number of pictures there (and some is very nice. :D) but yet again only a couple to be posted. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popeye's wasn't satisfying cause chicken ain't my favourite food. So in the end, i didn't finish everything, well, maybe except the strawberry jam. Left 1 chicken strip, 3/4 of Ice Lemon Tea, 1/2 of mash potato, 1/3 of fries and 1/5 of the bread thingy. If you were to give me a pizza at that moment, i'd gladly finish it up. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then then, we headed to the viewing gallery to play the tap game. The person that saw any incoming plane first will hard tap/hit the rest. Damn... I got hit many times by Rao simply because she always plays it and i'm standing on her right. I nearly got a heart attack a few times because of that.. Sometimes i can even barely make out any form of light from the plane. Wonder how she sees it. Hah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then then, we took 24 home. All 4 of us. Yeah~ I had a fun time, don't cha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3050.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3050.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rao and me in one of the cute cars, Rao obviously in the driver's seat. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3051.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3051.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say cheese and die again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3060.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3060.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their turn in the same car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/IMGP9404.JPG/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/IMGP9404.JPG" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While watching the drifting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3074.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3074.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me at Popeye - Ain't satisfied. Hmph...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/Woohoo3078.jpg/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/Woohoo3078.jpg" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahmad &amp; Rao at Popeye's. Couple for 4 years. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4 frigging years sia!!&lt;/span&gt; Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/IMGP9412.JPG/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/IMGP9412.JPG" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4 of us at the new sky train. No more seats. Only hafta stand. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s2.supload.com/free/IMGP9414.JPG/view/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://s2.supload.com/thumbs/default/IMGP9414.JPG" alt="Free Image Hosting - www.supload.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to get everyone in but i guess my hand's to short so ended up with only Rao &amp;amp; me in it. Heh~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115307481713183082?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115307481713183082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115307481713183082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115307481713183082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115307481713183082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/drifting.html' title='Drifting'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115296448783231239</id><published>2006-07-15T19:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:20.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Choices</title><content type='html'>Another somewhat non productive saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 3 choices....:&lt;br /&gt;#1 - Go to Climb Adventure with RC peeps.&lt;br /&gt;#2 - Go hangout with ex-TSAs in town.&lt;br /&gt;#3 - Stay at home to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what did i choose?&lt;br /&gt;Of all things, i chose #3 instead. Damn, i should've gone for #1. So what i did at home? I woke up, did my AIMM research on Myxomatosis, a disease on rabbits. We're suppose to find all those immunization against it, the sources of antigens and all those craps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That done, being  such a full-time procrastinator i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt;, i cleaned the much-needed-to-clean tanks and equipments. It took me a while only so after that, i played &lt;a href="http://o2jam.com.my"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O2Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; till it lagged and hanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putting my laptop aside, i studied a bit of Biochem2 topic 5 on ETC on my bed (as usual) till i fall asleep and woke up at 1805hr. I'll try to make a point next time not to study lying down. It's been a helluva long time since i studied at home sitting down on a proper chair with my notes on a proper table. I guess i'm reluctant to change cause i'm so used to lying on my stomach studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i predicted, having slept the entire afternoon, i'm gonna sleep way later than usual. It's either studying or playing &lt;a href="http://o2jam.com.my/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O2Jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. I prefer the latter though. Hah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i need to pee. Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115296448783231239?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115296448783231239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115296448783231239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115296448783231239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115296448783231239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/choices.html' title='Choices'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115287856457369756</id><published>2006-07-14T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:20.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Treat</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, I....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Skipped RC speed training&lt;br /&gt;- Went out to watch POTC2 with him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, yesterday was a fun day. He fetched me from school at 1400hr. Then we went to CS first to buy the 1700hr tix. On the way to TM while still in CS, he said he saw his uncle and aunt. Haha... Oh, and i met Abu Bakar with his wife and one of his kids too at CS. Anyways... We're suppose to eat at Pizza Hut but sad to say that TM's outlet was undergoing renovation so then we went back to CS for Delifrance. There, he saw his friend. We ate, took pictures, sent picture via bluetooth, talked, cracked some jokes, laugh at stuffs... Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, since we still had time, we headed back to TM to buy Famous Amos cookies as a birthday prezzie from Liz to me. Thankie yew Liz! *&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Muah*&lt;/span&gt; As usual, no nut chocolate chip cookies. 200g. Many many. So of course, i was happy. :D. You can see my white teeeeth. Haha.. And so, we slowly made our way back to CS for POTC2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POTC2 was nice nice nice! Funney stuffs!! Haha.. And i just can't wait till May 2007 for POTC3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tells you, we walked to and fro from TM and CS like so many times lah. Haha.. But it was a good exercise. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie ended exactly at 1930hr. Then i suggested to go to Challenger. By coincidence, he also wanted to buy DVD-R cds. For me, i just wanted to take a look at the laptop case. It's the shock-absorbent type, or something along the lines of that. It's the material where you pressed, it'll leave a mark. Something like a cushion lah. Lol.. I think it cost around $36. Damn. Have been wanting to get that. Neh mind. Money to be spent if i find a job during semester break. Anyways, i saw Rajidin. Talked for a bit then left for him to do his own &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thang&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then then then, not knowing where to go, we headed to Starbucks to chill. Another usual drink for me, choc fruppucino. :D All foods that i ate yesterday are my all favourites. And so we chatted for a while before leaving at 2130hr. He sent me home lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tmr, i ain't going anywhere cause i'm gonna study and stuffs and then on Sunday, i will go out with Raodah and her bf and him and maybe, Piriya and her bf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i'm off to do my part of the CSAS3 report. Ciaozers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115287856457369756?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115287856457369756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115287856457369756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115287856457369756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115287856457369756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/treat.html' title='The Treat'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115263540019655316</id><published>2006-07-12T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:19.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EighteeeeeN</title><content type='html'>I turned 18 26mins ago. Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year older and nothing more, nothing less.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suspense, horror, comedy. All rolled into one? Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115263540019655316?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115263540019655316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115263540019655316' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115263540019655316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115263540019655316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/eighteeeeen.html' title='EighteeeeeN'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115259153502610557</id><published>2006-07-11T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:19.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabo #1 - Monday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, the day in school was aite. Slept during MGen lecture yet again, which ain't surprising. Biochem 2 was fun because i understood what was being taught. Yayness for me. :D And PCT, well, let's just say i skipped that lecture because i was more happy &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;lepaking &lt;/span&gt;at the student lounge after doing our biochem 2 pathway. Only Mei Li went lah actually. Played pool with Isaiah, Chee Leong and Victor. Whooppeee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, at around 5pm, i headed to sports complex for rock climbing training. Yesterday just ain't a climbing day for me. I didn't climb much. And sorry, i didn't get to be ur &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;bantal &lt;/span&gt;for yesterday. If u keep pestering, i would be ur bantal alr. Wahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the training, i did some pullups - the guys one. Only 3. I heard of a friend's friend that can do 15 at one go or something. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, Fadly kena big time. The usual routine is involved. Pictures and videos are currently being uploaded here. Haha... Whoopee doo... :D The dustbin is just ewwww lah. Fuuuyoh!! Super smelly on yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that bubble as usual and msn at night as usual too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is super slack. Slacking in student lounge yet again. The rest are playing pool while i'm blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch POTC2!!! Oh, POTC3 will come out May 2007. I can't wait for that either! Yayness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, i shall do the findings for my CSAS3. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHKAY... What a boring post -_-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115259153502610557?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115259153502610557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115259153502610557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115259153502610557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115259153502610557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/sabo-1-monday.html' title='Sabo #1 - Monday'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115246705888450257</id><published>2006-07-10T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:19.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joking in Disguise</title><content type='html'>New skin for a new beginning. I'm sick of looking at my black and white layout. And because this laptop is being a bitch, i'm not gonna do any layouts until i get everything reformatted next weekend, hopefully. By then, the system is gonna run fast sans the viruses/ads thingy/whatever shit that aggravates you more during your PMS. Bleh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysss.....&lt;br /&gt;I quoted this from The Sweetest Thing  starring Cameron Diaz, Christina Applegate &amp; Selma Blair, where Courtney played by Christina Applegate said this to Christina (Cameron Diaz):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"50% of what people saying when they're joking is true. which means you do want to go to this wedding but you're just to afraid to admit it. So by making some sort of a joke about it, you get to say what you want without being vulnerable, right?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is so true in certain situations. Be it with your family, friends or that significant other. Don't you think so? These little things can mask your inner feelings. A mask that when drops off, will be a relief to the person because the awkward yet/and happy/sad phase is over. It's a joke in disguise.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115246705888450257?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115246705888450257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115246705888450257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115246705888450257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115246705888450257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/joking-in-disguise.html' title='Joking in Disguise'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115237025949549634</id><published>2006-07-08T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:18.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fook, They Did It Again</title><content type='html'>Well, it ain't surprising, to say the least, that they did it again - blaming it all solely on my friends. To be specific, my chinese friends. Seriously, don't f**king blame it on them. Yet again, i can't help but to just cry on the spot, in silent of course. Luckily it's at night so i can hide it while looking at the passing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm crying not because of being scolded. I'm crying because i'm f**king blessed to have those friends whom they deemed made me the way i am which i myself don't have a f**king idea what it was that i've become. They don't shape me. I shape myself. And don't &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ever &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;judge my friends if you don't know them, much less speak to them. I'm simply pissed at them passing that racist comment. Seriously, some malays aren't better off either. Better off for what? Only God knows for what cause i have no f**king idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhooos,&lt;br /&gt;on a higher note, the meal at Sakunthala at Race Course Lane was as usual, fantubulous. Got to know that they finally attained the halal cert. The cert itself will be ready on Monday. Yayness. Hope their business will boom. Serious good food there, both chinese and indian food. As usual, i ate Bee Hoon Tom Yam. I guess the exercise i did in the evening came to a naught. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After supper, because dad made a wrong turn at the exit, we have to turn back. And on the way back, we drove past VCH (Victoria Concert Hall). Apparently, there's some concert and there were many people. My mind seemed wholly taken up with reminiscences of past. I really was happy back in Sec 4, being in the school band. It was really great, doing what you're good at. Doing the things that you excel in with great company of friends sharing triumph together after each concert. Being one that the juniors look up to....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn, i miss being in a band. I  really miss playing the french horn. I miss blasting the french horn during a fierce piece. I miss playing together as a french horn section, with all the harmony - in tune. I miss the sound of soothing and comforting music during a sentimental piece. Aaahhh... I just love &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;reminiscen-ing&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss playing music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115237025949549634?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115237025949549634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115237025949549634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115237025949549634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115237025949549634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/fook-they-did-it-again.html' title='Fook, They Did It Again'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115227974051331043</id><published>2006-07-07T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:18.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Preposterous Week</title><content type='html'>It's the end of the 2nd week of term 2 and what more can i say..&lt;br /&gt;Lectures, tutorial quizzes, project meetings.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes i just want to migrate elsewhere where the pace is slower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anywhoooos.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First off, i've been selected for the speed competition that's coming up on July 29 and 30th. I don't think i'm up for it yet but i should be able to do it if i can like train with no one around to slowly do it because for me, i just need to build up confidence in doing it and my way of gaining confidence is to do it without anyone looking and such.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, next week is sabo week during almost trainings. Hoho. Flour and eggs are a must on Monday and Thursday. :D Digicam too! Ahakz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, i've splurged on myself 2 pairs of coloured contacts. Well, it's 2 cause i can't buy just a pair because of the large difference in degree between my left and right eyes. I've stopped wearing the coloured ones on February i think, after using it around 6 months or so, alternating between dark grey and green. I bought from the same shop in Century Square, Spectacle Hut on level 2. I absolutely love the blend lah. Gah, now i'm broke. Oh wells.. I can always collect more i suppose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forth, i finally stepped into a watch shop to punch another hole on my Fossil watch. Finally it won't turn around that much. Heh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, my Bvlgari Omnia Crystalline is running out so i'm changing back to Hugo Boss Intense for now until i can afford another Bvlgari Omnia Crystalline. Oh, it's perfume by the way in case you're still at lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sixth, i spent my 3 hour break just now eating at Design and watching Blue Crush at the school library with Piriya and Wen Liang. Pipe Line babeh! Yesssaa.. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, hmmm... Just a hope, nothing but a hope. Haha.. That's for me to know and for you to find out. hehe.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115227974051331043?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115227974051331043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115227974051331043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115227974051331043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115227974051331043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/preposterous-week.html' title='Preposterous Week'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115202430728053424</id><published>2006-07-04T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:17.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Anticipation</title><content type='html'>Yesterday night,&lt;br /&gt;I was sleepy, online..&lt;br /&gt;When it awoke me.&lt;br /&gt;I sat on the edge of the bed,&lt;br /&gt;anticipating what's next.&lt;br /&gt;I then slept..&lt;br /&gt;With a smile on my face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115202430728053424?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115202430728053424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115202430728053424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115202430728053424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115202430728053424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/07/anticipation.html' title='The Anticipation'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115167559170286487</id><published>2006-06-30T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:17.634+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@ Multiply</title><content type='html'>I'm updating more at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; cause i like it there. Heees.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115167559170286487?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115167559170286487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115167559170286487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115167559170286487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115167559170286487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/multiply.html' title='@ Multiply'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115124985838449834</id><published>2006-06-25T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:17.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your True Love Is a Cancer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/cancer.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why you'll love a Cancer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;Cancer's loyal and sincere heart makes your own sensitive heart melt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Me? Sensitive heart? Hmmm, yeah lah at times, ok, most of the times just that i don't show it. :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;Caring and devoted, a Cancer will take the lead in pursuing you - and not give up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I'd prefer guys taking the lead. But if it's too slow, imah shall take the lead. Mwahaha..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Why a Cancer will love you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;You're laid back enough to deal with Cancer's little mood swings and freak-outs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I'm laid back when it's not my mood swing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But imagine 2 mood swings at the same time. Fuuhhh! Confirm World War 3.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;A fellow homebody, you know how make Cancer comfortable and at home with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;font&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;(Well, this is true. I make people i like comfortable and at home with me. Like who don't right? I mean it's natural that THAT happens around the people you love.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsignisyourtruelovequiz/"&gt;What Sign Is Your True Love?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm a Cancerian too and apparently the results says that my true love will be a cancerian too. Haha.. Imagine 2 mood swings at the same time. But then again, not all cancerians have mood swings. Or do they? Hmmm, let me evaluate the cancerians i know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilyana - Not all the time&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Kin - Has&lt;br /&gt;Achik - Has&lt;br /&gt;Angah - I think so&lt;br /&gt;Kak Siti - Has&lt;br /&gt;Shaiful - Dunno&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Malik - Dunno&lt;br /&gt;Sharifah - Dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, i wonder if anyone has done a survey on this yet. Hmmm... Just pretty bored. Found this blog things thingy on &lt;a href="http://ayreus13.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Suerya's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School starts tmr, meaning i'll get my allowance yet again. I shall try to cut down a lot on food cause apparently my metabolism has reached it's lowest point (or so i think). Perhaps it has mood swings too, except it occurs in the span of years instead of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, i'll try to eat healthy now, hopefully eating the right proportions and such. Not gonna eat anymore sinful indulgence, well, maybe once a week should do good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ooh ooh, got Farhana's unused chalk bag which she bought ages ago at Climb Adventure &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(at a discounted price)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; but haven't used it yet. Even the chalk ball is still inside the zip lock bag. Some brand named Aiger or something. Well, i shall stay with this unless i'm itching to buy another one. Ooh, need to buy the strap or maybe there's a strap lying around somewhere in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaah, i'm gonna dread tmr's full day lectures with the last all the way over at Engine for Arts Aprreciation. Can't they make it at business or even better, at AS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, i have the song Mardi Gras (Remix) playing over and over again in my head. I just can't get it out of my head. Why oh why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115124985838449834?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115124985838449834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115124985838449834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115124985838449834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115124985838449834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/blog-things.html' title='Blog Things'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115120416774472443</id><published>2006-06-25T10:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:17.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Last Sunday</title><content type='html'>To think 2 weeks break is long. Gaaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday i was tired out though i didn't do anything much apart from climbing and eating pizza. Not Hawaiian though. Bleagh~ So had to force down some meaty &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;thingy&lt;/span&gt;. Bleagh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, many many laughters yesterday. I swear I'm not gonna die anytime soon because of this. &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Pantat kau lapar!!! - Inside joke)&lt;/span&gt; Then towards the end of the session, Moe was dumped into the huge green dustbin &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;thingy&lt;/span&gt;. Disgusting sia!! Uber disgusting. Ohohoh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;founded &lt;/span&gt;out that Fad's birthday is on July 8th, same as Kak Siti if i'm not wrong. Major &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;sabo-ing &lt;/span&gt;on the following Monday i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i headed to Mak Long's house and planned to go home at night. But i realised that Farhana is coming to sleepover, so i changed my plans and slept over too. Whooppeeee! Aisha's also back from Bali. So a bit riot ah as usual. Lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch Farhana's video in Tioman. Fun lah! All the snorkelling, jungle tracking, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;water-falling&lt;/span&gt;.... Syiok lah go with friends! I wanna go on a holiday with friends!!! I &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;wented &lt;/span&gt;to Tioman with my family many years back. And not only one family, but many many many families so it was uber fun. I love going out on holidays with many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoows, around 10pm, i felt like watching a movie or 2 so i asked Farhana to follow me to Cinenow to rent movies. Cycled there really fast cause i felt like going fast, riding in the middle of the road. Phew! The wind was &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fantabulous&lt;/span&gt;. We rented Dirty Dancing, Pirates of the Caribbean and Cry Wolf. After which we headed to buy some food before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ated &lt;/span&gt;goreng pisang. Nice goreng pisang&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt; that was. Lol.. And i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;fellded &lt;/span&gt;asleep while watching dirty dancing, so i missed the last few parts which now i will watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaggghhhh, full day lectures tmr!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Yessa -&gt; Nossa~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks muchos to all that made me laugh, that made me cry, that made cringe, that made me cough, that made me go crazy, that that that that.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a reason why you should never tell your crushes to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;friends-that-might-tell-it-all&lt;/span&gt;. Otherwise the whole world will find out. For me, luckily, i've never told anyone apart from my cousin and a few&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; friends-that-don't-tell-it-all&lt;/span&gt;. So, the moral of the story is, to tell it to the correct friend(s), one that will never even breathe out a letter to anyone. My secret's safe.... for now. Wahaha... And that's for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;MEEEEE &lt;/span&gt;to know and for &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOOOUUUU &lt;/span&gt;to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go Figure~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115120416774472443?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115120416774472443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115120416774472443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115120416774472443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115120416774472443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/last-sunday.html' title='The Last Sunday'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115105752345453220</id><published>2006-06-23T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:16.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Infamous 7</title><content type='html'>It seems that i've been tagged by Kyn and saw that thousands have been tagged along with me and so here it goes....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Random Things About Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt; I have mood swings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++&lt;/span&gt; I am irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt; I'm short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++&lt;/span&gt; I can't run/jog long distance for nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++&lt;/span&gt; I take out on other people when i'm pissed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++++&lt;/span&gt; I have a huge BCG scar on my left arm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++++&lt;/span&gt; I wear contact lens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things That Scare Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt; God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++&lt;/span&gt; Rejection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt; Losing/Failing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++&lt;/span&gt; Not having food to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++&lt;/span&gt; Being judged on the first meetup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++++&lt;/span&gt; Not having money to buy foooood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++++&lt;/span&gt; That I lose all that i own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Random Songs At The Moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt; Wanna Ride - Take The Lead OST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++&lt;/span&gt; Pirates of the Carribean (Orchestra one).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt; Hips Don't Lie - Shakira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++&lt;/span&gt; Mardi Gras (Remix) - Joe Budden, Tanto Metro &amp; Devonte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++&lt;/span&gt; Where'd You Go - Fort Minor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++++&lt;/span&gt; Unfaithful - Rihanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++++&lt;/span&gt; Say I - Christina Milan Feat Young Jeezy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things I Like The Most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt; When things go the way i want it to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++&lt;/span&gt; People watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt; My Fossil Watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++&lt;/span&gt; My Orange Nike Wristband.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++&lt;/span&gt; My N70.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++++&lt;/span&gt; My Blue Italy Bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++++&lt;/span&gt; My Navy Blue Italy Jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things I Hate The Most (I added this part lah)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt; When the parents think everything bad i do is because of me mixing with my friends. WTF is wrong with them?? Can't they just think that i'm fucking tired and when a person is fucking tired, they tend to be fucking grouchy and a bit rude?? I have nice friends, mind you!! Change your f**king mindset bugero!!! AAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Ok, this just happens a second ago while i'm doing this. @#$%^&amp;*)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++&lt;/span&gt; Starting the day being scolded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt; Being insulted by a friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++&lt;/span&gt; PeOpLe wHo TyPe lIkE tHiS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++&lt;/span&gt; Being disturbed when i'm in a fucking shitty mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++++&lt;/span&gt; Being criticised for nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++++&lt;/span&gt; The smell of smoke/dust/etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 Things I Say The Most&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt; Fooook lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++&lt;/span&gt; Double-U Tee Ech (WTH).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt; What sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++&lt;/span&gt; Ale *inserts name of whoever's climbing*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++&lt;/span&gt; Chitut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++++&lt;/span&gt; Sial ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++++&lt;/span&gt; Wa lao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7 People To Do This&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+&lt;/span&gt; You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++&lt;/span&gt; You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt; You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++&lt;/span&gt; You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++&lt;/span&gt; You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;+++++++&lt;/span&gt; You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;++++++++&lt;/span&gt; You.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115105752345453220?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115105752345453220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115105752345453220' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115105752345453220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115105752345453220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/infamous-7.html' title='The Infamous 7'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115094604061533430</id><published>2006-06-22T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:16.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 entries</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SUPPOSED TO BE YESTERDAY'S ENTRY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend time with the RC peeps in town eating BK and Famous Amos, playing pool and watching RV at Cathay Cineleisure and shopping at Far East Plaza. Pictures here and there over at my photo albums here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Towards the end of the night, was suppose to go supper with the peeps but in the end went to Mak Long's place to get my laptop after which i headed to Ms Peh's wake, meeting Kak Siti there. Yes, Ms Peh's had finally passed on on Monday morning at around 12.20am if i'm not wrong. I thought upon reaching there, i predicted to be normal and not cry and such. However, when i took a look at her face in the coffin, my eyes teared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't get to meet anyone from 4E2 apart from Dennis but he was with some other friends so i just sat beside Kak Siti who was with her former secondary school classmate. And i found out that Ms Peh was 46 yrs old. And I thought she was in her late 20s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May she rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after that, Kak Siti and me walked to the carpark where my dad's car was park while waiting for him to end his taxi shift. After sending Kak Siti home, my dad picked mom up to go for a supper at Arab St. where i didn't know that the Mee Hoon goreng has so many telurs mixed together. So in the end, i &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;donated &lt;/span&gt;about 1/4 of my mee hoon to my dad. The smell turned me off a bit but i couldn't care less cause i was damn hungry cause apart from eating a bit of fries &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(courtesy of almost everyone)&lt;/span&gt;, sweets &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(courtesy of Tai Long)&lt;/span&gt; and loads of Famous Amos cookies &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(courtesy of Haikal)&lt;/span&gt;, i ate nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gaga, it's 12.43pm and i still haven't bathe. Hoohaas. I shall go now for RC. Ciaoz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND TODAY'S ENTRY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today i shall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number One:&lt;/span&gt; Do my Biochem project. The 8 pathways will be completed today. So once that's over and done with, i have CSAS3 Oral Presentation for Individual Article and discussion for CSAS3 surveys left &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(which is to be completed tmr i assume)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number Two:&lt;/span&gt; Go for rock climbing later in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number Three:&lt;/span&gt; Eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number Four:&lt;/span&gt; Save some $$ for chalk bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Number Five:&lt;/span&gt; Need to study for Biochem2 Quiz Topic 5 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(somewhere in the first week)&lt;/span&gt; and FPath Tutorial Quiz Topic 2.7 &amp; 2.8 (Tuesday i assume).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CSAS and study FPath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Saturday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study Biochem Topic 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Sunday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Study Biochem Topic 5 and do a bit of FPath Assignment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can wait until this sem is over!! And after which comes Sem 2.2 after which my Year 2 will be completed and Year 3 will start. Gosh! Time pass by so damn fast. And that equates to the end of the world coming.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115094604061533430?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115094604061533430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115094604061533430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115094604061533430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115094604061533430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/2-entries.html' title='2 entries'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115062517771208997</id><published>2006-06-18T18:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:16.219+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinful Indulgence</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Oh how nice food are. Very nice that you want more of them. Thanks to my  lovely aunts for treating Nad and me to Canadian Pizza yesterday night and  Haagen Daaz Ice Cream this morning. It was oh so delicious.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hawaiian Pizza and Cookies n' Cream as per normal. Fuuuuhhh! Sungguh  fantabulous! I ate almost like one whole pizza &lt;em&gt;(10" only though)&lt;/em&gt; lah if  not for my uncle for taking one for his own sinful indulgence. I could eat like  one more whole pizza if there was more. But too bad that &lt;em&gt;some people&lt;/em&gt; in  the house is also hungry and decided to have a sinful indulgence or 2. Heh~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And today, apart from the nasi sambal goreng in the morning, i only had the  ever so delicious Cookies n' Cream from Haagen Daaz. I couldn't finish it cause  kinda bloated from drinking milo a while back. One tub is still unopened and the  ones that Nad and me attacked is resting well inside the freezer waiting to be  attack somewhere later in the night for a snack or something.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Aite. My body's full of food and lucky the slight tan i had from yesterday's  course had &lt;em&gt;subsided&lt;/em&gt;. And i thought i couldn't get tanned easily.  Gah~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Yesterday i finally had an early sleep at about 2130hrs and slept for  approximately 11 hours before waking up this morning. What a nice sleep. And  such a weird dream which is too personal to reveal. And no, it doesn't involve  anything dirty for that matter. It's just some personal feelings and such.  Yeah... &lt;em&gt;Person-the-al&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Had a funny convo with aunts this morning during breakfast relating to my  current desktop wallpaper. Hoho. And to think my dream has something related to  that. Go figure. Haha~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;And and and also!!! Thanks to my uncle for buying me that Italy world cup  bag. Blue in colour. Will match my Kappa Italy jacket. Wanted the Italy shirt  too but nah, don't think i was gonna wear it so nehmind. Not that i'm supporting  Italy or anything but since i already had an Italy jacket in the first place,  i'd rather synchronize everything to Italy. Hah~&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Hoohaaas, i think i shall play the piano now. Chop chop cin chow.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115062517771208997?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115062517771208997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115062517771208997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115062517771208997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115062517771208997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/sinful-indulgence.html' title='Sinful Indulgence'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115045926769965012</id><published>2006-06-16T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:15.855+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Carnival</title><content type='html'>It has been a fast tiring week. Rock climbing on Monday, Wednesday and Thursday from 9am-9pm. And just now, had this carnival for underpriviledged kids from around 4 or 5 different organizations at 9am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can barely wake up each morning lah. But nonetheless, i'm satisfied and happy lah. RC training is well, training. Speed climbing was hell to me. Given that i'm at a disadvantage because of my &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*ahem* height *ahem*&lt;/span&gt;, i'll have to have more jumps and such, whatever term they used. I'll see how it goes whether i'm up for it or not. Hmmpphhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carnival just now was nice apart from the humidity. The briefing was almost a sleeping session for me. The kids however, is another delightful thing. Although the kid, Shahruddin, that Jacilyn and I were looking after was a bit on the quiet side, it has been a fun experience. I've never had a younger brother this small. However, things were pretty great. Took pictures as usual and i'm gonna have the pictures developed &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(I've taken down the address and such. So yeah..)&lt;/span&gt; and sent to his centre which is located in Yishun. Yes, so far away... Perhaps, if it's somewhere near, i could've visit him and his sister, Shahfiqah, during my free time. This has kinda opened my eyes and heart in a way. It feels so good to like care for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, onto Shahruddin, he was really quiet at first. His voice was soft and almost fragile. During the games session, i followed him around, holding his hands, asking him what games he wanted to play and basically cheering him on while he's playing the games. Oh, we ate ice cream too! Haha.. Free ice cream! I had like 3 cups of Mango. Gosh! And i'm like suppose not to eat anymore of that delicious craps. During the telematch, we met up with his sister and he smiled more. Took pictures of them, this time, with him smiling wide. My guess for him being a lil bit on the shy side is because he's just a plain shy boy. The telematch was alright lah. Was at the benches most of the time, with me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fanning &lt;/span&gt;him and staying by his side. Towards the end, we kinda separated cause he's somewhere in front with the other kids. Then he tried searching and finally found for a familiar face &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(mine)&lt;/span&gt; and straight put out his hands for me to hold. I felt like a big sister. Ok, i am a big sister to 2 younger &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(but taller than me)&lt;/span&gt; brothers, but that doesn't really count, cause our age gap are very close and they pretty much defies whatever i tell them. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought that the carnival is gonna be just one boring carnival but boy, i was wrong. It has enriched me in a way and i'm just glad my opinions changed and such. So yay for me. And another yay because i managed to sleep on 293 one whole round from school to my aunt's house, almost missing the stop. And also managed to sleep for a mere 15mins after eating during our lunch break just now. Haha.. That's what being real tiredness can do you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imah signing off, gay (happy lah!). haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, pictures from yesterday and today is on my multiply account. &lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com/photos"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Check it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115045926769965012?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115045926769965012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115045926769965012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115045926769965012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115045926769965012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/carnival.html' title='The Carnival'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-115021752417676005</id><published>2006-06-14T00:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:15.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night cycling.</title><content type='html'>Bah. the stupid mozilla firefox crashed on me and i'm lazy to type another long post. Fooooook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cut short, i cycled around Tampines and exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-115021752417676005?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/115021752417676005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=115021752417676005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115021752417676005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/115021752417676005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/night-cycling.html' title='Night cycling.'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-114999906056552609</id><published>2006-06-11T11:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:15.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday Morning</title><content type='html'>It's 1134hr on a Sunday morning and i just woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- My terrapin grew very huge. Huge enough to swallow my cousin's digicam.&lt;br /&gt;- Changi Airport T1 was closed down and this magnificent T2 opened. It was huge huge huge and freaking nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, that's part of my dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm, my parents didn't wake me up. -____- And the dvd "The Day After Tomorrow" was playing on my laptop over and over again as i slept cause i fall asleep while watching it. Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i'm super hungry. I neeeeed FOOOOD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eversince i started climbing, my fingernails have become horrendous. It will become black and such as in dust or whatever trapped underneath my damn short nails so removing them is quite a task. Even after i woke up today, it become dirty yet again although i've cleaned it yesterday. Wth is wrong with meeee naaiiilsss??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i'm eating Kokocrunch with milk that is not cold because it's not put in the fridge. I love cold milk. I want cold milk. I think i shall put ice. The only cereal i eat nowadays is Kokocrunch. I would gladly change to Apple Puff but unfortunately, they stopped producing it or something. I love Apple Puff. They taste oh-so-delicious!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh, must remember to return the overdue library books. Shall just drop off at the Tampines Regional Library bookdrop later since it's along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to Mak Long's house later. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling the not cold milk that i'm eating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S.S.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my parents bring home food back from wherever they are. And i hope it's either nasi sambal goreng or bubur ayam from Mukmin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.S.S.S.S.&lt;br /&gt;There's too much S in the P.S. so i shall stop here. Hah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-114999906056552609?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/114999906056552609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=114999906056552609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114999906056552609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114999906056552609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/sunday-morning.html' title='Sunday Morning'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-114992672931020102</id><published>2006-06-10T15:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:14.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Washing Over Me</title><content type='html'>I was reading a friend's blog when this feeling came over me. Like arrrgghhh!! I wanna bite somebody kinda feeling or the feeling when you hear the fingernails scratching the blackboard. Then I have goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So so so so.... Tmr, I'ill be sleeping over Mak Long's house for a few days, meaning i can play the piano more. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(Haha.. And keep playing the same thing over and over again.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Been sometime since i've slept there with the term test and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, i couldn't believe that that house is older than me lah. I was raised there throughout my life as a kid. Many things changed in there. Things thrown away and replaced with new ones. Renovated the 2 kitchens into 1 because my grandfather and my aunt live next to each other so the connecting wall is torn down and we have this huge house. Haha.. It used to be separated with this brownish/bronzish sliding door but that was taken out after the renovation. In short, I know every single part of the house from top to bottom and I love with when all's inside the house cause it can get really wild. Even bibik has been part of the family since what? 7-8 years ago? Lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoho, so perhaps tmr after going to the masjid in the morning, will go over there and hang out and maybe help Mak Long choose a colour to paint their house, which I and bibik are gonna do. This is considered my holiday "job" lah. Gonna get some $$. But not demanding much. Haha.. I'm gonna suggest orange, whatelse. Maybe ask Farhana to drop by also cause been a long time since i saw her. Miss seeing her pimply face. But hey, at least it's recovering pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Monday there's rock climbing at 9am. Heard that we're doing speed climbing. Hmmmm... I want bouldering can? My limbs are ok now. The torn skin on my middle finger is healing while the one on my left ankle is making me suffer and the one on the right doesn't seem to affect me much. Anyways, gonna meet Haikal and Tai Long and probably Asyraf at Tampines West CC's macs at 8am for breakfast before heading for the training. Don't think there's straight bus from Mak Long's house to there. Whatever lah. Can't get lost in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhooos, yesterday was Women of Times (chinese drama) last episode. Should have WOT2 or something because it's ending is somewhat incomplete. Gaga... New chinese drama on Monday then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohohoh! I'm getting Sarah's &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; mammut for $80 which she won in Pumpfest 2006. Yay. Half-half with Mak Long and parents for my birthday present. Hoho...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-114992672931020102?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/114992672931020102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=114992672931020102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114992672931020102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114992672931020102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/washing-over-me.html' title='Washing Over Me'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-114985484998747787</id><published>2006-06-09T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:14.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>July Baby - Sometimes One Wonder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Got this from another friend's blog yet again:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; text-decoration: underline;"&gt;JULY BABY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fun to be with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Very if i'm in the right mood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Secretive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Yes, i am very secretive of certain secrets that is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Difficult to fathom and to be understood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: No, if you've been my friend for a long time or if you're a family member. New people sometimes find me weird. But hey, that's me, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quiet unless excited or tensed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Hmmm, i'm quiet when i'm alone, when walking at night sometimes enjoying the atmosphere and have a lot of things on my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Takes pride in oneself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Yes to a certain extend. Who doesn't have pride?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Has reputation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Yes, in a way. A reputation for being short. Wahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easily consoled.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: True!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Not when it envolves feelings. I'd just say another thing when i mean another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Concerned about people's feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Sadly, sometimes, i don't care and act on my own, which i'm still learning from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tactful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Yes. However, i'm not towards people who offend me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Friendly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Your say?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Approachable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Yes even if i may not look like one at the first sight cause i don't smile, hence me looking like i might eat you up. True?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Emotional temperamental and unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Oh yeah i am. I am very very very muchos for both. I can be very sad and down. And an hour or 2 later, i can make you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Moody and easily hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Yes. But i've learnt to control it and not let it live my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Witty and sparkly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: You think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Spazzy at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Yes, like everybody isn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not revengeful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: At first, i am very. However, after planning the revenge and all, i don't have the heart to carry it out and just forget about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orgiving but never forgets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Yes, true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Definitely untrue. I'm weird and i absolutely love non-sensical and unnecessary things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Guides others physically and mentally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Hmm, i don't know about this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sensitive and forms impressions carefully.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Sensitive yes. Forms impressions carefully depends on the situation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caring and loving.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Haha, you decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Treats others equally.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Sometimes i don't because i'm such a chitut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Strong sense of sympathy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Yes, just that i don't show it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Wary and sharp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: When there's a need to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Judges people through observations.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Yes, i love people watching.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hardworking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: I don't think so. It'll only applies when i'm doing what i like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No difficulties in studying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: I have difficulties along the way but i still survive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves to be alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: When there's a need to. I rather shop alone than with friends, really. Then i can conversations with myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Always broods about the past and the old friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: I don't brood. I just think back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waits for friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Seldom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Never looks for friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Seldom i should think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not aggressive unless provoked.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Hell yeah this's true.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loves to be loved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Who doesn't? Even those who denies it, longed for it. It's just that they don't want other people to think less of them for needing love and not stand alone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Response: Yes, damn true for certain situations. But for those minor things, i recover on the day itself. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a class="select" href="http://prastika.multiply.com/journal/item/11?last_read=1&amp;mark_read=prastika:journal:11"&gt;His Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Got this off a friend's blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sometimes i wonder, why woudn't i want to get into a relationship or something. I'm just scared that i 'd get hurt. Or i'm afraid that he might really control my life. Maybe it's time for a change. I think i'm ready to settle down. Be someone's lady. Lady. I need someone to guide me to the right path. To settle down.Someone whose passionate, patient, understanding and accepts me for who i am. Maybe someone chivalry. Will i even find him? Am i asking a lot? BAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a class="select" href="http://shinx-dah-retarded.blogspot.com/"&gt;Her Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-114985484998747787?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/114985484998747787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=114985484998747787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114985484998747787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114985484998747787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/july-baby-sometimes-one-wonder.html' title='July Baby - Sometimes One Wonder'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-114978015661208865</id><published>2006-06-08T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:13.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock Gym</title><content type='html'>Seeing that i only studied for Biochem 2 test this morning for the paper at 11am, the paper is considerably aite. And i was lucky that i at least read through and understand here and there. That helped me a lot for the paper. Whooppeee. Not hoping for a miracle that i'd pass with flying colours. A moderate pass or borderline pass is fine by me though that's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; what i should be aiming for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the term test is over and done with, apart from the individual assignments and group project, I have rock climbing to look forward to. I miss going to school just because of CCA like in secondary school. Nostalgia. Relishing the past. Band and sports. Both are something that i've like and been fond of since young. Though i mellowed down on the sports part in secondary school though i was active in primary school. Won 2nd and 3rd in long jump ok!! For a short person summore. Haha.. I remember the 4x100m relay. The 2 teams that are "up there" is my class and 6/5. I think if i'm not wrong, i started running for each sports day from primary 4 onwards. It was such a breeze to me. Now, unfortunately, i can't achieve those results no more. Sadness.. I miss those times. There's me, Ching Ching, Kesther and another girl, which i think is Amy. Haha.. Wonder how they're doing apart from Ching Ching who's currently in TP as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to 2006, rock gym was opened today. Quite a number turned up. I did my own thing trying to grasp the techniques and what not. Now, i'm already comfortable with climbing. I just need to train more more more and learn more along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay. But i think i'll take a break until Monday's training with the freshies. Cuts and torn skin on the digitals and back ankle. And oh oh oh, I might be getting the orange mammut shoes from Sarah which she won for being first in the novice womens' in Pumpfest 2006, if the price is right. Haha, it's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orange &lt;/span&gt;and it fits me. So what the hell right?? Yay!! It's &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit beat so i shall go study. Wtf?? Study?? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Gth &lt;/span&gt;lah. I wanna catch up on my sleep rather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciaozers~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-114978015661208865?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/114978015661208865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=114978015661208865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114978015661208865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114978015661208865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/rock-gym.html' title='Rock Gym'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-114969897378219143</id><published>2006-06-08T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:13.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FeeL-DED</title><content type='html'>I feel deluded. Yeah. Deluded. If you don't know the meaning, go to dictionary.com or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-114969897378219143?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/114969897378219143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=114969897378219143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114969897378219143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114969897378219143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/feel-ded.html' title='FeeL-DED'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-114951496549439839</id><published>2006-06-05T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:13.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JeaLous aAh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sarah &amp; Farhan.&lt;/span&gt; Seriously, whenever I see them, or any other couple for that matter of fact, I can't deny that I feel a stinge of jealousy washing over me. I try not to look not at them snuggling and such. Not because it's uncomfortable to watch but because it reminds me that I don't have someone to lean on like that. Someone to tell me it's all right, looking straight into my eyes, saying it from the bottom of their heart, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;my&lt;/span&gt; source of comfort. My special someone. I miss having a special someone. Everyone longed for a special someone though upfront, many deny that fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what it is, sometimes, I just feel exhausted from trying. Ok, not really trying. It's more skewed to the part where I don't want to try. Maybe because I'm scared or just don't want to "lose face". If you knew me long and  well enough, though I tend to be loud and bubbly, I tend to keep my feelings and emotions inside and worry about stuffs on my own. I'm trying to counter this problem and so far, thanks to Mei Li &amp;amp; Isaiah, I managed to pour my "stressness" about school and other stuff to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired and sleepy. Oh, I just woke up. And i haven't study much. Bleah~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-114951496549439839?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/114951496549439839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=114951496549439839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114951496549439839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114951496549439839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/jealous-aah.html' title='JeaLous aAh'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-114949140789931500</id><published>2006-06-05T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:12.765+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Irritating</title><content type='html'>Currently am in the library now trying to study and there's this guy - freaking irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was minding my own business  when he came up and asked about maths. Ok, so wth right, i just helped him out to the best i know. After that, he told me he's in Biomed year 1. Then after sometime, he left only to come back again, asking about another math question (math &amp;amp; stats 1) which obviously i forgot and left soon after to irritate others about his doubts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he came to me again, this time asking about CSAS1.  I was a bit pissed the 3rd time he came to me. Like wth lah. He had the cheek to ask me, "Can you do for me?" and whether i know the marking scheme. I was like wtf??!  Like, hello?!?!!! Do I like even know you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being sleepy just aggravates my pissed-ness. I got my own freaking work to do lah can! I'm sure you got your own friends in the same class as you who can help you. Foookernenehpok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just feel cheated by AIMM test just now lah. Wth sia. -________-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, i just feel like looking down and looking left and right for the answers for FPath test tmr. But I can't do that for PCT cause it's gonna be held in the tutorial room. Sheeeet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-114949140789931500?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/114949140789931500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=114949140789931500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114949140789931500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114949140789931500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/irritating.html' title='Irritating'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-114943310255565739</id><published>2006-06-04T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:12.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Facts About Me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Facts about me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly feel like doing one in the midst of studying FPATH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I like my fries to be thin and crispy&lt;br /&gt;- I don't drink carbonated drinks&lt;br /&gt;- The only drink i take is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plain water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Certain fruit juice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Red bull&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Milk&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tea (normal or crysanthemum)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Iced milo&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate ice blend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Certain yogurt drinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;- I have conversation with myself.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm nostalgic.&lt;br /&gt;- I may look strong/fierce outside but inside i'm weak.&lt;br /&gt;- I look unapproachable when u first meet me.&lt;br /&gt;- I tend to mix with guys more than girls.&lt;br /&gt;- I yearn for a long relationship.&lt;br /&gt;- I don't wear socks when i wear shoes because it makes my shoe and feet even smellier.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm ambidextrous. I can write with both left and right hands. All because i liked a guy in primary school that is left handed.&lt;br /&gt;- I bite my straw be it big or small after finishing me drink.&lt;br /&gt;- I can eat a lot. Way too much for someone my size.&lt;br /&gt;- I do pushups each morning and at least a pullup in the toilet before bathing.&lt;br /&gt;- I tend to forget things easily. I got a &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Short_term_memory"&gt;&lt;u&gt;STM&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- I like wearing a shoe about 0.5 or 1 size bigger depending on the cut so i can move my feet around cause it's more comfortable.&lt;br /&gt;- I'm so sick of people saying, "What? You're in poly already?"&lt;br /&gt;- I ate a cockroach when i was about 10 month or so.&lt;br /&gt;- I wear my watch on my right hand though i'm a righty.&lt;br /&gt;- I am gullible and naive. I tend to take in what people say wholly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-114943310255565739?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/114943310255565739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=114943310255565739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114943310255565739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114943310255565739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/facts-about-me.html' title='Facts About Me'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-114938214761546965</id><published>2006-06-04T08:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:12.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Dream</title><content type='html'>One weird dream i had for sleeping at 3am+ in the morning and waking up at 8am to Black Dog by Led Zeppelin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It involves people around me and strangers. I recall wearing my black osmose jacket with nothing inside and somehow, i accidently flash to a stranger. Like wtf!! Haha.. Then i walked away thinking, "OMG!! Wtf happened? Wth??" Haha.. Then i did that again and again. Gagaga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I remember getting on a double decker bus to Bedok Reservoir with Mei Li &amp; Wei Xuan and saw Haikal on the 2nd level. Sat down and chatted with Haikal about stuffs. Somehow he was wearing my navy blue Kappa jacket apart from listening to his mp3 and i remembered it was freezing and he was listening to Unbelievable by Craig David. Then i kept thinking it was my stop and stood up at each stop only to realise it's not my stop and sat back down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just as i was about to get down from my stop, somehow my tudung went haywire and out of place and i decided to take out and wear it again but realised that there was no time so i alighted with my tudung off and Mei Li and Wei Xuan helping me carry my stuff. Then we took this creaky wooden stairs that led up to this dim lighted attic and while climbing it, i shouted because i was frustrated and was told to shut up by the rest. Ha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once up there, i was asked for my particulars because apparently i mixed around with this bunch of people and...... my dream stops there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*-[No link]-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*-[No link]-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*-[No link]-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, useless entry but i don't care. Cause i'm hungry and now am uploading almost my entire mp3 collection on &lt;a href="http://imah.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;my multiply&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. And now, i'm only at &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Today's schedule:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1000hr-1500hr: &lt;/span&gt;Study AIMM (Yay to notes with pictures done 2 nights ago.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1600hr-2100hr:&lt;/span&gt; Make MGEN notes a.k.a study.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2100hr-0000hr:&lt;/span&gt; Start on FPath. (Dang i haven't touch much, much less read.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Sleep early before 1am&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-114938214761546965?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/114938214761546965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=114938214761546965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114938214761546965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114938214761546965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/my-dream.html' title='My Dream'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-114928537393449800</id><published>2006-06-03T05:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:11.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Glove of All Gloves</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Glove of All Gloves&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- iMah&lt;br /&gt;- Saturday June 03 2006&lt;br /&gt;- 0552hr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT A GLOVE THAT WILL BE WITH ME UNTIL IT'S TORN AND TATTERED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT A GLOVE THAT WILL KEEP ME WARM WHEN I'M COLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT A GLOVE THAT WHILE MAKE ME LAUGH CAUSE IT'S TICKLISH AND COMFORTABLE AT THE SAME TIME.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT A GLOVE THAT IS BRIGHT AND DARK, THAT'S A COMBINATION OF MY FAVOURITE COLOURS, ORANGE AND BLACK.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT A GLOVE THAT WILL GIVE ME THE MENTAL POWER TO MAKE THE COLD OBLIVIOUS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT A GLOVE THAT WHEN SPREAD OUT, WILL REACH THE OTHER END OF THE WORLD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT A GLOVE THAT IS ABLE TO STAY ON MY FINGERS, PALM, HAND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT A GLOVE THAT WILL BE OBLIVIOUS TO MY SWEAT WHEN IT'S SCORCHING HOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT A GLOVE THAT FITS ME PERFECT FOR MY SMALL HANDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I WANT A GLOVE THAT SHINES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-weight: bold;"&gt;P.S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't get tired saying "I want a glove" at the start of every sentence.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-114928537393449800?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/114928537393449800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=114928537393449800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114928537393449800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114928537393449800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/glove-of-all-gloves.html' title='The Glove of All Gloves'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16619205.post-114925188617309258</id><published>2006-06-02T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-14T01:40:11.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wth is with today's post?</title><content type='html'>My cousin, whom i shall not disclosed, got back with her ex after 3 breakups. Long live them. I'm not getting back with anybody nor i'm hooking up with anybody yet. Sometimes, even friends or your closest friends is not enough. The place for your friends and the place for a loved one occupies different atrium and ventricles (wtf??? haha..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seeing couples snuggling with one another in the bus, holding hands while walking along the streets.... It all reminds me of the warmth that love can bring and i truly missed that warmness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being independent and always by yourself can get pretty boring. Even more so, if you don't have any friends. Though you're free to do what you want, it's nice to know that someone somewhere out there that cares for you, that is concerned about what you're doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating oreo with cookies n cream ice cream because i love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16619205-114925188617309258?l=devaginazation.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/feeds/114925188617309258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16619205&amp;postID=114925188617309258' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114925188617309258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16619205/posts/default/114925188617309258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://devaginazation.blogspot.com/2006/06/wth-is-with-todays-post.html' title='Wth is with today&apos;s post?'/><author><name>N.Qaiyimah M.Taib</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_rAhQzWXQ1JA/SRFYOHAZivI/AAAAAAAAAAM/55Rmq4e1L3E/S220/1_313316828ldp.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
