<?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-7353394</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:15:40.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>18th Jun 04 - 21st Dec 05</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113690749359642541</id><published>2006-01-10T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T00:53:23.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This Layout is For Fauzy</title><content type='html'>Test Test. HEYEEAAAAHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113690749359642541?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113690749359642541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113690749359642541&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113690749359642541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113690749359642541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2006/01/this-layout-is-for-fauzy.html' title='This Layout is For Fauzy'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113582133376733644</id><published>2005-12-29T09:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T09:55:33.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img338.imageshack.us/img338/6097/bye4or.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113582133376733644?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113582133376733644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113582133376733644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113582133376733644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113582133376733644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post_29.html' title=''/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113511777909046118</id><published>2005-12-21T06:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T06:29:39.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ape ni.</title><content type='html'>i worry too much. okok. maintainence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i seldom chat with those in my contacts. so im making an effort to initiate conversations. currently, im chatting with adam. he's funny and talks alot. thats good. i dont like silent typers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am also reading up on "Houston, we have a problem". i was itching to know who the hell's this Houston. i asked adam and amazingly he knew. haha its the name of a base by the way. not some rocket scientist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[time: 5.08am]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHAHHAHHA. I FELL ASLEEP AND LEFT EVERYTHING RUNNING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry everybody. hahah. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( i chatted with a friend a few hours ago and he told me something sad. afterwhich he appeared offline. im guessing he blocked me. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok its not confirmed whether we have meeting later or not. but it doesnt matter. im not going cos i realised i have quite a lot to do. the sketches are coming along fine. even though i only have around 5 pages. when im supposed to do 46. intensive drawing later. haha intensive seh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113511777909046118?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113511777909046118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113511777909046118&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113511777909046118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113511777909046118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/ape-ni.html' title='ape ni.'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113500389080475841</id><published>2005-12-19T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T22:51:30.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blessed</title><content type='html'>im so scared God will take this away from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im honestly afraid that this wont last. it's the same with friends and school. everything's been so good lately i cant help but wonder if it'll just disappear one day. i dont want this feeling to leave. im loving everything. ok almost everything. i still hate some parts of school but thats inevitable. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; have i been as happy as this. please dont let it go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with fauzy after school. went to tanjong pagar. he almost got a job as barista at starbucks but the hours didnt allow it. he'll be trying borders soon. hoho. i wish him all the best. then we went to art friend to get myself fabric paint to paint syikin a cold storage bag. have yet to get the bag. this is costing me &gt;$5 but what the hey. i love giving people things. bile berkemampuan ah. hahah. art friend was lucky today. i actually bought the fabric paint even though it was begging to be stolen~ one day i'll have the colors of the rainbow. HA. THAT'LL TEACH YOU for ripping people off. &lt;em&gt;like this wanna work at art friend? tsk. haha&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love fauzy's vans and his brown pants and his tbs shirt. ok maybe not the shirt. but i want his brown pants. and the black vans. so nice. &lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img454.imageshack.us/img454/5617/sany0025a4fs.jpg"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img372.imageshack.us/img372/3459/sany0021a5da.jpg"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113500389080475841?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113500389080475841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113500389080475841&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113500389080475841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113500389080475841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/blessed.html' title='blessed'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113489618502589288</id><published>2005-12-18T16:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T16:56:25.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss everything</title><content type='html'>im bored. fucking bored. knnbcb bored. haha it didnt make sense to put fucking in front of bored. so putting knnbcb in front of bored doesnt have to either. im listening to sum 41's Hell Song. the memories. i miss 2003 alot alot. i remember the first time i entered HMV. hmm i think it was after my bday cos i rmbr getting my coffee mug from liy, xp and jx on the same day. i remember drinking my coke from it at bk. haha. it was the same day we performed for Mr President wasnt it. and also the same day i walked around town in my sister's slippers. i miss the choristers. everybody's going everywhere now. and this stupid song isnt helping. i was thinking of joining the Voice Ensemble in school but what are the chances it'll be just like before? :( and im in too many things already. mY boY lOLlIpOp u MAkE My HeArT Go GiDDy-uP. haha i just dl-ed the damn song. SAPE NAK?! its so cute i swear. WOOOOOOOOO ANOHEFFAAXXEE. so what? so what? so WHAT?! nadia im so glad you joined choir. i dont know why im only saying this now, but ya. im ultraman glad you joined choir. i wanna round town. im meeting &lt;strike&gt;zee&lt;/strike&gt;fauzy tomorrow after school. zee just sounds weird. he went to swee lee today to get his multi-effects. whuargh. super jeles. haha sape nak lagu BOB?! this song is cute too i swear. haha i now have an Aqua song. omg. so techno. HAHA. orites man. this rocks. *bobs head* the girl is cute isnt she? i was kinda sad when they broke up. was that what happened? oh well. more Aqua songs! cartoon heroes! i liked that song! and around the world! oh yay! nanti aku send korang semue lagu cute-cute ni. kerenah orang yang sedang bosan. i refuse to click publish post. refuse refuse. then i would have nothing to do. HOI CEPAT LAH DOWNLOAD. ok i gotta go. i gottago draw nekkid ladies in obscene poses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113489618502589288?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113489618502589288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113489618502589288&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113489618502589288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113489618502589288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-miss-everything.html' title='i miss everything'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113484171247077622</id><published>2005-12-18T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T09:02:46.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sports Fiesta</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img228.imageshack.us/img228/5981/3ah36qi.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img228.imageshack.us/img228/3659/sany0023q7yp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img228.imageshack.us/img228/5189/sany0025a8we.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;^5 la brader.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img455.imageshack.us/img455/6774/sany0026a4rd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img485.imageshack.us/img485/7562/sany0047a0va.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/6502/boyandyellowballoon9am.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boy with yellow balloon. flint is so cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/7167/adam6xl.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes. he's our president. dont believe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/8238/yay3lu.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/4239/love5oz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/6852/charili6qa.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dee and charili manson. i find this pic adorable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/2532/yo8hy.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST. but din win anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img524.imageshack.us/img524/7397/hee3jg.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry. cant help it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok proper update, yok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's talk bout yesterday first. we had sports fiesta so basically we were stuck in the sports hall for almost the whole day. it was ultra ultra ultraman boring. and only half of the freshies came. so it kinda sucked. or else it would have been more riuh and i bet we would have had better music to play. lots of people in white running around. live audio got the highest points but we lost out in the sudden death games. DAMN. $250 fly away liao. but it was an awesome effort. gotta be proud of that (Y). i tried to keep myself entertained. flint helped. haha he's just. you just gotta shake his hand, find a place to sit and chat with him. you wont regret it. the things he says and does. and it was damn fun watching ili. the boy's antics never fail to amuse me no end. his sudden outbursts and the "way he sways, cannot stand straight" reminds dee and i of charlie manson. haha! frick. really. gotta see it to believe it. so yea thats it for yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before was surreal because sometimes i wonder if fauzy's too good for me. he prays 5 times a day you know and ytd, he brought me to masjid maulana to solat maghrib. i dont know. he's bringing me closer to God and i am thankful. and its not like he's the type cannot do this, cannot do that. he's nothing extreme. so yea. makes me like him even more. oh well. i just hope for no heartbreaks this time. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dee, your entry was so sweet. i am super touched. i have said this a googolian times before. i am so fricking thankful we crossed paths. i CANNOT imagine my poly life without you [aww so mushy haha! i dont care lorr. i saw what i wanna say]. i wouldnt have met 1/4 of the people i know now if not for you. because of you, school is fun. and cos of you MY LIFE is fun everyday. all the stupid things we do. i dont regret any of it. just adds on to the memories. i dont care if we're so belo or so slanjer backyn. i &lt;strong&gt;guarantee&lt;/strong&gt; no one has as much fun as we do. hoho im biased tapi sape korang kan...? you know its so wrong to turn down someone who wants to play chopsticks with you. so wrong. if i remembered all the sehh-sehh-sehh-mimimi-mimimi-sehh-sehh-sehh games, im certain i would have played it with you man. but i dont so ya. chopsticks pon jadi la. but i think the best game is still the pepsi-cola thumb game. HOHO. violent ar gerek. you're welcome dee. :) it's my pleasure man. cheers to belons~! [x-posted at my lj. hoho]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113484171247077622?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113484171247077622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113484171247077622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113484171247077622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113484171247077622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/sports-fiesta.html' title='Sports Fiesta'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113477610208407605</id><published>2005-12-17T07:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T07:35:02.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>celebrated fauzy's bday yesterday. i had fun. i have closure and i'm happy. he reminds me of someone and its scary. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113477610208407605?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113477610208407605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113477610208407605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113477610208407605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113477610208407605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113462410816917476</id><published>2005-12-15T12:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T13:21:48.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mac Lab Infinity and Beyond</title><content type='html'>seems like i like to update when im in the mac lab. cant blame me. im sure you've heard me say it before that the mac keyboards have this overpowering effect on you. makes you wanna type and type and type and it doesnt really matter whether you're typing coherently or not. anywaywayaway. im supposed to come up with i think 4 more layouts. my brain is too fucking cramped. ok that was a lie. the keyboard was calling out to me. i dont know which mofo is listening to music with the volume at maximum. ok nevermind NERVERMIND. see. i forgot what i wanted to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;dee. i love you many many. i dont want to see you sad. *hugs* double breakfast soon ok? haha. whats that supposed to mean, i dont know. ok we'll queue twice and buy 2 meals. let's make elsie's day.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok eric is here. i have mixed feelings bout this guy but im leaning towards HATE. he's nice so what? he's biased. i really dont like teachers who give you shitface when you've done them no wrong and then they give other kids happy laughy mofoface. its demoralising and i think its plain rude. kanninna. it seems like he's in a bad mood. too bad lorr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zebra likes Dog. but Dog's Mother say cannot like Zebra back. why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos people with tattoo no good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Panda likes Deer. but Deer's mother say cannot like Deer back. why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos people who wear sunglasses very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this is a good one&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bull likes Rat. but Rat'c mom say cannot like back. why?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos people with noserings very bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. FUCK. I LAUGED LIKE SIAO WHEN I HEARD THE SUNGLASSES ONE. NEVER HAVE I LAUGHED SO HARD AND LOUD. HAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAA FUCK. IM SO THANKFUL I DIDNT HEAR IT IN CLASS. I WOULD'VE BEEN KICKED OUT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had live audio meeting yesterday. if not for dee and her help all this while, i would have died of embarrassment. thank you. i cannot say that enough times. love you muchos. after what happened yesterday it'd be stupid if we didnt come clear. but the thing is, hadnt i said anything, i dont think he would have said anything. damn it. what is wrong with that boy. he frustrates me in more ways than one. ergh. im supposed to meet him tomorrow. so we'll see what happens. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna say, haris is a complete and utter siak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'MAK, KENAPE SLUAR NI GATAL? I WILL REMEMBER THAT DAY'&lt;br /&gt;'FLINT, FLINT. APE NAK JADIK NGAN KAU?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;laugh my ass off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now we're a little bit closer to knowing each other better. how sweet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whuargh. can i get out of this class? please?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113462410816917476?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113462410816917476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113462410816917476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113462410816917476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113462410816917476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/mac-lab-infinity-and-beyond.html' title='Mac Lab Infinity and Beyond'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113444933408549029</id><published>2005-12-13T12:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T12:48:54.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mac Lab Infinity</title><content type='html'>In the mac lab again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass 2 sounds fun. Create a star poster. the instrucions are crapass though. no prizes for guessing who im gonna do. firstly cos i dont have any prizes to give you, and secondly, i dont even know who im gonna do. hoho. why only singers/sport stars? shiet. i was thinking of pardee or one of those artists. they blocked deviantart! DAMN THEM FOOLS. now i have nothing to do.   ok i can go find someone to work on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, can i have my own label? i'd like to start one. hoho. freshbox eats dust correct? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whuargh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i think i think i'll go draw something now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEE. TAKE CARE OK. (:(:(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113444933408549029?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113444933408549029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113444933408549029&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113444933408549029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113444933408549029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/mac-lab-infinity.html' title='Mac Lab Infinity'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113429224191132341</id><published>2005-12-11T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T17:10:41.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oohlala</title><content type='html'>im taking a break from working on the posters. i have 2 more to go. brrrrgh. i want to do a proper update now so sod the posters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dee &amp; i went to boat quay to discuss the posters yesterday. the weather was beautiful cos the skies were grey but it didnt rain. i was so thankful for that. wish we can have that kinda weather everyday. we came up with 8, split the work and now im struggling to comeplete 2. not sure how the hell im supposed to go bout doing them. brrrgh. then dee came over! haha she came over like 3 times this week. and i think she set the record on thurs, going home only when it was nearing midnight. her bro picked her up. so sweet right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week was fun. i think. i had fun in storyboarding. i didnt regret not skipping class that day. typo was shit. like always. but i sort of had fun coming up with designs. even though i was only 20% awake. i was late for animation. it was a bore this week. maybe because i wasnt sitting with leong. i was sitting alone at the back. :( haha! drawing's getting progressively better but i have to come up with 20 pages of sketches by tomorrow. i think i'll be sleeping late again tonight. meep. thats all on school this week. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope he tells me soon. if not i'll do it for him. haha i'l tell myself! ya. i hope he tells me when we meet. then then then i'll be at peace. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA. ISKANDAR IS SO NICE! I WAS SO BLOODY HONOURED WHEN HE ASKED US OUT FOR LUNCH. ITS ALWAYS US WHO ASK PEOPLE TO LUNCH WITH US. BUT NO. THIS DUDE ASKED US. I WAS SO PHWOAR-ED. and he's damn funny so thats a plus plus plus. hee! i cannot wait for ogl camp next year. hoorah! im thinking of the fun we'll have! yay! i love sdn clubbers! haha. ive turned into a nerd. woo~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113429224191132341?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113429224191132341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113429224191132341&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113429224191132341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113429224191132341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/oohlala.html' title='oohlala'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113423312729082287</id><published>2005-12-11T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T10:45:33.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fata</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/5850/sany0017a5cm.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/2382/sany0025a5oe.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue lips&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/1659/sany0029a9ps.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/4909/sany0031a4fk.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dee cute eh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/8607/sany0030a4jp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img207.imageshack.us/img207/8324/sany0033a4wx.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days ago. emo superheroes. hoho. i think my pics are badly edited. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/8442/sany0006a0mm.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/2903/sany0007a3sl.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/6312/sany0008a6xj.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img169.imageshack.us/img169/8756/sany0018a5op.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img225.imageshack.us/img225/9730/sany0015a6ow.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super DEE dooper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/8268/sany0013a8pc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img521.imageshack.us/img521/1834/sany0017a7hw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img363.imageshack.us/img363/8545/sany00115fu.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movies. i'll post them later. i wanna dit them nicely. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;girl says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh why can't I be what you need?&lt;br /&gt;A new improved version of me&lt;br /&gt;But I'm nothing so good&lt;br /&gt;no, I'm nothing&lt;br /&gt;Just bones, a lonely ghost burning down songs&lt;br /&gt;of violence of love and of sorrow&lt;br /&gt;I beg for just one more tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;where you hold me down, fold me in&lt;br /&gt;deep, deep, deep in the heart of your sins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break in two over you, oh&lt;br /&gt;I break in two&lt;br /&gt;And each piece of me dies&lt;br /&gt;And only you can give the breath of life&lt;br /&gt;But you don't see me, you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Here I'm pinned between darkness and light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleached and blinded by these nights&lt;br /&gt;where I'm tossing and tortured 'til dawn&lt;br /&gt;by you, visions of you then you're gone.&lt;br /&gt;The shock bleeds the red from my face&lt;br /&gt;when I hear someone's taken my place.&lt;br /&gt;How could love be so thoughtless, so cruel?&lt;br /&gt;When all, all that I did was for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break in two over you, oh&lt;br /&gt;I break in two&lt;br /&gt;and each piece of me dies&lt;br /&gt;and only you can give the breath of life&lt;br /&gt;But you don't see me, you don't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break in two over you, oh&lt;br /&gt;I break in two over you, over you&lt;br /&gt;I break in two&lt;br /&gt;I would break in two for you&lt;br /&gt;Now you see me&lt;br /&gt;Now you don't&lt;br /&gt;Now you need me&lt;br /&gt;Now you don't&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;guy says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You might be just what I need&lt;br /&gt;No I would not change a thing&lt;br /&gt;Been dreaming of this so long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But we only exist in this song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is, I'm not worth the sorrow&lt;br /&gt;And if you come and meet me tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I will hold you down, fold you in&lt;br /&gt;Deep, deep, deep in the fiction we live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I break in two over you&lt;br /&gt;I break in two&lt;br /&gt;And if a piece of you dies&lt;br /&gt;Autumn, I will bring you back to life&lt;br /&gt;Of course I see you&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sad sad songs. especially the second one. fata makes awesome lullabies. listen to them before you sleep. its so relaxing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love our morning/night messages. :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113423312729082287?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113423312729082287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113423312729082287&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113423312729082287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113423312729082287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/fata.html' title='fata'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113401297947266875</id><published>2005-12-08T11:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T12:02:15.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to dee</title><content type='html'>i forgot to write this in the previous post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;U&gt;THANKS SO MUCH. :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/U&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img370.imageshack.us/img370/8597/01rb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us in green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img463.imageshack.us/img463/6279/25ol.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flint&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img471.imageshack.us/img471/5111/34zf.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fattah. cute kan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img471.imageshack.us/img471/4394/40ub.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img463.imageshack.us/img463/1425/57nh.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haris lawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img471.imageshack.us/img471/7297/61pb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haris macam ikn duyung kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/3195/74fm.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. pheeeewit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img213.imageshack.us/img213/883/86wx.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BE NICE TO US.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113401297947266875?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113401297947266875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113401297947266875&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113401297947266875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113401297947266875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-dee.html' title='to dee'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113395647761653384</id><published>2005-12-07T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T00:05:39.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mari emo sama-sama</title><content type='html'>my mind's pretty fucked up right now after finding out the things i did. i am almost heartbroken. i dont know why i let it get to me. maybe because i do like him that much. he's gonna tell me about it soon and that will be it. i am not angry. i am sad and disappointed. i know its not his intentions to hurt but the thing is, he has. or he &lt;strong&gt;will be&lt;/strong&gt; rather. but how can he let me lean against his shoulders. how can he make me feel like time cannot get any faster when im with him. it is probably my fault. but for once. i thought this could be different. i should have &lt;strong&gt;never&lt;/strong&gt; gotten my hopes up so high. since i know more than he thinks i do, i'll save him. i'll do what it takes to make everything seem like normal and that i never had anything for him. it's NOT about being the gallant one. i think it's called being nice. friends before everything else. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOVING ON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a great day today! dee and i wore green! no kite tak janji. we did a good deed today cos we donated blood. woo! its an experience like no other (which experience comes with free food? hoho). it was also then that i found out my weight. WHUARGH. i dont think i'm healthy anymore. too much macs i tell you! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then for the first time, we met fattah. HAHA. man! the dude's bursting with childlike energy. he was so friendly. watching his antics was amusing. we played some songs at macs and basically annoyed those who were there. flint was there and we found out just how intellectual he is. looks like a mat but talks like a scholar. what he had to say was so interesting. and he could talk about other guys! haha. gosh i can go on and on. i wish he didnt wanna quit LA. i'll miss seeing him flirt with Ili. :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the meeting was like any other meetings but with lesser people. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that about sums up my day. which was quite okay. haha. sorry. i just had to make it rhyme. speaking of rhyme. i have storyboarding to do now. erk. :x lucky im not sleepy. haha ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stay tuned for pictures. im toolaazy to ul them*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113395647761653384?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113395647761653384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113395647761653384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113395647761653384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113395647761653384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/mari-emo-sama-sama.html' title='mari emo sama-sama'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113391238767756441</id><published>2005-12-07T07:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T07:39:47.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love teppei</title><content type='html'>again, the title has nothing to do with my post. hoho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. hazly's really good with his words. chatting with him is always fun. and it's so cute when he speaks malay because that's rare. i love it when guys speak good english (not those who dont arent cute :B). it's just super sad that he lives in another continent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Faux says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did u know that im kinda in love with u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O__O i think i'll go die now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113391238767756441?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113391238767756441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113391238767756441&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113391238767756441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113391238767756441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-love-teppei.html' title='i love teppei'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113383682692253739</id><published>2005-12-06T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T13:47:38.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mac lab 3</title><content type='html'>i am in the mac lab...alone! dee's in the next room animating. wow the test was supposed to be fun i guess. it looked fun but the bloody lecturers kept talking. i was so fucking pissed. i couldnt concentrate and all i wanted was to get out and just forget bout the fucking test. i calmed down after a while and was getting the hang of things when this lecturer came and started telling me to do things. it spoiled my model and i got even MORE pissed. he fiddled with the model. fiddled and fiddled and wasted 5 minutes. it din help that eugene kept screaming how much time we had left. i watched as this fucker destroy my model in silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he more than made up for it when he rebuilt my model. he was "showing" me what i could have done and conveniently did half the work for me. hoho. he was a maya master no doubt bout that. what took us forever, took him 5 minutes. so yea. &lt;em&gt;dee, dier cikgu kau tu ah. aku lupe name dier. haha. dier baik tapi walauweh part dier kacau model aku.....wah. only God knew how mad i was.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so nice sitting here alone. hoho let's play THRICE. wow i am seriousy alone. haha. im so &lt;em&gt;jakon&lt;/em&gt; cos the mac lab is alays occupied. i should prolly do my filming now but i have 3 hour later. so i'll do it then. nyeheheh. revolution ultra blue melodic battle cry. mmm dustin, you are a clever man. i love what you write. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot right now makes sense to me &lt;br /&gt;And it won’t go quietly&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot right now makes sense to me &lt;br /&gt;And it won’t sit patiently &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna chase my dreams and catch up to them&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna find you some how, some way, somewhere, some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already&lt;br /&gt;Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already &lt;br /&gt;First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already&lt;br /&gt;Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to spend the rest of my life alone&lt;br /&gt;Where’s life taking me?&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to spend the rest of my life alone&lt;br /&gt;Always traveling &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna chase my dreams and catch up to them&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna find you some how, some way, somewhere, some day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already&lt;br /&gt;Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already &lt;br /&gt;First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already&lt;br /&gt;Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love my job&lt;br /&gt;I wanna love my life&lt;br /&gt;But most of all, I wanna fall in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already&lt;br /&gt;Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already &lt;br /&gt;First day of the rest of our lives, I miss you already&lt;br /&gt;Last time I saw that look in your eyes, I miss you already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;b&gt;mxpx, for the rest of our lives&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;song of the moment. hoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113383682692253739?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113383682692253739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113383682692253739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113383682692253739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113383682692253739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/mac-lab-3.html' title='mac lab 3'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113378748308070548</id><published>2005-12-05T20:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T21:14:23.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>queen wols</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/SANY0003a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/SANY0003a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/SANY0006a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/SANY0006a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going deaf and nowadays i take a &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; long time to catch balls. what is wrong with me? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had lunch with dee and fauzy. i wanna have lunch with the whole of live audio! confirmed riot. one day we shall meet up and have lunch together. or maybe dinner. i dont care. as long as we all eat together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made chicken curry with potatoes. lol. i can also make fish curry with potatoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dee left for class and then i accompanied fauzy all the way to jurong. sat and talked for a while. wow. i really hope its not my imagination. im so afraid it is. knowing my luck, it probably is. sad right? then if it really is... then. i wont do anything cos. ya what can i do right. *bitter laugh* &lt;em&gt;dont dwell on it dont dwell on it dont dwell on it.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love mr calvin. he made me love drawing again. and i also love him for making us complete 20 pages of gesture drawings by this friday. :D:D:D: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read carmen's blog bout us singaporean kids who write mundane stuff in our blogs while american kids write about politics. well good for them! cos their government practices freedom of speech! ours doesnt! those who speak freely lose their freedom! *cheers* BUT then, even if our govt allowed freedom of speech, i doubt many will write about politics. cos you know we're just plain ignorant. the only thing we care about is movie ratings. haha ok, thats all &lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt; care about anyway. ok maybe we call be supportive enough of what our govt does. maybe just once we can say,"Hey! great job! we'll support you! for the peace justice and equality of this country we'll support you!" but how can we? they're treating us like little kids. they're gonna air tab tv and you cant help but notice the glaring "MATURE CONTENT" at the top left hand corner whenever the commercial comes on. EXCUSE ME. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SAYING? is that supposed to be a warning? i really dont know what that is supposed to mean but you know issues they'll be touching on are issues that everybody needs to know about. i do mean everybody. matured or not. haha omg. i hope they didnt think it'll upset viewers. tehhht. THATS NOT mature. hoho. open up your minds and remove those stamps from your eyes. society's growing up now. guide us, not stop us. on to movie ratings. "more ratings = more variety" BULL&lt;strong&gt;SHIT&lt;/strong&gt;. more restrictions = more freedom? THAT'S SCREWED. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talking bout what i ate today and why tom dick and harry made me angry is more fun that ranting bout things i can &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;barely&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; care aboout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need confirmation. 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10. please give me confirmation. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113378748308070548?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113378748308070548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113378748308070548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113378748308070548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113378748308070548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/queen-wols.html' title='queen wols'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113366530754608517</id><published>2005-12-04T10:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T22:35:53.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawan X</title><content type='html'>I am so smitten~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bile nak tukar layout ni?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dee, your brother is very entertaining to listen to. ya. im listening to that aegyptie/alt+dlt cd. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/edit&lt;br /&gt;time: 10.22pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;oh no. i think i'm in love with you&lt;br /&gt;oh no. i'm hoping you'd want me too&lt;br /&gt;so please don't let me down&lt;/em&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mocca, i think i'm in love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their songs are so cute! and BANANA IS THEIR FAN! haha how adorable is that? he sent me like 5 songs. and he was telling me how his character in silkroad online is a pretty chinese zombie which floats around instead of hop cos it'll look spastic if it did. "must have grace.". haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm infatuated. woo~! &lt;em&gt;anything syaf, anything that makes you happy&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sending dee songs and prolly sleeping after this. i think i just wasted my weekened. brrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nad is back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//edit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113366530754608517?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113366530754608517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113366530754608517&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113366530754608517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113366530754608517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/sawan-x.html' title='Sawan X'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113361020960937898</id><published>2005-12-03T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T19:43:29.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored people talk sense</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Liberator says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ABSENCE OF HEART MAKES ABOYAMANAMONSTER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liberator says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aboyamanamon its a new type of pokemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bubububfu23hpotgh1308tu138th1w4gj;w4ijg/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ISIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bubububfu23hpotgh1308tu138th1w4gj;w4ijg/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what does it do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liberator says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sends worm beams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liberator says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and cover u in maggots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liberator says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*covers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bubububfu23hpotgh1308tu138th1w4gj;w4ijg/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my god&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bubububfu23hpotgh1308tu138th1w4gj;w4ijg/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that sucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liberator says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bubububfu23hpotgh1308tu138th1w4gj;w4ijg/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats a disgusting pokemon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liberator says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup.lucky they can only live in swamps while we stand on both legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bubububfu23hpotgh1308tu138th1w4gj;w4ijg/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bubububfu23hpotgh1308tu138th1w4gj;w4ijg/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;later i go catcj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bubububfu23hpotgh1308tu138th1w4gj;w4ijg/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bubububfu23hpotgh1308tu138th1w4gj;w4ijg/ says:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;use my pikachu n thunderbolt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113361020960937898?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113361020960937898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113361020960937898&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113361020960937898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113361020960937898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/bored-people-talk-sense.html' title='bored people talk sense'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113352652604355887</id><published>2005-12-02T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T16:28:35.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sss.... i was thinking....</title><content type='html'>ytd was my sister's birthday. happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! macam tak ikhlas. kk. HAPPY BIRTHDAY SYAMIN. I LOVE YOU MANY MANY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have pictures. lots of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/9186/sany0007a9el.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img230.imageshack.us/img230/2699/kaki6fe.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img230.imageshack.us/img230/2729/p10101251yd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/7562/p10101327nj.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img205.imageshack.us/img205/9186/sany0007a9el.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/4194/sany0015a3gh.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img214.imageshack.us/img214/2641/sany00282gd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img451.imageshack.us/img451/7489/sany0042a3ev.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img451.imageshack.us/img451/6067/sany0043a2ah.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img525.imageshack.us/img525/9904/woowoolala8qy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is one of those days. one of those days that i dont bother to shower or clean my room. so my room is a sty and i smell like a pig. nice right? i dont quite know how pigs smell like but i dont wanna find out. our conversations often leave me feeling unsettled. maybe i like him because he likes to disturb me. haha this is damn childish. i should get over myself. brrgh. its probably just my imagination. woosh. GET A GRIP LA. i shouldnt be thinking about this. cos im only 17 and i like clouds way too much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113352652604355887?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113352652604355887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113352652604355887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113352652604355887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113352652604355887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/12/sss-i-was-thinking.html' title='sss.... i was thinking....'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113335534127686476</id><published>2005-11-30T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T20:55:41.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mac lab 2.1</title><content type='html'>hi. i'm not in mac lab. i'm at home. hohoho. had LA meeting. oooooh love. even though we had to wait for 1 hour++. banana very cute. aHaaaaa~! dont give us that sweet smile of yours la. ape kau ingat aku tak tau. ape puji-puji seluar aku? *but thanks ar. haha* oh gosh. see. im so minah. you almost got me fooled again. *oh mat, sorry* ALMOST. yea. ili is very interesting to watch. he was playing with the scotchtape like it was the funnest thing and he pasted it on his shoe like he does it everyday. then he let it be and puts on this blank face. shit. if i had a videocam (haha borrow from VIDI), i would tape him for one whole day. damn it'll be so interesting. i wish ikay stayed. he's so nice to talk to. haris *i insist he has an Alfred face* brought these HUGE shades. hoho. like you'd go into a virtual world if you wore it. today i talked to a lot of people and asked them things that i usually dont care about and maybe still dont. i asked daniel bout bowling. and why he had 4 balls. interesting. he's been playing competitively since he was 15 and now he's playing for NYP. then there was Joseph and his maths. he was doing calculus and showed me cosh (cos+hypo)!! freak. it was fascinating. then there was guo jie and his physiotherapy. wow. he went through JC, has an A level cert and now doing this course. he hopes to work in a sports center after working in a hospital. woo! go guo jie and he's the champ for the dj thang. WOO. its so cool! he said to bring baby oil and he'd massage us! so wah. i mean, i dont want him to be like a messeur or what. it's cool that he knows how to fix joints and shit. then i talked to the SEG dude about the xmas thing. and asked him if he was i/c of SIT club and more about the event. wow. it'll be a masquerade! and it is a charity event! wheeeee. then on the same day, we have the sdn party! wooooo. suddenly i celebrate xmas. hmm hmm hmm hmm hmm. he makes me uncomfortable actually. not cute anymore. hoho. but he's cute la. hohohoohoho. tak suke. ah im torn la. i dono lah. nevermind. adam potong rambot. hehe dier cute. and he's baik! hehe. mau pandai handle. hafiz pon potong rambot. they both look good. personality+looks=plusplusplus but in poly, i've learnt to look beyond looks. correct dee! cos dee say one. not me. i say MAOAM.HAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHMAOAMAHAHAHHAHAHAHNOT YOAM! ITS MAOAM! LMFAO. HAHAHAAHAH HAIRY SWIMMERS!!!!!!!! AHHAHAHAAHAHAH SHIT. SAB SHUD JOIN DRAMA. funny sia. see. abrupt lauughter, no aftereffects and lotsa ramblings. thats how i behave in poly. (Y)(Y) ini maciam hidop bagus. manya bagus. correct dee! again! aahahhahaha whoa. entry ni sudah menjadi sebuah essay! ini kalau print. berpage-page. i plan to do that. print out all my entries that i have ever written and compile them. cos you know, you never knw when the net might crash. HAHHAHAHAHA. ok. dah seblom aku start bebual pasal life aku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113335534127686476?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113335534127686476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113335534127686476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113335534127686476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113335534127686476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/mac-lab-21.html' title='mac lab 2.1'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113333253535024022</id><published>2005-11-30T14:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-30T14:35:35.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mac lab 2</title><content type='html'>you choked off the surest of favours but if you really loved me you would have endured my reign&lt;br /&gt;-welcome home, co&amp;ca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE WORLD IS SO FUCKIG SMALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the playlist in this comp rocks. IT HAS EVERYTHING. almost. woohoo. johnny you rule! whoever you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sejuknya jari-jemariku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. eugene wong just walked by. ape tengok-tengok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one last kiss for you one more wish till you pls make up ur mind girl id do anything for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think bising-bising has something against me. :( ah well. you cant make everyone like you. maybe she hates my face. *sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. we're supposed to hand up designs for ogl and freshie shirts. hoho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. the clash's version of come on eileen i so... hahahahhahhahah. ya its so hahahahhahhahah. HAHAH IS THAT A BANJO I HEAR?! AHAHAHAH POOR OLD JOHNNY RAY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this entry is so pointless but there's just something about apple keyboards. they make you wanna type ad type even though your fingers are blue thanks to the cold. and it doesnt matter if you have a googol of typos. cos the feel is just so nice it doesnt really matter what you'r typing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm done for the day actually but waiting for the Safety Helmet briefing (-_-") and then LA meeting. He called me, yo! lol. like ALL my crushes that i've had so far... none i'm serious about. i dont think im seriously crushing on this one either. hahah. wow the clash is covering the kinks! they are full of wows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i really dont have much to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must be a loser to still like a loser. a bigger loser...... cos i keep thinking bout it....... doesnt help that i unblocked him. oh syaf what have u doneto yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113333253535024022?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113333253535024022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113333253535024022&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113333253535024022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113333253535024022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/mac-lab-2.html' title='mac lab 2'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113323816105842431</id><published>2005-11-29T11:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T12:22:41.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mac lab</title><content type='html'>dont you know, water is poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doraemon (ドラえもん) is the assistant and helper of Nobita sent back in time by Sewashi.&lt;br /&gt;Doraemon originally had ears but they were bitten off by a robot mouse. As a result, he has an excessive fear of mice, despite being a robotic cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doraemon's favourite food is dorayaki, a gong-shaped sweet. Many think that this is the origin of his name. However, it was revealed in one of the manga that his name originates from a Japanese word for "stray cat", dora neko, and the emon ending which is part of traditional Japanese names, as seen in, for example, Horiemon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorami-chan (ドラミちゃん) is the younger sister of Doraemon. She lives in the 22nd-century Tokyo with Sewashi, Nobita's great-great-grandson. She likes melon buns. She is afraid of cockroaches. She seems to be superior to Doraemon. She sometimes visits Nobita with a time machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click here for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Doraemon"&gt;more&lt;/a&gt;. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;darling hold me cause i'm scared.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113323816105842431?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113323816105842431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113323816105842431&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113323816105842431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113323816105842431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/mac-lab.html' title='mac lab'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113318831455811997</id><published>2005-11-28T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:31:55.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>conflicting memories</title><content type='html'>i just made up the title. nothing to do with the post. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with yazid and annas after school. had fun as usual. it seems their fan film is already on its way. yaz showed me these cool videos taken during their saber practice [cool right? they practise using kendo sticks and they do it at the esplanade]. his friend added in the special effects using adobe premiere and i tell you, it was so awesome. that few seconds was amazing. i was blown away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then annas came over to take the ps7 cd. hung out for a while. haha a while was until 9. hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some riddles (so that i'll never forget)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asal baju superman kecik?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;jadik bile dier terbang, tak masok angin. HAHAHHAH no la. the real answer is...&lt;br /&gt;sebab baju dier size S.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ade satu bridge ni. bridge ni kuat skali. lori drive over it, takde pape. but when a car drove over it, dier roboh. kenape?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;sebab bridge dier kuat SKALI.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;banyak-banyak mi, mi ape paling berat?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me wantan (one tonne)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;banyak-banyak mi, mi ape dalam tin?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mi-lo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;banyak-banyak mi, mi ape ckp tagalog?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mi Siam&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;banyak-banyak mi, mi ape ckp cine?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mi hong kong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAHA. i love riddles. but im not a good guesser. then again, no one likes to guess correctly anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to eisley reminds me of the time before poly started. the time when i went to town alone cos all my friends were at school. :'( so sad aye? but i remember no matter how lonely i was, i had fun talking to myself. haha! sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/compare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/compare.jpg" border="0" alt="woo~!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! hair getting longer! im so happy! and im more tembam. can you see?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/hmmmm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/hmmmm.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya, i camwhore. i camwhore alone. hohohoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113318831455811997?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113318831455811997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113318831455811997&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113318831455811997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113318831455811997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/conflicting-memories.html' title='conflicting memories'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113299916848782471</id><published>2005-11-26T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T23:47:13.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hip hop la rasta II</title><content type='html'>pictures first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;scroll for captions,yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img477.imageshack.us/img477/4343/sany0005a7mx.jpg" alt="amos"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/5650/sany0006a7wi.jpg" alt="dee"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/8135/sany0007a4iu.jpg" alt="HAHA"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/7532/p1010094a8ej.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/9729/sany0008a7ua.jpg" alt="amos on the trolleyboard"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img291.imageshack.us/img291/378/sany0010a4kv.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img455.imageshack.us/img455/9605/sany0011a5ar.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img501.imageshack.us/img501/7595/sany0012a2gz.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/2802/sany0013a5lv.jpg" alt="i like this one"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/8036/sany0014a4nk.jpg" alt="wadi"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/2984/sany0015a3iy.jpg" alt="joget lagi. joget"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/9153/sany0016a3lm.jpg" alt="wadi having fun"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/1854/sany0017a5xv.jpg" alt="check out the orbs"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/8097/sany0018a5bc.jpg" alt="ARGH"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/4632/sany0021a5oh.jpg" alt="boys"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img513.imageshack.us/img513/4366/sany0024a4ib.jpg" alt="aww"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/9501/fauzyandzizi0kz.jpg" alt="BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/6402/sany0027a2qy.jpg" alt="fauzy. cute isnt he? hahahha."&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/5521/sany0030a3lg.jpg" alt="boys boys boys"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/1699/sany0031a6iw.jpg" alt="ikay!"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/598/sany0032a9ez.jpg" alt="me and mimi. mimi and me. lol"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/7902/sany0035a2oz.jpg" alt="amos's cap"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img301.imageshack.us/img301/7991/sany0038a4hn.jpg" alt="fauzy looks nice and i look like a pkm"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok hope you managed to get through all that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the event was a disaster. maybe bacause we kept saying it'd be. it was... man. i dont know what to say really. the crowd was. not a crowd. it was so bad we had to resort to dancing ourselves in the hopes of attracting people. well.. had they been more sporting..... it took so long to get the crowd going. the event started at 6, but only at 8++ they started to really dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really cannot dance so it was an anyhow thing. i had so much fun moshing with ima and dee and ifa and mimi and all those people i hit. lol. ima's damn good la. wow. she made me laugh like siao. crazy girl i love. i think those live audio members who danced had fun. haha. fauzy is so cute i cannot stand it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poor khai. once a week dier kene basterd. lol. kesian dier. kite pon basterd dier. dah la aku slalu lupa dier. ingat name je. haha. naseb dier cute and super baik. all the yr2s were baik. even adam. they talked to us nicely and were there for us all the way. flint was surprisingly serious and so so so so kind. i love love love them all. i never expected to be talking to ikay like how we did yesterday. i felt so so so so touched when they were there telling us not to be so worried and shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honestly, i never expected such ego coming from abu. if i was insulting anyone, i was insulting myself for not having done a good job pulicizing the event. im sorry you took it as if i was blaming everyone else. wow, you attracted 400 people on your own in one day?! amazing. so what happened to this 400 people? why din u attract thenm for this event? is it because you thought it is OUR JOB AND SOLELY OUR JOB TO TELL PEOPLE ABOUT HIP HOP LA RASTA 2? HOW WOULD YOU LIKE IT IF YOU'RE IN CHARGE AND WE DIN TELL ANYONE BOUT THE EVENT JUST BECAUSE WE KNOW IT'S YOUR JOB? dont you think its unfair? to me, it sounds like you sabotaged us. i may be jumping into conclusions but i dont like you. so what the fuck. this is a lesson learnt. never shall we repeat what we've done. the next event will be better. whatever words he has to say will fall on deaf ears cos from now on, he has lost my respect for him. i dont like rude people. and you're awfully rude for someone i thought was nice. i feel cheated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope the live audio members stick together. cos i love them all especially our batch. haha wadi is surprisingly (wasnt the night full of surprises) into retro. "aku kene pakai lagi rabak nyer" HAHAH. woi, specs tak cukop besar ke... ade muka haris (eh?) mcm alfred. ahahhaahhahaha. tapi memang. ahhahahhha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viva la live audio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a happier entry and more pictures &gt;&gt; &lt;a href="http://nailed.diaryland.com"&gt;dee's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113299916848782471?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113299916848782471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113299916848782471&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113299916848782471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113299916848782471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/hip-hop-la-rasta-ii.html' title='hip hop la rasta II'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113283606809335533</id><published>2005-11-24T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T20:41:08.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mmm</title><content type='html'>so i havent been in school for 2 days. was in school ytd but didnt attend lectures. and i didnt attend school the whole of today thanks to major cramps. it hurt like hell in the morning but got progressively better towards late afternoon. forced myself out of bed and went to bras basah with dee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like how the seiors talk to us. it might have started out as a joke. but you know what. TAK KLAKA LAH SIAL. YOU FUCKING THREW THIS EVENT AT US, DONT LIE IT'S FUCKING OBVIOUS, AND YOU TREAT US LIKE DOG SHIT. WHAT THE FUCK. TAK BOLEH BEBUAL BAIK-BAIK EH? SPEECH DEFICIENCY IZZIT? OR IS IT BRAIN DAMAGE? DONT TREAT US LIKE IDIOTS. IF WE ARE, IT'S THANKS TO YOUR LACK OF PROPER TEACHING. ASSHOLES. and the looks i throw adam is not for fun ok. it's because i am REALLY pissed off. why the hell would i wanna look at him funny all the time? and i wonder why people quit. AND &lt;strong&gt;YOU&lt;/strong&gt; WONDER WHY PEOPLE QUIT. heh. thats it, i've gotten this off my chest and im happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he sounds like he cares while i dont. it might be out of social niceties he's doing it, but he never tires of doing so. the perfect boyfriend. words are just words. they mean nothing but i have nothing to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i pray for your safety guys. have fun at Indon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113283606809335533?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113283606809335533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113283606809335533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113283606809335533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113283606809335533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/mmm.html' title='mmm'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113276733361637504</id><published>2005-11-24T01:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T01:35:33.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F is for Fuck. R is for Rabak.</title><content type='html'>YES. i am doing typography. i'm only 40% done. no sleep for me tonight it seems. ok. i took a nap at 10. intended to wake up at 12. but people started messaging me at 11. couldnt continue sleeping after that. doesnt help that the weather's cold. i'm taking a break while staring at my letter R. i think i'll have a heart attack now. R GOT HOLE! what was i thinking. i still have storyboarding to do. wahahha. so much for wanting to work harder this semester. -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SWEATDROP. HAHAHHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they had sdn meeting just now. i couldnt attend cos i had 3D. :( i wanted to hang out with them! they were discussing orientation summore. haha i cant help it. i love my clubmates. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they played &lt;b&gt;i miss you&lt;/b&gt; at mac just now. .... i cannot get over it. i dont think i ever will. does that make me pathetic? i guess so. whoever said it's better to have loved and lost is cow dung. LOL~! no, im not gonna go into that &lt;em&gt;love crap.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to my letters!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113276733361637504?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113276733361637504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113276733361637504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113276733361637504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113276733361637504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/f-is-for-fuck-r-is-for-rabak.html' title='F is for Fuck. R is for Rabak.'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113267172132932117</id><published>2005-11-22T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T23:13:04.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>harry potter and the goblet of fire</title><content type='html'>after school, had lunch with half of 05 at fj. passed out flyers. met this girl. she must have thought she knew me. haha! saw syazwani and yazid. he's too lazy to go for l.a. now. :( ah well. i left for the lib and met wadi and ain along the way. wadi is..nice. haha not as uhm &lt;em&gt;reptilian&lt;/em&gt; as we thought. lol. i passed them the rest of the flyers and that, freed me of my burden. i thought of waiting for dee to finish class but yazid messaged me asking me to meet him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he treated me to Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire!! that's the good thing bout having guy friends? ok that had no connection. the movie was breathtaking. shall watch it again this friday. this time, i have to pay for the ticket myself. haha hopefully going with 05 and dee. i hope they have an extended version of the movie on dvd. cos i wasnt really satisfied. i want more! i'm not a die-hard fan or a fan to begin with, but you know, when you've read the book, your expectations tend to be higher. or maybe it's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yazid, for one, is definitely NOT a fan. not util tonight. lol. he loved the movie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3399"&gt;me:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i cant wait for the 6th movie to come out. i'll bawl my eyes out i dont care. the thing is, the actors dont look the age their supposed to play. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#ff3399"&gt;yazid:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ya. cos of that the impact wasnt there. so that means they need a new cast! then i'll audition for harry potter. then it'll be &lt;strong&gt;Hairi Potek dan Putera Stengah Darah.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHHAHAHAHA shiet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow dee is gonna hypnotise me with her stupid songs. lol. weee. see how nice this entry is without me talking bout my fucked-up modules?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;he loves me and i LOOOOOVE him. haha.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAAAAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA DEE JUST PUT MY DORAEMON AS HER DP. LMFAO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113267172132932117?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113267172132932117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113267172132932117&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113267172132932117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113267172132932117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/harry-potter-and-goblet-of-fire.html' title='harry potter and the goblet of fire'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113260899912919804</id><published>2005-11-22T05:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-22T05:41:57.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>raya</title><content type='html'>maybe i'm posting this too late (or too early. its 5.26am haha) but i can't help feeling a bit sad when i look at others so happy raya-ing with their friends. i know many of us weren't in the mood. maybe we had a bad organiser (bahahaha) or maybe we really just caouldnt be bothered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last sunday's outing was called off cos zu had something on. im guessing nani tried to fix another date but by then i was really in no mood. then i don't know what's up with us, splitting ourselves into 2. we have all fallen apart. and i, being the asshole that i am, havent replied annas. i totally forgot about the PAE outing. totally slipped off my mind, till i read annas's msg on the day itself. which he sent me 2 days before. :x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope next year &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font size=4&gt;all of us&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; will set aside time for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it too late to go jalan raya? :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yaaaay~! 3D's postponed! ...to wednesday 2.30pm. brrrgh. but yaaaay~! i dont have to wake up early! sick. it's 5+ in the morning and I AM AWAKE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113260899912919804?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113260899912919804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113260899912919804&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113260899912919804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113260899912919804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/raya.html' title='raya'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113256004673787827</id><published>2005-11-21T15:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T16:00:46.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mood-less</title><content type='html'>i am not really in the mood to blog these days. but since im doing nothing and i have yet to take off my stockings, i'll type out a few sentences.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha not in the mood the whole day. since morning. im so thankful dad sent me to school. i got so pissed during drawing cos my work was bullshit. furthermore, zal and daryl were next to me. the reason i moved was to get away from them. no one knows how stressed i am looking at their beautiful pieces. so when kingston moved only to be replaced by zal, i felt like crying. i felt like breaking my pencil into 2 and just get the hell out of class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i met dee and her gang for lunch. only to be pissed off again. thanks to adam who messaged without stating time and place. ass. lunch was okay. ima came and i went home. i didnt wanna lug my portfolio around town (doesnt matter anyway since it's cancelled). met ima again and started on the flyers. ima is good company. haha same sense of humour. not afraid to laugh. very good. she laughed till she teared. lol. then she had to go. i went off to find mimi to pass her flyers. hoho mimi suggests we have the meeting this wed only amongst ourselves. no seniors. cos we all know what a nuisance they are. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to the station, found out he couldnt meet me at the agreed time. got slightly pissed off and lazy. so i just cancelled it. knowing him, i'd have to wait hours. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats my few sentences for today. gonna come early for class tomorrow. would like to adjust my 3D train. oh yaaaaaayy. i have cheese in my bag, and i'd like to eat it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113256004673787827?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113256004673787827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113256004673787827&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113256004673787827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113256004673787827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/mood-less.html' title='mood-less'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113227523107134639</id><published>2005-11-19T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T10:49:02.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stills time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/haha%20muka%20siak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/haha%20muka%20siak.jpg" border="0" alt="haha my face!" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/P1010905a.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/P1010905a.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/P1010906a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/P1010906a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/meandyaz.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/meandyaz.0.jpg" border="0" alt="yazid &amp; i" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*scroll for captions, yo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks &lt;strong&gt;dee&lt;/strong&gt; for the camera! lub you many many!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch at beach road was very filling. too filling. haha :x we actually spent 30 mins walking trying to get to sunshine plaza from city hall. what a workout! its funny la. i bet we were really close. Cos of the tall buildings, we got lost. we gave up and headed to bras basah instead. oohlala~ headed back to school to do maya. hoho. i had fun i suppose cos of my crazy classmates. sitting next to rickson will always leave u laughing like siao. haha and jason was visibly happier. lol. cos what? he finished a whole set of japanese egss all by himself? lmao! by the time i was almost done it was already nearing 8 i think. haha dee looked so stressed. so nehmind i decided we share. hoho. i love sharing. &lt;b&gt;&lt;font size=3&gt;LOVE YOU TOO DEE &lt;3!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; i sound so lesbee. khekhekhe. hahahahaha. wth. so that was my day... reached home around 9++. slept like a log from 12 till 10. 10 hours of sleep. not enough liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shiet. if i were a guy i'd marry any girl who sounds like brody. ergh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shah is so fucking cute i swear. ergh. maybe he's damn attractive cos he's cute AND he chats with me. i dont get THAT a lot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is damn romantic and hot cos brody's singing haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I see you lay down&lt;br /&gt;Under &lt;br /&gt;Pink lacquered skies &lt;br /&gt;Baby, &lt;br /&gt;I'll give you something &lt;br /&gt;That'll shut your eyes &lt;br /&gt;To this mess &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I love you baby &lt;br /&gt;I mean it more than &lt;br /&gt;just the whole world &lt;br /&gt;And when, &lt;br /&gt;I take a picture &lt;br /&gt;thats instant &lt;br /&gt;Lost tonight &lt;br /&gt;oh baby it burns &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said &lt;br /&gt;I remember it so &lt;br /&gt;I saw your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Go through the tunnel &lt;br /&gt;and I remember&lt;br /&gt;Australian sun &lt;br /&gt;I was eight years old&lt;br /&gt;You were Marilyn Monroe &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya gotta take it&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah take it on &lt;br /&gt;playing backyard Blues &lt;br /&gt;blackheart stuck up in their jaw &lt;br /&gt;I can nail&lt;br /&gt;I'll nail this on &lt;br /&gt;Oh she ain't the whole world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Break it down &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I've tasted&lt;br /&gt;I tasted too&lt;br /&gt;too many nights &lt;br /&gt;Lost in space &lt;br /&gt;I remember &lt;br /&gt;kneeling down &lt;br /&gt;On my knees &lt;br /&gt;caught in the ground &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I love you baby &lt;br /&gt;I mean it more than just &lt;br /&gt;the whole world &lt;br /&gt;And when &lt;br /&gt;saw gypsy rose &lt;br /&gt;Gypsy rose &lt;br /&gt;she rose to me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember &lt;br /&gt;a rolling stone &lt;br /&gt;Oh rolling on down &lt;br /&gt;through your bones &lt;br /&gt;Oh ya gotta save, &lt;br /&gt;you gotta save your soul &lt;br /&gt;well She ain't &lt;br /&gt;the whole world &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I love you baby &lt;br /&gt;I mean it more than just &lt;br /&gt;the whole world &lt;br /&gt;And when &lt;br /&gt;saw gypsy rose &lt;br /&gt;Gypsy rose&lt;br /&gt;she rose to me Baby &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you baby &lt;br /&gt;I mean it more than just &lt;br /&gt;the whole world &lt;br /&gt;And well &lt;br /&gt;when I know your sin &lt;br /&gt;I know your sin&lt;br /&gt;I know your wings  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the distillers, gypsy rose lee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll send it to you guys when i'm online hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113227523107134639?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113227523107134639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113227523107134639&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113227523107134639'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113224207559192874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113224207559192874&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113224207559192874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113224207559192874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/demam.html' title='DEMAM'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113220919952526265</id><published>2005-11-17T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T14:33:19.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moon people</title><content type='html'>im in mac lab. i have an hour to kill before lecture. typo is so boring. leong is soundly sleeping next to me. i am chatting with my sis. this will take some time to get used to hoho. sooooo the moustach-ed guy is anderew. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 days ago, i went to TP's 15th anniversary musical. yazid had free tickets and asked me and annas to come along. but annas had a match and confirmed it too late so i just went ahead with yazid. yazid's friends are whacked. very much like the ATC people only crazier i believe. phase for the night,"busok ah!" lol. one of them was exactly like yuran except the voice was more, em, octaved. lol. it's like &lt;em&gt;pecah tak jadik&lt;/em&gt;. hahahha but he was soooo cute and he dressed well. :D haha and they called him iguana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the musical itself was enjoyable. maybe i say that cos i got free tickets. lol. no, seriously, it was a job well done but too much propaganda la. its sooo obvious they're trying to sell tp. and whats with the product endorsement? hahah. some parts were funny and some parts were sad. OOH THEY SANG DAHIL SAIYO!! made me miss choir for a while. hoho 3 girls dressed up cabaret style (eh?), with feather boas and glittery gowns no less and they called themselves The Supremes. they sashayed out after ever scene and sang out nursery rhymes. uber sexxay ya know. huhoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the music was live, played by Mr Richard Wee. the guy who takes students for visual communications i think cos i spoke to him before. talented whacked guy. the director is Mr Sonny Lim and i dont like him that much. acording to yazid, he's only professional friendly. not someone you should mess with. this musical costed TP $70 000. oohlala~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37 more minutes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was nice. planned to go to city hall to sit at coffee bean before la meeting but decided against that cos the weather was just too hot. sat at starbucks wheelock instead. hoho. i never knew bagels were hard. but it was chewy and big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the la meeting was better than the last. thas all i can say. wish they'd quit speaking in Malay. ya so what if most of us are malay. it's rude la. then trust-fall for the new pres [in-training i suppose]! hoho. fauzi is soooo nice. cant believe he's a year older. :x &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"korang takde bakat ah!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA SIAK. i'll use that from now on. ok i wont give up on la. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zul, ini hiphop la rasta untuk kamu. considering that the rest dont give a shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 more minutes. ok zzz time. pictures will be up soon..er or later....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113220919952526265?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113220919952526265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113220919952526265&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113220919952526265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113220919952526265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/moon-people.html' title='moon people'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113198351704808205</id><published>2005-11-14T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T07:56:26.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday's pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/P1010880.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/P1010880.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/P1010879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/P1010879.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/P1010025a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/P1010025a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/P1010007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/P1010007.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/P1010022a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/P1010022a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/P1010003a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/P1010003a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;i love this pic! accidental flash&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono what to say. im really sorry. never meant it the way it sounded. like i predicted, this friendship is soured cos you cant bullshit me and say you feel indifferent after what i said to you. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113198351704808205?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113198351704808205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113198351704808205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113198351704808205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113198351704808205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/yesterdays-pics.html' title='yesterday&apos;s pics'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113194695573975513</id><published>2005-11-14T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T13:46:06.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i cant draw anymore.</title><content type='html'>i hate going to school in the mornings. especially if it's a monday and i hafta drag my portfolio around. dammit. im gonna get a bag for it. the crowd in the morning can kill. i felt like pulverising all of them. what's wrong with the school? have more night classes la. at least the students wouldnt have to fight each other to get to class on time. especially those with protfolios. yes. im sour about it. it's damn big. i almost took a taxi to school cos the crowd really turned me off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a replacement for calvin today cos he's on reservice for 2 weeks. the tutor is old but he's funny. his teaching style is very different from calvin but everyone just keeps quiet and pays attention. it's all figure drawing and i realised how badly i draw. it's horrendous. everything is out of proportion and the lines- too many! my drawings are disgusting. i really wasnt in the mood to draw. but today was fun cos the tutor made us take turns to stand in the center of the room and pose for the rest. i havent had a go. and hope i wont ever get to go. ahahah. thats about it. im getting fat. like really. gotta stop eating. hmm. i heard there's storyboarding homework. how strange.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113194695573975513?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113194695573975513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113194695573975513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113194695573975513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113194695573975513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-cant-draw-anymore.html' title='i cant draw anymore.'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113189507668345294</id><published>2005-11-13T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T23:18:00.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Errik!</title><content type='html'>Errik's home is so lovely! i &lt;em&gt;could&lt;/em&gt; have stayed there forever. It's clean and zen-like. and under the stairs, there was this pond. &lt;em&gt;inside got goldfish so cute&lt;/em&gt;! then there're skylights(is that what it's called?). just blows you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got him a nicely-wrapped Star Warped. hope he enjoys it. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birthday boy and some of his friends put up a gig for us which i think made him happy. found out how talented he and his friends were. especially alvin. he played four different instruments. banjo, guitar, keyboard and bass. and he can sing. im just so awed by that. they played mostly country rock which was okay. and he played wonderwall for us too! and i completely melted when errik sang &lt;strong&gt;when you say nothing at all&lt;/strong&gt;. it was so whoa. which is also all i can say for the gig's set-up. what with all the equipment which includes various instruments, amplifiers, that thing with lotsa knobs, mike stands, keyboard stand, music sheet stands, guitar stands... the whole thing was just awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errik got us catered food. we had nasi briyani! can u believe that? haha. basically we had good food and good people. so everything just turned out great. i hope errik enjoyed his bday. he's only 18 and all the while i thought he was 20++. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...he cant be younger than 19.". &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;haha. woops&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, is he ever reads this, &lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ERRIK&lt;/strong&gt;! love you loads! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113189507668345294?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113189507668345294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113189507668345294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113189507668345294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113189507668345294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/happy-birthday-errik.html' title='Happy Birthday Errik!'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113180263189200038</id><published>2005-11-12T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T23:00:08.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O@G</title><content type='html'>have you ever taken a good listen to their songs? radhi has such a cute voice. when he sings, it sounds half english, half malay. some of their songs are in english anyway. so i was checking them out and i have never known a band which has gone through so many line-up changes within 12 years. ok. 12 years is a long time, but in '92 alone, they changed line-up 4 times if i remember correctly. and the only one who remained constant throughout the years was radhi. and they went through quite a number of name changes as well. they were once known as Flop Poppy but the thing is, i thought fp was another band that came out in '02. i remember crushing on fp's drummer. he was hot. mmmm. i dont know. i just think their music's cute. might sound like JUST another band but i dont think so. they're too good to pass. OAG used to stand for Old Automatic Garbage but now i think it stands for &lt;strong&gt;OrAnG&lt;/strong&gt;. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/Untitled-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/Untitled-3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;b&gt;radhi on the mic and sizul on the guit. whuargh. the guitarist looks cute.&lt;/b&gt; :B&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo~ new boxshorts! i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/gbriefs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/gbriefs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha there's dracula, the wolfman, creature from the black lagoon and frankenstein! haha how cute. i wish i have these.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113180263189200038?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113180263189200038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113180263189200038&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113180263189200038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113180263189200038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/og.html' title='O@G'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113171532940709992</id><published>2005-11-11T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T21:55:33.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think there are spoilers in here.</title><content type='html'>shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i had my way, i'll block him forever. but since im kind, HAHA, i wont do that even though i've done so before. hoho. and what is up with you? do you like me or not? tsk. sorry for leading you on. i wont anymore ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meeting with nadia was fine. i wished my cam isnt spoiled though. hmm. we watched &lt;strong&gt;Exorcism of Emily Rose&lt;/strong&gt;. haha watching horror movies with nad always mean hiding our heads somewhere. but i wont disregard this movie as JUST another movie since it's based on a true story. i bet the real thing is a whole deal freakier. just typing that out gives me the chills. i had mixed feelings bout it actually. it's really not your typical horror show. i dont know, im not good at giving reviews. i guess it is sad that emily had to die a painful death and i didnt like how the priest was found guilty at the end. that's just wrong. well, the show will definitely be worth your $7/8/9/10. so go watch it, go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the marshmellows at McCafe is free. what do you know. haha. oh i asked for a job at Art Friend! i really hope i get it. i think it'll be quite an experience. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Talent is crazy!! i dont like how microphones distort my voice. and how they carry my voice elsewhere. like how i'm here but i seem to be talking from there. it's just funny. so if i have to do singing, i'll do it without the mic. thanks. then i can scream as loud as i can without freaking myself out with my voice being &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;over there&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. so what if i hafta fight with the amps. i say, bring it. haha. so yea. jamming next wed ok? let's have fun~ :D i'll try to book a room thats not so ex. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ergh. why is he just so effing cute? shit. if he lives in sg, i wud have tounged him a long time ago. hoho. sorry. i know thats just absolutely repulsive coming from me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113171532940709992?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113171532940709992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113171532940709992&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113171532940709992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113171532940709992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/i-think-there-are-spoilers-in-here.html' title='i think there are spoilers in here.'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113168316893005737</id><published>2005-11-11T12:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T12:26:08.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LET'S BE FRIENDS</title><content type='html'>i dont want a boyfriend. i dont care what he says. i'll hurt him &amp; i dont want that. no. then we wont be friends anymore. blah. all i care about right now is fixing my cam and finding out what the hell's an art card that's matt and white in color. i need to talk to someone. wheee~ meeting nad soon and guess what? I HAVENT SHOWERED. HA HA HA. *skips away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit shit shit. i'll get the best speakers in town and blast this damn song. it is so... &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO LET ME GO/ AND FALL ASLEEP/ WHEN I WAKE UP IT WONT BE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you mexican boys are damn hott.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113168316893005737?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113168316893005737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113168316893005737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113168316893005737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113168316893005737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/lets-be-friends.html' title='LET&apos;S BE FRIENDS'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113163435983979861</id><published>2005-11-10T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T10:44:17.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>template baruuu</title><content type='html'>this is done by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://nailed.diaryland.com"&gt;DEE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. nice right? of course la. future designer what. haha. i look siao i know. siao and fat. hahahhha my cheeeeeks i put on weight. AH WELL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an open relationship sounds good. but with a guy halfway around the world? hoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113163435983979861?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113163435983979861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113163435983979861&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113163435983979861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113163435983979861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/template-baruuu.html' title='template baruuu'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113157768394662322</id><published>2005-11-10T06:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T14:52:37.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoho</title><content type='html'>WE'RE THE CHAMPION! YESSAR! looking at the amount of work we did, with the fucking collage and whatnot, i think we deserve it. we put in our heart and soul, blood and sweat and more sweat AND our own money which we wont get back so we bloody deserve it ok. haha so cocky..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the preparation was crazy! we didnt wanna lose so we tried everything to make sure we didnt. everybody just got so kiasu. last minute work is soooo thrilling. haha i got pissed at jon at one moment and i gave him my shitface. poor boy. i felt bad afterwards. but i apologized and said countless of "we sayang you ok". haha. i still feel bad. i really dont like to make anyone feel bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SDN YAY! i can imagine myself working with them for the next 2 years+ cos they are all really a great bunch of people. i'll never get tired of saying it. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went for the la meeting. omg. i cant help but feel a bit stressed. there were so many malays. it's too extreme. from hanging out with so many chinese, suddenly got so many malays. and the sad thing is, i prefer hanging out with the chinese. they're so much more fun and more open. the guys in la are so disappointing. dee and i can be more kecoh than them. thats not right. it's unbecoming. ok, maybe this is our first meeting in a while and it takes everyone to warm up. but i have doubts bout that. im thankful the girls click. there's only 4 of us so whatever. and im thankful for zul who's celupah but nice and he noticed the guys' kayu-ness. so thats good. im not the only one with a problem with that. and wha the hell is up with that ___. frick. IS IT SO WRONG TO SMILE BACK? ok fine. it's ok if you dont wanna smile. some people are like that i can accept it. BUT how can you &lt;em&gt;eheheh*sweetstupidsmile*&lt;/em&gt; at the guys and not to us girls? MIANG KEPE. i know some girls just prefer guys but thats just downright RUDE. you dont like us, fine. but SMILE BACK BITCH. just once. I DONT EVEN WANNA TALK TO YOU. I JUST WANT YOU TO BLOODY RETURN MY SMILE. NOT ACKNOWLEDGE US WITH THAT NENEHH FACE OF YOURS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya. we're in yet another event. FREAK OK. I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS OK. I ONLY VOLUNTEERED FOR CHINGAY. ok fine whatever. im tired really. but its ok. i'll do my best in whatever. and besides, i've got dee with me. we can brighten each other's day. and now we know more people. too many people actually. haha. ok whatever whatever. i dont wanna complain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o winston menthol is vile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"she'll get jealous. i dont care.. let's meet anyway." haha im so looking foward to that. :d&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113157768394662322?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113157768394662322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113157768394662322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113157768394662322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113157768394662322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/hoho.html' title='hoho'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113146470454294128</id><published>2005-11-08T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T23:45:04.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>green campus tomorrow</title><content type='html'>i'm so glad the actual thing is tomorrow. &lt;strong&gt;FINALLY&lt;/strong&gt;. finally dee and i can take a break from all these projects. woo! i can be awfully nice to people i dont like. even though their faces scream "BEAT ME". i love every single one of them except that one. but i dont know if i can say for sure that every single one of them likes me. i can be so &lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt; at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOLE! hahahaha frick! kalau sesetengah lelaki dalam dmd melayu, alangkah bahagianya hidupku. i will not ask for more. cos most of the guys in my course &lt;em&gt;that i know&lt;/em&gt; have great personalities, and some with great faces as well. except, diorang cine. oh sedih. but its ok lah. their antics keep me entertained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sorry if i am such a siak. i honestly dont mean to be so annoying. if it helps, i'll tone down k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and LET'S GO SDN. LET'S ROCK ALL THEIR BOATS TOMORROW COS OURS WILL BE AN OCEANLINER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113146470454294128?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113146470454294128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113146470454294128&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113146470454294128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113146470454294128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/green-campus-tomorrow.html' title='green campus tomorrow'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113142468840260039</id><published>2005-11-08T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T13:25:11.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>floating buddha and jk fish</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img198.imageshack.us/img198/4599/b12yv.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FLOATING BUDDHA&lt;br /&gt;this is what i did during Digital Imaging. This class isnt so bad and i'm still alive even though jimmy's in charge. brrrgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jk drew this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img325.imageshack.us/img325/4797/whoa3rj.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoho. ngantok sial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img467.imageshack.us/img467/3666/cat4na.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAH. sorry. i am still in jk's class. bored sia. he tok tok tok tok tok dono tok what&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113142468840260039?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113142468840260039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113142468840260039&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113142468840260039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113142468840260039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/floating-buddha-and-jk-fish.html' title='floating buddha and jk fish'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113141159150945090</id><published>2005-11-08T08:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T09:23:30.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yo~</title><content type='html'>im in... eyy. the room mext to the mac lab. having Intro to 3D. mr eugene wong is quite cute. but cannot beat mr calvin. haha! my box quite cute eh. hehe. i just waved at gladys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was the first day of Sem 2. i reached home ard 10++++ cos had to do the pyramid thing. i love my club! woo! HAHHAHA choon kiat kekek ah. he's in front of me. im sitting in between edmund (yay!) and rickson (yay!). oh class starting. i dont have much to say. cant wait for the actual thing tomorrow. ok bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://awn.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://learningmaya.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://cgtalk.com/&lt;br /&gt;http://cgchannel.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113141159150945090?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113141159150945090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113141159150945090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113141159150945090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113141159150945090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/yo.html' title='yo~'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113129185515707994</id><published>2005-11-06T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T23:44:15.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shah swiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/evidence2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/evidence2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cute eyy. my friend, shah, from swiss. we only started chatting again. it'd be nice if he comes to singapore. sent him a fire extinguisher sticker once. hahahha i was as surprised as he was that the sticker made it there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113129185515707994?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113129185515707994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113129185515707994&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113129185515707994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113129185515707994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/shah-swiss.html' title='shah swiss'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113128079556078590</id><published>2005-11-06T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T23:32:19.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>politik</title><content type='html'>zul is quitting L.A. apparently my asking him about the 30th dec gig was the last straw. he thinks they're been planning a gig behind his back and from the looks of it, it seems that way. BUT the gig isnt confirmed. *shrugs* he's just against the idea of another rock gig and i think he wanted Hiphop la Rasta 2 to happen. was quite excited about it too. but hey. it's either this or that. personally, i'd very much prefer the rock gig. as would most of L.A. nothing against hiphop. thing is, anyone can mosh and headbang but not everyone can &lt;em&gt;drop it like its hot.&lt;/em&gt; i wonder what it would be like when it's OUR turn to take over L.A. or PC or SDN. O__o huge responsibilities, no? so school starts tomorrow. and i have no newsprint. ergh. and i havent bought the sketchbook and whatnot! oh no! and class starts at 8! 3 out of 5 days start at 8. sniff. my latest day starts at 11.10. not like the 10 minutes count. alaaa. aku sedey, yo. EH HOW WOULD IT BE LIKE TO TAKE OVER Live Audio? i cant help but wonder. :x ok im just anxious bout tomorrow. i'll finally be taken out of this limbo. time to get my act together. cos all this while, i feel like im neither here nor there even though 6 months have passed. and whee when this sem ends on &lt;strong&gt;April the 17th&lt;/strong&gt;, i'll be a senior! yay! and an OGL! woohoo! eyyy.. i have nop, jimmy and hoepengpeng to look forward to this sem. i think im talking in circles right? you know what i did most of today? i spent my time cleaning up my ljs. now they're void of senseless entries. i'll delete findmeat soon. once im done with june's entries. i sound accomplished dont i? oh ok. what to wear tomorrow... what a pampered life i lead. i shouldnt complain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113128079556078590?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113128079556078590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113128079556078590&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113128079556078590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113128079556078590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/politik.html' title='politik'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113124843735959574</id><published>2005-11-06T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-06T11:49:29.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bah</title><content type='html'>i shouldnt have said those things. i should have more control over the things i spew. *shakes head* my mom is unreasonable, i know. she really knows how to &lt;b&gt;piss&lt;/b&gt; me off. *sigh* i really cant be bothered. whatever makes her happy. if she refuses to see reason and remain stubborn, what am i to do. i &lt;b&gt;hate&lt;/b&gt; quarelling with my parents. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: i'd appreciate it if what i said to you guys remain between us. i feel bad bout saying those things bout my mom even though im damn pissed. let people ask me what they wanna know. ok thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113124843735959574?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113124843735959574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113124843735959574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113124843735959574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113124843735959574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/bah.html' title='bah'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113116530838517577</id><published>2005-11-05T12:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T12:35:08.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>entertain the hope that somehow you'll escape me&lt;br /&gt;weld the bolts and close the iron gate&lt;br /&gt;drink deeply THE ILLUSION OF YOUR SAFETY,&lt;br /&gt;my how wishful thoughts inebriate,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;masquerade and revel in your opulence.&lt;br /&gt;writhe unfettered by your stabs at ignorance.&lt;br /&gt;swim through hues and whispered tones of heresy,&lt;br /&gt;a dozen strokes to run your blood cold enough to believe&lt;br /&gt;remember me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you look so surprised to see me here,&lt;br /&gt;with hells black wings did i overperch these walls,&lt;br /&gt;for stony limits cannot hold me out,&lt;br /&gt;and now you all DIE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;thrice, the red death&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just watched Barbie's Princess and the Pauper! haha man, i'll never get tired of her. i wanna post new things at DA but camera's not working. mood's gone. hmm maybe i'll drop by sim lim later to get the cam fixed. ptooooz. i wonder if i'll still type like this when im 21. thats if i decide to continue typing. hur. strange eyy. i HATE how i typed just a year back. not worth a second read. no, not even WORTH READING AT ALL. comments thing will be enabled. i have many moles on my face i realized. thats ok. i wish they're freckles instead. why do moles appear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;Moles are a collection of tiny, pigmented cells called melanocytes.  You may have a single mole or a collection of tiny moles all in the same area on your skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it’s determined that your mole is cancerous, don’t panic.  There are a number of ways it can be safely removed.  One method, called excisional surgery, involves numbing the skin with a local anesthesia and removing your mole along with a small amount of surrounding normal tissue just to be safe. There are two different ways of doing this, either takes only a few minutes in the doctor’s office:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shave excision.  After your skin is anesthetized your doctor or a dermatologist will use a sharp blade and shave off the mole very close to your skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Punch biopsy.  Your doctor will make a small cut in your skin (the area will be numb) and using an instrument that operates much like a cookie cutter; he or she will simply punch your mole out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;simply punch it out, aye.. HAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHAT ARE MOLES?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;They are non-cancerous clusters of the cells which are responsible for normal skin colour and for producing a suntan.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN AND WHY DO THEY APPEAR?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Young children usually have very few moles and most moles first appear between the ages of 8 and 20.  We have most moles as young adults and with time many disappear without treatment.  Old people often have a number of brown marks on their skin, but very few of these are moles.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;We do not know why moles appear, but children who have spent a lot of time in the sun often have a larger than average number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouuu. so i play in the sun alot? whoahkay now i know and you know too. hoho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113116530838517577?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113116530838517577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113116530838517577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113116530838517577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113116530838517577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/entertain-hope-that-somehow-youll.html' title=''/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113111732078968921</id><published>2005-11-04T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T23:15:20.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Kedua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/lawakan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/lawakan.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came back from visiting relatives at jb an hour ago. not much to say. i wanna post pictures, but no pictures. how? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;bila nak jalan raya ah korang?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/thricee.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/thricee.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liberation and personal revelation have always kept Thrice thriving. When they formed in 1998, Teranishi and Kensrue were high school friends looking for a creative outlet, so Teranishi called his skateboard pal Eddie Breckenridge and encouraged him to learn how to play bass so he could be in the group. Since Riley Breckenridge wasn't playing with anyone else at the time, he agreed to play in his brother's group until they found a replacement, but he had so much fun jamming with them that he decided to stay. By late 1999, they recorded their first album Identity Crisis, which they released themselves. This foreshadowed the oncoming metalcore movement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Identity Crisis earned them a deal with Hopeless/Sub City, which reissued the album and released its follow-up: 2002's stronger and more cohesive Illusion of Safety. Sub City, which gives a percentage of album sales to charity, also woke up Thrice to the importance of giving back, and kick-started their long history with charitable causes. Thrice then signed to Island Records and re-entered the studio to create the more melodic and mature The Artist In the Ambulance, which doubled the sales of Illusion, and increased the band’s fiercely devoted fanbase. As part of its contract, the band insisted that a percentage of album sales be donated to the SSE Foundation. Thrice has taken a similar path for Vheissu, dedicating a percentage of sales to 826 Valencia, a tutorial program designed to help underprivileged children improve their communications skills.  "We feel so blessed and so lucky, we want to share some of our good fortune with people that are less fortunate," Riley says.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;why thrice holds a special place in my heart &lt;3&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and omg. teranishi skates!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113111732078968921?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113111732078968921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113111732078968921&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113111732078968921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113111732078968921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/hari-raya-kedua.html' title='Hari Raya Kedua'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113103718899613794</id><published>2005-11-04T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T01:04:38.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hari Raya Pertama</title><content type='html'>the atmosphere this year is so dead. but then again, i wasnt looking forward to raya either. my dad only got back from work at 12.30 which means he's been at work for more than 12 hours. he was dead tired, the poor man. he rested for only an hour before he insisted to drive us to my grans place. im just thankful my dad is quite the patient one and hardly ever grouchy. a kiss and a hug always helps. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we reached my grans place, i was slightly taken aback when i saw my youngest aunt in the house. truthfully, i like her. she has always been my favourite aunt. i was happy to see her there. but that didnt change my stand against her actions. it is still hard for me to swallow the things she said bout her own son. her bf was there. he looks ok. but i doubt my family likes him. so anyway. it was pretty ankward in the house cos no one expected her to come. only after she left, could we all breathe a little easier. but before she did, i listened in to the convo she had with my mom and other aunt. she wants to take luqman back and make him live with her. &lt;b&gt;i dread the day he'll be taken away from my granparents who've been his parents for 5 years&lt;/b&gt;. i honestly dont know how luqman will take it. he'll be heartbroken i bet. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall not discuss that any further. that proves it. my aunt is still the little bitch. ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to jb after that. visited some relatives there and went home. that was my day basically. will be going to jb again later.&lt;em&gt;wheee~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my camera freaked out. of all days. gotta get it fixed soon SOON! im still lola. awh. &lt;b&gt;my promise&lt;/b&gt; is not of love not of hate. &lt;b&gt;my promise&lt;/b&gt; wont last and one day it'll break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wouldnt it be cool if you can go out with someone but with no strings attached? there will be no break-ups and the friendship remains. no commitments or whatever to hold you down. then can share all the hugs and kisses in the world whereby each and every one will send shockwaves crashing through your body cos it's so wrong! i like chatting with new people everyday. find out what kinda lives they lead. ...only until the novelty wears off. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113103718899613794?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113103718899613794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113103718899613794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113103718899613794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113103718899613794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/hari-raya-pertama.html' title='Hari Raya Pertama'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113095023425221854</id><published>2005-11-03T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T01:03:36.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minesweeping raya</title><content type='html'>Raya is here again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first, i have to talk about my current addiction: minesweeper. IT IS THE SINGLE MOST STUPID THING TO BE ADDICTED TO. i play it like it's a disease.when i wait for something to load, i open minesweeper and play it. then i forget bout the page that's loading and continue playing minesweeper till my right hand goes numb. im gonna keep at it till i beat my best time. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada sesiapa yang mengenali diriku ini, inginku mengambil kesempatan ini untuk memohon ampun, supaya segala kesilapanku dapat di maafkan ya. bukannya niatku untuk melukai hati sesiapa. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dengan itu, selamat menyambut Hari Raya Aidilfitri you all. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113095023425221854?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113095023425221854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113095023425221854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113095023425221854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113095023425221854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/minesweeping-raya.html' title='minesweeping raya'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113082232872622230</id><published>2005-11-01T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T15:36:55.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>check this..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/1600/hantu%20tetek.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/hantu%20tetek.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ader hantu tetek, yo! (click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit]&lt;br /&gt;THE PICTURE HOR! NOT THE TETEK! that one, go to the play itself then maybe go on stage press press can enlarge. tapi jgn bagi dier suffocate kau bawah tetek dier! BAH A HA HA HAH. (syaf eksyen. mentang-mentang bulan mulia, setan takder)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113082232872622230?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113082232872622230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113082232872622230&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113082232872622230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113082232872622230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/11/check-this.html' title='check this..'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113077179376553428</id><published>2005-10-31T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T23:16:35.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a thousand sorry-s</title><content type='html'>i miss diq. i miss chot. im a jerk. thats all. isk wants us to be more than friends and i keep telling him no. i KEPT telling him no. now im not so sure what to say to him. all for the experience. haha. if anything good comes out of it, i'll share it, yo. then there's zaidi. i've known him for 3 years, almost. we've never met. and i blocked him on MSN. i dont know why. i block people whenever i feel like it. i avoid people for no reason. then when i feel like it, i unblock/unavoid them. totally assholic right? well, i was supposed to meet him sometime during puasa, but i never did. why? cos im avoiding him. he didnt do anything wrong, thats the thing and there's nothing wrong with him. i owe people testimonials and im not about to write them any. hoho. am i one of those people who like to "menghilangkan" diri? those people who can be assholes without even trying? i don't know what the extent of my assholic behaviour is. it doesnt worry me but karma does. i said i'll make a skin for zu but have i done it? no. when will i get around to doing it? a bonus question with no answer, no points and more importantly, no prizes. haha! ah shit. im such an ass. this entry hasnt helped me at all! i was hoping it would, but i feel indifferent. ok, all i know is, i have new bedsheets and i like the royal-ish colors. also, i watched the great raid with dee today and it was a total riot! I AM NOT GIVING UP ON OLD FRIENDS &amp; hopefully, they wont give up on me either. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113077179376553428?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113077179376553428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113077179376553428&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113077179376553428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113077179376553428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/10/thousand-sorry-s.html' title='a thousand sorry-s'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113067429869910193</id><published>2005-10-30T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T20:11:38.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looftop</title><content type='html'>went to art friend to &lt;strike&gt;see bakhtiyar&lt;/strike&gt; get stuff fer school. how money flies. then got myself &lt;b&gt;Vheissu&lt;/b&gt;. it's &lt;em&gt;emotionally-driven&lt;/em&gt; as dee puts it. dustin's a master with lyrics. and teppei. my gawd teppei. we found out he's the one who has been playing the piano.. amongst many other instruments. dammit. the guy's talented. i'll reserve a special place in my heart for them. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img498.imageshack.us/img498/4038/eh1xe.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll get tired of taking pictures one day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out whats a fixative today and i dont like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113067429869910193?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113067429869910193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113067429869910193&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113067429869910193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113067429869910193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/10/looftop.html' title='looftop'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113060104815886717</id><published>2005-10-29T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T23:50:48.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>onoonono</title><content type='html'>hur. check out the new layout! haha. it's so..... i dont know. maybe you have an adjective for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna move to Hawaii. i've said this so many times before. then can feed fish all day long. i wanna go to the carribean too. then can feed fish all day long. like really go into the water to feed fish. not just throw bread crumbs into the water. it's exciting~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh the full circle episode just now was so sad. :( how can a parent just abandon his child JUST like that? tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my sister and i almost had a fist-fight at our grans place. not almost, we did have one! she hit me first, then i hit her, then she hit me.. then got lotsa hitting. not slap-slap-slap, mind you. we really did hit each other. when we realised we couldnt go any further [oh we could have had it not been our grans place], she sat next to my mom and cried. while i hurled verbal abuse at her. i said some mean things which i honestly didnt mean. i understand fully the effects of saying "stupid" to someone. its a simple word but trust me, the impact is great. i felt pretty bad when she started crying harder. my grans and mom saw all this. but they thought it was just a sisterly thing. wt.. HELLO. IF WE HADNT STOPPED OURSELVES, ONE OF US COULD HAVE BEEN INJURED. I AM NOT KIDDING. ONE HIT TO THE NOSE, AND THATS IT MAN. even though i felt rotten, i was more pissed. she was so rude! the little bitch. she ALWAYS gets away cos my mom favours her. dammit. if i hadnt hit her back, kepale kite semue nanti dier pijak. she can be such an ASS. but still, those words i said to her &lt;b&gt;were&lt;/b&gt; mean. so i apologized and now we're fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;strange eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113060104815886717?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113060104815886717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113060104815886717&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113060104815886717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113060104815886717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/10/onoonono.html' title='onoonono'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113054655469057595</id><published>2005-10-29T08:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T08:42:34.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i still want an agogo boy</title><content type='html'>i hear you&lt;br /&gt;you feel me&lt;br /&gt;a force that's so strong we will always see&lt;br /&gt;i need you&lt;br /&gt;i bleed you&lt;br /&gt;to a world that's far from free&lt;br /&gt;in the hidden shadows of everyday battles stands a man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-the joust, mad caddies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113054655469057595?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113054655469057595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113054655469057595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113054655469057595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113054655469057595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-still-want-agogo-boy.html' title='i still want an agogo boy'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113050419551043355</id><published>2005-10-28T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T20:56:35.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gay people</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img376.imageshack.us/img376/2713/henna7so.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was really vandalising my hand. i have no idea what shit design i drew. it just looks complicated. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*stares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. anyway here are pics from yesterday. i had fun with nani and zu. miss them both very much. &lt;B&gt;YATI, NADIA&lt;/B&gt;! u nenehhs! :'( sedey tau korang takde. nehmind, will see you for jalan raya soon by God's grace. i wonder if it will be as riuh as previous years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img377.imageshack.us/img377/2290/sany0006a0zp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. at dee's place. thats our model pyramid and it doubles as a party hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img377.imageshack.us/img377/9524/sany0009a2cq.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img425.imageshack.us/img425/839/sany0012a6qw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gayland~ gayland~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i helped my mom bake kueh konplek. so sedap. im just afraid it wont make it to raye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113050419551043355?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113050419551043355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113050419551043355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113050419551043355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113050419551043355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/10/gay-people.html' title='gay people'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113042563194182646</id><published>2005-10-27T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T23:07:11.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>seriously, what do my parents take me for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing bout the whole thing is i have no one to blame save myself. ya, i've breeched their trust so many times before so all i can do is take whatever shit they throw at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do they want me to do? be a brady kid? fine whatever. BULLSHIT. dont be shocked to find me gone just like that one day. then i dont have to lie to them anymore and i can live by my own rules. and it wont be a repeat of 2003 either. that was 2 years ago and i know so much more now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bullshit. all this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113042563194182646?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113042563194182646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113042563194182646&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113042563194182646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113042563194182646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/10/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113038697927461349</id><published>2005-10-27T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T12:24:14.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my man and me</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5904/260/320/luqman.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody hell. he likes the cam. haha. no. thats not good. so tiddakkan ku jadikan itu satu amalan. oh melayu aku hancur.. ooh. im loving this blogger function. i'm not ready for a relationship. &lt;em&gt;hoho. you're saying that only now?&lt;/em&gt; better now before it's too late. i'm not gonna go into all that shit bout love. hey man 17's still young. i dont wanna be tied down to commitments i &lt;b&gt;know&lt;/b&gt; i cannot commit to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave it a lot of thought. a lot more than i usually would have. i want it as much as i dont. i might have someone who'll &lt;em&gt;care and protect&lt;/em&gt; me but i just dont think it's worth my time and energy. i'd rather run around with friends i love. speaking of running around....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. ok im gonna shower now and start sms-ing. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113038697927461349?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113038697927461349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113038697927461349&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113038697927461349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113038697927461349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/10/my-man-and-me.html' title='my man and me'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113033000157181764</id><published>2005-10-26T19:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T20:42:54.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chingay Rock</title><content type='html'>i loved today! would have been better had it taken place after Ramadhan but i love it nontheless. it was the first time i stepped foot into Hard Rock Cafe. haha, tu pon excited. i wore my nice orange kebaya nyonya top and jeans. whee~ i enjoyed myself very much despite not being able to eat the food there which was okay since i wasnt hungry anyway. i think everybody enjoyed themselves. oooh! 3-1 played for us a song. too bad the bass was louder than the guitar. wth. too bad ok too bad lor. we wanted to take pics with them butttt i guess fate wasnt on our side. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left ard 11+ for the sdn meeting at school. WHAT A HUGE FUCKING DISAPPOINTMENT. the turnout, in one word, SUCKED. i seriously expected at least 150% more year 1s to be there but nooooo. there appeared to be less than 30! dammit! what happened to the 90+ that signed up?! freaks of nature. then to our &lt;em&gt;pleasant&lt;/em&gt; surprise, we had to build something for some competition held the following week. GREAT. all i wanted was to go there, make friends and leave. but no.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok fine. we all know im bloody enthu when it comes to teamwork (especially if there's gonna be a competition). haha. i am DAMN GUNG-HO i tell you. so gung-ho that i was amongst the last to leave the room along with dee, jonathan (he's really cute HURR) and wang shen. i din even realise the rest of the group had already left. this time, we have to build a pyramid, or PERMID rather, according to CHAIR-RIL (i really wanna punch her face). woo~ &lt;em&gt;so fun&lt;/em&gt;. i dont care, im gonna try drag the rest of my classmates who are supposed to be with me into this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope we manage to build the pyramid according to plan and that it turns out as nice as we expect it to be. (Y) and of course i hope to win but if we dont, i'd still be proud. so all is good and right with the world which is coming to an end by the way. we're building a recycle bin pyramid! lol. i hope yang tien is one of the judges. extra points for SDN and the crap idea we came out with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow. this is a long entry. *shrugs* ON TO PICTURES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img457.imageshack.us/img457/7729/chingayrockpart16fd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img421.imageshack.us/img421/5236/chingayrockpart24mq.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img421.imageshack.us/img421/7763/chingayrockpart39md.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img421.imageshack.us/img421/1787/chingayrockpart45vs.jpg"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can tell this is gonna rock. i think i'll go for chingay next year. haha. i'll ask lotsa people to come too then it'll be like baybeats or seomthing. hurr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh sadness. my puasa ends early this year. i got my period this morning. damnation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113033000157181764?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113033000157181764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113033000157181764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113033000157181764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113033000157181764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/10/chingay-rock.html' title='Chingay Rock'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113025159518488837</id><published>2005-10-25T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T22:46:35.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>self-absorbed i am hoho</title><content type='html'>if i go out with you, will you be happier?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113025159518488837?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113025159518488837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113025159518488837&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113025159518488837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113025159518488837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/10/self-absorbed-i-am-hoho.html' title='self-absorbed i am hoho'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113024425379427104</id><published>2005-10-25T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T20:44:13.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>abah's birthday is today!</title><content type='html'>i completely forgot. :( so i didnt wish him when he left for work in the morning. im so sad. im waiting for him to come home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was itching to go out so i did. met up with dee at cwp and we watched &lt;b&gt;The Skeleton Key&lt;/b&gt;. i thought it was gonna be damn frightening. but it turned out more shocking really and it had a nice twist at the end. 3.5 stars. very good. hmm. Emily Rose comes out on the 10th of Nov. im not too sure i'll be up for that one. the skeleton key was interesting. it featured Hoodoo- some form of african-american magic. bomoh pon kalah ok. haha. no, seriously it was intriguing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clouds today were.. magnificent, to say the least. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so excited! the sdn club members are gonna have a meeting tomorrow. yay! ok. the only reason im excited is cos im hoping to widen my circle of malay friends in school. its pathetic that dee and i are the only malays who talk to each other. then im not too sure about the hard rock cafe thing. oooh. this saturday, im meeting yazid again! haha. i cant help it, i really miss him. i bet Magus Luna will be a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no. puasa ends in less than 10 days.. 8 days. oh no. i dont want it to end. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113024425379427104?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113024425379427104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113024425379427104&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113024425379427104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113024425379427104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/10/abahs-birthday-is-today.html' title='abah&apos;s birthday is today!'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113019835769883217</id><published>2005-10-25T07:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T08:09:19.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures~</title><content type='html'>here are some pics taken yesterday and this morning. the sky was so beautiful.. ah it always is. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align=center&gt;&lt;img src="http://img422.imageshack.us/img422/5601/a5ud.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img422.imageshack.us/img422/8927/b6lt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img422.imageshack.us/img422/5324/c8fc.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img238.imageshack.us/img238/3944/d0yb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img238.imageshack.us/img238/215/e1gt.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img238.imageshack.us/img238/7188/f6ym.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img455.imageshack.us/img455/5451/g4nv.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img464.imageshack.us/img464/3930/a8ba.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img464.imageshack.us/img464/4776/b8ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img464.imageshack.us/img464/3779/c7cb.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can u see the rays?? :O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah i burned my finger! :( i wanted to light the candle and my finger got too close to the flame. i dont wanna go to Hell...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113019835769883217?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/113019835769883217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=113019835769883217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113019835769883217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113019835769883217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/10/pictures.html' title='pictures~'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-113017336521990313</id><published>2005-10-25T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T01:13:29.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am back here again</title><content type='html'>i did say 6 months din i. haha. i realise i need to do this for myself and no one else. &lt;em&gt;might as well get a proper diary right?&lt;/em&gt; yea i've been toying with that idea for quite some time now. till i actually get myself a real diary to pen down my thoughts, i'll continue amusing myself here and there and everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have entries everywhere. it's horrible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lj is getting a tad too crowded. THAT's ok. but it irks once you start to know the crowd by name. everyone knows everyone there. rimas ah. i could have always made it a friends-only thing but i really dont see the point cos i'll still have 20+ friends and thats like. a lot. im at a point where i &lt;u&gt;dont want to know&lt;/u&gt; who reads what i write. not that im saying i have loyal readers but its nice to NOT to be paranoid for once cos blogger isnt as accessible as lj. its tiring and blogging loses its meaning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here, i dont have to worry bout lj-cuts and whatnot. i can post as many pictures as i like and i can write entries thousands of words-long and not hafta worry bout people getting pissed cos they had to scroll too much to get to another person's entry. eljayers would know what im talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this actually feels nice. my entries are seldom this long. seldom? ok im not too sure bout that. moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had soooo much fun with yazid and annas earlier. went to geylang with annas first to get his kain samping. then headed for beach road. at lavendar, yaz called and i was thrilled to bits cos he 'd told us he couldnt make it. told him to call me once he reached lavendar and i'd give him directions to beach road. but to our huge disappointment (more mine actually), the food ctr was closed for cleaning! of all days! so we hurried to toa payoh to break fast at ljs. haha i cant believe it. i always, always eat at ljs whenever im with yaz and annas. the 2 guys had no qualms about it considering the LOVE ljs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yaz only arrived at 8. i was so happy to see him cos it's been a while. hee~! so i waved like mad when i saw him come in. life is never dull when annas and yazid get together. how i miss the time when we were all still in MI. we hung out at ljs a lot. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i want to be your friend and nothing more. i dont trust myself and im afraid of what i'd do when we meet. it has never been my intention to lead you on. :(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-113017336521990313?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113017336521990313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/113017336521990313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-am-back-here-again.html' title='I am back here again'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-111845757090115947</id><published>2005-06-11T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T10:39:30.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>nyehh. im blogging here cos i hate the layout at my lj. yesh. and im too lazy to change it. im weird like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i miss shoutouts. haish. and i have ass.s to do. like. bleargh. k. lib later then borders. but i dont like going town alone. it makes me feel....depressed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-111845757090115947?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/111845757090115947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-111798158287322521?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/111798158287322521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=111798158287322521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111798158287322521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111798158287322521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/06/mmm.html' title='mmm.'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-111439433991471472</id><published>2005-04-25T09:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T09:58:59.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>elo once again</title><content type='html'>ive decided to use this blog for my links. since lj doesnt allow me to link up non-ljers. actually i can. but im far too lazy to figure out how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since i like changing skins so much, i can use this site to do so. hahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-111439433991471472?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/111439433991471472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=111439433991471472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111439433991471472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111439433991471472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/04/elo-once-again.html' title='elo once again'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-111232962754246995</id><published>2005-04-01T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T12:27:07.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>say hie</title><content type='html'>i just felt like typing an entry here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss html-ing. the one thing i constantly did with blogger. even tho lj is great, blogger is better in the sense it's more flexible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really miss hardcore html-ing. searching for codes, sitting in front of the comp for 8 hours straight, hoping and praying that blogger isnt a bitch that day so it'll leave ur codes alone, cursing the comp for jamming up at all the wrong times. yeh. \m/ hardcore beb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeh anyways, simple skin here. nyahh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish skul has started for me. 2 more months to go. its getting depressing here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-111232962754246995?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/111232962754246995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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you&lt;br /&gt;You hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;Tell me&lt;br /&gt;I'm the only one&lt;br /&gt;Wanna come over tonight?&lt;br /&gt;Warm whispering in my ear&lt;br /&gt;Tell me all the things that I want to hear'&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's true&lt;br /&gt;That's what I like about you&lt;br /&gt;What I like about you&lt;br /&gt;You really know how to dance&lt;br /&gt;When you go up down, jump around&lt;br /&gt;Talk about about true romance&lt;br /&gt;Warm whispering in my ear&lt;br /&gt;Tell me all the things that I want to hear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's true&lt;br /&gt;That's what I like about you&lt;br /&gt;That's what I like about you&lt;br /&gt;That's what I like about you&lt;br /&gt;What I like about you&lt;br /&gt;You keep me warm at night&lt;br /&gt;Never wanna let you go&lt;br /&gt;You know you make me feel alright&lt;br /&gt;Warm whispering in my ear&lt;br /&gt;Tell me all the things that I want to hear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's true&lt;br /&gt;That's what I like about you&lt;br /&gt;That's what I like about you&lt;br /&gt;That's what I like about you&lt;br /&gt;That's what I like about you&lt;br /&gt;That's what I like about you&lt;br /&gt;That's what I like about you&lt;br /&gt;That's what I like about you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-111218367952908549?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/111218367952908549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=111218367952908549&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111218367952908549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111218367952908549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-am-in-3.html' title='i am in &lt;3'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-111146272315713138</id><published>2005-03-22T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-22T11:38:43.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ah finally</title><content type='html'>this thing takes forever to load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways. doing a short update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u guys DO know im not blogging here nimore right? haha. this will be kacangros official site yea. but for now me doing short update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM AN NYP STUDENT. WOOO~ SYUUUUUU!!!! I'LL SEE YOU IN SKUUUUUUUL!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYUKUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after everything that went wrong, this is the best thing to have ever happened to me. i will not waste this chance and i'll do my best. HEE~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok &lt;strong&gt;God Bless&lt;/strong&gt; to everyone from my batch. hope u guys are as happy as me. u guys deserve to be. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more kacangros drawings will be put up once i revamp this site.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-111146272315713138?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/111146272315713138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=111146272315713138&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111146272315713138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111146272315713138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/03/ah-finally.html' title='ah finally'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-111090104335290213</id><published>2005-03-15T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T17:42:43.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drawings</title><content type='html'>well. photobucket is a bitch as i have said so may times before. so. i'll just publish the drawings here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;each drawing is copyright ©2005 Kacangros. You may not attain any of the following art pieces without seeking permission from either one of the owners beforehand. Syaf and Nadia reserves the right to &lt;strong&gt;hunt you down&lt;/strong&gt; if you are caught doing so. Syaf and Nadia will &lt;strong&gt;NOT&lt;/strong&gt; hesitate stuffing a molotov cocktail up your ass if you do not obey the copyright law which syaf has smart-aleck-edly implemented on the following artworks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;PIRACY IS STEALING.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;thambi and cicak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/cicakonbed.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;mr happy killed the tree.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/mrhappykilledtree.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is a nipple poem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/nipplek.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;uncencored love&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/love_affair.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;*shaking that ass*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/greenhairyball.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;we're on a chicken rampage.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/chicken_rampage.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeeehaaww.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/yeehaw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;malwin.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/mal.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;hazri.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/haz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;cannibal villa.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/cann.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;bushfire.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/bushfire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;annas and friend.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/ann.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;believe in retribution. some day we'll pay for being the bitches we are.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;till then, we'll keep drawing. jangan ambil hati eh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-111090104335290213?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/111090104335290213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=111090104335290213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111090104335290213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111090104335290213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/03/drawings.html' title='drawings'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y27/kacangros/drawings/th_cicakonbed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-111050281508798476</id><published>2005-03-11T08:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-11T09:00:15.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin new skin~!</title><content type='html'>i finally got my lazy ass around to do this. hahaa. makes me wanna blog here again. no ah bedek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the skin at my other blog just as much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well. anyways. this skin can be dl-ed at blogskins. my username is syafie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oteyh doteyh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat"&gt;go back to where all the action is.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-111050281508798476?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/111050281508798476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=111050281508798476&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111050281508798476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111050281508798476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/03/new-skin-new-skin.html' title='new skin new skin~!'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-111032479217421322</id><published>2005-03-09T07:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-09T07:33:12.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh</title><content type='html'>cudnt leave without getting this blog right first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.&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/7353394-111032479217421322?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/111032479217421322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=111032479217421322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111032479217421322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111032479217421322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/03/heh.html' title='heh'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-111027313068002627</id><published>2005-03-08T17:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-08T17:12:10.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>people gots moods</title><content type='html'>im too lazy to update 2 accounts. so yah. bye bye to this acc. who knows i might come back here if i ever get tired of eljay. that might take another 6 mths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so yah. i'll be back here soon enuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and miss tag-board there is being a total bitch.  --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mebbe u guys can c it, but i cant. buang karren jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oteyh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gudbye gudbye gud frens gudbye&lt;br /&gt;cos now its time to go&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i say&lt;br /&gt;well thats okay&lt;br /&gt;cos i'll see u very soon i know&lt;br /&gt;very soon i know-oowoh-oowoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till thennnn... &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-111027313068002627?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/111027313068002627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=111027313068002627&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111027313068002627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111027313068002627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/03/people-gots-moods.html' title='people gots moods'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-111020246338231396</id><published>2005-03-07T21:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T21:36:42.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kacangros</title><content type='html'>wahah.. me having a lot of fun over at me eljay. and a lot of fun at yahoo! msg-er.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since photobucket is being a total bitch, i shall transfer the pics to some other less bitchy servers. webshots mebbe. then u can see what goes thru our heads most of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our drawings have no cencorship whatsoever. so if we offend u in any way, be it sexually, mentally, physically, racial-ly, please forgive us. its all in the name of boredom and luffing our asses off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"we" refers to nad and syaf. just in case u're wondering. the pics refer to our drawings. each drawing is the result of a collaboration between 2 whacked girls and their ideas of what's pretty and what's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kacangros shall reign supreme. kacang is nuts in mly. nad = nuts = kacang. ros = ros = syaf's first name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. enuff talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have  a digicam. and i played with it. pics are over at my eljay. i cannot emphasize enuff how much fun im having over there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-111020246338231396?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-111002391981207705</id><published>2005-03-05T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T19:58:39.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello and bye</title><content type='html'>dear all [this is stupid. who reads this anyway?],&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have moved to &lt;a href="http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat"&gt;http://www.livejournal.com/~findmeat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why have i moved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know. mebbe im tired of blogspot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it temp or permanent?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know that either. most likely temp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just having too much fun there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-111002391981207705?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/111002391981207705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=111002391981207705&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111002391981207705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/111002391981207705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/03/hello-and-bye.html' title='hello and bye'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110985782292036048</id><published>2005-03-03T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T21:50:22.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye for now</title><content type='html'>i wont be blogging here anytime soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos me found a new love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna know? ask ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mebbe i'll link the other site up once it gets more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till den...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me bid ye readers a safe jourrneeyyy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110985782292036048?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110985782292036048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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reality hit me that JC was out of the option, i broke down. partly becos i thot my mother was gonna hate me and partly cos i thot i had to spend the next 3 yrs of my life in MI. i cried relli hard. if not for my friends who were there to comfort me, i wud have not went home last night. then it wud have been the whole 2003 episode all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i love you guys. :) :) :) :) and congrats to those who made it into the jc of their choice. i am REALLY  REALLY sorry i didnt congratulate anyone ytd&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. too caught up in snot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a long talk with my mother when i got home and basically she's happy i graduated, to put it simply. of cos she was disappointed. but i guess she's happy that i am happy. so i felt considerably much better cos i really thot she wud hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not happy. thats a lie. the truth is, im euphoric. i finally get to do something i want. the lowdown: fees. close to $2000. so a job is in order. i cant depend on my parents. they're already struggling to make ends meet. so imma try and get a job so they wont feel the pinch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had some qns that needed answers so i asked yazid to accompany me to nyp and tp. i didnt know the polys were having like a 2nd open hse. k. not relli. the teachers were there to answer qns the future students had. haha. and i had a blast asking them stuff. espech when i asked the visual comm lect at tp. he was uber kul. can tell he's whacked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and now i haf hardly any worries and a new sense of purpose in my life. hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110966606108395799?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110966606108395799/comments/default' 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type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i want to see, u use ur capabilities... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;build me an ocean and destroy it with ur eyes.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110951719418620592?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110951719418620592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110951719418620592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110951719418620592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110951719418620592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/empty.html' title='empty'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110949217249402138</id><published>2005-02-27T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-27T16:16:12.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[listening to: the used- the taste of ink]</title><content type='html'>blaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. ytd's session was gud. yana is so cute. haha. he's big so he looks cuddly all the time. imagine this. he's also in a metal band so his guitar is damn fierce. black ESP. body like an axe and at the end hangs a cute teddy bear key chain. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we met fir for the first time. he talks a lot. i mean in a gud way. he told me interesting stuff. and gave me weird looks when shah and yana kept sidetracking and playing their own thing during session. hahaks. that was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel comfortable wit these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not thinking bout tmr.&lt;br /&gt;im not thinking bout tmr.&lt;br /&gt;im not thinking bout tmr.&lt;br /&gt;im not thinking bout tmr.&lt;br /&gt;im not thinking bout tmr.&lt;br /&gt;im not thinking bout tmr.&lt;br /&gt;im not thinking bout tmr.&lt;br /&gt;im not thinking bout tmr.&lt;br /&gt;oh no i am.&lt;br /&gt;im not thinking bout tmr.&lt;br /&gt;im not thinking bout tmr.&lt;br /&gt;im not thinking bout tmr.&lt;br /&gt;im not thinking bout tmr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110949217249402138?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110939003235680805</id><published>2005-02-26T11:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T11:53:52.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about:blank</title><content type='html'>i wanna wish the GPA performers all the best. &lt;strong&gt;ANDERSONIANS! BRING TK DOWN- AGAIN!&lt;/strong&gt; *eeveeiil grin*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also to NYJC yr one dk performers. namely those i know. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh feeling restless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;kinshi: haha. why no poly? i dont know. parents and their narrow minds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sara: ooolala. thankies. all the best to u too beb...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;nadia: like skipping skul on mon? orite ah. hahaks. i dont know who's brad. i just know he talks funny and one of those anti-jx pple.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;hazri: haha. i wud love to see us jam too having not done it before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;chino: trying not to worry. kinda hard. im more depressed that poly is not an option.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110939003235680805?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110939003235680805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110939003235680805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110939003235680805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110939003235680805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/aboutblank.html' title='about:blank'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110931464339719253</id><published>2005-02-25T14:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-25T14:57:23.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored+++</title><content type='html'>k. i skipped skul again. i din want to but no one woke *excuse* me up. so i happily woke up at 9.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not going out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no poly for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? i donno. ask mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so dont ask me why my eyes are red for the next 2 or 3 yrs of my life. i'll be crying everyday.&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;suck fest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god im going out tmr. sorry i cant attend GPA and see u guys perform. i really have to attend session cos everyone's gonna be there. and there's the qn of my timing. i cant sing on time for fuck's sake.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110931464339719253?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110931464339719253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110931464339719253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110931464339719253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110931464339719253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/bored.html' title='bored+++'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110925258800760381</id><published>2005-02-24T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T21:43:08.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BITCH I AM</title><content type='html'>OH NO. I AM SO SORRY. ITS SUPPOSED TO HARMLESS FUN. HARMLESS. AND NOW SHE'S CRUSHED. SHE'S NOT HAPPY. OH NO. I DIDNT MEAN ANY HARM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOSH. WHAT SHUD I DO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM SUCH A COWARD. OH NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NONONONONONO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. i think i'll own up and face the consequences. how can a good day just turn so bad?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"pls dont be mad at her what ive done. its my fault relli. not hers."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"shithead."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"i know."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"u lowlife."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"lower than you apparently."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"WHY ARE YOU ALL OUT TO GET ME? WHAT HAVE I EVER DONE TO YOU?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"...i dont know. im just a mean bitch i guess"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110925258800760381?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110925258800760381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110925258800760381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110925258800760381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110925258800760381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/bitch-i-am.html' title='BITCH I AM'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110920119046257980</id><published>2005-02-24T07:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-24T07:26:30.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happi 200th Post for nyunyum.blogspot Day</title><content type='html'>haha. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i blog in the morning, afternoon and night. i also blog whenever i bored, and that will be all the time. haha. i skipped skul today. i wudnt have if my mother hadnt asked,"wanna go skul?" i just HAD to say... no and go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hafta apply for singpass later. oh pain in the ass.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110920119046257980?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110920119046257980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110920119046257980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110920119046257980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110920119046257980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/happi-200th-post-for-nyunyumblogspot.html' title='Happi 200th Post for nyunyum.blogspot Day'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110916743306670417</id><published>2005-02-23T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T22:03:53.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ok. dah.</title><content type='html'>i know i changed skin again. now you all know how i fill my time. the idea for the design isnt original. i ripped it off some dress at 2%. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy day. went to bugis with nad. got ourselves black bands. more racist jokes over lunch at the halal cheena bugis stall. hcbs. haha. crap. why is it that everywhere we go we see replicas of heeren/far east? even the tilings are the same. as if the prices arent bad enough, the cin feel is sellowly creeping into these places as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cin CIN cin cin CIN cin cin cin CIN cin cin CIN cin cin cin... *star wars theme song*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. k. happy day over. unhappy night begins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im supposed to come up with a list of goods and bads bout both jc and poly to help me decide on my future. i havent come up with that list yet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110916743306670417?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110916743306670417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110916743306670417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110916743306670417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110916743306670417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/ok-dah.html' title='ok. dah.'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110910929338941900</id><published>2005-02-23T05:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-23T05:54:53.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mourning</title><content type='html'>i dont wanna go to skul. ergh. why din i hand in that dumb donaion card earlier. freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's so gud bout xiaxue? even her name sucks. its hard to pronounce. so i call her saa-shuehh.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, there's nothing interesting bout her at all. the only reason why the numbers in her counter are rising is because everyday, there are new people from all over the world who wants to see how in the blue hell she cud haf won anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so boring. i doze off even before the page loads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ala. i dont wanna go to skul. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110910929338941900?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110910929338941900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110910929338941900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110910929338941900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110910929338941900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/mourning.html' title='mourning'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110907016397723012</id><published>2005-02-22T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T19:02:43.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i love anderson's pe shirt</title><content type='html'>i will continue wearing it till the buttons pop out. hahaha. i meant, till it cant contain my size anymore, which would be very soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunching with the people you love is always the best. we lunched at bk wheelock, we as in  nad, jx and me. yati was late cos she was caught climbing the gates. haha. so cudnt join us fer lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an interesting something [my eng is bad. my vocab is limited. i checked the meaning of "revelation" and it means revealing sth kept secret in the past. and what im bout to say is no secret]. andersonians love to bitch. haha. its in our blood to bitch. haha. i knew there was nothing wrong in my upbringing. it was the culture im in all along. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat ard eating, bitching, telling racist jokes. haha. we didnt manage to bitch for more than 2 hrs cos jx had piles [lol] so he had to leave. guess he was feeling all sad so he said&lt;strong&gt;,"parting is such sweet sorrow." nadia just had to spoil it by saying,"what farting? farting sorrow..? whaat?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she did it again as we waved jx off at the station&lt;strong&gt;,"ouhh. farting is sorrow.. eh? what ah?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to far east where we met yati and went ard taking pics. our best pics had to be those with the act-cute-buey-cute or acbc for short, jap poses. shouting out obscenities like &lt;strong&gt;"kaa-waaiiiee-nehhhh"&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;strong&gt;"okaa-shii-nehhh"&lt;/strong&gt; and also that lecherous pose with the mannequin. *licks plastic breast*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also took pics of strangers' butt cleavages. fun. hell yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i followed nad to her skul and we left yati with her MI frens. i saw the nyjc-ians again. but with the addition of that chi guy lookalike and liyana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically, that was how i spent my day today. ya. ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im neither here nor there. jc/poly/jc/poly/jc/poly. most prolly i will take the jc path. i owe my mother this much at least. you may say that it's my life. but my parents are the ones who have been paying. and think about it. most people complain about having to go to skul. saying parents forced them. but in the end, when we get our first paycheque, who gets the money?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;us or them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a joke. not racist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;there were three boys going down the slide. if they shout whatever they wanted, they'll get it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the first boy shouted "GOLD!" when he went down the slide and when he reached the bottom, there was a pile of gold.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the second boy shouted "SILVER!" and he too got what he shouted for.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;the third boy went down the slide and shouted "WEEEE~!" and happily slid into a puddle of piss.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110907016397723012?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110907016397723012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110907016397723012&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110907016397723012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110907016397723012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-love-andersons-pe-shirt.html' title='i love anderson&apos;s pe shirt'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110903428382338899</id><published>2005-02-22T08:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-22T09:09:48.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hee~</title><content type='html'>i swear i have more than one entry with that title. k nehmind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.30am:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was dreaming. i think i was. the day in my dream changes to night and then bak to day and then night again. i wake up and see my mother playing with the lights. she evil-grins at me. *?!* a thought then struck my head and without thinking..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked, "mom, izzit orite i dont go to skul today?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she answered,"then where are u going?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"sleep."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok. the skul wont say anything?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"no, they dont care bout us anymore."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"ok la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this convo was in malay of cos. it wud be uber weird if it was in eng. haha. then im definitely sure i was dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.45am:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;msg-ed nad, yati and liyanah's mother. lol~ i wanted us to go lunch-ing. i got thru to yati and nad [who also skipped skul] and unfortunately, liy's mother as well. cos i din realise the fon wasnt wit liy. she sms-ed me back and asked who i was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i cheekily replied,"haha. mat bawah block kau. haha. syaf la."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[translation: haha. the mat at your void deck. haha. syaf la]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that must have caused her to panic cos she called me and i was like oops sorry. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. JX is coming too if he replies to my msg. yay. cant wait. its been a long time since we all sat down together to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110903428382338899?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110903428382338899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110903428382338899&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110903428382338899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110903428382338899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/hee.html' title='hee~'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110898706559590374</id><published>2005-02-21T19:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T19:57:45.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im a loser. shut up.</title><content type='html'>here i am in less than an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos im stressed. results this fri. my future is not looking too bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh. im gonna be a Millennian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or worst...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110898706559590374?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110898706559590374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110898706559590374&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110898706559590374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110898706559590374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/im-loser-shut-up.html' title='im a loser. shut up.'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110898365194851248</id><published>2005-02-21T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-21T19:00:51.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>listen. the brat speaks</title><content type='html'>privacy should not be taken for granted. i lost mine. k. maybe i never had any to begin with. they read my msgs and question my choice of friends. And lately, my room has been raided by my granparents who stay here during the weekdays. so. nevermind. i just cant be bothered. really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please dont take ur house phones for granted either. i know, just like the door to your house, it is a necessity to most singaporeans excluding my family of course. ive been living without a home phone for more than 2 years now. so that handphone. yes the one supposedly mine and mine alone is shared between 2 other members of the family, my mother and sister.it boils blood when my mom "advises" me not to use the phone so much. &lt;em&gt;im sorry. whose sister lives across the causeway and who calls her often? hmm me? oh dear. i must have amnesia cos i &lt;u&gt;really&lt;/u&gt; cant rmbr.&lt;/em&gt; ok. thats it. no more ranting. my Hell sentence is just gonna increase 100fold. oh. im such a brat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i already got my punishment- on Earth, as in for now. i think my i/c is missing. *fidgets*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. i wanted to abandon blogger. but guess im too dependant on it now. haha. i went out for dinner with 2 new people and shah. there was mas and irvin. or yana the slut as he prefers to be called. he's also another &lt;strong&gt;lesbian-supporter&lt;/strong&gt; in this band. the other one is yours truly. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ahem&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we walked all the way from city hall [why? i dont know. maybe to work up an apetite] to orchard to have our pr dinner: roti nan that looked like vomit to me as it floats in the curry. i din finish it. but the guys loved it so they finished mine up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the walk was fun. cos yana kept doing 3 things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. hold hands with shah to which shah struggled to escape everytime yana touches him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. touch shah's ass.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. grind anything/anyone in sight.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im now a grind-messenger and not doing a gud job at it. me and yana went &lt;strong&gt;lesbian-hunting&lt;/strong&gt;. i was supposed to smile at girls. if they smiled back, they might be lesbis. he shud know since he has many lesbian friends. beware of starbucks. they lurrrk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas was quiet like most drummers. *ponders*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. ya. that was it. i haf yet to meet fir. this sat maybe. ok long entry. dont think anyone will read this.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110898365194851248?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110898365194851248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we used to play invisible hamster games&lt;br /&gt;we used to eat raw eggs with soggy cardboard&lt;br /&gt;we used to run and hide and scream at the sight of clingwrap&lt;br /&gt;we used to scheme like witches with no pots&lt;br /&gt;we used to sing like banshees with correct timing&lt;br /&gt;we used to be rambo in pinnys&lt;br /&gt;we used to laugh at maps&lt;br /&gt;we used to love expired santan&lt;br /&gt;we used to be little fighters&lt;br /&gt;we used to make buttprints&lt;br /&gt;we used to run in pink puffy-sleeved gowns&lt;br /&gt;we used to iron wth dictionaries&lt;br /&gt;we used to be aliens&lt;br /&gt;we used to do lots of stupid things and now wondering what in the blue hell were we thinking at that point of time that drove us to take such manic actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah... lol. dah la. so nostalgic this whole week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110880297643794655</id><published>2005-02-19T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-19T16:49:36.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>6 more days</title><content type='html'>6 more days to go before i know what is to become of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;El Diablo- Tsunami Bomb&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thnk about whats going on&lt;br /&gt;then i stop thinking about it&lt;br /&gt;i had a reason to believe that something's wrong&lt;br /&gt;it was only you for so long!&lt;br /&gt;the pple ask but i dont hear&lt;br /&gt;whats the qn anyway?&lt;br /&gt;i collect cloud of memories and sell them to pple who care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not worth time or energy&lt;br /&gt;take us for granted, you'll get what u ask for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;GO!&lt;br /&gt;and dont look back at what u know&lt;br /&gt;now its over, and the chapter has been closed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the slate is blank, the day is new&lt;br /&gt;the past is over, future's in view&lt;br /&gt;i take my strength and apply it here&lt;br /&gt;obsolesence: that was what u feared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i open my eyes u'll be gone&lt;br /&gt;for you it over, for me its just begun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not worth time or energy&lt;br /&gt;take us for granted, you'll get what u ask for&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's not dwell, on the past&lt;br /&gt;my memory is fading now&lt;br /&gt;i dont know you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[chorus x2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im glad my temperature's down but how can i stop this nauseating feeling?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110880297643794655?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110871142364808327</id><published>2005-02-18T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-18T20:58:45.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad. sick</title><content type='html'>im feeling feverish. i hate first days. my pink panadols got lost somewhere. now im shivering when its 40degrees out there. i guess i wudnt feel so bad if i wasnt sad at the same time. if its true what i see, then maybe i better stand up and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no reason for me to smile anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh wait, there is. haha. sentosa outing next tues with some klazmates. hope it'll be as fun as the last time i went. cabot-ing is in order cos we need to come to skul in the mrg to mark attendance. then slack and bum the whole day. how nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimitri Strike is in its final line-up and ready for... anything. consisting of shah camacho, yana kova, fir, mas and rosie [hahahmm. k. not funny]. for everyone's info, dimitri was a name of a Russian leader. k. yay. i would love to say more. but there's nothing else to say bout DS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. fuck. i hate being sick. my immune system sucks. im sure to fall sick at least once a month.. next time ah.. *rattles off*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110871142364808327?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110871142364808327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110871142364808327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110871142364808327'/><link 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dont u think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*shrieks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BK coupons...! so anyone free this fri? cos i think i'll still be bored by then and it wud be nice to haf a lunch partner. someone who can entertain my random crap. cos its reaching a dangerous level and i need to let it all out soon or else. . . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were dark clouds gathering that night. no one was at home. Distant rumbles could be heard, a sign that there was a huge storm on its way. And then without so much as a warning, the first raindrop fell, followed by the 2nd and the 3rd and the 4th and the 5th and the 6th and the 7thand8thand 9th [they fell together] and the 10th and the 11th and the 12th and the 13th and the 15th and the 16th and the 17th and the 18th and the 19thand20thand21stand22nd and the 2rd and the 24th and then the 25th and the final raindrop fell to the grpund with earth-shattering pitter-patter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u know. it was a 25-raindrop storm. the clouds went away, the sun came out and everything was alright with the world again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*laughs hysterically* im bored.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110855590868618035?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110855590868618035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110855590868618035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110855590868618035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110855590868618035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-3-u-u-3-me.html' title='i &lt;3 u, u &lt;3 me.'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110843278679947396</id><published>2005-02-15T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T17:23:08.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i skipped skul.</title><content type='html'>i didnt feel like going to skul, so here i am playing with my kuzzin. i know this is wrong. this is not being thankful to God who has given me this chance to skul. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can everyone please erase me from the mind? so that i dont have to talk to you? so that i wont have to be a phony. is it wrong for me not to smile? must there be something wrong with me if im not smiling?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the days where i can not smile and random things will just come to my mind and when i say it, nadia will say another random thing. and we start psycho-analysing. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss luffing at all the weird sounds karen made in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss waving at vk, karen, nadz and faz in class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss making weird faces at faz when goh's teaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss getting scared half to death by jx's sneezes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss yati's absolute hate towards assnah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss waving at liy when i pass by her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss ducking behind anyone/any pillar/anything when assnah is approaching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss xp and jp's huggs and how sweet they were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the scheming and teacher-bitching/imitating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the juice stall uncle who nvr knew my name but remembered what i always wanted despite the hundreds of students who patronise his stall everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the captain's ball-turned-rugby games we played during pe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss luffing at the psycho nyonya who allegedly pisses in her stall. [lol. who the hell came up wit that? hahaha]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss assnah's crap. u have to admit she was a gud teacher at some point of time. she's a lot better than my malay teacher now. makes me think twice before wanting to take malay A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss taking 265 to central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss getting lost at central despite having been going there for 4 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss decorating noticeboards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the container block.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss going opposite even though the best they had to offer was waffles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss choc/peanut-butter/cheese waffles and the aunty who sold them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss going to NY to eat even tho we often got stared at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss choir 2001-2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss choir/skipping choir/choir performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never knew that i'll miss so many things. i never knew how big a part anderson played in my life. the people i grew up with. the people who saw me change. the people who i dont feel weird with. hell, i was weird around them and all they did was being weirder than me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hur. i guess it REALLY bothers me having to smile like some fake in my skul all day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110843278679947396?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110843278679947396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110843278679947396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110843278679947396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110843278679947396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/i-skipped-skul.html' title='i skipped skul.'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110838524444714983</id><published>2005-02-14T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T20:54:12.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prv~</title><content type='html'>movie was cancelled cos i didnt want to watch constantine again. so we had a walk-from-orchard-to-city-hall date. haha. it wudve been tiring but hey. it wasnt so bad. i din feel tired and the date was easy-going. wish we took pictures tho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at orchard, i saw kiki and wiwi. i went "oh shit!" and hid behind shruff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at plaza singapura i saw syuhaidah and got my valentine hug just like last year :) sad to hear bout fathien`. shit happens. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear prv,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know u wun be reading this but i'd like to say u're very adorable. very sweet to not shut me up when i sang and listened to me when i was talking. haha. not many guys do that. thank you. where's my dead rose? hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love,&lt;br /&gt;syaf. who else? this is my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh. we had the fair in skul just now. hmm it was gerek cos my klaz provided photo-taking service and we took this pic. lol~ yay for nurul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v479/lessthansyaf/tgkape.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;ive stopped falling. i dont know who caught me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110838524444714983?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110838524444714983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110838524444714983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110838524444714983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110838524444714983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/prv.html' title='prv~'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110831199754978074</id><published>2005-02-14T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-14T00:28:41.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the gud old days</title><content type='html'>i am chatting wit nad regarding the aforementioned. u never know how much u will miss that someone until he/she has gone away. i miss the andersonians dearly. im so glad ur paths crossed. nad has blogged bout the weird/stupid things we did in sec skul. im gonna blog bout spoonerism. its a disease whereby u mix up ur werds.. like this one which started it all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the butt kicked my door [the door kicked my butt] &gt;&gt; nad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;skud fool&lt;/strong&gt; and funfair [skul food...]&lt;br /&gt;soul skitters [sour skittles]&lt;br /&gt;pocahonats&lt;br /&gt;boonos [business]&lt;br /&gt;book stuck in her nose [her nose stuck in a book] &gt;&gt; song from beauty and the beast.&lt;br /&gt;pocket in your hole&lt;br /&gt;sasat [cacat]&lt;br /&gt;pakinasti [pakistani]&lt;br /&gt;nocked blose [blocked nose]&lt;br /&gt;mad bood [bad mood]&lt;br /&gt;wanna go &lt;strong&gt;bori&lt;/strong&gt; a book? [wanna go borrow a book?]&lt;br /&gt;olympic &lt;strong&gt;shamers swiv&lt;/strong&gt; [olympic swimmers shave]&lt;br /&gt;closs phato [class photo]&lt;br /&gt;rub the down and slope [run up and down the slope]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on ho!!&lt;/strong&gt; [oh no!!]&lt;br /&gt;costomer [customer]&lt;br /&gt;we stopped sainging, it stopped rinning [we stopped singing, it stopped raining]&lt;br /&gt;ur hi ted up [ur hair tied up]&lt;br /&gt;subong [bongsu]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doddit&lt;/strong&gt; [do it]&lt;br /&gt;file a smake smile [smile a fale smile]&lt;br /&gt;diorang ambek senapang and hit it with you [translation: they take the rifle and hit it with you.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaa.. there're a lot more but these are the best ones. guys, u dont know how much i miss you all. the good and the bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ooH. happi valentines~ shruff! happi vday my punkrock valentine. nyeheheh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110831199754978074?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110831199754978074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110831199754978074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110831199754978074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110831199754978074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/gud-old-days.html' title='the gud old days'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110829440204534740</id><published>2005-02-13T19:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T19:33:22.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long hols make me bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;"June And The Ocean"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sattelite night is how it all starts&lt;br /&gt;Over horizon dreams&lt;br /&gt;And then you appeared dressed in black&lt;br /&gt;You drew the fear out of me&lt;br /&gt;As we looked out to the sea&lt;br /&gt;Freezing in waters so blue&lt;br /&gt;3AM seems just fine&lt;br /&gt;The nightcrawlers have left the bay&lt;br /&gt;Could I have so much more to say to you?&lt;br /&gt;Did you notice?&lt;br /&gt;Fate seemed shy an hour ago&lt;br /&gt;Look where that hour got us now&lt;br /&gt;Slowly..I'll wait for you holding all honesty&lt;br /&gt;As I watch the sea&lt;br /&gt;When you leave here&lt;br /&gt;Take in all the sounds of ocean waves just glistening&lt;br /&gt;We could just run away&lt;br /&gt;We were made for this anyway&lt;br /&gt;An I.F.O. could steal us now&lt;br /&gt;We'd leave the beach to soar against the night sky&lt;br /&gt;Over the high tides&lt;br /&gt;Could these hours add on to our life stories?&lt;br /&gt;Now it's just another day without the sand beneath our feet&lt;br /&gt;I'll never let it go&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep repeating it all over and over and over&lt;br /&gt;Heaven's skies in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;You know they fit just fine&lt;br /&gt;I heard that song today it just bled of goodbye&lt;br /&gt;That summer's gone&lt;br /&gt;But the late night hours will still be worn&lt;br /&gt;And on the weekends out with your friends&lt;br /&gt;Will you remember that mindnight wind aching?&lt;br /&gt;Or the suprise before the sunrise&lt;br /&gt;It's just every night I miss you so well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is a nice song. reminds me of... how gud his singing is. ahaks. its unfair. beggars cant be choosers. but who says im begging? definitely not being choosy. so u cant say im mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no. im falling. im so confused. i dont want to fall. help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110829440204534740?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110829440204534740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110829440204534740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110829440204534740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110829440204534740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/long-hols-make-me-bored.html' title='long hols make me bored.'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110827058161965480</id><published>2005-02-13T12:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-13T12:56:21.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>punkrawk valentine</title><content type='html'>i hate complications. dont hurt me by making me hurt you. as corny as it may sound, i get hurt hurting people unless they f*cking deserve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouh yay. he's gonna lend me his cable. no. not cable tv. wire cable. i can always buy the damn thing but parting with money is such a hard thing to do. boooooo. [*HAHAHA*]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooh. yes. i wanted to blog about power rangers after seeing the advert. haha. i cant believe they're still around. but i think this wud be the last season. oh. sad. k. bluff. can u recall some of these names? Jason, Tanya, Kimberly, Tommy, Billy, Zack, Zordon, Bulk and Skull, Rita....? hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmbr the day after the first episode with my guy classmates in K2 trying to sing the theme song. they din say "Go Go Power Rangers". they went "Coco Power Ranger" hahaha. that was 11 years ago.an u imagine. of cos singapore stopped airing the show some years back. but malaysia still aired it. All the diff seasons. There were the Lightspeed Rangers, Timeforce Rangers... cant rmbr anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid suits and stupider baddies. haha. classic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110827058161965480?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110827058161965480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110827058161965480&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110827058161965480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110827058161965480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/punkrawk-valentine.html' title='punkrawk valentine'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110819830750480220</id><published>2005-02-12T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-12T16:51:47.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>emo songs on a lazy sat afternoon~</title><content type='html'>im not doing much now. i feel like a pig having eaten like one and also by looking at the sty of a room mine is. shirts, bras, shorts, empty bottles, papers, sling bags, bagpack, shruff's racheal, clean socks, cds, pants, skirts, anderson pe shirt, pinafores, files, pillows, bedsheets.... everywhere. the sight is... i cant find a word for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;instead of cleaning up my room, what am i doing? im playing with the new anklet my mother bought me. haha. there's this tiny bell and it makes the sweetest tinkling sound when i shake it. hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sellowly getting depressed. results are coming out in less than 2 weeks. one week and 6 days ackchellie. weird thots are getting into my head. bad BAD weird WEIRD thots. like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what if my results suck and i cant stay in my current intstitution.&lt;br /&gt;what if my results are such that im in between. no jc, no poly, no ci, no ITE, no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;going back&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;what if my results suck so bad facing my family will prove impossible.&lt;br /&gt;what if that happens and i haf to be like that dude who cant leave the airport terminal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.  .  .  ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life sucks for losers like me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110819830750480220?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110819830750480220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110819830750480220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110819830750480220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110819830750480220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/emo-songs-on-lazy-sat-afternoon.html' title='emo songs on a lazy sat afternoon~'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7353394.post-110813387001211602</id><published>2005-02-11T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-11T22:57:50.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not titled</title><content type='html'>im listening to shruff sing. sing and play the guit. i think its my guit he's playing. hahaks. its so fun to haf frens living so nearby. anytime bleh jumpe. yeh. gud luck to kdj tmr. all the best~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also looking at nad's wonderful skin. nyahah. man. no one draws like her. makes me wonder what goes on in her head sometimes. mesti gerek with all her weirdness. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geylang trip with mr step mane nye chino was enlightening, k bedek. haha. but it was nice seeing old frens. yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k nytes~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7353394-110813387001211602?l=nyunyum.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/feeds/110813387001211602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7353394&amp;postID=110813387001211602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110813387001211602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7353394/posts/default/110813387001211602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nyunyum.blogspot.com/2005/02/not-titled.html' title='not titled'/><author><name>syaf</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
