<?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-8583633897654453133</id><updated>2012-01-08T10:38:26.728-08:00</updated><category term='neza'/><category term='anNa deE'/><category term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Life of Tres</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>440</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8026241126388856958</id><published>2012-01-01T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T22:35:42.443-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Before I went to sleep last night, I wanted to post in FB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;I remember 2011 like it was just yesterday&lt;/blockquote&gt;LOL. OK fine not funny whatever. But then I already switched off the laptop and so I just went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. Skyped with mum last night, and am so happy! It's been about a month since the last time we skyped. I'm not a bad daughter who didn't remember her family back at home. I just prefer to build up the feeling of missing her :) And because I'm no good in small talks, hence I would only end up not knowing what to talk about if we skype often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I made a new blog. I'm only excited about it because of the design. I mean, I'm so hyped up to do the background like this, and the header like that, and bla bla bla. In the end, I just go for simplicity because apparently, I know very little about codings and stuff like that. Heh. Oh if you are interested, do &lt;a href="http://han-neesa.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;check it out&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be having our final at the end of the month until 13/14th of Feb. Then we'll have our winter break for almost 2 weeks (it was supposed to be 14 days but they'd rather sacrifice oh-so-rare holidays to extend the study leave...ugh). I'm actually nervous and afraid for the upcoming exam because the current module we are learning right now is kinda hard. And there's just lots of Pharmacology. I just hate Pharma. So many things to memorize. Ughhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Back to memorizing then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8026241126388856958?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8026241126388856958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8026241126388856958&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8026241126388856958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8026241126388856958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2012/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-5178958873045608021</id><published>2011-12-21T08:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T08:35:30.077-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Song updates Dec</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;3OH!3 - Bang Bang&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Bieber ft. Boyz II Men - Fa La La&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adam Lambert - Better Than I Know Myself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;B.o.B- Strange Clouds ft. Lil Wayne&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bruno Mars - Don't Give Up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cassie - Gimme That&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chris Brown - FU I’m Famous&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Flo Rida - Good Feelin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Florence &amp;amp; The Machine - Shake It Out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;JoJo - Last Heart Standing&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jonas Brothers - Dance until tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Bieber - Forever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Bieber Ft. Jaden Smith - Thinking About You&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Bieber Ft. Mariah Carey - All I Want For Christmas Is You&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Katy Perry feat B.o.B - The One That Got Away (Remix)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ke$ha - U Better Know&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kelly Clarkson-What Doesn't Kill You(Stronger)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lana Del Rey - Born To Die&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maroon 5 - I Shall Be Released&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mary J. Blige feat. Drake - Mr. Wrong&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mike Posner - Wonderwall (Ft. Big K.R.I.T.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miley Cyrus - You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Natalia Kills Feat. Far East Movement - Lights Out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nelly - The Champ&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nelly feat Miguel - Lotus Flower Bomb (Remix)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ne-Yo - Gemini&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nickelback - When We Stand Together&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nicki Minaj - Stupid Hoe&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pitbull Ft. Chris Brown - International Love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pixie Lott feat Pusha T - What Do You Take Me For&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sean Paul - She Doesn't Mind&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Cataracs feat Dev - Sunrise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Birdman ft Nicki Minaj and Lil Wayne - Y U Mad&amp;nbsp;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="albums_artiste"&gt;Rihanna - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="albums_title"&gt;You Da One&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-5178958873045608021?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/5178958873045608021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=5178958873045608021&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5178958873045608021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5178958873045608021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/12/song-updates-dec.html' title='Song updates Dec'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8067471275851569770</id><published>2011-12-15T14:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T15:00:17.660-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>To quit, or not to quit?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Sometimes, I think about quitting. Sometimes, I feel like I can't go on anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. We all have our ups and downs. So deal with it, Nisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Kinda hectic schedule for this weekend. Weekend is pretty much non existing to me. For this week anyway.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8067471275851569770?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8067471275851569770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8067471275851569770&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8067471275851569770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8067471275851569770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-quit-or-not-to-quit.html' title='To quit, or not to quit?'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-3659733340640284238</id><published>2011-12-09T23:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T07:20:39.045-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Summary</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Hey everyone. So it's been approximately 2 months since my last post. My assignments and projects are to blame. So first off, I've watched Breaking Dawn! :) Since I am a fan of twilight, I do think the movie is really nice. No regrets at all! And weirdly enough, I find Robert Pattinson hot! Seriously? Yes! Maybe it's his hair, or maybe it's his smile. But he certainly does look charming. If any of you haven't read the novel sequels yet, find some time do so. I love the way Stephanie Meyer's writing because she sorta took you to your own world, and you can almost imagine what you read. I read it through e-book, and the final one I borrowed from the library.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Life now has been pretty hectic for me. No, minus the 'pretty'. It is damn hectic now. I can't quite imagine Myra's and Anna's schedule though since they're taking medic. Must be much more crammed up right? But, my subjects now are pretty exciting. We're learning C++, HTML, ASP, PHP, Javascript and Visual Basic. It IS fun, except that, you're learning them all in 4 months. And they're almost quite the same programming style, except with different syntax and ways. But the basics are almost the same. So, I get them mixed up sometimes, that's the problem. And the most exciting thing is, I'm going for my internship in next two months, now that's exciting right?! At least it is for me. I just can't think of the right company to work at, and haven't really been thinking about it since I'm sooo busy with my schedules, and my Final Year Project. Yes, this is my final year. Hope I can ace it:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;So, I'm having problems with my scholarship. There's been quite a small misunderstanding on when I get my money. They said I'd get it everytime I sent in my results, and it's been going smoothly all these times, except that recently, I sent them in my result, and I waited for my allowance money. And a month passed, and nada. Zilch. So I sent them an email, and they simply replied asking whether I've sent in my result or not, and I said yes I had, my father came to their office and gave it to them face to face. And that's just it. Then no more news. And I am too pissed off to even think about it now. I'm sorry to say, but their service is extremely terrible. You send them email, consider yourself lucky if you even get a reply. And if you call their office, you will be redirected so many times that in the end, consider yourself lucky again if you get to talk to the right person. And being redirected so many times while their music playing in the background (an attempt to make us be more patient while waiting), it means, &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color: #351c75;"&gt;time waiting * rate per minute = RM#^*(!!#%)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; for your phone bill! Gaaah! Terrible, right? Well, at least they're the ones who's paid for my education. :/ (pssst! They didn't pay my last 2 trimester's fee yet!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Honestly now, I feel like so many things are happening around me, be it good or bad. And they sorta influenced my mood. Didn't quite enjoy November, but I hope December would be a good month for me. There's the friends problem, the scholarship problem, the assignment problems, the FYP problems, ugh. But here I am complaining rather than solving my problems right? Well I just need to let it out for a bit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;So there. I'm done for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-3659733340640284238?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/3659733340640284238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=3659733340640284238&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3659733340640284238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3659733340640284238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/12/summary.html' title='Summary'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-3010472483480084940</id><published>2011-11-17T00:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T00:55:33.757-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Snow White</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;So there will be 2 Snow White-based movies next year. &amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1735898/"&gt;Snow White and the Huntsman&lt;/a&gt; and&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1667353/" target="_blank"&gt;Mirror, Mirror&lt;/a&gt;. The Snow White in the first one is Kristen Stewart while Lily Collins is in the second one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I read somewhere in the comments for Mirror, Mirror trailer that this movie is more like a family movie, while Snow White and the Huntsman seems more like Twilight-y. And I agree with that person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So watcha think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-3010472483480084940?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/3010472483480084940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=3010472483480084940&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3010472483480084940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3010472483480084940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/11/snow-white.html' title='Snow White'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-1043061654878483143</id><published>2011-11-16T00:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T13:38:32.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Study Plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Just in case you are wondering what are we going to learn in our 6-years time here. Though there are some changes. Like, we don't have 'Student Selected Component' (elective subject) this year. This is actually a new plan (duh), and we're the 2nd batch that currently use this plan.&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;h1 class="title"&gt;New Academic Plan&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="node odd full-node node-type-page" id="node-578"&gt;&lt;div class="content"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curriculum Map - Pre-clinical phase&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" style="height: 170px; width: 618px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" colspan="2" style="background-color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 1&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semester I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semester II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Introduction to Medical Studies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Nutrition and Metabolism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Introduction to Medical Sciences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Concepts of Health and Disease&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Muculoskeletal system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Blood, lymph and Immune System&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Professional dvelopment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" style="height: 210px; width: 628px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" colspan="2" style="background-color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semester III&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semester IV&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Infection and Immunity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Nervous system and special senses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Basics of psychological development and behavior&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Student selected component&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Professional Development&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Epidemlology and biostatistics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Cardiovascular system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Respiratory system&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Human rights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Student selected component&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Professional Development&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" style="height: 190px; width: 627px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" colspan="2" style="background-color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semester V&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semester VI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Endocrine System&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Urinary System&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Reproductive System&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Student selected component&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Professional Development&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Gastrointestinal System&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Pathobiology of selected systems&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Health care environment and management&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Student selected component&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Professional Development&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Curriculum Map - Clinical Phase&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" style="height: 210px; width: 644px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" colspan="2" style="background-color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 4&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semester VII&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semester VIII&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Medicine I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Basic Imaging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Laboratory Medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Surgery I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Anesthesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Obs. Gyn I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Pediatrics I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Tropical Med&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Clinical Parasito/ Micro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Orthopedic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Elective Course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" style="height: 210px; width: 656px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" colspan="2" style="background-color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 5&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semester IX&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semester X&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Obs. Gyn. II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Pediatrics II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Neurology and Psychiatry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Mental Health Care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Elective Course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Basic Ear, Nose and Throat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Basic Ophthalmology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Urosurgery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Dermatology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Elective Course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Elective Course&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" border="1" cellpadding="1" cellspacing="1" style="height: 190px; width: 663px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" colspan="2" style="background-color: #cccccc; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Year 6&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semester XI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="rtecenter" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Semester XII&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Emergency Med. &amp;amp;Critical Care&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Family Medicine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;        &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Principles and Revisiting&lt;br /&gt;        child health, maternal health,&lt;br /&gt;        mental health&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Forensic &amp;amp; Clinical Toxicology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Elective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Surgery II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Medicine II&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Pre-Internship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;      &lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;helvetica&amp;quot;, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: black; font-size: small; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;Project&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copied and pasted from http://www.alexmed.edu.eg/node/578&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kak Chaq, apa komen kakak dekat study plan ni?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-1043061654878483143?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/1043061654878483143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=1043061654878483143&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1043061654878483143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1043061654878483143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/11/study-plan.html' title='Study Plan'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-3700486208001251493</id><published>2011-11-15T22:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T23:08:11.318-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>#np - Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Yesterday was not really a good day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short, I went to the Uni to ask for our 1st semester result slips, and the person in charge said it has not been signed yet. Yeap, the same slips I asked for since summer holiday. Since 2 months ago. And she said she don't know when I could take the slips. Maybe at the end of 6th week (read: next week). Although I really want to believe her, deep down, I doubt it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nak marah orang tu pun tak guna, baik aku direct marah tukang sign slip tu. Dean ka vice dean. Entah la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The frustration that has been building up since 2 months ago finally tore me down. I went out of the office and cried. I went out of the building, trying to hold back the tears, and took a bus back home. While in the bus, I tried to text mum but boohoo, I don't have enough credit, and I cried again. HAHA. When I think back about it, it was kinda funny. And stupid. And I think the uncle (and his kid, I guess) sitting next to me was weirded out to see me like that. He gave me 50 cents, saying it was my balance (is this the correct term for 'baki'?) for the bus fare (aku rasa la dia cakap camtu...aku pun sebenarnya nda berapa paham apa yang dia cakap..haha). Imagine how do I look with the runny nose, and the red and puffy eyes. Plus, with the blank face that I gave him for not understanding what he said. I wanted to say that my balance is only 25 cents, but since I already looked like an idiot (and I don't really know how to say that lol), I just sat quietly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sampai rumah, nangis lagi. Haish. I dunno la why. I don't really think it was because of the slips only. Maybe it has been a long time since I cried, and I just need to let it out. Maybe I'm stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my plan to study yesterday was blown off. Instead, I watch Fairy Tail, the anime. You can't really study when your mind is troubled, right? (menyesal aku kutuk si Ili tengok Fairy Tail, sekarang aku plak kesiokan tengok cerita tu -___-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadi maw me-revise practical sections, baru aku perasan, aku macam 'ter'-missed almost all microbiology practicals. Nice one, Nisa -___-.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Back to study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: To you, I'm sorry for your loss. To you, I could only say, kesiannn, for all the bad things that happened to you yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-3700486208001251493?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/3700486208001251493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=3700486208001251493&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3700486208001251493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3700486208001251493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/11/np-bad-day.html' title='#np - Bad Day'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-1309092446231956984</id><published>2011-11-11T11:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T11:50:53.611-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>the one that got away</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;i just love her Teenage Dream album and just can't get enough of her.and this song is one of my fave.was actually checking youtube every now and then just for this video :| sad sadending tho'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_profilepage&amp;amp;v=Ahha3Cqe_fk"&gt;THE ONE THAT GOT AWAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i cant post the youtube video here :( but hey.i hope u guys enjoyed it as much as i did&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-1309092446231956984?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/1309092446231956984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=1309092446231956984&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1309092446231956984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1309092446231956984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/11/one-that-got-away.html' title='the one that got away'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-764947550426944190</id><published>2011-11-09T23:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T02:05:53.432-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>A break from the real world; A visit to the ancient time [UPDATED]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;*update*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out my friend's (Ili) blog about our trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cournhea4eternity.blogspot.com/2011/11/trip-to-d-ancient-cities-part-i.html"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cournhea4eternity.blogspot.com/2011/11/trip-to-d-ancient-cities-part-ii.html"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cournhea4eternity.blogspot.com/2011/11/trip-to-d-ancient-cities.html"&gt;Part 3&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*end of update*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I just got back from Luxor, a place here in Egypt. We went to Aswan and Luxor, to be exact. How was it? It was awesome. What's so siok about those places? You know how Egypt is one of the earliest civilizations on Earth? We had the chance to witness the remnant of the civilization. The hieroglyph, the tombs of pharaohs (only 3 tombs though), the temples...well basically that's it. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trip was great, especially for those who love history. Too bad I'm not one. I don't really get to listen to everything that our tour guide told us, and I can't really repeat what I'd heard, because I'm afraid I would get some facts wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here are some pictures that I've taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWtI029GwqU/Trtqaac37fI/AAAAAAAABjs/neK8SsohkgY/s1600/DSCN2910.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWtI029GwqU/Trtqaac37fI/AAAAAAAABjs/neK8SsohkgY/s320/DSCN2910.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zvb5lxDn8pM/TrtqnxWQiGI/AAAAAAAABj0/2DQCn8-4eYI/s1600/DSCN2958.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zvb5lxDn8pM/TrtqnxWQiGI/AAAAAAAABj0/2DQCn8-4eYI/s320/DSCN2958.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FzL5YrKMmhA/Trtqwk6ly9I/AAAAAAAABj8/RZVbMdHKRHY/s1600/DSCN2952.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FzL5YrKMmhA/Trtqwk6ly9I/AAAAAAAABj8/RZVbMdHKRHY/s320/DSCN2952.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgJbWEtuCAo/Trtq4AthHSI/AAAAAAAABkE/ha4UbCjcrHY/s1600/DSCN2961.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LgJbWEtuCAo/Trtq4AthHSI/AAAAAAAABkE/ha4UbCjcrHY/s320/DSCN2961.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2URO51jJ5Hc/TrtrMU3gfgI/AAAAAAAABkM/mPpSHzFmtKY/s1600/DSCN3040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2URO51jJ5Hc/TrtrMU3gfgI/AAAAAAAABkM/mPpSHzFmtKY/s320/DSCN3040.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kv7MVSLdcAE/TrtrbX418BI/AAAAAAAABkU/U7-NupcStq8/s1600/DSCN3081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kv7MVSLdcAE/TrtrbX418BI/AAAAAAAABkU/U7-NupcStq8/s320/DSCN3081.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The line you see on the rock is the water level.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kqy-UxM8pZ4/Trtrk9RoNkI/AAAAAAAABkc/IZW8iPZ0DB4/s1600/DSCN3117.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kqy-UxM8pZ4/Trtrk9RoNkI/AAAAAAAABkc/IZW8iPZ0DB4/s320/DSCN3117.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I personally love this picture. No, it's not because of you, Ili. Haha.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EH_kLjLCp5s/Trtr7tBO-0I/AAAAAAAABkk/z9EJQSoyv7o/s1600/DSCN3135.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EH_kLjLCp5s/Trtr7tBO-0I/AAAAAAAABkk/z9EJQSoyv7o/s320/DSCN3135.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lkZ1t3a9PEs/TrtsPsIO-MI/AAAAAAAABks/ogtiVzqeQAY/s1600/DSCN3183.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lkZ1t3a9PEs/TrtsPsIO-MI/AAAAAAAABks/ogtiVzqeQAY/s320/DSCN3183.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ze (replica of) sacred boat.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1KRThyQDLxw/TrtscLoQoII/AAAAAAAABk0/S-itYBHS5pc/s1600/DSCN3211.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1KRThyQDLxw/TrtscLoQoII/AAAAAAAABk0/S-itYBHS5pc/s320/DSCN3211.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le sun deck&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXhbhQvrIZ0/TrtsmaOPZrI/AAAAAAAABk8/LQIIMiVXg1Y/s1600/DSCN3225.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gXhbhQvrIZ0/TrtsmaOPZrI/AAAAAAAABk8/LQIIMiVXg1Y/s320/DSCN3225.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le me in the room&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ciPShUvtzs/TrtvUAe0IvI/AAAAAAAABlM/v9hBufxXYvo/s1600/DSCN3366.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_ciPShUvtzs/TrtvUAe0IvI/AAAAAAAABlM/v9hBufxXYvo/s320/DSCN3366.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le rock&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x-EkQpCeygs/TrtvVaJtZmI/AAAAAAAABlU/-sr4HEQfI_U/s1600/DSCN3369.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-x-EkQpCeygs/TrtvVaJtZmI/AAAAAAAABlU/-sr4HEQfI_U/s320/DSCN3369.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7j8D-_D8eLw/TrtvW405GmI/AAAAAAAABlc/YBuVMGHnwBY/s1600/DSCN3372.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7j8D-_D8eLw/TrtvW405GmI/AAAAAAAABlc/YBuVMGHnwBY/s320/DSCN3372.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Scroll down to the next picture&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAlyUesEva4/TrtvYKUIh1I/AAAAAAAABlk/fCz0TTsMfMY/s1600/DSCN3374.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hAlyUesEva4/TrtvYKUIh1I/AAAAAAAABlk/fCz0TTsMfMY/s320/DSCN3374.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;And TADAAA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Meh. Can do la for a non-DSLR&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8M8dVevcV4/Trtvnksl8bI/AAAAAAAABm8/CDIgU0z2E7o/s1600/DSCN3406.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-W8M8dVevcV4/Trtvnksl8bI/AAAAAAAABm8/CDIgU0z2E7o/s320/DSCN3406.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-athDYJinjUw/TrtvpMQz0wI/AAAAAAAABnE/DaSvncB_rtk/s1600/DSCN3408.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-athDYJinjUw/TrtvpMQz0wI/AAAAAAAABnE/DaSvncB_rtk/s320/DSCN3408.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FrZXUb1eD7I/Trtvq0LcrtI/AAAAAAAABnM/LvEnNAA432s/s1600/DSCN3409.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MkW_SDJ8rSM/TrtvxgUCAVI/AAAAAAAABn0/wOF6A6y7h18/s320/DSCN3546.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le obelisk at Karnak temple&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZs5RHg5R8g/Trt2Q3CwJLI/AAAAAAAABoE/q-vEyPUB1XE/s1600/SAM_1617.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kZs5RHg5R8g/Trt2Q3CwJLI/AAAAAAAABoE/q-vEyPUB1XE/s320/SAM_1617.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just an ancient well.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tA4rnOHBHXI/TrtvzJypqxI/AAAAAAAABn8/RSbRXTC1syo/s1600/DSCN3606.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tA4rnOHBHXI/TrtvzJypqxI/AAAAAAAABn8/RSbRXTC1syo/s320/DSCN3606.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Le tickets&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jf5UeLc9-tI/Trt2UKZsOUI/AAAAAAAABoM/AEl37c8NlP0/s1600/SAM_1670.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jf5UeLc9-tI/Trt2UKZsOUI/AAAAAAAABoM/AEl37c8NlP0/s320/SAM_1670.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Kesakaian naik kereta kuda agak terserlah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Gl3mU2RqhE/Trt2WZDoc_I/AAAAAAAABoU/TnC-llzQjsI/s1600/SAM_1722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Gl3mU2RqhE/Trt2WZDoc_I/AAAAAAAABoU/TnC-llzQjsI/s320/SAM_1722.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgxliDs_Ggg/Trt2X5SBo9I/AAAAAAAABoc/5jvq8ZpLE-Y/s1600/SAM_1819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tgxliDs_Ggg/Trt2X5SBo9I/AAAAAAAABoc/5jvq8ZpLE-Y/s320/SAM_1819.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;With ze belly dancer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vrf3QGizir0/Trt2ZiBJ-2I/AAAAAAAABok/tWtfjUwXB8E/s1600/SAM_1899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vrf3QGizir0/Trt2ZiBJ-2I/AAAAAAAABok/tWtfjUwXB8E/s320/SAM_1899.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eidul Adha morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JpU1So1YI1g/Trt2bCJ67ZI/AAAAAAAABos/NtI_vFt51E0/s1600/SAM_1913.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JpU1So1YI1g/Trt2bCJ67ZI/AAAAAAAABos/NtI_vFt51E0/s320/SAM_1913.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Us sabahans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tOar7DnAiEk/Trt2cZF97qI/AAAAAAAABo0/aG468RF8U-s/s1600/SAM_2034.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tOar7DnAiEk/Trt2cZF97qI/AAAAAAAABo0/aG468RF8U-s/s320/SAM_2034.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-km661ooVVN8/Trt2icBHw3I/AAAAAAAABpM/926I98JfKho/s320/SAM_2045.JPG" width="180" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The workers who joined us playing pool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WM-nBzrA6Sk/Trt2m2xM7aI/AAAAAAAABpU/_2PlWJDsJhw/s1600/SAM_2092.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WM-nBzrA6Sk/Trt2m2xM7aI/AAAAAAAABpU/_2PlWJDsJhw/s320/SAM_2092.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ada rupa captain tak? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WSUi4gSX8fo/Trt2odhf9RI/AAAAAAAABpc/5VQ8DGAljzM/s1600/SAM_2096.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WSUi4gSX8fo/Trt2odhf9RI/AAAAAAAABpc/5VQ8DGAljzM/s320/SAM_2096.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0af1yIWfV40/Trt2p2YpN-I/AAAAAAAABpk/-2Dz_i2cKXY/s1600/SAM_2116.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0af1yIWfV40/Trt2p2YpN-I/AAAAAAAABpk/-2Dz_i2cKXY/s320/SAM_2116.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And with that, is the end of the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHANXBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*credits to &lt;a href="http://www.cournhea4eternity.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ili&lt;/a&gt; for some of the photos here&lt;br /&gt;My Facebook albums: &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150386583431306.383716.549736305&amp;amp;type=1&amp;amp;l=f5115a1996"&gt;Part 1&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10150386827831306.383778.549736305&amp;amp;type=3"&gt;Part 2&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-764947550426944190?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/764947550426944190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=764947550426944190&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/764947550426944190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/764947550426944190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/11/and-so-i-just-got-back-from-luxor-place.html' title='A break from the real world; A visit to the ancient time [UPDATED]'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FWtI029GwqU/Trtqaac37fI/AAAAAAAABjs/neK8SsohkgY/s72-c/DSCN2910.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-1564929505306091862</id><published>2011-11-05T09:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T09:30:58.329-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>HOMAI!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Breaking Dawn is realeasing soon and i cant wait!it might sound silly to you but jyeah.im superbly excited.some people just dont get it why us, fans are crazy bout the saga.im confused too.i remember when i first heard about the book, i was like, whats so special about it?and hence the curiosity pays.i read it.NONSTOP.and was so so so&amp;nbsp;disappointed&amp;nbsp;when i watched the movie.i expected more out of it, but hey, books are always the best.here's a sneak peek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/jFcxEZZxNF4/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jFcxEZZxNF4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jFcxEZZxNF4&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : blogger is quite different now.it seems to be copying wordpress #justsaying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace out &amp;nbsp;v(^.^)v&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-1564929505306091862?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/1564929505306091862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=1564929505306091862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1564929505306091862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1564929505306091862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/11/homai.html' title='HOMAI!!!'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-4170075109745654990</id><published>2011-10-31T05:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T05:22:01.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>asdfghjkl mode?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hey everyone. It's been a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So blogger has installed some new features I see. I don't really like it but I guess we'll get used to it. Anyways, I was pretty stressed out for the past few weeks. But it all seemed to tone down when I've managed to force myself to settle some unattended business. It was really easy peasy, you know. I mean, I know the solution to my problems are to settle them, scrutinize each one of it and get to the bottom of it. But I keep on procrastinating and day by day I feel more stressed than the day before. You know the feeling when you're so busy, and when you're done with homework/work, you take the free time to do something that you actually need to do ie. folding your clothes, doing your laundry, cleaning your house/room, etc? It felt soooo good after having em done right? That's what I'm feeling right now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;But the thing is now, I have this uneasy feeling, like all of a sudden there's a switch inside of me that flicked all by itself. Due to that I'm feeling kinda adventurous right now. &lt;strike&gt;Hell, I'd hike a mountain if you invite me to.&lt;/strike&gt; Not exactly adventurous, but I feel like, doing something out of my comfort zone, or maybe, accomplishing something might help diminish that 'out of the blue' feeling. Because I'm almost going crazy, having the same routine daily, you know, like going to class, doing my assignments, play computer games and surfing the web, cook, cleaning the house, etc. Well honestly, I don't even know what I want. I thought I wanted to do something out of my comfort zone like I said, but earlier one of my friend suggested we play &lt;b&gt;paintball,&lt;/b&gt; and I kinda despised the idea. Okay despise might be a little strong, but you get the idea. The point is, I didn't want to. Maybe I didn't have enough courage to go along with it, but I don't know. &lt;i&gt;What is it that I want?&lt;/i&gt; I guess I'm gonna keep asking myself that question until I get the answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;So right now, I guess I'm going to start by accomplishing something, in hope that the mode that I'm on now, will switch back to the normal mode. Am gonna start listing out a set of goals.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Guess that would be all, toodles! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-4170075109745654990?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/4170075109745654990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=4170075109745654990&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4170075109745654990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4170075109745654990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/10/asdfghjkl-mode.html' title='asdfghjkl mode?'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>Cyberjaya, Selangor, Malaysia</georss:featurename><georss:point>2.925088 101.657381</georss:point><georss:box>2.8933720000000003 101.617899 2.956804 101.69686300000001</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7662219915887386717</id><published>2011-10-16T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T21:48:50.086-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>short vacation</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;well, about 2 weeks ago, my friends and I had a short vacation to Pondy Cherry (cute right?) theres beaches there but it still can't beat Sabah's beaches :D&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;basically here are some pictures during trip as they say a picture says a thousand words :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BNASzqJpCCc/TpuzPDxniuI/AAAAAAAABgA/UMpa4bOjfF4/s1600/SAM_4661.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BNASzqJpCCc/TpuzPDxniuI/AAAAAAAABgA/UMpa4bOjfF4/s320/SAM_4661.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664318027641359074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRl5KHSTAQY/TpuzOtbI3xI/AAAAAAAABfw/S1idCBUwjDg/s1600/SAM_4647.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uRl5KHSTAQY/TpuzOtbI3xI/AAAAAAAABfw/S1idCBUwjDg/s320/SAM_4647.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664318021641494290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ciCn8x_IwnU/TpuzOkd4lkI/AAAAAAAABfo/TGl_2UjurdI/s1600/SAM_4645.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; 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cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NyTKN1oijsU/TpuzOMC4JBI/AAAAAAAABfQ/JxycCe-Xud0/s320/SAM_4635.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664318012681364498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xCZS9uhZklw/TpuytMvX6EI/AAAAAAAABfE/9TLga1CY1Do/s1600/SAM_4629.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xCZS9uhZklw/TpuytMvX6EI/AAAAAAAABfE/9TLga1CY1Do/s320/SAM_4629.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664317445932312642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHjqpf-_m7I/TpuysjlyhFI/AAAAAAAABe8/dGa2vd43dwg/s1600/SAM_4627.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jHjqpf-_m7I/TpuysjlyhFI/AAAAAAAABe8/dGa2vd43dwg/s320/SAM_4627.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664317434886259794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fFz8g8pLU7U/Tpuysh9ra6I/AAAAAAAABes/BFPXCGGAR20/s1600/SAM_4625.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fFz8g8pLU7U/Tpuysh9ra6I/AAAAAAAABes/BFPXCGGAR20/s320/SAM_4625.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664317434449587106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QS9ILucyEtg/TpuysVwYTBI/AAAAAAAABeg/RUoHWzVeYQ4/s1600/SAM_4623.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QS9ILucyEtg/TpuysVwYTBI/AAAAAAAABeg/RUoHWzVeYQ4/s320/SAM_4623.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664317431172582418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXpE_gnuUqU/TpuysLtuO0I/AAAAAAAABeU/kU9JV4jIsy4/s1600/SAM_4621.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXpE_gnuUqU/TpuysLtuO0I/AAAAAAAABeU/kU9JV4jIsy4/s320/SAM_4621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664317428477082434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EoXwo7oe1zQ/Tpux6v1EnFI/AAAAAAAABeI/o8vY84EcZLU/s1600/SAM_4614.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EoXwo7oe1zQ/Tpux6v1EnFI/AAAAAAAABeI/o8vY84EcZLU/s320/SAM_4614.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664316579178126418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gLmE0Hc5kEY/Tpux6ZUO-bI/AAAAAAAABd4/qGWKQEej0ak/s1600/SAM_4607.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gLmE0Hc5kEY/Tpux6ZUO-bI/AAAAAAAABd4/qGWKQEej0ak/s320/SAM_4607.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664316573134813618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRpmxLM1wLw/Tpux6ISVyjI/AAAAAAAABdw/LLgCYBDMvPw/s1600/SAM_4613.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MRpmxLM1wLw/Tpux6ISVyjI/AAAAAAAABdw/LLgCYBDMvPw/s320/SAM_4613.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664316568563468850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ebvn5HkJZg/Tpux5lLyP8I/AAAAAAAABdk/VY6t3wr3mvg/s1600/SAM_4610.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Ebvn5HkJZg/Tpux5lLyP8I/AAAAAAAABdk/VY6t3wr3mvg/s320/SAM_4610.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664316559140732866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_EQq5dViuDo/Tpux5bzm2aI/AAAAAAAABdY/JIov8MMRtYM/s1600/SAM_4605.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_EQq5dViuDo/Tpux5bzm2aI/AAAAAAAABdY/JIov8MMRtYM/s320/SAM_4605.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664316556623403426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FhNF3aoeZM4/TpuxRMmSWlI/AAAAAAAABdM/w1A62KWO6IM/s1600/SAM_4604.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FhNF3aoeZM4/TpuxRMmSWlI/AAAAAAAABdM/w1A62KWO6IM/s320/SAM_4604.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664315865346234962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2pH2u4tCRjU/TpuxQ2YEH8I/AAAAAAAABdA/BJ7_CY1yxHQ/s1600/SAM_4603.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2pH2u4tCRjU/TpuxQ2YEH8I/AAAAAAAABdA/BJ7_CY1yxHQ/s320/SAM_4603.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664315859381002178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0dQBVOAH6w/TpuxQP_IW2I/AAAAAAAABcw/73ANulfnqDQ/s1600/SAM_4602.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i0dQBVOAH6w/TpuxQP_IW2I/AAAAAAAABcw/73ANulfnqDQ/s320/SAM_4602.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664315849075874658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nE_BLCoiEqs/TpuxQCkNLjI/AAAAAAAABck/T8xtRzkEq2g/s1600/SAM_4601.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nE_BLCoiEqs/TpuxQCkNLjI/AAAAAAAABck/T8xtRzkEq2g/s320/SAM_4601.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664315845473283634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mPSrdXSiXF8/TpuxP9AKoiI/AAAAAAAABcc/VKaPcjHdak8/s1600/SAM_4600.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mPSrdXSiXF8/TpuxP9AKoiI/AAAAAAAABcc/VKaPcjHdak8/s320/SAM_4600.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664315843979944482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VG3mliWQYSQ/TpuwZbDeKwI/AAAAAAAABcQ/sSUoePn6mjQ/s1600/SAM_4596.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VG3mliWQYSQ/TpuwZbDeKwI/AAAAAAAABcQ/sSUoePn6mjQ/s320/SAM_4596.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664314907154066178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqdzL3fNZOc/TpuwY2MImQI/AAAAAAAABcE/VDlOopCOK6M/s1600/SAM_4595.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JqdzL3fNZOc/TpuwY2MImQI/AAAAAAAABcE/VDlOopCOK6M/s320/SAM_4595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664314897258289410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MrKsHLMiKMk/TpuwYT8WYyI/AAAAAAAABb8/N98qb0_dues/s1600/SAM_4585.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MrKsHLMiKMk/TpuwYT8WYyI/AAAAAAAABb8/N98qb0_dues/s320/SAM_4585.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664314888065278754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CfPKNiwI9z4/TpuwXxt9-PI/AAAAAAAABbs/8o9exYtBSKI/s1600/SAM_4583.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CfPKNiwI9z4/TpuwXxt9-PI/AAAAAAAABbs/8o9exYtBSKI/s320/SAM_4583.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664314878878152946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*pictures are in a weird manner.agak tunggang terbalik.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, neza, i wannaaaa seeeeeeeeee &amp;gt;,&amp;lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7662219915887386717?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7662219915887386717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7662219915887386717&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7662219915887386717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7662219915887386717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/10/short-vacation.html' title='short vacation'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BNASzqJpCCc/TpuzPDxniuI/AAAAAAAABgA/UMpa4bOjfF4/s72-c/SAM_4661.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-2682408945858831438</id><published>2011-10-14T19:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T19:47:59.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>The journey starts now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I couldn't help typing away while thinking of the pain I'm having now. I just started wearing braces yesterday morning, so from now on my journey with my braces will start. Hope it'll be a good one all the way. I haven't ate anything other than porridge, and I'm incredibly hungry right now. I'm already salivating over chickens, hot 'n' roll, kfc, hamburgers and etc! Ohgosh. I hope by tomorrow I can start eating heavy food. The only thing that helped boost my spirit, is the only sole advantage I could think of (in the short run): &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" &gt;I'm gonna lose some weight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Yes that's what helping me through. My flight is at 2pm this evening, and I even have prebooked meal! T___T Gonna drool all over :( And Myra sorry, I don't feel like posting my 'before after' picture here. I look terrible. Ter-ri-ble. Other than the fact that I'm too lazy to do that. And not having the slightest interest. AND psst! My result is out! See how bad my day can get? It wasn't that bad, but I was hoping for a better one. Who doesn't? I was frustrated, but was grateful all at the same time. Gonna have to strive harder next semester, which starts this Monday pffft. We have a C++ programming class, and I hope I can ace it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ouch&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-2682408945858831438?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/2682408945858831438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=2682408945858831438&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2682408945858831438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2682408945858831438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/10/journey-starts-now.html' title='The journey starts now'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-297436105621672656</id><published>2011-10-03T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T20:17:10.533-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Reporting two missing teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I just had my tooth extracted today. Two teeth actually. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ouch&lt;/span&gt;. I had 4 injections earlier, to make my mouth numb. It was numb alright, so numb that I think I couldn't feel a thing if anyone were to slap me now. So anyone who has been holding grudge on me, and wants to slap me in the face, you are most welcome to do it now (only on the right side yah!). I was calm at the beginning, until I saw a lady came out of the room, and from the looks of it I think she got 1 tooth pulled out. OUCH. And I'm going to have two.. It's like I'm able to see my fate in the next 15 minutes perhaps, only I can picture I'd be in a double horrifying state than that lady! That's when I started to shake a bit. During the injections, it hurts a lot til I feel my tears is almost falling to my cheeks. But, during the extraction, well, I didn't really noticed that we were finished till the doctor said "Okay, we're done. You can go home now :) Try to eat on the left side only k?" Then I was like, seriously??? We're done!? That perked me up a lil bit. Will have another two tooths extracted next week. In case anyone's wondering, I'm gonna wear braces on the 14th! Yay?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;xx neza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-297436105621672656?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/297436105621672656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=297436105621672656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/297436105621672656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/297436105621672656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/10/reporting-two-missing-teeth.html' title='Reporting two missing teeth'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8473183806117891678</id><published>2011-10-03T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T03:58:50.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Let's start the new month with some song suggestions. Since there's this one person keep bugging me how did I find new songs bla bla. (OK kidding not bugging at all &lt;s&gt;in case he reads this&lt;/s&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Usually I listen to hitz.fm, especially the Rick Dees Top 40, or YouTube. I love OST too. So whenever I watch movies, and there's a song in the movie that I like, I will just google it later.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Which reminds me of this song that I heard in a movie...and I've been meaning to google it...but I've lost track of the movies that I've watched and I forgot what movie was it and...oh nevermind.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You might already heard of the songs that I listed down. In that case, too bad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Terrified - Katharine McPhee ft Zachary Levi (I love this song because it has Zachary Levi!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good Life - One Republic&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pretty Girls - Iyaz ft Travie McCoy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brighter than the Sun - Colbie Caillat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rain Over Me - Pitbull ft Marc Anthony&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Number One Girl - Mindless Behaviour&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This Is My Life - Edward Maya&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mr. Know It All - Kelly Clarkson&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nothing - The Script&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Better With The Lights Off - New Boyz ft Chris Brown&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This City - Patrick Stump&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give Me Everything - Pitbull&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Wanna Go - Britney Spears&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Feel Like Dancing - All Time Low&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Across The Night - Silverchair&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;If you have any song suggestions, please lemme know. Kthanxbai&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8473183806117891678?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8473183806117891678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8473183806117891678&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8473183806117891678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8473183806117891678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/10/songs.html' title='Songs'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-470026436162414412</id><published>2011-10-03T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T03:37:26.084-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Webify Me</title><content type='html'>Because I was bored. I did the first one last month, and the second one just few minutes ago. Click on the pictures to know what each item means. Or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://webifyme.org/en-US/collage/753a946c39b8/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FL5VoT7jS84/TomLy5aA0lI/AAAAAAAABbU/yFAKLZP9YJA/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659208113287385682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://webifyme.org/en-US/collage/1f845c5a1c9c/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DXtBOa4zpSc/TomMMVzrxAI/AAAAAAAABbc/2HK6FX0Zx-4/s320/1f845c5a1c9c.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659208550407980034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-470026436162414412?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/470026436162414412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=470026436162414412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/470026436162414412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/470026436162414412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/10/webify-me.html' title='Webify Me'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FL5VoT7jS84/TomLy5aA0lI/AAAAAAAABbU/yFAKLZP9YJA/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-4113578418079187557</id><published>2011-10-01T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T08:52:39.629-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Raya Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;#slowpoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;more pictures&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Persiapan untuk hari raya -- biskut raya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYjPqD5zPF8/ToXj-YmMKcI/AAAAAAAABbE/5PeNGU0jORk/s1600/DSCN1861.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYjPqD5zPF8/ToXj-YmMKcI/AAAAAAAABbE/5PeNGU0jORk/s320/DSCN1861.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658179167754922434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;biskut hangus T__T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eG1BKdIXab8/ToXj-Baun0I/AAAAAAAABa8/-er0B18TIhI/s1600/DSCN1811.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eG1BKdIXab8/ToXj-Baun0I/AAAAAAAABa8/-er0B18TIhI/s320/DSCN1811.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658179161532833602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;biskut snow...or it might be more appropriate to call it biskut pasir...since we're in egypt and we're using brown instead of white breadcrumbs #lamejoke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P8SPVgMrEFU/ToXj-m2eX7I/AAAAAAAABbM/BA0iTA0Eoto/s1600/DSCN1862.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P8SPVgMrEFU/ToXj-m2eX7I/AAAAAAAABbM/BA0iTA0Eoto/s320/DSCN1862.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658179171581321138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;raya di rumah sabah, alex&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L-qcWDihzRc/ToXi_1uxZDI/AAAAAAAABa0/GU-0L5W1QAI/s320/DSCN2029.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658178093243786290" /&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5r3qHK206L4/ToXi_tTPdSI/AAAAAAAABas/zidH7wVxV20/s1600/DSCN2003.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5r3qHK206L4/ToXi_tTPdSI/AAAAAAAABas/zidH7wVxV20/s320/DSCN2003.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658178090980832546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;raya di rumah sabah, cairo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJirFllt6XU/ToXi_G0AI9I/AAAAAAAABac/1HCkTIfQM5w/s320/DSCN1928.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658178080649257938" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pertandingan menganyam ketupat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mWhOv-Wr5w8/ToXi_RYV6kI/AAAAAAAABak/l8s64ZLjKMI/s1600/DSCN1936.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mWhOv-Wr5w8/ToXi_RYV6kI/AAAAAAAABak/l8s64ZLjKMI/s320/DSCN1936.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658178083486034498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4e6bwsh3-go/ToXgFAcqoKI/AAAAAAAABaU/oFkhEtReQEM/s1600/DSCN1906.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4e6bwsh3-go/ToXgFAcqoKI/AAAAAAAABaU/oFkhEtReQEM/s320/DSCN1906.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658174883485098146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-4113578418079187557?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/4113578418079187557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=4113578418079187557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4113578418079187557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4113578418079187557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/09/raya-post.html' title='Raya Post'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FYjPqD5zPF8/ToXj-YmMKcI/AAAAAAAABbE/5PeNGU0jORk/s72-c/DSCN1861.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-3279489469251446902</id><published>2011-09-17T12:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T12:13:06.021-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>Permission</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hehehe.ive got a new phone and am excited about the apps.been downloading nonstop.and so ive linked the blog with the phone.hope myra and neza wont mind.Its nothing much but at least ive got a slightly better phone than the previous one.not that im complaining.am still using that green phone.and my current phone is purple in colour.cute huh?hehe&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh.and im in india already.class will be starting on monday.huhu.uh uh.the best part has yet to come.ive passed my first year and am proud to say that im a senior :D juniors are in but havent actually met them yet.i heard there were pleasent enough but we'll see.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Till then.xx.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-5hjNwRnyzzQ/TnTxOWnR8AI/AAAAAAAABZo/0tAfYkd41tc/IMAG0008.png' /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-SznnwlcOneM/TnTxPwraGwI/AAAAAAAABZs/SEVpA5kibvw/1316286691259.png' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-3279489469251446902?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/3279489469251446902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=3279489469251446902&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3279489469251446902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3279489469251446902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/09/permission.html' title='Permission'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/-5hjNwRnyzzQ/TnTxOWnR8AI/AAAAAAAABZo/0tAfYkd41tc/s72-c/IMAG0008.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-9084978057660369147</id><published>2011-09-14T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T15:57:42.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qala'ah, Zagazig, Dinner.</title><content type='html'>Post full of photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QccxQjUVmZw/TnGiat--API/AAAAAAAABXs/DIUGwzF5Ifo/s320/DSCN1336.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652477587230687474" /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MAOca8ZtACo/TnGhbJ0MvXI/AAAAAAAABXU/AC-BWIzK4sU/s320/DSC_0905.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652476495190080882" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F1V3NLIQJZE/TnGhaw2Ak_I/AAAAAAAABXM/v4zD9NgtscI/s320/DSC_0903.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652476488486786034" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Mn-CqpOGJL8/TnJ9EOkz1PI/AAAAAAAABZU/gjZLLILECSM/s320/DSCN1444.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652717993888830706" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hjE8bzIJwtA/TnJ9DNxs05I/AAAAAAAABY0/-lH5Lb2hBCo/s320/DSCN1430.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652717976494592914" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-16ZJQlfX1WY/TnJ9DqVAaII/AAAAAAAABZE/jE3d9qJsc94/s320/DSCN1434.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652717984158869634" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VLx-Qpw9Jf0/TnJ9DzVX9hI/AAAAAAAABZM/06SJOJo_2jo/s1600/DSCN1438.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VLx-Qpw9Jf0/TnJ9DzVX9hI/AAAAAAAABZM/06SJOJo_2jo/s320/DSCN1438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652717986576332306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NFLsSxh_nCc/TnJ9DX_j6_I/AAAAAAAABY8/34--BWk43eQ/s1600/DSCN1431.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kDmUmT-D9Kk/TnGjYYXEqGI/AAAAAAAABYM/3VNbgXSM1TU/s320/DSCN1405.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652478646578096226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XjPaWzTWWyM/TnGibKdJ4MI/AAAAAAAABYE/nnvqM0dO0dM/s320/DSCN1387.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652477594873487554" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aTqNp2-poVw/TnGcT_ZHhUI/AAAAAAAABWk/3O77qdLkyMI/s320/DSCN1589.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652470874574914882" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mlzs_GhW-yE/TnGhaPddIDI/AAAAAAAABW8/8lOOdq9G-ag/s1600/DSCN1542.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-I8OeBVbqDCg/TnGhaXlh-LI/AAAAAAAABXE/CeWyNHXvF-E/s320/DSCN1595.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652476481706784946" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;*****&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fafyRBNdhls/TnGVhmm75kI/AAAAAAAABVE/sK7PVhsNd3Q/s320/SAM_0611.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652463411858761282" /&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5uQ4Nloyj28/TnGcTNcINzI/AAAAAAAABWU/AaYKNqCwrJQ/s320/SAM_0724.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652470861165770546" /&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ji5istYATTA/TnGXJt9I5qI/AAAAAAAABWM/1Dz0lwUsMi8/s320/SAM_0621.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652465200537331362" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E25TDZYn68Q/TnGViYBMuUI/AAAAAAAABVM/lIeGzTZh1qE/s320/DSCN1694.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652463425122253122" /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-eW_3w-wi25c/TnGVi0xeYMI/AAAAAAAABVc/0WR716yPhL4/s320/DSCN1695.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652463432840929474" /&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5qICC3rlACM/TnGVii2IKQI/AAAAAAAABVU/e4r-qZpoUFw/s320/DSCN1693.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652463428028606722" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cfZNzvLWKL4/TnGVjAJSU1I/AAAAAAAABVk/fkJLHI0prv8/s320/DSCN1715.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652463435893592914" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IQpwymTxj3A/TnGXI8S4uvI/AAAAAAAABVs/_nkCwocvS2E/s320/DSCN1718.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652465187206773490" /&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-TyOjx2KO35w/TnGXI4trBJI/AAAAAAAABV0/wERe4e9BAu4/s320/DSCN1719.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652465186245379218" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZuSQG2Y8hM/TnGXJKCaADI/AAAAAAAABV8/BbbaKJG71cg/s1600/DSCN1720.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZuSQG2Y8hM/TnGXJKCaADI/AAAAAAAABV8/BbbaKJG71cg/s320/DSCN1720.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652465190895747122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RquyXFTkvi8/TnGXJZGNb9I/AAAAAAAABWE/laERTknN4ss/s320/DSCN1721.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652465194938232786" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CZgToyF1tWU/TnGcTfAF8HI/AAAAAAAABWc/8u-W3krSb-Y/s320/SAM_0710.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652470865880019058" /&gt;And to end the post...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n_jwWClEGvs/TnKA-Ns7tbI/AAAAAAAABZc/E_NKUBpYr5Y/s320/DSCN1745.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652722288621761970" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-9084978057660369147?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/9084978057660369147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=9084978057660369147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/9084978057660369147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/9084978057660369147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/09/qalaah-zagazig-dinner.html' title='Qala&apos;ah, Zagazig, Dinner.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QccxQjUVmZw/TnGiat--API/AAAAAAAABXs/DIUGwzF5Ifo/s72-c/DSCN1336.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-3802381850401717519</id><published>2011-09-13T11:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T11:30:21.835-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Saya Malas Nak Blog Tapi Saya Mahu Bercerita Juga</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Jadi saya cuma bagi pautan sahaja. Saya bukan macam sesetengah orang, suka meniru bulat2 entri orang tanpa memberi kredit kepada sumbernya. #sinis&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jika anda rajin, silalah baca. Jika malas, tidak mengapa. Saya tidak mahu anda membazirkan beberapa minit dalam hidup anda :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sebelum saya terlupa, entri2 di bawah sudah lama sebenarnya. Kepada tuan punya blog, saya harap awak tidak kisah saya memberi pautan ini.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cournhea4eternity.blogspot.com/2011/06/trip-to-zagazig.html"&gt;Perjalanan ke Zagazig&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cournhea4eternity.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-morning-with-sea.html"&gt;Mandi Laut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cournhea4eternity.blogspot.com/2011/07/1-grand-dinnermasr-studio-fi-al-bahr.html"&gt;Makan Malan di Restoran Mewah&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://cournhea4eternity.blogspot.com/2011/08/1st-day-puasa.html"&gt;Hari Pertama Berpuasa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tunggu entri saya yang seterusnya! InsyaAllah saya akan meletakkan beberapa gambar buat tatapan kalian, terutama awak, Neza :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-3802381850401717519?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/3802381850401717519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=3802381850401717519&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3802381850401717519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3802381850401717519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/09/saya-malas-nak-blog-tapi-saya-mahu.html' title='Saya Malas Nak Blog Tapi Saya Mahu Bercerita Juga'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-3046783752252168383</id><published>2011-09-13T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T11:17:29.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Of Weather, Driving, Public Transportation and People</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It's summer right now. People asked how hot is it over here...whether it's hotter than Malaysia...well, if you want numbers, you could simply google the temperature and compare yourself. If you want my perception...I would definitely say it's hotter here. But mostly because I rarely go out, walking under the glaring sun when I was in Malaysia compared to when I'm here.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plus, even if I'm going out (in Malaysia), it's either mum sending me or a friend would pick me up.  Yeah my license is like, non-existing at all. Mum wouldn't let me drive. I guess she still doesn't trust me to be on the road. Hey, I don't blame her. Even I don't trust myself to take the wheel. Haha. Meanwhile, here...we need to use public transportation to get by from one place to another. And sometimes we need to walk for some distance too. Hence making me feel much, much hotter (is there any other word to say hotter?). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speaking of public transportation...I gotta confess. I rarely use one when I was in Malaysia (more like I dunno how to). In fact, I think I only took the mini bus in Sabah for...maybe three or four times? Yeah I'm a spoilt brat, but I think it's not all bad. I mean, at least Mum doesn't need to worry about my whereabout. I guess.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Of the people here...Oh gosh. They are mostly loud, annoying and rude. I still get a bit mad when they say 'Ni Hao' or stuff like that to us. Sometimes, I have that urge say FU to whoever says 'Ni Hao', but lucky I dunno how to curse in Arabic. Urghhhh. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plus, it's such a pain in the ass when you need to deal with them. For instance, this one time, we asked for our result slips and it took that person almost a month to send them! ONE FREAKING MONTH. Starting from roughly in early August, we gave our names, and she told us to come a week after. But when we came, it still didn't finish yet and I think she misplaced our names. And so, Bur, the last person going back to Malaysia (on 22nd of August if I'm not mistaken), gave her our names again. She said she would send it after a week. A week after, still no slips. So I went to her office and asked her about it. She said she would send it in two days. After two days, &lt;em&gt;still&lt;/em&gt; no slips. And I went there and asked her again. She said she would send it in a week (again?!) because it was Aidilfitri. I asked for her number so I could simply call her instead of going there every freaking time asking whether it's done or not. At the end of the week, I called, and she said it's still not done and I forgot what else she said. Then the next day, I tried to call her again, and she didn't pick up the phone. I'm not being paranoid but she definitely avoiding my calls. At last, on 12th of September, we finally got the slips. Even then, Dayang's and my slips are not included! WTH. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK panjang sudah aku &lt;s&gt;bising&lt;/s&gt; taip pasal slip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But there are also some people who are kind. Like there's this one guy, during the riot/revolution, helped us to get back safely to our house. And we walked all the way back! I think it took us around 1 hour to get back. And then there's this another guy, who helped us to cross the street, got a taxi for us AND paid for it (around 2/3 genih ja pun but still...), AND got a bus for us. WOW. &lt;s&gt;kalau hari2 camni best jugak. rasa macam princess sikit :P&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;kthanxbye&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-3046783752252168383?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/3046783752252168383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=3046783752252168383&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3046783752252168383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3046783752252168383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/09/of-weather-driving-public.html' title='Of Weather, Driving, Public Transportation and People'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-2858830789421513861</id><published>2011-09-05T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T22:53:28.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So I am basically gonna tell u my Raya story. But before that, again I'd like to wish to all of you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style=" font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Selamat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Hari&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Raya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Aidilfitri!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Raya went as usual for me and my family. No ketupat, no duit raya (for us), no mercun. Yeah, that's the usual scenario for us. We invited people over during the first day, mostly are my dad's workers. During the evening-night session we had our relatives over. It was tiring as usual, helping my mom in the kitchen til late and waking up early in the morning the day after..Screw that we didn't help much during the night. My cousin came over (she's about 40 yrs old) and helped a lot, so my mom, knowing her daughters so well, told us to hit the sack early that night or else she knew it would be a pain in the *** to wake us up the next morning. So we did. But the fun part for our raya this year is that, we had a special visitor from Paris over at our house. He is tall, and very, mind you, very much a nice gentleman. So that night when we were all busy preparing for tomorrow, he lend a hand as well. He sat down and helped us with the vegetables. He sliced the tomato, the cabbage, etc. It's funny yet he actually did quite well. I think he might have done it several times before perhaps, judging by his skills. I think he did better than some *ahem* girls. During the open house, he even helped wiping the plates and serving the people, as well as giving out the 'duit raya'. The kids were ecstatic, it was a nice scene. While washing the dishes together, me and my sister asked him which country had he travelled to. And we started around Asia, and guess what? He traveled to more than half of the Asian countries! He didn't just went to these countries for a week or two, but for a few months. That was fascinating. I wish I could travel too. The good thing is, he's a freelancer, so he can travel while doing his job. You get paid, you get to travel. What more can a traveler ask for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GsqJEa2f0KU/TmmnsJ4weLI/AAAAAAAABU0/23REWpFlASA/s1600/DSCN1307.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GsqJEa2f0KU/TmmnsJ4weLI/AAAAAAAABU0/23REWpFlASA/s320/DSCN1307.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650231584523057330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Serving food for the guests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18M4cpvQ9kM/TmmnrWPRXuI/AAAAAAAABUk/l8o6YsZn1AM/s1600/DSCN1284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-18M4cpvQ9kM/TmmnrWPRXuI/AAAAAAAABUk/l8o6YsZn1AM/s320/DSCN1284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650231570658844386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Giving out the duit raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, we also had some kids over at our house. They were my little nephews by the way. We had 5 of them staying over. It was funny seeing them working hard helping us out, hoping for an increase in their duit raya, seeing each other as rivals. LOL. In the end, they all got the same amount, and some were even whining about it, saying they helped more than the rest did, like this: 'Tapi banyak saya tolong di dapur kan semalam?? Yang lain nda tolong pun.' And we simply replied saying they should be grateful to what they get. Good kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zmpJyONd1rc/Tmmpb1B1mrI/AAAAAAAABU8/pv65Ve2JFqQ/s1600/DSCN1306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zmpJyONd1rc/Tmmpb1B1mrI/AAAAAAAABU8/pv65Ve2JFqQ/s320/DSCN1306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650233503069346482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-style: italic;"&gt;The kids - Taking a break from the chaotic open house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we had a splendid raya, and I definitely wasn't ready to go back to KL. I didn't get the opportunity to visit my friend's open house, or even to meet up with them. Oh well that's life. I hope I can see you guys some time later. I really hope so coz I miss you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taDeLjryjdI/Tmmnr1Pvw7I/AAAAAAAABUs/5Z0k-Imv4Ug/s1600/DSCN1296.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taDeLjryjdI/Tmmnr1Pvw7I/AAAAAAAABUs/5Z0k-Imv4Ug/s320/DSCN1296.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650231578982335410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;'Tokek untuk IKA!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoping to be able to see Pinaz, Wan and Bab, and Panda soon! XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-2858830789421513861?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/2858830789421513861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=2858830789421513861&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2858830789421513861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2858830789421513861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/09/raya.html' title='Raya'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GsqJEa2f0KU/TmmnsJ4weLI/AAAAAAAABU0/23REWpFlASA/s72-c/DSCN1307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-3956166555868946910</id><published>2011-09-01T15:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T16:42:59.437-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Hey you.</title><content type='html'>I remember the first time I met you. You were sitting there with your laptop, and we just arrived.&lt;div&gt;I remember my first impression about you. 'Wow you look a lot like my senior.'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, I thought you would be another face that I would eventually forget, like most of the people I got to know here (which is not that much anyway), by the time I'm outta here. I thought I would only remember you for the sake of being polite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But oh boy, I was wrong. I was far from it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In fact, you would be one of the people I would remember dearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You would be one of the people I would miss dearly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whenever I'm with you, I feel like I need to absorb as much info as I could from you. You know what I would love? Being with you all the time, asking questions that frequently popped in my mind. Getting answers, simple yet adequate answers, from you. You know what I wish? I wish I could be like you. I wish I could have your wits and your confidence and your personality. I wish I could be you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I still need to do my time, just like how you did yours, to par with you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know this is inevitable, but I still can't help feeling sad to the fact that you will go back soon. I feel like being selfish and keep all of you by myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish you all the best in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-3956166555868946910?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/3956166555868946910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=3956166555868946910&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3956166555868946910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3956166555868946910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/09/hey-you.html' title='Hey you.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-5880820849047968245</id><published>2011-08-22T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T02:43:24.656-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>August - New Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;Ra&lt;/span&gt;ma&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;dh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;an&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been a little outdated on the new songs due to my hectic schedule, and whenever I have free time I would play games most of the time. But here's what I've collected since the past few weeks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Blow Away - A Fine Frenzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lighter - Bad Meets Evil ft. Bruno Mars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;If I ruled the world - Big Time Rush ft. Iyaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Brighter than the sun - Colbie Caillat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Louder - Charice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All About You - Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You make me feel - Cobra Starship ft. Sabi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Down Tonight - Colby O'Donis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Every Word You Said - David Archuleta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Little Bad Girl - David Guetta ft. Taio Cruz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can Only Imagine - David Guetta ft. Chris Brown &amp;amp; Lil Wayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pumped up Kicks - Foster the people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Skyscraper - Demi Lovato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Elevator Love - Guy Sebastian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't You Wanna Stay - Jason Aldean ft. Kelly Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;License - Jesse McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Motivation - Kelly Rowland ft. Lil Wayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love Slayer - Joe Jonas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Take Over - Mizz Nina ft Flo Rida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Otis - Ne Yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Rain Over Me - Pitbull ft. Marc Anthony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Invisible - Skylar Grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;We don't get down like y'all - T.I ft B.O.B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;All Fired Up - The Saturdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Bounce - Timbaland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Reflection - Shontelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;In The House - Will.i.am ft LMFAO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Collide - Leona Lewis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;She Will - Trey Songz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Stereo Hearts - Gym Class Heroes ft. Adam Levine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's the end of the list. Have fun guys! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-5880820849047968245?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/5880820849047968245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=5880820849047968245&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5880820849047968245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5880820849047968245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/08/august-new-songs.html' title='August - New Songs'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-3143596982102509283</id><published>2011-08-17T18:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T18:51:10.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>How my friends react when I got my first strike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L069m4mFCP8/TkxqHJuG12I/AAAAAAAABSw/HQDZ_UhjEeY/s1600/2.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0COk0gH554/TkxqG3DhsTI/AAAAAAAABSo/TA7UiX5DGKA/s1600/1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0COk0gH554/TkxqG3DhsTI/AAAAAAAABSo/TA7UiX5DGKA/s320/1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642001099278889266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L069m4mFCP8/TkxqHJuG12I/AAAAAAAABSw/HQDZ_UhjEeY/s1600/2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-L069m4mFCP8/TkxqHJuG12I/AAAAAAAABSw/HQDZ_UhjEeY/s320/2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642001104289322850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xdFJXDM9oCc/TkxqHCVevLI/AAAAAAAABS4/GTlvt9xay8Q/s1600/3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xdFJXDM9oCc/TkxqHCVevLI/AAAAAAAABS4/GTlvt9xay8Q/s320/3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642001102306983090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a bowler. The first time I played bowling was with my homeroom. I think maybe when I was in Form 2. And I've been avoiding bowling ever since. Not that I embarrassed myself at that time. It's just...well, I felt like all the bowlers are already pro and me playing as a newbie...is kinda...embarrassing. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But surprise, surprise, I already played bowling here twice. On my free will! I suck by the way. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the 2nd time we go bowling was when the Zagazig-ians came to Alex. I dunno how many of us were playing at that time but Ili and I got this one lane all by ourselves. We were just fooling around, simply throwing the ball, just like that, and hoping hard it won't go straight to the drains (is this the right term? or it's direct translation?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And out of the blue, I got my first strike! (or so I think it's the first :P) Happy as a clam, I turned around to my friends to share my delight, but nobody saw it. They were still talking to each other, oblivious about the strike. And I was like, "..." Only after that one of my friends realized about the strike and&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;then they cheered me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the game, I was so hyped up I was determined to polish my bowling skill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. In my dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abruptendkthanxbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-3143596982102509283?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/3143596982102509283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=3143596982102509283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3143596982102509283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3143596982102509283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/08/how-my-friends-react-when-i-got-my.html' title='How my friends react when I got my first strike'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-h0COk0gH554/TkxqG3DhsTI/AAAAAAAABSo/TA7UiX5DGKA/s72-c/1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-1575937665076028292</id><published>2011-08-15T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T13:31:20.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Random reason why I love having boy friends than girl friends. Because they are crazyyyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmhW2Wb-cHs/TkmBpsoEyoI/AAAAAAAABSY/3Q1CuQ5ZVVY/s1600/1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmhW2Wb-cHs/TkmBpsoEyoI/AAAAAAAABSY/3Q1CuQ5ZVVY/s320/1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641182561612122754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d7mX2vQcPh0/TkmBp_Y0V6I/AAAAAAAABSg/FLUeMKwp7DA/s1600/2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d7mX2vQcPh0/TkmBp_Y0V6I/AAAAAAAABSg/FLUeMKwp7DA/s320/2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641182566648403874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/8583633897654453133-1575937665076028292?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/1575937665076028292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=1575937665076028292&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1575937665076028292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1575937665076028292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/08/random-reason-why-i-love-having-boy.html' title='Random reason why I love having boy friends than girl friends. Because they are crazyyyy'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MmhW2Wb-cHs/TkmBpsoEyoI/AAAAAAAABSY/3Q1CuQ5ZVVY/s72-c/1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8968590513997505124</id><published>2011-08-15T11:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T11:20:42.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Chef In The Making</title><content type='html'>I'm not a cook. I blame the boarding school. And PLKN. And me going to the UIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(OK padahal memang malas maw masuk dapur pun).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo...since it's already holiday, and I have plenty of free time, I plan on trying some recipes. With of course, some help from anyone who is &lt;s&gt;my victim&lt;/s&gt; willing to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the first one to go on trial is...*cue drumroll*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The KUNG PAO CHICKEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;How it was supposed to look:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HAxn-czvMt0/TesuTsw3C8I/AAAAAAAAADA/1B7t7DLEIh0/s320/Kung+Pao+Chicken.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HAxn-czvMt0/TesuTsw3C8I/AAAAAAAAADA/1B7t7DLEIh0/s320/Kung+Pao+Chicken.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mine &lt;/span&gt;looks like:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOI2d2MT-_s/TklhouLgnrI/AAAAAAAABSA/ND7rpbUU7mc/s1600/DSCN1740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VOI2d2MT-_s/TklhouLgnrI/AAAAAAAABSA/ND7rpbUU7mc/s320/DSCN1740.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641147360477224626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;s&gt;An attempt of an artistic shot and making it looks tastier, if that's possible&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The verdict?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, since I'm the one who cook, and it isn't too salty or tasteless or etc etc, and I'm the one who's giving the opinion here, I would say, it isn't that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lizakitchenlab.blogspot.com/2011/06/kung-pao-chicken.html"&gt;Click here to check out the recipe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and it said 'dark soy sauce' and 'soy sauce'. I dunno what's the difference between those two and I couldn't really bother to google so I end up using dark soy sauce only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't really follow the recipe so...yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, looking forward for tomorrow cuz we &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might &lt;/span&gt;do something special too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8968590513997505124?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8968590513997505124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8968590513997505124&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8968590513997505124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8968590513997505124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/08/chef-in-making.html' title='Chef In The Making'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HAxn-czvMt0/TesuTsw3C8I/AAAAAAAAADA/1B7t7DLEIh0/s72-c/Kung+Pao+Chicken.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-78470192578866227</id><published>2011-08-10T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-10T06:21:34.738-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Raw Emotions</title><content type='html'>So yeah. Finished the exam. Yabedabedoo. But I don't feel much of anything. In fact, I feel a little bit...empty. Maybe that's because most of my friends will be going back to Malaysia and that kinda hit me. Yeah yeah I was the one who didn't want to go back at first and yeah yeah I kinda feel like going back. But deep down, I am afraid of this tiny little thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I might repeat. God forbid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly...I think I don't suck so much at these papers. I still could answer them. I don't really care about being at the top anymore. I just want to survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then, seeing how much seniors had to repeat the Module 5 (which is the last paper for our final), it got me thinking of the what ifs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so people told me not to think negative. Because what you think might become true, especially in this bumi anbiya' (how'd you say bumi anbiya' in english?). Berprasangka baik dengan Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So maybe, if I pray hard enough, things won't go so bad after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so I hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-78470192578866227?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/78470192578866227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=78470192578866227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/78470192578866227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/78470192578866227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/08/raw-emotions.html' title='Raw Emotions'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7017881461924951541</id><published>2011-08-09T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T09:02:16.474-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;As I went through the posts, my post seems to be in hiatus for almost a month. No solid reason for that, other than I have been &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ULTIMATELY&lt;/span&gt; busy for the past weeks! Endless quizzes and midterm papers, not to mention presentations and assignments. It's nothing to be complained about I suppose, since it is already expected when you're a student, no matter what course you're taking. But I'm just telling. To be honestly honest, I wasn't entirely busy with all the papers and assignments, but I was also busy pampering myself with other stuffs like reading novels and going out for a mere reason to not stare at the same thing over and over again, i.e the walls of my house! And back to my reasoning on being hiatus, my brain seems to be lacking ideas on what to post. Well I did think of posting my birthday celebration, but it was just typical but I was really happy and thankful to my friends who planned a surprise for me. Thanks guys! Those day would be forever engraved in my mind ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have also been quite stressed and lacking my beauty sleep for the past few days. I couldn't really say what was the reason for I do not want to attract more problems than already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sorry this is pretty much an unproductive post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Starting my revision now, toodles! ^^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7017881461924951541?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7017881461924951541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7017881461924951541&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7017881461924951541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7017881461924951541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/08/hiatus.html' title='Hiatus'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-2675561525248528592</id><published>2011-08-07T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T17:18:18.606-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>When I'm Stressed Out, I Tend To Do This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lc.fdots.com/cc/lc/2e/2e68d60674d621d87136be3a183570bb.gif" alt="MyHotComments.com" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myhotcomments.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK not really laaa. I don't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;literally &lt;/span&gt;roll on the floor. But I could sense that it would be calming. Soo...if you are stressed out, especially when you will be having your HARDEST FINAL paper in TWO FRIGGING DAYS, feel free to roll on the floor &lt;s&gt;laughing like a madman&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthanxbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-2675561525248528592?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/2675561525248528592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=2675561525248528592&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2675561525248528592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2675561525248528592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/08/when-im-stressed-out-i-tend-to-do-this.html' title='When I&apos;m Stressed Out, I Tend To Do This...'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-1588463574235218551</id><published>2011-08-06T04:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-06T05:03:15.130-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Just a little bit more...</title><content type='html'>...and we're done! Oh I just can't wait for that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayy. Just finished Module 4 final paper. It was...OK la. For me. The one who's unprepared much. *sobsob*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't really complain much about the paper since I know I'm not &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that &lt;/span&gt;prepared but the questions turned out quite easy. Supposedly. But being me, I managed to forget even the simplest fact. Ugh. There are labile calls, stable cells, and permanent cells. Never, ever forget about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, everything is quite...OK. -ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, Ili said we'll be going at 9 am (the exam started at 10 am), and just left the ones who are late &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;*mehehe*&lt;/span&gt; and I'm totally OK with it (refer to my previous post). And so, the next morning, which is today, I called one of the boys, around 8.30 am, to tell 'em that we'll be going early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hello. Kamu di mana ni?&lt;br /&gt;Ruru: Kami di CC sudah. (CC is where we usually take our exam)&lt;br /&gt;Me: Heh. Kami maw jalan jam 9 ni. Kamu maw jalan sama kami ka?&lt;br /&gt;Ruru: Oh. Bha. Iyala. Itu la yang bagus tu. Ingatkan kamu maw jalan jam 10 tadi.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Haha melampau la bha jugaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yep, we did arrive early. But then they started to complained how hot it is and bla bla bla and I was like...kamu ni...datang awal susah...datang lambat pun susah...haishh...but never mind. I was in no mood to start bitching, even in monologue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now doing the overdue laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthanxbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-1588463574235218551?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/1588463574235218551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=1588463574235218551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1588463574235218551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1588463574235218551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/08/just-little-bit-more.html' title='Just a little bit more...'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-1219120658292115525</id><published>2011-08-05T23:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T23:58:11.699-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>testing out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and so ive just finished my theory papers :) thats a huge relief.but still.am scared for the results (x.x) and so.im here to tell that ive just made another blog.not saying that im abandoning this, but am just trying out on wordpress.hehe.seems cool but complicated.getting a hang of it.im sure you guys think that if Life of Tres pun jarang update, apa lagi itu kan.hahaha.ive thought of it myself too.but what the heck.theres no harm done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;reason?why?nope.no reason at all.just so.you know :) &lt;a href="http://tatianadee.wordpress.com"&gt;Confessions of a Wallflower&lt;/a&gt; might be more personal? haha.sometimes i feel like certain post aren't appropriate here.LOL.its nothing special.just maybe silly stories of mine.may be silly to you but very significant to me.the littlest things do make the most of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-1219120658292115525?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/1219120658292115525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=1219120658292115525&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1219120658292115525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1219120658292115525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/08/testing-out.html' title='testing out'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-2203457229432463958</id><published>2011-08-02T23:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T00:30:03.791-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Of Alarm Clocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is the Ramadhan, where everything supposedly to be a test for us, to make us more patient and everything. But I just need to vent out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, you could expect this to be another rant entry. If you didn't want to read this, that's OK. I don't force you to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe every single of you know the function of alarm clock. And I believe every single of you have that moment where you just hate your alarm clock for its non-stop ringing, but hey, that's just you having trouble waking up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, today (yes this happened to me just now), I was on the bed, dozed off while trying to read my module 4, when suddenly I woke up by an alarm clock. Knowing that it's my roommate's, I called her name, in the hope that she would switch it off. And when the alarm was switched off (I dunno la if it was switched off or snoozed), I went back to my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not long after that, I heard the alarm went off again. And I was like, WTFFFF??? Sudah la time tu aku tengah kepanasan, lampu lagi berpasang, tambah laa aku memanas (bear in mind that I'm on the top bunk, so kalau pasang lampu, aku rasa panas). Fed up, I got down from bed, and I switched off the light, open the door to the balcony, and guess what? My roommate is freaking awake, on the bed, reading the module 4! I was like...WTFFF WHAT'S THE POINT FOR THE ALARM CLOCK?????? But of course, I didn't say it like that. I asked her, 'Ko nda kasi mati ka alarm ko?' and I guess it did came out a bit harsh because aku tengah panas. Both emotionally and sensationally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't hear her response though. I have no idea if she responded to my question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, please tell me this, why on earth did she set her alarm, if she was awake at the first place? I know she didn't try to annoy me. So, whyyyyy??? OK la, since I tried to think good in people, maybe she just set it on so every time she dozed, she would wake up. But pleaseeee...tolong la paham...bilik ni bukan ko sorang ja punya. I'm in the freaking room too. What am I? Invi-freaking-sible???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau alarm tu lagu Celine Dion, ndapa la juga. Ini memang lagu yang buat ko memanas supaya ko bangun bha. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I wish I have my own room. Sometimes, I wish I just moved out so I could have my own room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for the exam to finish. Exam is not good for my emotion. Makes me 10x more crankier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what's your alarm clock story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-2203457229432463958?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/2203457229432463958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=2203457229432463958&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2203457229432463958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2203457229432463958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/08/of-alarm-clocks.html' title='Of Alarm Clocks'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7212356617802437275</id><published>2011-07-31T07:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T07:42:19.608-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Exam. Rant.</title><content type='html'>Sooo. Another paper down. Now it's two left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes this is another entry about exam. Sorry la. Sekarang &lt;s&gt;Bieber&lt;/s&gt; exam fever so semua pun kena related dengan exam. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and yes, this is another entry where I'll rant and might be swearing so please feel free to not to read this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;still&lt;/span&gt; wanna read. Go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't know, our building is quite far from the U, compared to the rest of the students. And so, when people usually go out 15 minutes early (by walking, 5 minutes -- paling lambat laa -- if by taxi),  we need to go out at least 30 minutes early. Less than that, we might be late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, since the last exam (on the 28th), we were a bit late to the examination hall (haven't started yet thank God but everyone were seated already), I was determined to not to be late for today's exam (31st). The exam started at 10, so I already made myself clear that we will be going at 9.20. Just to be safe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But surprise, surprise, guess what time did we get out? 9-frigging-30 am. I was still OK at that time. Until people start to complain how hot it is, why there's no bus bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like yelling at those who complained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KO INGAT KO TU RAJA KA ADA BAS MAW TUNGGU KO DI SINI? AGAK2 LA BHAA. IKUT REZEKI KO LA BHA ADA BAS KA NDA. AKU YANG JARANG NAIK PUBLIC TRANSPORT PUN TAW BHA NDA SEMESTINYA ADA TERUS BAS DI SANA. TU LAAA AKU SUDAH CAKAP, KELUAR 9.20. NI JAM 9 KO MASI LAGI RILEK2 MAKAN2 PADAHAL BELUM BESIAP LAGI. AGAK2 LAA. KITA EXAM BUKAN DI SHATBY. KITA EXAM DI CC. KO TAW KA CC TU LAGI JAUH DARI SHATBY?? AGAK2 LAAA. KO KOMPLEN2 PANAS, KO INGAT ORANG LAIN NDA PANAS KAA?? HATI AKU LAGI PANAS WEYHH DENGAR KO BISING. SUDAH LA LAMBAT. BISING LAGI. WEYHHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*OK actually bukannya bising mana pun cuma tu la...sudah aku memanas time tu...kena cakap lagi panas...aku taw bha cuaca sekarang panas...nda payah ko cakap 'panas2' sana....*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I feel sorry for those yang siap awal and had to wait for the latecomers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh we did get a bus, finally. Arrived quite late and the exam started around 2, 3 minutes after we arrived. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While walking to the examination hall, memang aku jalan lajuu laa. Nda sudah aku kesah. Janji aku maw sampai before kertas kena distribute. Sudah la aku rasa aku under-prepared.Datang lambat lagi. Tambah down confidence aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi syukur alhamdulillah...soalan tidak la sesusah soalan MCQ ari tu. Cumanya markah tu nda boleh dijamin la dapat berapa. I was actually planning to get 'excellent' on this module, since it's quite sedikit. But seeing how I did on the previous paper...I could settle for 'pass'.  As long as I don't repeat T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthanxbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7212356617802437275?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7212356617802437275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7212356617802437275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7212356617802437275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7212356617802437275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/07/exam-rant.html' title='Exam. Rant.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-2394608130588678949</id><published>2011-07-28T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T07:45:16.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Exam.</title><content type='html'>One valuable tip NOT to do after exam, yet I know most of us still do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never, ever check your answers AFTER the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But personally, I do like checking my answers. At least I know what to expect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I don't like is, when people rubbing it in my face that I answer it wrong, when they answer it right. I mean, I don't mind if they are wrong too. At least I know I'm not alone. I don't feel &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; stupid. I don't mind either if they are right. I men, hey, bagus la. Dah rezeki korang betul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then imagine when you are in this situation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You: What's the answer for no 1 ah? I'm confused la. It's either A or B. And I answered A.&lt;br /&gt;The other person: It's B laa *with a tone that suggest that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;everyone&lt;/span&gt; knows it and makes you feel ultra-dumb for not knowing the answer at the first place*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow writing it down makes it looks ridiculous how I could interpret such thing from effing voice tone. But it still true. To make it worse I think my period cycle is a bit late (yeah yeah TMI but whaddaheck IDC) so I think my hormones are effed up and making me more emotionally unstable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayy. I just don't care anymore. Whatever will be, will be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-2394608130588678949?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/2394608130588678949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=2394608130588678949&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2394608130588678949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2394608130588678949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/07/exam.html' title='Exam.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-5713808432609074434</id><published>2011-07-27T13:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T13:58:03.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Sick.</title><content type='html'>I'm emotionally and physically unfit right now. Mostly emotionally. Physically because I think I'm thisssssssss close in having a fever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. Hope all is well for tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am having my end of module 6 and 7 tomorrow. So...pray for us :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-5713808432609074434?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/5713808432609074434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=5713808432609074434&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5713808432609074434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5713808432609074434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/07/sick.html' title='Sick.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-2011904679316893790</id><published>2011-07-24T03:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T03:46:32.963-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>FU.</title><content type='html'>Hello there virtual world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually having a good day today. I woke up early, I finished doing notes for tomorrow, and well, everything is OK. Until just now. Let's just keep the reason to myself as it is actually unreasonable for me to get mad at such thing (yes even though I'm in a bad mood I still know how unreasonable for me to get mad for such thing but whaddaheck I'm still mad).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In brief, apa ko rasa kalau ko sebenarnya tengah tunggu orang tu but in the end ko kena kasi tinggal orang tu? Apa ko rasa kalau ko ni kena layan macam budak kecik yang penakut, lemah and bla bla? Oh wait, I guess you could ignore the second point since sometimes the way I acted makes people to treat me that way. Nonetheless, the first point is still valid. So....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MADAFAKAAAAA!&lt;br /&gt;FFFUUUUUUUUU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh you know what, I don't think I'll be able to be in total good, non-hypocrisy, relationship with that person I subliminally mentioned above. I don't care. Because there's just too much that I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;need &lt;/span&gt;to tolerate with that person it's killing me softly inside. I guess the only way to survive this is by being a hypocrite bitch and rage about that person behind that person. Or sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need this other person so I could mengumpat the first person with that second person. LOL do I make any sense? No? Oh get lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yeah feel free to dislike my post. Whateverrrr. I know you purposely dislike everything I wrote. So whateverrr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-2011904679316893790?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/2011904679316893790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=2011904679316893790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2011904679316893790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2011904679316893790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/07/fu.html' title='FU.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-3411129374996209344</id><published>2011-07-23T22:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T22:20:01.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Unoriginal.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTNha23sZ4I/Tiuo1Sg9YYI/AAAAAAAABR4/RZXo-Yy8gIo/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTNha23sZ4I/Tiuo1Sg9YYI/AAAAAAAABR4/RZXo-Yy8gIo/s320/Untitled.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632781392413548930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is what you get when I really really wanted to blog about something. And because I read too much of &lt;a href="http://secondsanctuary.blogspot.com/"&gt;this blog&lt;/a&gt;. LOL. If you realize, I'd done the cartoon above almost like how she did. Yes I know. I'm copy-pasting. I'm lacking the originality. Oh well. At least I did give credit to my inspiration, or the source of my copying more likely. Anyway, check out her blog because it's funnehh. And expect me to do lotsa cartoons liddis because I think we all prefer this more than reading a &lt;s&gt;essay&lt;/s&gt; blog post full of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, a late birthday wish to the big bro (although I highly doubt he reads this blog) and bestie aka blog buddy Neza :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHANXBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-3411129374996209344?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/3411129374996209344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=3411129374996209344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3411129374996209344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3411129374996209344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/07/unoriginal.html' title='Unoriginal.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gTNha23sZ4I/Tiuo1Sg9YYI/AAAAAAAABR4/RZXo-Yy8gIo/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-5469033146276052171</id><published>2011-07-22T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T09:24:58.783-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>a post dedicated to my twin</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;ahh.u must be wondering if im having my birthday today.well actually no, we're twins that are separated by birth date, she went out a lil bit earlier (hence the height *no offense ian*) and i came out a lil bit late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;p class="p2" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;theres so much about her that i can blab about bout her but let me just sum up in one word.AWESOME. (this is in fact because of ur birthday.dont flatter yourself too much k.haha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;she's one of my best-est friend.i could open up to her about anythin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;g.and we share lots of things in common (not features though obviously,i wish i could have a big eyes and long eyelashes and her curls.ouuhhh.how i love em :3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;so lemme describe her through my eyes. ( a lil bit of flattery would be sense here )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;she's small and petite and u feel like wanna squeeze her every ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;me u see her (well thats how i feel, i dunno bout you) she has this big in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;nocent eyes and a 'mancung' nose (this is what i envy bout her) and sometimes when she wants something she'll do this stare and oh God.how can u say NO to them?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;she's a very funny person.she loves to laugh.she loves jokes.she sometimes attempt on lame jokes  (secretly laugh out of pity.haha) i can say that she's a very happy-go-lucky person but never ever mess with her when she's in a bad mood.and you'd never want to be on her bad side.she's scaryyyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;she loves books (novels, mags, journals? etc etc) oh oh.and comics!esp lawak kampus.thats her fave  i guess unless she has a new fave already.she can read it over and over again without getting bored of it.it amuses me sometimes.and her laugh is highly contagious.u cant help laughing along though u don't know why.this reminds me of the times when we had this so-called contest and try not to laugh for a few minutes.but fail to do so every single time (good ol times)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;she's the type who listens and thats what i love about her.and i never get bored being with her.for those who knows her.would surely know this.and i love how we  listen to the same type of music,she's sorta like my soul-music-sister (except for the time when she was goin through an awkward stage and listens&amp;amp;loves  all these Limp Bizkit and all.hehe) and she really catches up real fast with all the lyrics.even korean ones! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;theres more that i wish to splurge on but i wouldn't wanna bore u bout her or think that im loving her more than just a friend.jk jk.im actually preparing for my finals now.so.limited time actually.but.ill just call later to wish her again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana; "&gt;and so.HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY FARIZZAN NEZA @AVRIL LASAGNA  i thank mummy and daddy to bring you in this world and thank God for letting us meet.our friendship means a lot to me.xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="p1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html;charset=UTF-8"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJVfJexh3Zk/TimiKxIKi1I/AAAAAAAABRw/QcxF4zpKc5Q/s320/taT%25C2%25A1Ana%255E%255E456-1.jpg" style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 320px; " border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5632211114873490258" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="p2"&gt;*if u guys are wondering.yes ive blurred the face of the girl next to her.just so ;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-5469033146276052171?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/5469033146276052171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=5469033146276052171&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5469033146276052171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5469033146276052171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/07/post-dedicated-to-my-twin.html' title='a post dedicated to my twin'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bJVfJexh3Zk/TimiKxIKi1I/AAAAAAAABRw/QcxF4zpKc5Q/s72-c/taT%25C2%25A1Ana%255E%255E456-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-797627516358252487</id><published>2011-07-14T05:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T06:30:53.578-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Midterm paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;So tomorrow, I'm off on a journey to Johor Bahru! Me and my friends, there's 4 of us including me, will head off to Putrajaya Sentral tomorrow afternoon, and will board on the same bus together to JB. I'm ecstatic! Or at least, I will be tomorrow. Right now, my mind's too stuffed with the soon-to-be-due assignments, presentations, and other petty things that I need to solve before next week! And I won't even be around on weekends.. Geez! I am so lazy nooooow... Just finished folding my clothes and washing some of them. And that was the only productive thing I did all day. And get this, I just had my midterm paper this evening. Honestly, it was disastrous. I knew I suck real bad at history, and I didn't even make any effort to improve it. Thus, the disastrous paper! But the funny thing was, as I entered the lecture hall, I was scanning for a good seat, with good feng shui and all, and suddenly, I spotted my classmates, she was gesturing me and my friends to sit the empty row in front of her seat. So we did. And as I was just about to sit down, there's this guy behind me, he was patting my seat, indicating that he wanted me to sit there. I understood his motives, he wanted to copy my answers. And I just smiled, and sat down. When the test started, I opened the page and I was like ...... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Whhaaaaaaaaaaat&lt;/span&gt;? I don't recall this, this one either, no certainly not this one too.. Not a thing! Haha, not much of a surprise since I haven't read a thing. I suppose, it was a really easy one, for other people. But certainly, not me. Me and history just don't click. So I started taking out my shotgun and start shooting up on random answers, while having my fingers crossed. (Note that the previous sentence is just a bad metaphor) And that was the MCQ part. How the hell should I answer the subjective part? The question goes something like: Write what you understand from this statement - 'Parliamentary systems are characterized by no clear cut separation of powers between the executive and legislative branches.' I didn't even understand the statement. What am I supposed to write? Eventually, I did wrote something, merapu la. Hoping to get at least 2 marks out of 5? It was just plain terrible. The thing is, that guy yang foreigner who sat behind me started copying my answers on the MCQ part. LOL XD How unlucky for him! Nevermind, let's fail together :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone just killed my mood.&lt;br /&gt;Off now~Till then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-797627516358252487?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/797627516358252487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=797627516358252487&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/797627516358252487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/797627516358252487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/07/midterm-paper.html' title='Midterm paper'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8390342802716577264</id><published>2011-07-03T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T02:50:53.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>keep your stomach safe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNVji6gjEcw/ThA7FbYap0I/AAAAAAAABQU/3jTsPcrRKUA/s1600/Stomach.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 277px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNVji6gjEcw/ThA7FbYap0I/AAAAAAAABQU/3jTsPcrRKUA/s320/Stomach.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625060899021301570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9rz5GRd8XUM/ThA6zYT9KfI/AAAAAAAABQM/QAaFtiry3G8/s1600/Stomach.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;THIS IS NOT A MEDICAL REPORT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*names that are mention have been changed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;frankly speaking.im no saint.but i really care about my friends.especially the ones that i have known for quite some time.its like we practically grew up together (well.mostly) so once they are sick.obviously ull be worried.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;heres the story, *Lila here hasn't been eating properly for this past few days.i noticed this for quite some time.so ive been telling her to eat accordingly.breakfast-lunch-dinner.ok so she follows me to the mess (most of the days) but lunch?on weds only prolly?thats also because we're having the same class.if not.neeeh.dinner especially.its like a serious NO-NO there.i wont even have time to try and persuade her to come.and me?i dont like to be pushy.so.yeah.i said to myself. "Apa-apa laah".which i know sounds quite harsh.but tell me.if u were in my shoes.what would u do?threathen to kill her if she wont come along?so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and so this have been actually been going on for quite some time.but before this Lila actually ate solid food.but nowadays.her life depends on junks.food much? this makes me worry more about her.and yes i kept bugging her to eat with me in the mess.and yet again.i failed.do you know how heart breaking it is to see ur friend not eating properly.i knew something bad would happen.and VOILA~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;she came in the room complaining about her stomach pain, her backbone pain and her head spinning (she described it more like her head was splitting).this looked quite serious.but we didnt really thought it was like serious.SERIOUS.so we gave her pain killers and meds that we thought could help #selfprescribed.but this went on for days.again imagine the pain that she was going through.it was so sad to see that i couldnt do anything about it.which makes matter worse that i was so angry with her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;GAAAAH,the anger!-,- its not like i havent warned her before. *&amp;amp;^$%&amp;amp;*(&amp;amp;^%*!!! i kept my cool with a bit of effort.and yes it did came out a lil bit here and there.but.hey?wouldnt you?and again this time we (and by 'we' i mean me and *Kiki) brought her to our medical haspital at 2am in the morning.and the stupid hospital was closed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;IT WAS FREAKING CLOSED!!!!OH GOD.ITS A FREAKING HOSPITAL!!HOW CAN IT BE CLOSED??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;so then we went back and slept and planned to go to another hospital the next day.and they did.me?i stayed at the room.i dont know why.but somehow.i couldnt follow them.it might seem cruel.but im scared that ill be more mad at her.which she eventually did made me (ill get to that part later).so i waited.i told them if there was anything,just call.and they did.apparently they didnt have enough money.geez.it was quite costly.and i had to drag along *Mia, the poor soul whos turning 20 the next day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;and so i rushed to the ATM near our college and emptied my bank account.which wasnt that much.praying to God that the bills could be paid with that much of money.and off we go~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;when we were there the first thing was pay off her bill and stuffs.saw her on the bed.lying there helplessly.oh poor *Lila :'( and she went through some tests.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAAAAA.this is where i start being mad at her again.the doctors wanted to admit her to the hospital.but yet she didnt want to.im like.WTF?im like "WHY ARE YOU BEING SO STUBBORN?" and she insisted on being released.i just kept my mouth shut.not wanting to explode there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHH.the tension!we went back to the hostel at midnight.i really really didnt wanna talk about it.i said to myself.if shes gonna ask for help.na'ah.nope.she's the one asking for it.she brought this to herself.but yet i cant help myself.that very night i insisted on her to eat the porridge.which is still a mystery on whether she ate it or not.i guess she's just a stubborn child.not that im saying its a bad thing.just might be a bit hard ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;oh well.i pray to God to let her heal ASAP as we are also towards our finals.Amin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;well kids, moral of the story, PLEASE EAT YOUR MEALS ON TIME AND EAT PROPER FOOD you're not only deteriorating your health but also people around you (they might get high blood pressure).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;STAY SAFE AND STAY AT SCHOOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;peace out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*note to those who think they know who is it.keep it to yourself.i just had to rant out on this.at least i feel a less bit of anger in me.i think i need yoga classes to calm me down.ya think?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8390342802716577264?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8390342802716577264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8390342802716577264&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8390342802716577264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8390342802716577264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/07/keep-your-stomach-safe.html' title='keep your stomach safe'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xNVji6gjEcw/ThA7FbYap0I/AAAAAAAABQU/3jTsPcrRKUA/s72-c/Stomach.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8952645492844511225</id><published>2011-06-30T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T05:09:00.718-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Rants</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dcvHlwFOvBg/Tgxj7ptmmGI/AAAAAAAABQE/kC7fdVGJTYc/s1600/tumblr_ldci9mcnx41qzoclo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 260px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dcvHlwFOvBg/Tgxj7ptmmGI/AAAAAAAABQE/kC7fdVGJTYc/s320/tumblr_ldci9mcnx41qzoclo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623979911139465314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Things haven't been going pretty smoothly as for me. Almost everything felt terrible and out of place, and though some may not be going so bad, it all felt like a misfit piece of puzzle. Like, they seemed fine, but they don't quite fit. Not the perfect match. I naturally just blame myself for what has happened, partly was because it was my own decision that led to this little chaos and partly, is because I am not the kind of person who is straight-forward, brave enough to stand up for myself. I don't go up to people saying "I don't like it that you keep asking me stupid questions." (terrible example, but you get my point) I am more to keeping things to myself, just being completely oblivious of everything else, as long as I can still take it and endure. But nowadays, some part of me seemed to start crumbling down and I am easily irritated due to my abrupt mood swings. I am so tired of people asking me all these stupid questions, it annoys me so much. I felt like firing back, "Don't you have any kind of common sense at all?". But that's not gonna happen, of course. I know there's no such thing as a 'stupid question' though I kinda doubt that most of the time, but its hard to put up with it, all freaking time. You're taking IT, you should probably equip yourself with the basics, at least. I wouldn't mind being asked such petty questions but you know, you totally made me think, how foreign are you with the computer, and secondly, did you even try? At least, use your common sense. I'm not saying its bad to ask questions but you know, agak-agakla kan. Even my lecturer once got to a point where she's totally stressed out and said "Some of you please try first. TRY TRY TRY. Because some questions is just unbearable, I cannot accept." And I was like HA-HA I get you. Questions like "How can I exit this?" "How do I zoom this?" OMG! It simply annoys me to answer these kinds of qs for a year. I'm not saying I'm the smartest kid around, of course I'm not, I know where I stand, but please don't ask questions like that soooo many times. You're annoying other people and pretty much humiliating yourself. I know, I sound mean now, but try to put yourself in my shoes. Geez, sometimes I can't even get to finish my work. Grouping up when it comes to projects and assignment is also already a freaking hard task for me. Yes, just to group up. I'm just gonna stop here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shifting the topic to a more happier one, I'm looking forward to watch Monte Carlo. I know, whaaaat? Monte Carlo? Out of transformers, x-men, harry potter and all? Well yeah, I'm not really into those movies. Monte Carlo stars my favourite actresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I go to spa now? Stressed out..&lt;br /&gt;Off now, toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8952645492844511225?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8952645492844511225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8952645492844511225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8952645492844511225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8952645492844511225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/06/rants.html' title='Rants'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dcvHlwFOvBg/Tgxj7ptmmGI/AAAAAAAABQE/kC7fdVGJTYc/s72-c/tumblr_ldci9mcnx41qzoclo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-6987032083129918067</id><published>2011-06-24T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T14:39:53.108-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Saya tiada idea nak blog pasal apa tapi saya gatal nak ber-blogging juga jadi saya letak gambar ja la.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQsEZHOhDGE/TgRMEu2cuVI/AAAAAAAABPQ/9LAigZ3WClY/s1600/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQsEZHOhDGE/TgRMEu2cuVI/AAAAAAAABPQ/9LAigZ3WClY/s320/Untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621701879044815186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YrJFwbO3Ii4/TgRMEOwi9QI/AAAAAAAABPI/_0TBftb4SE0/s1600/Untitled2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YrJFwbO3Ii4/TgRMEOwi9QI/AAAAAAAABPI/_0TBftb4SE0/s320/Untitled2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621701870430123266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lVhORboOP84/TgRMDzhu2NI/AAAAAAAABPA/OpUMkVNETXo/s1600/Untitled3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lVhORboOP84/TgRMDzhu2NI/AAAAAAAABPA/OpUMkVNETXo/s320/Untitled3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621701863120230610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi74RsOp-uo/TgRMDq2Ig1I/AAAAAAAABO4/IkNR08rQPQA/s1600/Untitled4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Yi74RsOp-uo/TgRMDq2Ig1I/AAAAAAAABO4/IkNR08rQPQA/s320/Untitled4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621701860789879634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to show you guys some of my colleagues' comments.  The #facepalm thing is, Emy Omar here is an Egyptian student but there are still people who replied her in Malay. I mean how the heck she will understand?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh oh and look at the first one who replied her comment. I LOL-ed at his first sentence. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anywayy, I just realized I have no sense of whatever in music. Not at all. I mean, I thought I'm not very good in music. But then I discovered I was worse than that. Haha. I couldn't sing in tune, I couldn't play any instrument, I couldn't guess what is the song my friend played with the guitar...*sigh*. I guess mum is right. Lucky she didn't push me to be in the music industry. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;#kthanksbye&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-6987032083129918067?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/6987032083129918067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=6987032083129918067&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6987032083129918067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6987032083129918067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/06/saya-tiada-idea-nak-blog-pasal-apa-tapi.html' title='Saya tiada idea nak blog pasal apa tapi saya gatal nak ber-blogging juga jadi saya letak gambar ja la.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zQsEZHOhDGE/TgRMEu2cuVI/AAAAAAAABPQ/9LAigZ3WClY/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-3023503243043470233</id><published>2011-06-22T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T09:59:03.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Straight forward...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(51, 0, 51);"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Love Letter - Shwayze ft The Cataracs, Dev&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Adele's whole album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hush Hush - Alexis Jordan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I Feel Like Dancing - All Time Low&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Just A Kiss - Lady Antebellum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; See No More - Joe Jonas Ft. Chris Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Not Fade Away - Florence + the Machine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Say Hello To Goodbye - Shontelle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't Turn Out The Lights - NKOTBSB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Love You Like a Love Song - Selena Gomez &amp;amp; The Scene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;that's more like it - selena gomez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Notorious - The Saturdays&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Moves Like Jagger - Maroon 5 ft Christina Aguilera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My Dilemma - Selena Gomez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 51);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That's all for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-3023503243043470233?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/3023503243043470233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=3023503243043470233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3023503243043470233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3023503243043470233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/06/songs.html' title='Songs'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-2253803790353676806</id><published>2011-06-10T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T09:03:18.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>First of everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't know what the title has got to do with the post. I simply had that in mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So first of, I'm staying in a house now. Hence the weight gain. Because, everyone in the house seems to be getting alone fine with the kitchen, and so; fried egg, cheese omelette, hotdogs, nuggets, bread w/ hotdog, maggi, prawns, fried mushroom, chocolate, as for now. But on the bright side, we're saving quite a lot of money on eating outside. So far things had been going pretty well, no disturbances or the likes. Hoping it would stay like this till we're moving out coz there's been some conflict actually. But naah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, we're having an event tomorrow which is the Game Fest 3 located at MMU, Cyberjaya. I'm not really sure what kinds of activities we're gonna have (not that involved) and I'm too lazy to find out, and I'm gonna try to have a photographic memory here of the brochure that's been given out. *5 seconds* There's console games I think, LAN games, Board and Card Games. *Photographic memory attempt failed* That's all I can come up with. But if you're around, you can come and have some fun :) Further details you can just google it and go to the official website.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, this week was my first week at MMU for my 4th semester. So far I'm doing fine, classes had been short mostly, and no projects yet. But we've been told of this 'assignment' where we need to present to everyone of our ethnic. This wouldn't be hard for me as I don't think there's much Dusun there, BUT where the heck am I supposed to find the clothes? Because we'll need to wear our friend's ethnic clothes and vice versa. And the lecturer actually said we have so much time to have it posted, both local/international as she had told us in advance. But but but! Hmm~Luckily she won't be judging our presentation or speaking or anything. We'll just gonna have to do it and we'll get 10 marks for sure. -Then does it mean that we can come up front and speak like for a minute and simply go back? That does count as 'doing' it right?- My Effective Communication Skill class had been pretty fun to be in as well. The lecturer is sorta funny and well, simply fun. The rest, is.. so and so you can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That would be all. Bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-2253803790353676806?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/2253803790353676806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=2253803790353676806&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2253803790353676806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2253803790353676806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/06/first-of-everything.html' title='First of everything.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-3685227182346818172</id><published>2011-06-07T03:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T03:05:46.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>no longer a facebook-er</title><content type='html'>for some reason.ive deactivated my facebook acc.so to contact me, its either &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/#!/tatianadee"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt; or my skype or email.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace out :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-3685227182346818172?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/3685227182346818172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=3685227182346818172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3685227182346818172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3685227182346818172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/06/no-longer-facebook-er.html' title='no longer a facebook-er'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8363143573135327503</id><published>2011-06-06T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T05:33:38.045-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>berlagak pandai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;so here's some random story that i suddenly feel like telling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;my cousin, Haisaac just learned his ABC's and he's showing off to everyone.and i tell you, EVERYONE.to the market, to the neighbors, to strangers.he'll be repeating his ABC's.you might say its cute.yeah.it is.AT FIRST.then we (the family) starts to get annoyed by this.so, one day i asked him to read the bed's label.i knew that he could recognize the words but couldn't actually read it.you get what i mean? the conversation was like this ;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me : sac, cuba dull baca ni (points at the bed's brand name)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haisaac : haa? *trip innocent punya muka*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me : ini baaa.yang di tilam ni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haisaac : ohh (looks hard then spells) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haisaac : V-O-N-O *muka bangga*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me : baca baa, bukan eja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;haisaac : *muka panas* V-O-N-O  (pauses) TILAM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;me &amp;amp; family : HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH =))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;heheheheh.get it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;peace out ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOEPcHJqRts/TezI1POO3OI/AAAAAAAABOQ/zV-sDubAM9A/s320/SAM_4263.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615083652369013986" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the kid who knew his ABC'S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; font: normal normal normal 12px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8363143573135327503?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8363143573135327503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8363143573135327503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8363143573135327503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8363143573135327503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/06/berlagak-pandai.html' title='berlagak pandai'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zOEPcHJqRts/TezI1POO3OI/AAAAAAAABOQ/zV-sDubAM9A/s72-c/SAM_4263.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-4971096778388197498</id><published>2011-06-04T11:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T04:29:57.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>#SelfMotivation 2</title><content type='html'>People's perception and expectation suck. Big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example. Imagine you are a really, really smart student. And you just get your results. And surprise, surprise, you excelled in your exam. People will say, "Duh...that's normal. Nothing unusual." And you can't really share your happiness with your friends because they might say that you are gloating. Showing off. And all those nasty stuff. So you just zipped your mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now. What if you, still the smart student, getting a bad result? People will say, "Serves him/her right. He/She must has been too confident in doing the exam." Or something liddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How about when you are less smarter than the average?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are a delinquent, and get a good result, people might say you cheated. Even though you'd worked hard for it. And if you didn't get a good result, people will say it's normal and they don't really care to listen to you whining about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me? Well, most of the time I think I'm lucky, to get the good results. Lucky as in getting lenient examiners, grade marks has been lowered, final scores has been upgraded and all those stuff. And I also believe that most of it is also because of berkat doa mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I guess things haven't changed that much since high school. Well, for the semester 1 result anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But actually, result is not really a definite marker for someone's intelligence. It's like when you are an ustaz/ustazah laa...Doesn't mean your tahap keimanan is higher than the one who is not ustaz/ustazah. And even if your tahap keimanan is high, it might lowered the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The thing with results is...they represent our past efforts&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not now&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not in the future.&lt;/span&gt; So when people said you are smart because they know your result is good, you should keep in mind that they are talking about your past. Which means you are smarter then. Now? You might be smart, and you might be stupid. And same goes to when people said you are stupid because they know your result is bad. Keep in mind that they are talking about your past. So they're actually saying that you are stupid in the past and you can be smarter now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purpose of this post? As a #selfmotivation. And because I suck in motivating and cheering people up directly, so I hope that you will read this post (because I know you regularly read this blog..*wink*) and cheer up. Don't give a shit about them who judge you because of your result. Don't give a shit about them who...well...just don't give a shit to anyone. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...once again, cheer up and don't be sad :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-4971096778388197498?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/4971096778388197498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=4971096778388197498&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4971096778388197498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4971096778388197498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/06/selfmotivation-2.html' title='#SelfMotivation 2'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-3292177242174915475</id><published>2011-05-28T21:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T21:59:33.068-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Promoting :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey guys :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just wanna do a little bit of marketing here..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Looking for accessories &amp;amp; clothes? Cheap ones?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe you can find some to your liking here,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/NezaShoppe/186251388091118"&gt;Neza Shoppe&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To cut cost on the shipping, maybe I can pass some of the ordered items to some of you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyone interested on any items, you can either post on the page or just let me know :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'll pass along the message :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's not mine btw. It's my sister's little business :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hope you can support her! Thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-3292177242174915475?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/3292177242174915475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=3292177242174915475&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3292177242174915475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/3292177242174915475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/05/promoting-d.html' title='Promoting :D'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-1674908605825291658</id><published>2011-05-28T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T13:51:35.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>#SelfMotivation</title><content type='html'>I dedicate this post to her. *wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell you the truth, I don't really want to be a doctor. OK scratch that. I don't really know what to be. And I'm very envious of those people who are so sure of what they wanna do. Of what they wanna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like, this senior of mine, who got an offer from MARA (I think it's an &lt;a href="http://malaysia-scholarship.net/sponsor-type/government-scholarship/mara-scholarship/"&gt;SPC&lt;/a&gt; or something) to do an engineering course (if am not mistaken). But she wanted to become an astronomer. Or something liddat. And she was so determined to become one, she rejected the offer. And kids, you know how hard it is to get a scholarship nowadays. But thank God she got the scholarship that she wanted. Doing astronomy in US. Currently she's doing her foundation. Or something liddat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have this other friend, who's really determined to become a doctor, he have this long-term plan of what he wants to achieve. Do IB, go to the &lt;a href="http://www.rcsi.ie/"&gt;Royal College of Surgeons in Ireland&lt;/a&gt;, open up a clinic, get married bla bla bla. He even got a list of what he wants to do. One thing I remembered from his list is &lt;a href="http://www.padi.com/scuba/"&gt;getting a scuba license&lt;/a&gt; or something liddat. He was my &lt;a href="http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/wiki-wiki-wa-wa.html"&gt;mobile Wiki&lt;/a&gt; btw, just in case you were wondering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me you asked?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't really have any great list or determination to do something. In fact, I don't think I'd want to be a doctor if my mum hadn't brainwashed me since little to become one. I wanted to be a teacher, a cartoonist, a writer, a fashion designer, an interior designer (why did I feel like I'd write about this before?) and bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the time, I would think, how I'm not good enough for this. How I'm not ready for this. How I'm not competent enough. How there are other people who are, by far, smarter than me. And lots of other depressing and demotivating thoughts. I used to think to quit. Heck I would be lying if I say I don't think about it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey, I'm a good self-motivator too :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I thought that I'm not good or smart enough, I would think back about those &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;glory &lt;/span&gt;days to prove my pessimist side wrong. Not to gloat. But as a self-booster. Because deep down, I know I can do it. Whenever I thought of quitting, I would remind myself of the responsibilities I'm carrying. As a daughter, as a citizen, and most important, as a muslim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sometimes, you gotta sacrifice doing something that you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Never say &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; that you can't. Actually you CAN. You just gotta work a little bit more hard and throw all those negativity away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-1674908605825291658?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/1674908605825291658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=1674908605825291658&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1674908605825291658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1674908605825291658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/05/selfmotivation.html' title='#SelfMotivation'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8082571680474397233</id><published>2011-05-28T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T03:12:06.227-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Purple power!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey guys. In case you haven't noticed (impossible), I changed the layout :) Hope you like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Myra, hope you didn't mind! And if so, can you please fix the header to centre and the problem with the 'stalk us' on the right side? Thanks yaw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;xx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8082571680474397233?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8082571680474397233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8082571680474397233&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8082571680474397233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8082571680474397233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/05/purple-power.html' title='Purple power!'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8034691375941155269</id><published>2011-05-25T02:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T02:47:46.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Problems</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I switched on my lappy just because I felt like posting. I was lying on bed, thinking about my problems.. *sigh*. Started thinking about my driving test, my braces, my LDR (thanks to Anna for making me ponder about it as well as she did), my flight ticket, my exams, my new living place. Ohmai.. I miss the times when we were just so little, not having a tad bit care of the world, so free of problems, frowning just because we lost our bottle of milk, running to our hearts content, playing hide and seek with our friends and family. As we grew older, into the adolescent world, we kept whining about studying and how we long for freedom. All I know back then was having fun with my friends, not thinking much of the future, laughing away, being reckless.. And now, growing up to be, well, sort of, adult.. I'm starting to miss those times, when I don't have to think of so much problems and just have fun. Some wasn't really a problem, I was feeling more terrified of it, not knowing what the outcome would be like, and what would happen if it didn't go as planned, etc. I just wish I have the courage to make it through it all, but sometimes, I lost that courage. Trying to get it back, I started thinking, well, Myra made through (braces), Anna made it through (driving).. Others made it too. Why can't I? But then, this silly silly mind, automatically pops out a question, a question I hate so much. What if I didn't? What if I didn't make it through? And that's when the pressure starts revealing itself. What's wrong with you mind? Why do you have to make me so insecure nowww. Well apparently this is what happens when you have a lot of free time, and you start thinking, that too imaginative thinking. Gaaah! Gotta stop this all now, and just go through with all of this! Wish me luck with my driving test! Maybe its gonna be on the 1st of June :D *shaky knees*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMY PANDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8034691375941155269?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8034691375941155269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8034691375941155269&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8034691375941155269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8034691375941155269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/05/problems.html' title='Problems'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-365706069726392257</id><published>2011-05-20T15:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T15:59:10.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>PostSecret</title><content type='html'>This one is for you, Anna :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck with the LDR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y6RW9lnEZLk/Tc8Mo6mW4hI/AAAAAAAAO4M/Eh3gRN7TyW0/s1600/shave.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 378px; height: 571px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y6RW9lnEZLk/Tc8Mo6mW4hI/AAAAAAAAO4M/Eh3gRN7TyW0/s1600/shave.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this, is for me T__________T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PbyIGXgDf68/Tc8Mdo0R3xI/AAAAAAAAO3M/MeTa3PwfTjk/s1600/money.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 408px; height: 607px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PbyIGXgDf68/Tc8Mdo0R3xI/AAAAAAAAO3M/MeTa3PwfTjk/s1600/money.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos credit to &lt;a href="www.postsecret.com"&gt;PostSecret&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-365706069726392257?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/365706069726392257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=365706069726392257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/365706069726392257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/365706069726392257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/05/postsecret.html' title='PostSecret'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y6RW9lnEZLk/Tc8Mo6mW4hI/AAAAAAAAO4M/Eh3gRN7TyW0/s72-c/shave.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-4101793188738823411</id><published>2011-05-20T15:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T15:33:09.396-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>That Bad Feeling.</title><content type='html'>Life has been...well, in a way of saying it, a roller coaster ride of emotions. I've been filled with lotsa good, and bad feeling lately. More to the latter actually. It's like I'm anxiously waiting for something bad to happen. Like real bad. I think the feeling has subdued a bit, but it still there, at the back of my mind and heart, nudging me once in a while =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it has gotta do with what my mum told me. Two of her colleagues died within this month if I'm not mistaken. And it got me thinking, what if it was me? What if it was her? What if it was him? What if?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most of you already know I'm not going back this summer. I'm OK with it. I'm OK with not being able to celebrate Aidil Fitri with my family. What I'm not OK with is, the probability of something bad to happen while I'm not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May you guys are safe and blessed by Allah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Honestly, I cried a bit while typing this :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-4101793188738823411?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/4101793188738823411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=4101793188738823411&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4101793188738823411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4101793188738823411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/05/that-bad-feeling.html' title='That Bad Feeling.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-6035129011441211811</id><published>2011-05-20T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T06:28:53.348-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>hubungan jarak jauh :|</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VZcrFHTKGY/TdZsS4ZV1YI/AAAAAAAABNs/25lu70gWb-s/s1600/long_distance_love.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VZcrFHTKGY/TdZsS4ZV1YI/AAAAAAAABNs/25lu70gWb-s/s320/long_distance_love.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608789457568650626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;im no expert in relationships.been through a few failed ones.haha.but i hope this time it will last.i dunno.somehow, this feels right.was reading Mini Shopaholi(yea.u got that right Myra.hehe.couldnt resist the temptation :p ) and a random thought just occurred to me.about me and my relationship.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;another minor thing is that im actually typing this on my way back to Sabah.to meet the love of my life.haha.in an hour time.jeeeezzz.am feeling quite nervous.is it because that im to excited or its just that its been too long?when was the last time i saw him?earlier this year me thinks.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;*shitty bumpy ride*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;anyways.long distance?i truly think.deep down.that its a real pain.not seeing ur loved ones?now thats shitty.my role models?my parents.they really could do it.there have been a few bumpy rides.but they've made it.and im quite awed by this (when i learned that being away from ur loved ones are quite a challenge.didnt realise this when i was a kid.thought it was normal)i rarely get to see my dad.but everytime we're together, he makes sure that i understand that he's away for work and he loves me very much.and i truly feel loved by them (sometimes they just give me too much -,-") and i appreciate this.and my mom?she an inspirational icon herself :)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;and so.as i got together with mine.i do feel a lil wee bit of doubt.could we make this through?i didn't really wanna get attached to this.but then.i realized.that i truly care for him.and it gets harder * please note that it may get cheesy.BEWARNED.hehe*as i surveyed.lots of relationship couldn't make it through because of this.LONG DISTANCE.this is what im afraid of.the chances are…i don't even wanna say it.but then again.some made it through.so why not us?i guess its all about the law of attraction :p  *am currently reading The Secret.a really good book to read*&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;ive asked around *my lil cousin bro to be exact*  "HOW?" and he's said that its better that if u don't see your gf/bf always.its may sound fun but actually.banyak cabaran dia.u tend to pick fights with them.sometimes even the littlest things might annoy you.but then i ask again.what about married couples?they HAVE to see each other right?but then again.we wont know unless we try right? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;another example.is this blog buddy of mine Myra.hurmm,how do u do it?SPILL!!whats ur secret?? :p and so to anybody who's having a great long distance relationship.please do share :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;p/s : i wrote this on the plane 2 days ago.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;peace out :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-6035129011441211811?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/6035129011441211811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=6035129011441211811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6035129011441211811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6035129011441211811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/05/hubungan-jarak-jauh.html' title='hubungan jarak jauh :|'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3VZcrFHTKGY/TdZsS4ZV1YI/AAAAAAAABNs/25lu70gWb-s/s72-c/long_distance_love.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7799943824000539246</id><published>2011-05-12T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T13:23:33.110-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>c-box</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;In case anyone's wondering, the c-box had been removed due to the bots that keeps coming, clogging up the c-box. It annoys me very much so yeahh. I removed it. And I believe Myra is too, and Anna will just, go with the flow. Right? So if anyone has anything to say to us or anything, just comment on our posts, or simply in whatever ways there are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, this post was supposed to be just about the c-box issue. But I'd just like to ask any of you out there about this kittens. Apparently, there's 4 kittens at our hostel area, and they've all got something like, a build up on their eyes. And I think one of them can't see due to that.. build up. Is it supposed to be normal? For most kittens to have it, and it'll get okay soon? Or was that an eye infection or something? Tell me anything you know, please. Been watching those kittens for days, and I couldn't think of any ways to help them. Here's some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WARNING: Some of the pictures might be a little bit disturbing, so if you're eating.. You might wanna see this picture later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-dtiOrUQzQ/TcvpixQWVYI/AAAAAAAABNc/PZnyTvUCoyg/s1600/Image0260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-dtiOrUQzQ/TcvpixQWVYI/AAAAAAAABNc/PZnyTvUCoyg/s320/Image0260.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605830944739448194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zUoKuu7Jbgk/Tcvpik0gdhI/AAAAAAAABNU/uzdZ8IVp1Y4/s1600/Image0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zUoKuu7Jbgk/Tcvpik0gdhI/AAAAAAAABNU/uzdZ8IVp1Y4/s320/Image0257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605830941401445906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rRK-QEvS96A/Tcvpib4vT-I/AAAAAAAABNM/fNkIKsMVYXo/s1600/Image0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rRK-QEvS96A/Tcvpib4vT-I/AAAAAAAABNM/fNkIKsMVYXo/s320/Image0256.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605830939003277282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The big one is the mother, and the ones with white chest is the probably-blind one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bGLY_Dos5Fs/TcvpjJH9cRI/AAAAAAAABNk/dRwFweaGOTE/s1600/Image0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bGLY_Dos5Fs/TcvpjJH9cRI/AAAAAAAABNk/dRwFweaGOTE/s320/Image0261.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5605830951146713362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the fluffiest one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Help?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7799943824000539246?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7799943824000539246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7799943824000539246&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7799943824000539246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7799943824000539246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/05/c-box.html' title='c-box'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e-dtiOrUQzQ/TcvpixQWVYI/AAAAAAAABNc/PZnyTvUCoyg/s72-c/Image0260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-1752380095179982576</id><published>2011-05-10T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T03:59:59.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Update. Songs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Update on new songs. Well actually I don't really refer them as new.. Just the recent ones I've downloaded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;How Low - Ludacris&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rolling in the deep - Adele&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alligator Sky - Owl City ft. B.O.B&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Time Bomb - All Time Low&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Run the world - Beyonce&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Summer Nights - Black Cards&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;One Day - Charice&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Before It Explodes - Charice ft. Bruno Mars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Superhero - Chingy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You Lost Me - Christina Aguilera&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Galaxy - Danity Kane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Where Dem Girls At - David Guetta&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coming Home - Diddy and Dirty Money feat. Skylar Grey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Click Clack Away - Diggy ft Bruno Mars&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My Boy - Duffy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Well, well, well - Duffy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Happiness - Alexis Jordan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I feel Like Dancing - All Time Low&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good Girl - Alexis Jordan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I Need a doctor - Dr. Dre ft Eminem &amp;amp; Skylar Grey&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Who's Laughing Now - Jessie J&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;What A Feeling - Jordan Pruitt&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drop It Low - Kat Deluna&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Party Rock Anthem -LMFAO (Feat. Lauren Bennett &amp;amp; Goon Rock)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Show Goes On - Lupe Fiasco &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Did It on Em - Nicki Minaj&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rabiosa - Shakira ft Pitbull&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe - Sick Puppies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Written in the stars - Tinie Tempah ft Eric Turner&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never leave this bed - Maroon 5&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;On the floor - Jennifer Lopez ft Pitbull&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Duck Sauce - Barbara Streisand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-1752380095179982576?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/1752380095179982576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=1752380095179982576&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1752380095179982576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1752380095179982576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/05/update-songs.html' title='Update. Songs.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-1964170850683627551</id><published>2011-05-07T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-07T16:26:33.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>#MoodMengencang</title><content type='html'>apa perasaan kau kalau kau tidak dapat tidur, sedangkan besok kau ada kelas pagi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kau rasa macam maw blast orang seja kan.&lt;br /&gt;kau rasa macam maw korek biji mata kau seja kan, because time kau nak tidur ni jugak lah time dia degil taknak cooperate with your brain. padahal 10 minit before that, kau tengah baca buku, kau tersengguk-sengguk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently experiencing temporary insomnia. macam sial seja la kan. ikutkan hati, i want to switch that freaking lights off because i believe that's the main reason of my temporary insomnia. but i can't. whyy? because my roommate is studying, regardless that it is currently 1.30 AM, which, btw, the time when the normies (that's normal people to you) go to a blisful state of freaking sleep!. yes having a roommate sometimes sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. no. i'm not mad at my roomie. i'm just mad at the freaking lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i need to have my own room. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthanxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-1964170850683627551?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/1964170850683627551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=1964170850683627551&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1964170850683627551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1964170850683627551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/05/moodmengencang.html' title='#MoodMengencang'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-2039347898478122963</id><published>2011-05-03T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T09:47:22.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Courtesy. Because you could make someone's day.</title><content type='html'>Crossing the street is never easy, when there's always cars passing by, with speed as if they're filming the Fast and Furious 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could find yourself struggling to open the door when you're hands are full with books etc etc. Same goes to when walking up the stairs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is embarrassing or troublesome, when you couldn't find enough change to pay for your bus ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So imagine when you're in one of those situations, and suddenly a person came and help you out. Even though it might seems petty, it actually will means a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you're driving, and you see someone trying to cross the street, slow down and give him a chance to cross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you see someone struggling to open the door with his hands full, go help him. If you're opening a door, hold the door for a while for other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When someone is short of RM 1 or RM 2 in the supermarket or the bus or the LRT, pay for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because you could make his day a lot more brighter and happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: Happy sebab ada pakcik kasi berenti kereta (and indirectly suruh kereta di belakang dia pun berenti sekali) and bagi kami can lintas jalan. Sudah la time tu memang tengah mengangkat barang dari supermarket. Thanks pakcik! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-2039347898478122963?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/2039347898478122963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=2039347898478122963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2039347898478122963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/2039347898478122963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/05/courtesy-because-you-could-make.html' title='Courtesy. Because you could make someone&apos;s day.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-9110450811073382382</id><published>2011-04-30T00:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T00:50:37.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Sorry!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AX9h370GIZo/TUZc2B84mAI/AAAAAAAAARc/WKVqRWGr8SE/s1600/im-sorry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AX9h370GIZo/TUZc2B84mAI/AAAAAAAAARc/WKVqRWGr8SE/s1600/im-sorry.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I am currently typing this all in Notepad. While I'm still under the thoughts about the word 'sorry'. What does the word sorry means to all of you? Yes, it is a common word, heard of every single day no matter where, no matter by who. How often do you say this word with full sincerety? I say it many times though I'm not sorry for what I did. Well, in some cases, you say sorry not because of something that you did. Sometimes, it's to mend things between someone, to heal that broken relation you once had, not caring who's fault it is. Most often, this word is so easy to come out of our mouth when we commit something so silly and small, like hitting over someone (no I don't mean flirting) accidentally. "I'm so sorry!!" Very common, right? But when we commit something big, something that made a big change, that word is like stuck inside our throat, unable to come out either because we didn't want it to or that we just can't. I once stumbled upon this quote; "Saying sorry doesn't always mean you're wrong, it just means you value the relationship more than your ego". And since then, I totally hold onto that. By saying sorry, it means everything. It means that you managed to lower down your towering ego, that you're mature enough to give up and that you have the intention to actually make things better. I believe there's more reasons than that but that's all I can think of right now. Here's another thought. How often do you not say sorry? I believe it's quite often too, just like me. I admit, I sometimes fail to put aside that ego and wait till the other party does something. Though that quote I hold onto kept repeating on my head, my ego overcomes everything. That's how most of us are. Oblivious of how the word can actually make someone actually feel happy, can make things better, can even boost others self-esteem, in some cases. By saying sorry, it doesn't always mean that you're the one who's guilty, but sometimes it means that you're sorry for the situation that is happening between you and someone. That you're ready to make up and to move forward. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the next time, put aside that ego, and start saying sorry when you feel like you need to. But don't say it if you really really don't mean it because then things would just stay the same, or maybe, worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just... a thought. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-9110450811073382382?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/9110450811073382382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=9110450811073382382&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/9110450811073382382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/9110450811073382382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/sorry.html' title='Sorry!'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AX9h370GIZo/TUZc2B84mAI/AAAAAAAAARc/WKVqRWGr8SE/s72-c/im-sorry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-1857182818487759786</id><published>2011-04-28T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-28T02:33:30.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Spam Spam Spam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWRuC8WyhUQ/Tbkx2u68PsI/AAAAAAAABNE/A-tL2vpatZQ/s1600/1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWRuC8WyhUQ/Tbkx2u68PsI/AAAAAAAABNE/A-tL2vpatZQ/s320/1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600562427989868226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tRdHwYS-Ico/Tbkx2fgCChI/AAAAAAAABM8/A9PY0Dgrkbw/s1600/2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 159px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tRdHwYS-Ico/Tbkx2fgCChI/AAAAAAAABM8/A9PY0Dgrkbw/s320/2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600562423850469906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RgSxj50b1zM/Tbkx2NnosfI/AAAAAAAABM0/7mephQwF09M/s1600/3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-RgSxj50b1zM/Tbkx2NnosfI/AAAAAAAABM0/7mephQwF09M/s320/3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600562419050525170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWRuC8WyhUQ/Tbkx2u68PsI/AAAAAAAABNE/A-tL2vpatZQ/s1600/1.png"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Please click on the images to zoom. Unless you could read the micro minute words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got the 1st email, saying that I was a lucky winner and whatsoever and believe me, I was almost fooled. I mean, yeah I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think &lt;/span&gt;I did subscribe or sign up to the Sony website because I did own Sony products (mp3, which I'd inherited to my lil bro, and a digicam, which I think I gave my mum. If you wanna know).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So reading through the email, it said I need to give my details and my unique PIN number. And I was like wth what's my unique PIN number? In the end I was lazy to send my details cuz was lazy to find my PIN number. And thank God I didn't.  Because as you see in the 3rd image, I didn't really win anything. I guess &lt;s&gt;I'm not really that lucky&lt;/s&gt; somebody hacked into Sony's email and send the 1st email.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to reading pharmacology.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-1857182818487759786?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/1857182818487759786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=1857182818487759786&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1857182818487759786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1857182818487759786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/spam-spam-spam.html' title='Spam Spam Spam'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZWRuC8WyhUQ/Tbkx2u68PsI/AAAAAAAABNE/A-tL2vpatZQ/s72-c/1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7566982790257964127</id><published>2011-04-27T15:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T15:48:13.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Pointless Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w8MXc-aFvSA/TbiY8cLs7rI/AAAAAAAABMk/HG5fnR6tU9g/s1600/1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 220px; height: 202px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w8MXc-aFvSA/TbiY8cLs7rI/AAAAAAAABMk/HG5fnR6tU9g/s320/1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600394300760059570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even though this post is pointless, it needs you to be very imaginative &lt;s&gt;(not really)&lt;/s&gt; to fully understand the picture above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The different coloured rectangle boxed represent mattresses of different height. The pink one is slightly higher than the purple one, as the purple one is placed on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's our position while studying just now. We, as in Ili and I. Ili was the one lying down othere and I was on the higher mattress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh here's another picture so you get what I meant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36w2LVFlN4s/Tbic1y1mvjI/AAAAAAAABMs/f2e6zlS73uQ/s1600/DSC01398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-36w2LVFlN4s/Tbic1y1mvjI/AAAAAAAABMs/f2e6zlS73uQ/s320/DSC01398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600398584628821554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the end of this pointless post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHANXBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7566982790257964127?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7566982790257964127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7566982790257964127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7566982790257964127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7566982790257964127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/pointless-post.html' title='Pointless Post'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w8MXc-aFvSA/TbiY8cLs7rI/AAAAAAAABMk/HG5fnR6tU9g/s72-c/1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7095691563531926385</id><published>2011-04-25T10:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-25T10:36:27.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Blarghhhh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.homorazzi.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/red-riding-hood-movie-review.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 350px;" src="http://www.homorazzi.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/red-riding-hood-movie-review.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Watched Red Riding Hood just now. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Amanda Seyfried&lt;/span&gt; is, as always.. Amazing. She's so talented and pretty. And plus, the two heroes in that movie is, believe me, smoking hot! Well, for the girls. The movie is worth watching :) but, I find myself not talking about it after watching. Meh..&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why do I feel like I lost that feeling of writing? Urgh. Like, I'm lost when it comes to writing. No idea. Nada! What is happening??? And I also lost the interest to go online, to watch dramas, to read novellls. In other words, I lost the interest to do things that I used to love. Well, I hope this is temporary. Maybe its because I've been getting pretty lazy lately. Since my classes have been cancelled to weeks in a row, and since this semester I only took 1 subject, that means free time for like, almost 3 weeks. And what did I do during my spare time? Basically, nothing worthy. What happen to the vows I made to myself? I gotta start disciplining myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hannnnd... Anna is gonna be back to M'sia soon! Aren't you aren't you?? I'm ecstatic! But my finals is coming up soon soooo...Oh wth. Haha. Screw that. Oh, right. Discipline. Gotta start preparing from now shouldn't I? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, well, this post isn't worth reading haha. Last minute warning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!!  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7095691563531926385?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7095691563531926385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7095691563531926385&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7095691563531926385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7095691563531926385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/blarghhhh.html' title='Blarghhhh....'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-4148640669385539338</id><published>2011-04-15T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T21:46:56.682-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Glee</title><content type='html'>&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Hello sunshines! Feeling gleeful today. Today's itinerary would be &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;i) Check out a house at SK&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;ii) Makan&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;iii) Buat assignment if can&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;iv) Buat tutorial&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;v) Nothing important.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="trebuchet ms"&gt;Yes! Am excited about the house.. Ngee~Hope it is exactly like in the pictures. We're planning to rent a house for our 2nd year, because we missed out on the hostel application. Hmm. But I hope the weather would treat us nice. It's kinda cloudy today, and am predicting that it's about to rain soon. Oh well, our mission today must be accomplished anyhow! What am I ranting about now.. On a side note, I bought 6 other novels, which I already told Anna and Myra. But haven't even finish reading Nicholas Sparks yet. Few more pages left :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scream 4. Is it really horrifying? Scary? Everybody's been talking about that movie. Am looking forward to watch it because of that. Maybe this Monday. I guess that would be all. Toodles~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: Neesa how did you change the layout? Did you put your own codes or, download a template from somewhere or..? Let me know :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-4148640669385539338?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/4148640669385539338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=4148640669385539338&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4148640669385539338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4148640669385539338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/glee.html' title='Glee'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-4896065439377477862</id><published>2011-04-12T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T07:56:04.168-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Rio :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Went to watch movie just now. The right day was supposed to be tomorrow since it's movie day, but we all felt like going today, so we went and watch Rio. It was hell funny! Laughed too much that my cheek felt sore. It's so good that I think I feel all my stress draining out. Honestly, it wasn't that I felt stressed of studying, far from it actually, since I only have one subject for this semester. It's about something else, but it's good to get it off my mind even just for a little while :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aaagh. Gotta start doing my assignment. It's due in two more weeks. Ugh. Off now, toodles!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-4896065439377477862?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/4896065439377477862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=4896065439377477862&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4896065439377477862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4896065439377477862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/rio.html' title='Rio :)'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8773315382795672007</id><published>2011-04-07T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T21:40:01.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>None.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hallo everyone. Not much to say today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I bought a novel yesterday, Nicholas Sparks - The Choice :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And Anna, if you want to download Khuntoria.. Skype me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8773315382795672007?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8773315382795672007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8773315382795672007&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8773315382795672007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8773315382795672007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/none.html' title='None.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-6675774960062813303</id><published>2011-04-05T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T01:09:27.559-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Imperfections</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't believe that I've changed for someone who didn't appreciate what I did, someone to which in his eyes, I just wasn't good enough. I was incomplete. I wasn't how he wanted. Someone who looked past all the things that I've changed to become for the better, and looked closely upon things that I haven't changed yet. That is still part in me. Was I really a bad person? I don't do drugs, I don't drink alcohol, I don't go to clubs, I don't wear super sexy clothes, I don't flirt. Hell, I ain't no angel, I did lots of wrongdoings, but isn't everyone like that? I appreciate that he wants to shape me into someone better, but maybe, this isn't the right way. Or maybe I was  just an obstinate person. I don't even know now. I don't even want to think anymore. I'm just gonna put on my best oblivious act and try to get through the days. *sighs* Maybe I deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-6675774960062813303?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/6675774960062813303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=6675774960062813303&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6675774960062813303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6675774960062813303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/imperfections.html' title='Imperfections'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-5926049054411902836</id><published>2011-04-02T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-02T07:18:45.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Belts and bangles.</title><content type='html'>Went to the Al-Azhar University, Alexandria's campus just now. Ikut my housemate. Sekali sekala, maw merasa masuk kuliah kakak2 pengajian Islam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was soo excited. Bila sudah masuk dalam lecture hall tu, I was still excited. Even when the lecturer came, I was still excited. But 5,6 minutes after the lecture started, I was getting nervous. Because the lecturer "rajin tanya soalan". And I felt like he kept looking at us. Especially me. Oh.Em.Gee. So whenever the professor said "banat maliziya", which basically means "anak perempuan Malaysia", I was like, ohemgeematilamatilamatilatolonglajantanyaaku. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, when it's almost 10.30 am (the lecture started at around 9++), the lecture was finished, and I can breathe normally again. Haha. Went to the cafe and bought burger because my tummy was thiiiisss close "singing a song". Camwhoring a bit. Then went back to Miami (in case you guys still don't know, our home is situated at an area (/district?) called Miami. Bought 2 sets of bangles at only 17.50 EGP, which roughly is less than RM 10. Which is damn cheap methinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's some pics taken in the Al-Azhar Uni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nzxJC9ojBUw/TZcswabuotI/AAAAAAAABL0/rjFRmPlYIac/s1600/DSCN1115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nzxJC9ojBUw/TZcswabuotI/AAAAAAAABL0/rjFRmPlYIac/s320/DSCN1115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590986672644727506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9CIoVD8z03g/TZcsw8J9mZI/AAAAAAAABL8/28y8NvPu4d4/s1600/DSCN1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9CIoVD8z03g/TZcsw8J9mZI/AAAAAAAABL8/28y8NvPu4d4/s320/DSCN1112.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590986681697016210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dIe6fX2YejU/TZctgdb7sZI/AAAAAAAABMU/VwEiIVt55z0/s1600/DSCN1102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dIe6fX2YejU/TZctgdb7sZI/AAAAAAAABMU/VwEiIVt55z0/s320/DSCN1102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590987498084610450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bangunan baru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ko-Typru0Y/TZctgClh6uI/AAAAAAAABMM/w2_05Vjvu6w/s1600/DSCN1105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3ko-Typru0Y/TZctgClh6uI/AAAAAAAABMM/w2_05Vjvu6w/s320/DSCN1105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590987490877106914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hujung bangunan tu is the cafe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVak52L6vME/TZcsv8xMyPI/AAAAAAAABLk/xXA3wHhOKH8/s1600/DSCN1109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cVak52L6vME/TZcsv8xMyPI/AAAAAAAABLk/xXA3wHhOKH8/s320/DSCN1109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590986664681720050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jPREK1Fx9Hg/TZctggxjIxI/AAAAAAAABMc/6Q2G13B8wyM/s1600/DSCN1101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jPREK1Fx9Hg/TZctggxjIxI/AAAAAAAABMc/6Q2G13B8wyM/s320/DSCN1101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590987498980582162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7HZ5RUX93-c/TZctf6AdLLI/AAAAAAAABME/DHf4qDui_Es/s1600/DSCN1111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7HZ5RUX93-c/TZctf6AdLLI/AAAAAAAABME/DHf4qDui_Es/s320/DSCN1111.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590987488574123186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lepak makan burger dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And here's the bangles I told you about. The gold-like one is 10 EGP, the silver one is 7.50 EGP. Cheap cheap cheap. If anyone could point me to something cheaper than these (in Malaysia la), do lemme know. Tak kisah la branded or tepi jalan punya. Because this one is tepi jalan punya juga. Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4fsIACr6sbc/TZcsvo7JM9I/AAAAAAAABLc/nc6MmedtTuI/s1600/DSCN1118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4fsIACr6sbc/TZcsvo7JM9I/AAAAAAAABLc/nc6MmedtTuI/s320/DSCN1118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590986659354719186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, Dayang told me there's a sale in Quicksilver/Roxy and the belts are damn cheap! Wanna buy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-5926049054411902836?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/5926049054411902836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=5926049054411902836&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5926049054411902836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5926049054411902836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/belts-and-bangles.html' title='Belts and bangles.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nzxJC9ojBUw/TZcswabuotI/AAAAAAAABL0/rjFRmPlYIac/s72-c/DSCN1115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7106752854823437951</id><published>2011-04-01T12:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:37:22.357-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Marshmallows and ice-cream</title><content type='html'>I gotta admit. I have a crush on my senior. But this is a totally different type of crush. It's not the oh-my-I-would-really-like-to-be-his-girlfriend type of crush. No. I'm already beyond that. It's a oh-my-he's-so-cute type of crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I don't think I make myself very clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how you meet little kids and they're just so cute and you can't help smiling while looking at them? That's how I am with this senior of mine. He's just so cute and very gentle and...well, kind. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh don't get me wrong. Please. This is just a totally innocent crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, I'm dying to buy The Clique's Summer Collection. Which costs me 250 EGP, after discount (initial price is 380 EGP). And the collection has 5 books. Oh my. I've been thinking about the books for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neza, please help me and check your Yahoo e-mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHANXBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: The title of the post is totally random.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7106752854823437951?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7106752854823437951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7106752854823437951&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7106752854823437951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7106752854823437951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/marshmallows-and-ice-cream.html' title='Marshmallows and ice-cream'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-4301977273447339876</id><published>2011-04-01T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T11:26:58.910-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Been meaning to do this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;And finally the right mood came crashing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Song updates :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Taio Cruz - Little Bad Girl&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Adam Lambert - Aftermath&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Selena Gomez - Who says&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Ready Set - Young Forever&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trey Songz - When I See You&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Bieber ft Rascal Flatts - That Should Be Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Bieber ft Miley Cyrus - Overboard (Live)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Green Day - Cigarettes and Valentines&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chris Medina - What Are Words&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Christina Perri - Arms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Script - For The First Time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Death Cab For Cutie - You Are A Tourist&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frankie J - Crush&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hot Chelle Rae - Tonight Tonight&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jay Sean - Moment To Love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Panic At The Disco - Ballad of Monalisa&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ne Yo - Not Strong Enough&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pitbull - Something For the DJs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Friday Night Boys - Stuttering&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Wanted - All Time Low&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 Doors Down - When You're Young&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;30 Seconds To Mars - Closer To The Edge&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Auburn - All about Him&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Big Time Rush - Boyfriend&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Britney Spears - Till the world ends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Good Charlotte - Last Night&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hellogoodbye - Touchdown Turnaround&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Justin Bieber - Up&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plain White T's - Hate (I Really Don't Like You)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yellowcard - For You  And Your Denial&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Travie McCoy - We'll Be Alright&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trey Songz - Spray&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sean Kingston - What's My Name&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jay Sean - Moment To Love&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miley Cyrus - Who Owns My Heart&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bruno Mars - The Lazy Song&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bruno Mars - Marry you&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sean Kingston ft Justin Bieber - Won't Stop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Far East Movement - Candy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ciara - If Only&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please note, some of these songs aren't exactly new to you, but I lost track of how new they were and they've been rotten in my folder so I'm just gonna type it down. And, there's more actually, but my mood is starting to fade by now. That's all. Hope you enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-4301977273447339876?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/4301977273447339876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=4301977273447339876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4301977273447339876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4301977273447339876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/been-meaning-to-do-this.html' title='Been meaning to do this'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-64120219513762311</id><published>2011-04-01T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T09:06:49.313-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>and so it seems</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;this time i wanna share my experience on taking a share auto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its basically a common transport here in india.u can find it anywhere.seriously.ANYWHERE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pYtD_xW74MA/TZXveo936cI/AAAAAAAABLM/ivjB8se4Dgc/s320/taT%25C2%25A1Ana%255E%255E803.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590637822122387906" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats how an auto looks like.'scuse my lil friend there ^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing is you must be very very careful with the auto drivers here.most of them are liars, cheaters etc etc.come to think of it.ive never met one honest driver.yet (still hopeful here).and so.the least we would spend to get out from my sad place here to the nearest town would cost us more than rp100.which i find it quite expensive.i guess prolly that these drivers think that foreigners have lots of money -,- they should really check up on that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one fine day, i was suppose to go a rehearsal but i didnt have anyone to go with from my college.the other alternative was to go together with a bunch of students from another college.and yes i went with them.and that was the first time i heard about '' SHARE AUTO ''.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahh.you must be wondering why im so excited bout this particular auto.its because it is FREAKINGLY CHEAP!!!!!!i just had to pay rp10 to go anywhere!!its like a mini bus :) i was so shocked to get to know bout this.after all this while spending lotsa money just to get to the city.i was literally smiling from ear to ear.the amount of money we could've saved!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and yeah.since then we were determined to only take share autos.hehe.but the funy part is that we've only been on twice on it.since we never really have time to go out and all.and the latest ride was yesterday's.it was smooth as a baby's bottom ^^ we took an auto first.which we had to pay rp20 then took a share auto, rp10 to NSK = Skywalk, a shopping complex and watched a movie there.it was only like rp 17 only to get there and usually we'd spend rp150 on each ride (not splitted).we had to walk a lil but HEY.WE SAVED OUR BLOODY MONEY :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a hot afternoon and Baiey was complaining.look who's complaining.i was the one fasting :p yet so, we still arrived the complex in one piece.went straight up to the ticket booth and bought tickets for SUCKER PUNCH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and wow.they we're smokin :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 136px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CWPOdNWAiq0/TZX0QcuFeQI/AAAAAAAABLU/Ou0KXaKnztE/s320/tumblr_lip6dvOQWv1qgrlejo1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590643075874912514" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no wonder guys we're posting crazy bout this movie.i thought it srsly as awesome as i thought it would be.i guess.it would be really awesome if you're into games and all that.most of the time they we're BS-ing us people.come on guys.lets think for a sec.could one short hot blond girl kill 3 EFFINGLY BIG SOLDIERS? laughed a bit here and there thinking on how ridiculous this movie could get.i survived the movie but my beloved roomate was nicely sleeping throughout it :p i knew she wasnt really into this type of movies.i remember her saying&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"i like stories that we can relate to real life.like romantic love stories"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sorry Kavita.i thought it was gonna awesome.but theres always the good part in it:) the soundtracks were pretty awesome :D esp the starting song ' Sweet Dreams Are Made of This' and the quotes! the old guy do give inspirational sayings :D and so we went back home after that.and im proud to say that we came back before curfew.we've been scolded endless time by our warden.talk abt leaving school life huh? well.to sum up my post.its mainly abt share autos and how Sucker Punch sucked.lol.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;peace out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-64120219513762311?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/64120219513762311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=64120219513762311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/64120219513762311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/64120219513762311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/and-so-it-seems.html' title='and so it seems'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pYtD_xW74MA/TZXveo936cI/AAAAAAAABLM/ivjB8se4Dgc/s72-c/taT%25C2%25A1Ana%255E%255E803.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7964687457313781210</id><published>2011-04-01T03:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T03:46:30.715-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>6r9v6tb0nyhijkk,l,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Super bored. Super duper dipper. I actually have an assignment that I haven't even started doing.. I guess this is just how things get when you have too much free time. Seriously. Aaaarggghhhh! I can't even watch movie anymore. I'm too bored of it! What's happening to meeeee..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pray that I don't die out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;B O R E D !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7964687457313781210?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7964687457313781210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7964687457313781210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7964687457313781210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7964687457313781210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/04/6r9v6tb0nyhijkkl.html' title='6r9v6tb0nyhijkk,l,'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-382311519813135763</id><published>2011-03-30T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T11:27:47.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SpongeBob Square Pants in China</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/PxymwN7nYQQ?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ROFL :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-382311519813135763?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/382311519813135763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=382311519813135763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/382311519813135763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/382311519813135763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/spongebob-square-pants-in-china.html' title='SpongeBob Square Pants in China'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/PxymwN7nYQQ/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7428037855194091920</id><published>2011-03-29T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T10:01:53.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>I'm so pissed I don't care about the this post's title.</title><content type='html'>You would think that you know me. But you don't. And even if you did, I would just deny it completely, just so you won't act like you know me. Because frankly, that annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And speaking of things that annoy me, there are plenty of 'em actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like it when you start to ask around how I'm doing. I don't like it when you start telling people not to befriend me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you see? It makes you a control freak. IFREAKINGHATETHAT. No. I don't hate you. I just hate it how you're trying to control every single move I did. And it makes you look like you don't trust me. At all. Yes I know I fucked up. But it doesn't mean I will keep on fucking things up between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no problem at all, with you and all your girl friends. Because I FREAKING TRUST YOU. And FYI, I read your texts about some girl named Anis. I could easily be mad at you, for having another girl's name in your phone, but I don't. Why? BECAUSE I TRUST YOU. I know for fact who's your love, and who's your friend. So I don't need to point out to every girl friend of yours and demand to know what the hell is your relationship with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes I know I'm not perfect. I admit, I do check out other guys. BUT IT DOESN'T MEAN THAT I WANNA HOOK UP WITH EVERY SINGLE OF THEM goddammit. When I pass by a handsome guy, all I think is "wah hensem oo laki ni" and that's all! Even when I pass by a cute/pretty girl  would think to myself "wah comel/cantik oo pompuan ni" BUT THAT DOESN'T MEAN I WANNA HOOK UP WITH THEM right?? Because if it does, that will make me a lesbo. Which I could safely assure you, I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, tell me, do I look like a slut who wants to be with every guy friend she has? If yes, screw you! Why the fuck you still want to be with me? If no, then why you act like I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to think that you to be with me not because you really want to. It's like you are trying to prove something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You thought that acting you're jealous is cute. No. It's not. I freaking hate that. Do you really need to ask me 10 times with whom I'm chatting with, when in fact I already told you repeatedly that I'm chatting with you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we need to work on our trust issue. Well, YOUR trust issue mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh. I sometimes do wish I'm single and free as a bird, so I could do any single fucking thing I want, and my way. I mean, even my mum isn't as controlling as you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FML.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7428037855194091920?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7428037855194091920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7428037855194091920&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7428037855194091920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7428037855194091920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/im-so-pissed-i-dont-care-about-this.html' title='I&apos;m so pissed I don&apos;t care about the this post&apos;s title.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-5033369999565680218</id><published>2011-03-29T07:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T07:22:50.744-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Melaka + Seoul</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Melaka + Seoul.. whattt? No.. Not Seoul as in the state, but a restaurant :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week, was a splendid one. For me. I went to Melaka, followed my friend back to her place. As predicted, we went to A Famosa, took several pictures, and then went shopping. Nothing much actually.. But it was a nice trip anyway. Pssst. I also bought a bubble gun! ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;By Sunday, I went back to MMU and the next day we went to eat at Seoul Garden. The food is scrumptious! Yuuuummmmmm. Gawd, now I'm craving for it *drool*. I pretty much lost my mood to type on the gory details, so I'm just gonna post few pictures. A picture speaks a thousand words aite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-93WDy5Pt8q8/TZHqpzMnK_I/AAAAAAAABKw/EZ60iaLSw3w/s1600/DSCN0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-93WDy5Pt8q8/TZHqpzMnK_I/AAAAAAAABKw/EZ60iaLSw3w/s320/DSCN0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589506616382139378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3pOSSVa0Lqk/TZHqqKcJVmI/AAAAAAAABK4/EmtJI079YYM/s1600/DSCN0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3pOSSVa0Lqk/TZHqqKcJVmI/AAAAAAAABK4/EmtJI079YYM/s320/DSCN0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589506622621308514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QCP6obUpquM/TZHqER_ooxI/AAAAAAAABKg/1-ak-sVCcgc/s1600/DSCN0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QCP6obUpquM/TZHqER_ooxI/AAAAAAAABKg/1-ak-sVCcgc/s320/DSCN0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589505971814179602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgWw1d98-2o/TZHqD08L5cI/AAAAAAAABKY/-JSUd1NEIvU/s1600/DSCN0096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgWw1d98-2o/TZHqD08L5cI/AAAAAAAABKY/-JSUd1NEIvU/s320/DSCN0096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589505964015084994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tNxXc0tebl8/TZHqDi7ZFtI/AAAAAAAABKQ/_Z7AHlzfiWo/s1600/DSCN0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tNxXc0tebl8/TZHqDi7ZFtI/AAAAAAAABKQ/_Z7AHlzfiWo/s320/DSCN0123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589505959179917010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2vJrtksZZI/TZHqDTDnnyI/AAAAAAAABKI/8UueR5d4Wt0/s1600/DSCN0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P2vJrtksZZI/TZHqDTDnnyI/AAAAAAAABKI/8UueR5d4Wt0/s320/DSCN0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589505954919456546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OzkOTjJBrvo/TZHqElX3fPI/AAAAAAAABKo/d8Q3db_aeTI/s1600/DSCN0130.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OzkOTjJBrvo/TZHqElX3fPI/AAAAAAAABKo/d8Q3db_aeTI/s320/DSCN0130.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589505977016089842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Seoul G!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-93WDy5Pt8q8/TZHqpzMnK_I/AAAAAAAABKw/EZ60iaLSw3w/s1600/DSCN0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-93WDy5Pt8q8/TZHqpzMnK_I/AAAAAAAABKw/EZ60iaLSw3w/s320/DSCN0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589506616382139378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The raw food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sorry too lazy to put caption :P and sorry again the pictures are a little bit messed up. I bet you know which one is the Melaka pictures and otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-5033369999565680218?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/5033369999565680218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=5033369999565680218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5033369999565680218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5033369999565680218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/melaka-seoul.html' title='Melaka + Seoul'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-93WDy5Pt8q8/TZHqpzMnK_I/AAAAAAAABKw/EZ60iaLSw3w/s72-c/DSCN0138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-5191584691340727656</id><published>2011-03-26T03:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T04:06:48.351-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Attention to girls who love taking self-shot photos.</title><content type='html'>To girls yang suka posing in suggestive ways in their profile pictures. Why aa? Trying to poke at men's interest ka? And yang still under-aged, trying to poke at pedophile's interest ka?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What exactly you are trying to establish? Purposely angkat kamera tinggi2, to show your nonexistent cleavage and your repulsive cellulited-thighs? Please, have some self-respect you girls. Don't you ever think what will happen when you post the pictures? Imagine a random guy (who might be a stranger, or even your friend) getting turned on by your pictures. And he, God forbid, jerk off by imagining you, thanks to your plentiful suggestive pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Euw. That's just truly disgusting. It's like you were raped, except that you didn't know you were fcuked. Which is worse I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So girls, next time you wanna take a self-shot picture, please remember what I wrote.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHANXBYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-5191584691340727656?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/5191584691340727656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=5191584691340727656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5191584691340727656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5191584691340727656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/attention-to-girls-who-love-taking-self.html' title='Attention to girls who love taking self-shot photos.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8617572558399800369</id><published>2011-03-26T01:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T02:29:26.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>It's never too early for a wishlist.</title><content type='html'>Every year, I see people struggling when trying to buy a present for someone. Especially when it comes to birthday presents. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why I'm writing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in case you are wondering what to buy me for my birthday (which is on November, and yes I know it's 8 months to my birthday but heck I'm giving you guys time to save up money for my presents :P), here's a list of what I would like to have (please note that I accept presents even when it's not my birthday. Thank you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Novels (more on this later)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ipod&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Handphones&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New laptop&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A car (I'm not fastidious so don't worry)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A house (OK ini sebagai hadiah birthday agak melampau tapi manataw kamu dapat rumah free and you don't know what to do with it, better give it to me. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bangles and bracelets, especially charm bracelets&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shirts and blouses (preferably t-shirt but please, no baby tees)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tudungs and shawls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bags&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shoes (but this one is tricky since I have wider feet, compared to the average size, and I might not fit into the shoes that you bought)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Key-chains (because I collect 'em)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Any girl's accessories might do. The thing yang orang usually gantung2 di handphones, buttons/badges yang orang pin di beg dorang (I don't really know what to call 'em cuz I usually just call it buttons)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gift vouchers, preferably RM100 and above.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;And that, ladies and gentlemen, ends my wish list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s: To be honest, it's easier to buy a girl a present than to buy for a guy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8617572558399800369?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8617572558399800369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8617572558399800369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8617572558399800369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8617572558399800369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/its-never-too-early-for-wishlist.html' title='It&apos;s never too early for a wishlist.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-6912858171010184225</id><published>2011-03-21T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:13:29.438-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Movie update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LtJlllrcpmY/TFoisOhoX1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/vvbeiLBcyAw/s1600/beastly.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 486px; height: 720px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LtJlllrcpmY/TFoisOhoX1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/vvbeiLBcyAw/s1600/beastly.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;I LOVE THIS MOVIE&lt;/span&gt;. Seriously. Its funny plus lovely and omg, just everything! Maybe, its not to much liking for some of you, but I really love it. At first, I wanted to watch it so desperately because it stars my favourite actors/ess. And of course, I don't regret watching it at all. In fact, I wanna watch it again! And I love Neil Patrick Harris. He's so just...ohhh... he's just really OSEM. And kinda good looking :) Anna &amp;amp; Myra, you should watch this! Don't know if you're gonna love it, but I bet you would! See the details here http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1152398/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Right now, I'm waiting for Red Riding Hood http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1486185/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Not sure if its nice, but seems like it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;OH! I've also watched Mars Needs Moms! This one is also hilarrrious. Best part is watching how they made the movie at the end of it. So if you're gonna watch it, don't leave the cinema when the movie ends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I actually have quiz at 4pm. Guess I gotta continue studying. Toodles! ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-6912858171010184225?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/6912858171010184225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=6912858171010184225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6912858171010184225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6912858171010184225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/movie-update.html' title='Movie update'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_LtJlllrcpmY/TFoisOhoX1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/vvbeiLBcyAw/s72-c/beastly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-4809828272849120730</id><published>2011-03-19T09:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T09:24:48.071-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>waaaaaaah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6OcPwQgRi3w&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;vanity theft - anatomy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La Laine a.k.a Miranda from Lizzie McGuirre :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-4809828272849120730?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/4809828272849120730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=4809828272849120730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4809828272849120730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4809828272849120730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/waaaaaaah.html' title='waaaaaaah'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7142011501898917437</id><published>2011-03-18T10:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T10:10:35.165-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ROFL</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/8INqOA34kd0?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch the video I posted below, THEN watch this. Have fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7142011501898917437?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7142011501898917437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7142011501898917437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7142011501898917437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7142011501898917437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/rofl.html' title='ROFL'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/8INqOA34kd0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8936721496853386403</id><published>2011-03-18T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T10:09:49.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Rebecca Black - Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CD2LRROpph0?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="480" frameborder="0" height="295"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"AWESOME" songggg. check this one out if you haven't :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8936721496853386403?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8936721496853386403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8936721496853386403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8936721496853386403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8936721496853386403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/rebecca-black-friday.html' title='Rebecca Black - Friday'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CD2LRROpph0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-6633145673493286282</id><published>2011-03-17T03:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T03:20:01.709-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Happy Happy Birthdayyy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy Birthday To Mohd Ikhwan Chacho..&lt;/span&gt; :) May you have the greatest birthday ever and dimurahkan rezeki..&lt;/span&gt;Blajar bagus2 wawan.. Jgan lupa kami sahabat2 kau di MRSM..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Actually I have a great story to share, but, toooo laaazzzyyy to type right now. Feeling more like playing games ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;p/s : Oit wawan! Napa blog ko private? Teda lg invite kami ne.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-6633145673493286282?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/6633145673493286282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=6633145673493286282&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6633145673493286282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6633145673493286282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/happy-happy-birthdayyy.html' title='Happy Happy Birthdayyy'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-6013399153903734169</id><published>2011-03-15T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T09:48:46.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Xiaxue's Guide To Life: Blogging</title><content type='html'>I'm not really an avid blog reader. I only read some blogs. I mean, heck, I'm not really interested in knowing what another boring day you have, and how you are sorry for not updating your blog because you are busy and you don't have any mood and all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, another reason why I hate blog reading is because of the blog itself. Fonts too small, fonts too curvy and complicated for an easy read, the blog is too colourful till my eyes hurt, too many widgets and all nonsense that made your blog sooo damn slow to load, and last but not the very least, the music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean, c'mon. Why on earth would you put music on your blog?? Even one of Singapore's top bloggers agree with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When it comes to no-no's in blogging I guess the first one would be to put music in your blog because that would just annoy people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really, really annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's annoying enough for me to click off a page, rather than to search your whole complicated clustered page for where your stupid embedded youtube video is and click pause. I mean I rather just click, I don't want to read this anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's really irritating especially when somebody is listening to some song on their comp and then your music is mixed with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like nobody cares about what music you like la. So annoying.&lt;/blockquote&gt;That's basically what she said in this video of hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/15045490"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xiaxue's Guide To Life: Blogging&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, ladies and gentlemen, do me a favor and remove the music from your blog now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHANXBYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-6013399153903734169?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/6013399153903734169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=6013399153903734169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6013399153903734169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6013399153903734169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/xiaxues-guide-to-life-blogging.html' title='Xiaxue&apos;s Guide To Life: Blogging'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8697154093627290061</id><published>2011-03-09T21:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T02:01:35.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Be prepared to be amazeddddddd</title><content type='html'>OK so now I'm in the mood in doing the blog's background. Nothing special though. Found some tutorials on how to make your own background and I'm pretty excited to do it yaw. Though I'm not really that creative, so I'm not really sure if the combination of the images I use is nice. Hoping that I could ask for Neza's and Anna's opinions, but then that will only delay the process. Because I can't waaaaiittttt to do this. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, must do other important stuff first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHNXBYE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so I din managed to amazed u guys. The background still sucks. Haha. Sorryyyyyy. Will try to do better than this. It's just I'm lacking of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, credits to &lt;a href="http://www.kevinandamanda.com/whatsnew/tutorials/how-to-make-a-scrapbook-blog-background.html"&gt;KevinAndAmanda.com&lt;/a&gt; for the tutorial on how to do the background. It's very helpful yaw and once you've know the basics, you could do it all by yourself. Oh and not to forget &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyprincess.com/downloads.asp"&gt;Shabby Princess&lt;/a&gt; for the scrapbook source.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UPDATE 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed the header too. Eh can do laaa for a newbie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8697154093627290061?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8697154093627290061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8697154093627290061&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8697154093627290061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8697154093627290061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/be-prepared-to-be-amazeddddddd.html' title='Be prepared to be amazeddddddd'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-739023799292221498</id><published>2011-03-05T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T10:58:10.913-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>Nothing weighs lighter than a promise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;A &lt;b&gt;promise&lt;/b&gt; is a commitment by someone to do or not do something.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica; min-height: 16.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;In An-Nahl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, God forbids Muslims&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; to break their promises after they have confirmed them. All promises are regarded as having Allah as their witness and guarantor. In the Hadith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, the Prophet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; states that a Muslim who made a promise and then saw a better thing to do, should do the better thing and then make an act of atonement for breaking the promise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Helvetica; min-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;for i have made a promise to someone that i really care about.i don't know why but i really feel like its a very huge responsibility.i actually mean what i say.i don't wanna be the type of people who makes promises and don't honor them.promises are a really big thing for me.even pinky promises.just felt like letting it out.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;I WILL HONOR MY PROMISE TO YOU.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;just letting you guys know that im coming back this May :D yipee-dee-doo!! gonna meet my dad that i havent seen for nearly a year (T.T) wuaaaaa.i miss him so so so so so much.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;PAPAAAAAAAAAAA.I MISS YOUUUUUU &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-left: 0px; line-height: 19px; font: normal normal normal 13px/normal Helvetica; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;the only way we communicate is through skype or phone.which we rarely do.its quite awkward actually talking through the phoneand all.i prefer live contact .where i can tease his belly, hug him and all.though i dont miss his looooooooong lectures.hehe.CANT WAAAAIT.mama bought me tickets already :D smilling from ear to ear now.gonna leave Chennai on the 1st of May, 0010 hours.ahh.gonna be one of the happiest goodbyes in my life.and im gonna have 1 month hol.which i can imagine it passes very very fast :/ then back to good ol MADC &gt;,&lt;&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;ive finally reached my 100th post :D LETS CELEBRATE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TwonVHak7_A/TXM-fSES08I/AAAAAAAABJM/g92hGokn2gE/s400/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-06%2Bat%2B1.25.47%2BPM.png.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580873070388892610" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;hehe.imma slow updater.i procrastinate a lot.a lot means A LOT.a habit which i wish that could be deleted easily.that can just be drag to the Trash.that that...ahhhhh.words are just meaningless.haha.PROCRASTINATION KILLS. or so i tell myself each time i feel lazy but yet still ignore it.hee.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;ian.i miss you so.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 6.0px 0.0px; line-height: 19.0px; font: 13.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-739023799292221498?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/739023799292221498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=739023799292221498&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/739023799292221498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/739023799292221498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/nothing-weights-lighter-than-promise.html' title='Nothing weighs lighter than a promise.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TwonVHak7_A/TXM-fSES08I/AAAAAAAABJM/g92hGokn2gE/s72-c/Screen%2Bshot%2B2011-03-06%2Bat%2B1.25.47%2BPM.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-418998685998849607</id><published>2011-03-04T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-09T19:53:50.784-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>This post is dedicated to that person who didn't have FB and missed out on the pics I posted there. You know who you are.</title><content type='html'>Disclaimer: Pictures does not necessarily in order. The writer is too lazy to arranged the pictures in the correct sequence due to hunger. And due to the significant amount of photos in the post, please click below to read the rest of the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name='more'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vbymDLfPUmU/TXD5eNzM5yI/AAAAAAAABI8/9DI9L2okAyA/s1600/DSCN0106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vbymDLfPUmU/TXD5eNzM5yI/AAAAAAAABI8/9DI9L2okAyA/s320/DSCN0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580234235807852322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ni bangunan baru. OK obviously this is not abuilding, but a sign(?) but you could see it sparkles with "new-ness". Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXFjRLlEy6A/TXD5d6udjSI/AAAAAAAABI0/boC5kaPF1AU/s1600/Image009%2B%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wXFjRLlEy6A/TXD5d6udjSI/AAAAAAAABI0/boC5kaPF1AU/s320/Image009%2B%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580234230687698210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ni bangunan lama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fRDkh6D6JY8/TXDiu5TtWRI/AAAAAAAABD8/fi6BbYs9iks/s1600/DSCN0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fRDkh6D6JY8/TXDiu5TtWRI/AAAAAAAABD8/fi6BbYs9iks/s320/DSCN0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580209233597389074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;New building.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXq2ZCFQ2cM/TXDgDk2mP4I/AAAAAAAABDc/V3rx8rfzotw/s1600/DSCN0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UXq2ZCFQ2cM/TXDgDk2mP4I/AAAAAAAABDc/V3rx8rfzotw/s320/DSCN0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580206290348949378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdoIojpICOM/TXD4E2pO7sI/AAAAAAAABIs/Al8WcfNYOO4/s1600/DSCN0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LdoIojpICOM/TXD4E2pO7sI/AAAAAAAABIs/Al8WcfNYOO4/s320/DSCN0588.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580232700583669442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bukan agenda atau ingin mencontohi Freemason/Illuminati/Dajjal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cPF_QunMe7U/TXD3t6fJ4tI/AAAAAAAABIk/9QeVEpWrapQ/s1600/DSCN0587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cPF_QunMe7U/TXD3t6fJ4tI/AAAAAAAABIk/9QeVEpWrapQ/s320/DSCN0587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580232306478146258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0_B4VV86wg/TXD3tvpBpgI/AAAAAAAABIc/Yj7zlg4gr3c/s1600/DSCN0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B0_B4VV86wg/TXD3tvpBpgI/AAAAAAAABIc/Yj7zlg4gr3c/s320/DSCN0584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580232303566759426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Gambar makanan kapal mesti amik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4muiA5fOvpo/TXD3tAcPyII/AAAAAAAABIU/8Y53qQZt2q8/s1600/DSCN0580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4muiA5fOvpo/TXD3tAcPyII/AAAAAAAABIU/8Y53qQZt2q8/s320/DSCN0580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580232290896693378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1eWo0bxa9AU/TXD3sxARZEI/AAAAAAAABIM/XlKKgsjwpmc/s1600/DSCN0575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1eWo0bxa9AU/TXD3sxARZEI/AAAAAAAABIM/XlKKgsjwpmc/s320/DSCN0575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580232286752826434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Airport 2nd yang kami pigi. The correct one. Kin kasian ni airport. Tak caya? See below picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z3VtG3uPMaQ/TXD3sSYq3pI/AAAAAAAABIE/v3vP8_HfBdg/s1600/DSCN0571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z3VtG3uPMaQ/TXD3sSYq3pI/AAAAAAAABIE/v3vP8_HfBdg/s320/DSCN0571.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580232278533660306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the waiting place. Sedih kan? Cannot wait inside. No waiting place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oyXO7jw4_VA/TXDy6JAkcvI/AAAAAAAABH8/6onS9s0PSLc/s1600/DSCN0568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oyXO7jw4_VA/TXDy6JAkcvI/AAAAAAAABH8/6onS9s0PSLc/s320/DSCN0568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580227018976686834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzQrRZkspgE/TXDy5ivi6TI/AAAAAAAABH0/hC80oFUWmkA/s1600/DSCN0559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZzQrRZkspgE/TXDy5ivi6TI/AAAAAAAABH0/hC80oFUWmkA/s320/DSCN0559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580227008704735538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dMx5_8nKqU0/TXDy5Kou3xI/AAAAAAAABHs/CsQUgmd8Y4c/s1600/DSCN0555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dMx5_8nKqU0/TXDy5Kou3xI/AAAAAAAABHs/CsQUgmd8Y4c/s320/DSCN0555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580227002233708306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pbSxDTbmZIw/TXDy49FzJCI/AAAAAAAABHk/PyYelIgVgYg/s1600/DSCN0553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pbSxDTbmZIw/TXDy49FzJCI/AAAAAAAABHk/PyYelIgVgYg/s320/DSCN0553.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580226998597526562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mentang2 sikit ja orang, terus conquer la ni tempat, bikin cam rumah sendiri? Oh btw this is the 1st airport we went to. Nice la. Even though a bit small. Paling nda banyak orang la kan di sini. Haha. Too bad this is the wrong airport so we had to go to the 2nd airport. Which is not syiok. At all. Nasib ja nda payah bermalam di sana (the 2nd airport).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-saVVgnjhB_c/TXDy4tB4MpI/AAAAAAAABHc/eYlznQnNS1k/s1600/DSCN0549.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-saVVgnjhB_c/TXDy4tB4MpI/AAAAAAAABHc/eYlznQnNS1k/s320/DSCN0549.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580226994286113426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hehe, cam taw2 plak dorang ni taw, kasi dekat2 itu dua tempat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xV5usnvP0O0/TXDw7fxleMI/AAAAAAAABHU/5c5MWWtMmlI/s1600/DSCN0537.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xV5usnvP0O0/TXDw7fxleMI/AAAAAAAABHU/5c5MWWtMmlI/s320/DSCN0537.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580224843244468418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Awkward pose. Sila ignore. This is the 1st airport we went to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQWihuQX0a4/TXDw7ArXQII/AAAAAAAABHM/kLeSKaM7FYo/s1600/DSCN0536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tQWihuQX0a4/TXDw7ArXQII/AAAAAAAABHM/kLeSKaM7FYo/s320/DSCN0536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580224834896871554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siap ada fountain lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hHE2LqgDue8/TXDw6re1--I/AAAAAAAABHE/m5QTTgDs3U8/s1600/DSCN0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hHE2LqgDue8/TXDw6re1--I/AAAAAAAABHE/m5QTTgDs3U8/s320/DSCN0493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580224829207215074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDXJ3H0qCAw/TXDw6DTqDJI/AAAAAAAABG8/X59nowqg2rk/s1600/DSCN0501.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bDXJ3H0qCAw/TXDw6DTqDJI/AAAAAAAABG8/X59nowqg2rk/s320/DSCN0501.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580224818422877330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZINNT-XTOvo/TXDw53Rg8gI/AAAAAAAABG0/r6hwif3wUcs/s1600/DSCN0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZINNT-XTOvo/TXDw53Rg8gI/AAAAAAAABG0/r6hwif3wUcs/s320/DSCN0502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580224815192666626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HwdSw8d4tcE/TXDuyiBXhqI/AAAAAAAABGs/0R-y4lWd4pQ/s1600/DSCN0482.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HwdSw8d4tcE/TXDuyiBXhqI/AAAAAAAABGs/0R-y4lWd4pQ/s320/DSCN0482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580222490205456034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2nd batch of demonstrators&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oK2iundb1ls/TXDuybMUWBI/AAAAAAAABGk/ydMe424RX7s/s1600/DSCN0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oK2iundb1ls/TXDuybMUWBI/AAAAAAAABGk/ydMe424RX7s/s320/DSCN0473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580222488372336658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;1st batch of demonstrators.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUyoVvj-Vts/TXDuyO_TyyI/AAAAAAAABGc/R8JmlHgOWV0/s1600/DSCN0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EUyoVvj-Vts/TXDuyO_TyyI/AAAAAAAABGc/R8JmlHgOWV0/s320/DSCN0472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580222485096549154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kat sini pun ada anjing. Bukan setakat unta OK? Haha. Well, to be honest, never see a camel here in Alexandria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-385HyisJVGo/TXDuxh0nyzI/AAAAAAAABGU/JKzuNuS2G6E/s1600/DSCN0464.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-385HyisJVGo/TXDuxh0nyzI/AAAAAAAABGU/JKzuNuS2G6E/s320/DSCN0464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580222472972127026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The St. Stefano. Actually yang tinggi2 tu hotel. Four Seasons. The mall is behind the hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kdUsIVFCQvI/TXDuxTMZzGI/AAAAAAAABGM/NUtZ88QMmaE/s1600/DSCN0457.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kdUsIVFCQvI/TXDuxTMZzGI/AAAAAAAABGM/NUtZ88QMmaE/s320/DSCN0457.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580222469045341282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Every mall ada benda ni. The one yang screen you for...I dunno. Metal objects perhaps?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pT4f8vnzfUQ/TXDrXBliYdI/AAAAAAAABGE/cy64Ije4-a8/s1600/DSCN0449.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pT4f8vnzfUQ/TXDrXBliYdI/AAAAAAAABGE/cy64Ije4-a8/s320/DSCN0449.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580218719107441106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Solat jumaat di St Stefano pun boleh. FYI, it's a shopping mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5MNc-A4SeG8/TXDrW6UFd0I/AAAAAAAABF8/GCIYyQwl1rs/s1600/DSCN0420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5MNc-A4SeG8/TXDrW6UFd0I/AAAAAAAABF8/GCIYyQwl1rs/s320/DSCN0420.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580218717155194690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nD-N7Lynaxg/TXDrWhHvLTI/AAAAAAAABF0/9VTB09m06-8/s1600/DSCN0418%25282%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nD-N7Lynaxg/TXDrWhHvLTI/AAAAAAAABF0/9VTB09m06-8/s320/DSCN0418%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580218710392515890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6KkAaG8CiOc/TXDrWVhdPbI/AAAAAAAABFs/OP2qooMzb4s/s1600/DSCN0269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6KkAaG8CiOc/TXDrWVhdPbI/AAAAAAAABFs/OP2qooMzb4s/s320/DSCN0269.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580218707279166898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kat sini pun ada fun fair OK?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hVR9fiPIU38/TXDrVzWGMUI/AAAAAAAABFk/Xr3F2iCxOZQ/s1600/DSCN0284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hVR9fiPIU38/TXDrVzWGMUI/AAAAAAAABFk/Xr3F2iCxOZQ/s320/DSCN0284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580218698104713538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Muka excited maw naik Drop Zone. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OqTw_-z5_ds/TXDokRNzqII/AAAAAAAABFc/IlgxUy2rgoM/s1600/DSCN0286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OqTw_-z5_ds/TXDokRNzqII/AAAAAAAABFc/IlgxUy2rgoM/s320/DSCN0286.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580215648106293378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'd conquered the Drop Zone. Have you? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yaPh5KhBSwk/TXDokEC13AI/AAAAAAAABFU/ND57DxVUO9s/s1600/DSCN0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yaPh5KhBSwk/TXDokEC13AI/AAAAAAAABFU/ND57DxVUO9s/s320/DSCN0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580215644570639362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kitorang kat sini pun ada Pizza Hut, Domino's Pizza, KFC, McD ok? Bukan semua makanan Arab OK? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0nbCkhOafk/TXDoj2sJj3I/AAAAAAAABFM/EjqXAwr4xAQ/s1600/DSCN0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0nbCkhOafk/TXDoj2sJj3I/AAAAAAAABFM/EjqXAwr4xAQ/s320/DSCN0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580215640985800562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Close up on how to say/write KFC in Arabic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y_dAFUh_zW0/TXDojggeKKI/AAAAAAAABFE/DF-ErEDBXbc/s1600/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y_dAFUh_zW0/TXDojggeKKI/AAAAAAAABFE/DF-ErEDBXbc/s320/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580215635031238818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Islam itu mudah. Solat kat luar masjid je la kalau dalam masjid dah penuh. Biarlah kat tepi jalan sekali pun. Oh and FYI, at this time, dah tak cukup ruang kan, so ada gak orang bentang tikar on the road. Yes, literally ON the road, nak solat. Pandai2 la kereta tu nak belok so tak terlanggar orang. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6x0Zpxi4DU/TXDojdiPYyI/AAAAAAAABE8/p0-kPBsbAHw/s1600/Image009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-V6x0Zpxi4DU/TXDojdiPYyI/AAAAAAAABE8/p0-kPBsbAHw/s320/Image009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580215634233352994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bangunan tinggi2 doesn't mean dia maju. Mostly rumah je yang tinggi2 tu. Macam flat gitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JNaw6zXZmRc/TXDmi_JWHcI/AAAAAAAABEs/AHqfC-0q8ic/s1600/DSCN0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JNaw6zXZmRc/TXDmi_JWHcI/AAAAAAAABEs/AHqfC-0q8ic/s320/DSCN0122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580213427052617154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1tSaHe2W7k/TXDmiguLKvI/AAAAAAAABEk/4FrRr6gzY9I/s1600/DSCN0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-L1tSaHe2W7k/TXDmiguLKvI/AAAAAAAABEk/4FrRr6gzY9I/s320/DSCN0222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580213418885589746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ErA-WQAk4U0/TXDmiV0L3aI/AAAAAAAABEc/0VqQKtaXyr4/s1600/DSCN0051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ErA-WQAk4U0/TXDmiV0L3aI/AAAAAAAABEc/0VqQKtaXyr4/s320/DSCN0051.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580213415958011298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7uN6gJAvcK0/TXDivnnqHFI/AAAAAAAABEM/1a5qeWHZnTU/s1600/DSCN0041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7uN6gJAvcK0/TXDivnnqHFI/AAAAAAAABEM/1a5qeWHZnTU/s320/DSCN0041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580209246029093970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Points to take note:&lt;br /&gt;- Kerusi yang di-multipurpose-kan sebagai tempat menggantung sweater.&lt;br /&gt;- Meja yang di-multipurpose-kan sebagat tempat makan (esp during breakfast), tempat belajar, and as ironing board.&lt;br /&gt;- As an avid reader, novel mesti ada. Could see 4 out of (5? 6? I forgot...haha) novels I have. Ceh :P&lt;br /&gt;- Horlicks yang dikirim dari Malaysia. No Horlicks in Egypt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9_ZnfE8p-4/TXDivMd803I/AAAAAAAABEE/ZtMzTsqkw9c/s1600/DSCN0042.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u9_ZnfE8p-4/TXDivMd803I/AAAAAAAABEE/ZtMzTsqkw9c/s320/DSCN0042.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580209238740620146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My breakfast. If we're not too late to go to the class laa. Haha. OK kadang2 makan roti, cereal, not necessarily just biscuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ebB3nIUlXI/TXDgD6BlbiI/AAAAAAAABDk/LGMa8JYQyLM/s1600/DSCN0156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5ebB3nIUlXI/TXDgD6BlbiI/AAAAAAAABDk/LGMa8JYQyLM/s320/DSCN0156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580206296032177698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kasian. Bida' ni sign. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ncAmIlPba4A/TXDgDQsk8PI/AAAAAAAABDU/YnGDi9GgTzk/s1600/DSC06062.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ncAmIlPba4A/TXDgDQsk8PI/AAAAAAAABDU/YnGDi9GgTzk/s320/DSC06062.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580206284938211570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;SIAPA CAKAP SINI TEDA SHOPPING MALL + WAYANG?? tumbuk kamu sana. haha.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F94sOe64cpE/TXDiuXSxoKI/AAAAAAAABDs/KE7rvycWMzs/s1600/DSC05543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F94sOe64cpE/TXDiuXSxoKI/AAAAAAAABDs/KE7rvycWMzs/s320/DSC05543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580209224466669730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ni tiket wayang. Cam kin kesian jugala ni tiket. Haha. Well atleast got  cinema OK? And no, we din watch some Arabic movie. This is either &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1414382/"&gt;You, Again&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0926084/"&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sdu84mPNoqk/TXD6RVcJlUI/AAAAAAAABJE/sa3NsSjwUrM/s1600/DSC06067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sdu84mPNoqk/TXD6RVcJlUI/AAAAAAAABJE/sa3NsSjwUrM/s320/DSC06067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580235114031977794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siok ini movie. But I din watch it here la. I tengok kat Malaysia je. Free gitu :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6lDyfXgEnYc/TXDeG024Y-I/AAAAAAAABC8/WMHZ_qgjWYE/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6lDyfXgEnYc/TXDeG024Y-I/AAAAAAAABC8/WMHZ_qgjWYE/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580204147161457634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mOZswo9yT-g/TXDeGoHRKmI/AAAAAAAABC0/JfPDf3gt7Sk/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mOZswo9yT-g/TXDeGoHRKmI/AAAAAAAABC0/JfPDf3gt7Sk/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580204143740529250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gdmy-HXeRgQ/TXDeGk8MVXI/AAAAAAAABCs/6r42cQO5I6k/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Gdmy-HXeRgQ/TXDeGk8MVXI/AAAAAAAABCs/6r42cQO5I6k/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580204142888768882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The last one is my current FB profile picture, Neza. Using Saiful Amri's DSLR (dunno what's the model, only know that it's a Nikon). Only kamera mahal can capture this kind of picture. Haha. But I still don't want to buy a DSLR. Just not my type.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-418998685998849607?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/418998685998849607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=418998685998849607&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/418998685998849607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/418998685998849607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/this-post-is-dedicated-to-that-person.html' title='This post is dedicated to that person who didn&apos;t have FB and missed out on the pics I posted there. You know who you are.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vbymDLfPUmU/TXD5eNzM5yI/AAAAAAAABI8/9DI9L2okAyA/s72-c/DSCN0106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-5749373894565610363</id><published>2011-03-02T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T08:15:28.040-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Flames of ambition</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've always had the passion to play piano. Screw passion, maybe just high interest. And those flames of ambition were just reignited back again when I listened to several songs in piano version 5 mins ago. Some of it played by typical teenagers like us, and some by professionals, and some, well I don't really know who they are. But nonetheless, I just love how they can play a good song out of that musical instrument. I don't know why I chose to have high interest over piano than any other musical instruments. Back at primary school, most of my friends entered piano class and they are always discussing in class which grade they  were, or what song they just learned to play, etc etc. And one day I gained my courage, asked my dad about it; ME entering piano class. Calmly enough he responded "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mana boleh.. Yan besar suda. Mesti belajar dari kecik ba tu. Kawan2 Yan tu lucky la ambil kelas dari dulu.&lt;/span&gt;" And I believed him 100%. Funny, I just learned the truth when I was 16 years old when I asked my junior why she had to go back every weekend (from asrama) and she said it's because she had piano lessons. And I spilled about my interest and how unlucky I was blah blah blah. Brows raised, she told me she started taking those lessons when she was 13. That got me puzzled and it took me long enough to realize that my father actually tricked me! An understanding girl I am, I believed he has his reasons as to why he actually said that. I haven't really figured out those reasons until now, but it didn't matter. Truthfully, I have a lot of goals, vague ones mostly, for example "I want to be a more charismatic person." or "I want to be a good Muslim." or "I want to be at the top of the class." - and the list goes on. But then they all eventually die down, probably because I'm just a lazy person. They're there, but I just didn't quite strive enough. They have to be reignited often, and I believe all of you knows how that feels like. Anyhow, I hope to be 'reignited' often enough to achieve my goals! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-5749373894565610363?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/5749373894565610363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=5749373894565610363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5749373894565610363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5749373894565610363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/flames-of-ambition.html' title='Flames of ambition'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-1857581246579353897</id><published>2011-03-01T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T09:07:27.715-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Hello March, Hello Layout :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hi peeps! Like the new look? Sorry if you're not a fan of it. Was just playing around and accidentally made some changes without having the option to turn it all back to the original one. So I went through it all, made several changes. By the way, February haven't really been a good month for me, so I'm hoping March would treat me nicely. Be nice to me March! And to all of you too, of course. I'm having my driving seminar tomorrow.. I know I have em late unlike you guys out there. So.. gotta sleep early or else I'm gonna yawn all the way. BTW, Anna sorry I missed out on your call.. And to Nisa, hope to hang out with you soon enough. I really really really miss you guys. And alllll of my friends.. Sonia, Wek, Pilay, Eir, Bab, Pinaz etc.. Urgh! Feeling like giving you guys a big bear hug right now! Off to bed. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;p/s: Tatiana Phakdee! You have our support babe, be strong aight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-1857581246579353897?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/1857581246579353897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=1857581246579353897&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1857581246579353897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1857581246579353897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/03/hello-march-hello-layout.html' title='Hello March, Hello Layout :)'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7552414323308585703</id><published>2011-02-28T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T11:54:25.957-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>eeeeeeeeeeeee.saya tension yang teramat sangat ni.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEXBKbTrb_o/TWuXgXmo6xI/AAAAAAAABCk/YHC3Q-Qcsbw/s1600/stress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEXBKbTrb_o/TWuXgXmo6xI/AAAAAAAABCk/YHC3Q-Qcsbw/s320/stress.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578719145776179986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;ive been having tests non-stop.and im really getting tensed up -,- honestly.ive never really studied this much.not even fr my spm.my life now is just disastrous.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;sleep - wake up - mandi - class (till 3pm) - sleep (till 4pm) - mandi - study - till maybe probably 7 like that. - eat - study - sleep&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;ok.so maybe not directly.did have breaks here and there.but still.been complaining here and there but theres nothing much they can do either.suka nda suka i have to live up with it la kan :/ and everyones been telling me that its gonna pay off.is it?is all this trouble really worth it?been quite doubtful  these days.am i on the right track?is this what i really want?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;ive never really taken much thought about my future.i dont even know why i even chose this course.originally i wanted to take up on Psychology, how did i ended up here anyway? &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;hmmm.maybe im just having a meltdown now.hope things will get better soon.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;btw.anatomy wasn't that bad today.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;I AM STRONG.THIS IS NOTHING.I CAN DO THIS.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;xx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7552414323308585703?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7552414323308585703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7552414323308585703&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7552414323308585703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7552414323308585703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/eeeeeeeeeeeeesaya-tension-yang-teramat.html' title='eeeeeeeeeeeee.saya tension yang teramat sangat ni.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tEXBKbTrb_o/TWuXgXmo6xI/AAAAAAAABCk/YHC3Q-Qcsbw/s72-c/stress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-5254509333322581579</id><published>2011-02-27T02:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-27T02:44:18.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>poker face</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2I7pGL7WJQ/TWoqogXZQqI/AAAAAAAABCc/vAfvJDJCfC8/s1600/goFysYOURSELF.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2I7pGL7WJQ/TWoqogXZQqI/AAAAAAAABCc/vAfvJDJCfC8/s400/goFysYOURSELF.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578317963822973602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ironic-ly,the exact look.with an upgrade.haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-5254509333322581579?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/5254509333322581579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=5254509333322581579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5254509333322581579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5254509333322581579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/poker-face.html' title='poker face'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w2I7pGL7WJQ/TWoqogXZQqI/AAAAAAAABCc/vAfvJDJCfC8/s72-c/goFysYOURSELF.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7598382423359769585</id><published>2011-02-23T09:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T09:59:54.826-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Appearance Is A Touchy Topic</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;iframe style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/W7JN4upDJ8k?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;EXACTLY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; It's so tiring to have a constant reminder of your flaw beside you everyday, and yet when those words pop out of their mouth you were so busy trying to hold back your tongue from firing back some negative responds. Once or twice is enough, if you really need to say it. But almost everyday? Common. Some more, comparing me with someone else? Frequently enough? That's.. crazy. I feel like holding a mirror right to their face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7598382423359769585?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7598382423359769585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7598382423359769585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7598382423359769585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7598382423359769585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/appearance-is-touchy-topic.html' title='Appearance Is A Touchy Topic'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/W7JN4upDJ8k/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-4492718431790946304</id><published>2011-02-20T00:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T01:23:09.835-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Once upon yesterday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Aaaah. Home sweet home! Finally back at Sabah. Felt soooo good. Didn't realize that I miss to be home so much. Loving the atmosphere, the smell, the food, the smiles, the people,everything! But before that, I had an absolutely heart-racing experience yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So the story goes..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Woke up at 11.15 am. Flight was at 3.10pm. I didn't quite rush, not knowing I was gonna be late. So I took a shower, did a final packing for my stuff, and then played with Momoe (the cat) for quite a bit while waiting for my sister to finish getting ready. At 12 noon, we raced out of the house. While on the road, my sister decided that it's better for me to take the LRT to KL Central and to LCCT by bus because she predicted we won't be able to make it on time by car coz soon the road will be all packed, and so I did. Supplied with only RM25, I took the train and after arriving at LCCT, I dashed to the counter, only realizing it was already CLOSED! Yes, closed. I calmed my soon-to-be-frantic self, and asked a lady air asia staff whether the counter is REALLY closed, and she actually responded "Belum bukak lagi la dik..". That got me a little bit puzzled. Since she looked pretty pissed, (I didn't know if she was actually giving me a sarcastic answer) I wandered off feeling lost. But a second after that, I decided to ask another staff and this one actually guided me through, and when she realized the counter was closed, she led me to the service counter. So I went there and the person said he couldn't help me anymore as I'm already late and they've filled the plane so they couldn't possibly fit me in any longer. So I asked if he could get me into the next available plane, and after typing violently he said there is one at 4.25 pm but I will have to pay some money. And so I thought it could be around less than RM100, (because I thought maybe that's like a fee that I have to pay to shift my ticket time) he said I have to add RM321. I was literally shocked since that I only have RM20 with me that time. And I told him to wait some time while I call my parents, and I did. I called my dad and amazingly, he didn't get angry and asked me if I had that much money in my bank account. So I checked my balance, realizing my scholarship money had just been wired in. So I withdrew the money and paid the person. Honestly, I made the story pretty brief but the were several series of minor events that made the whole story funny, but am too lazy to write it here. In the end, I got the ticket and was trying to calm myself. Feeling hungry and relieved, but still having the "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;post-panic&lt;/span&gt;" (is there such a word?) feeling, I headed to McDonald and treat myself to an ice-cream. I got enough time to get myself all settled down and finally entered the gate. And by last night, it all seemed like a pretty funny experience to me. Smiled even thinking about it.&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THE END!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;xx neza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-4492718431790946304?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/4492718431790946304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=4492718431790946304&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4492718431790946304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/4492718431790946304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/once-upon-yesterday.html' title='Once upon yesterday'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-6045803852490773338</id><published>2011-02-16T23:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T23:24:32.821-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neza'/><title type='text'>Be careful what you wish for</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRhsVEhtc44tS8xroXONSkMUDU8WILi9h-8WEQ-JUagTL-eKVa8"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 219px;" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcRhsVEhtc44tS8xroXONSkMUDU8WILi9h-8WEQ-JUagTL-eKVa8" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Universe has a great sense of humor, that sometimes having your dream come true can feel like a nightmare." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This phrase has been stuck in my mind for the last 48 hours since watching Gossip Girl. So true, isn't it? I thought I finally got what I wanted. Not that I've achieved my biggest dream, but just a minor one. Something that we wish on a daily basis. Again, you know what they say, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;be careful what you wish for&lt;/span&gt;. To think of it, I don't really like what I finally had now, but again, I'm unsure. Is this really what I wanted? Half of me said yes and the other said no. And if so, then how can I not feel content? I admit, I do feel that surge of happiness when I first realized I got what I wanted. But eventually, it started to wear off and now, I'm left feeling puzzled what is the right solution to this. I'm guessing, if I still couldn't decide, I'm gonna leave the decision-making to life. Sometimes, you're given the time to decide, and when you've reached that time limit still undecided, life takes the authority to decide for you whether you like it or not. And maybe, I'm gonna do just that. I'm gonna try to decide, and if I've reached the time limit, I'm just gonna wait where life is gonna take me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-6045803852490773338?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/6045803852490773338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=6045803852490773338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6045803852490773338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/6045803852490773338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/be-careful-what-you-wish-for.html' title='Be careful what you wish for'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7561209246481711566</id><published>2011-02-15T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:12:42.175-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Wiki wiki wa wa</title><content type='html'>Greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who stalk me on Twitter (haha as if), I've mentioned quite few times about my mobile Wiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, who/whaddaheck is mobile Wiki actually?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At high school, there's this guy who, I kinda look up to. Because he's not only smart, he's also hardworking, and he seems to know everything. Well, everything that I never bother to know about. Mostly about current issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a high school-er, it's important for me to know about current issues, no matter how much I hate reading the news, for our essays. And interviews. Haha. Oh it's still important to be up to date about the current issues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I had an alternative. Instead of reading the boring news, I would have him to tell me about it. It's a win win situation. I would get to know about the issues, and he's doing a good deed. Menyebarkan ilmu gituu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than telling me issues, I would ask for his opinions about relatively serious matters, such as the politics. And he's quite good at giving his opinions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, since we're no longer in one place, I couldn't really go to him and ask him. Because...well because he's not the type of friend that I always contact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and he's the mobile Wiki. As in mobile Wikipedia. Wikipedia bergerak. Got it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Now I'm left without my mobile Wiki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To compensate, I would read Obefiend's blogs (refer to my previous post). Because he's perspective is...interesting, in a way of putting it. But I couldn't really have a real conversation with him because...I'm one of thousands of his readers and he wouldn't really give a damn about me and my questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, ladies and gentlemen. I'm opening up the position of being my mobile Wiki. It's not hard really. You just need to be accessible whenever I need you, could gimme your opinions regarding stuff that I asked, up to date with the issues worldwide, extra info about other stuff (science etc etc) is a plus and...oh, not boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyone interested?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7561209246481711566?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7561209246481711566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7561209246481711566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7561209246481711566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7561209246481711566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/wiki-wiki-wa-wa.html' title='Wiki wiki wa wa'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-8388775051433362974</id><published>2011-02-15T03:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T03:28:05.327-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>just cant help it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-109b90b313225534" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-8388775051433362974?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/8388775051433362974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=8388775051433362974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8388775051433362974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/8388775051433362974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/just-cant-help-it.html' title='just cant help it.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-475998315088681171</id><published>2011-02-14T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T19:26:06.154-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>When you get replied.</title><content type='html'>I was out the whole day yesterday. So at night, I switched on my laptop and browsing through the usual stuff when I saw this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yCb3aMIfkwg/TVnufmBWTSI/AAAAAAAABCM/1Nx6HH2mAss/s1600/1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yCb3aMIfkwg/TVnufmBWTSI/AAAAAAAABCM/1Nx6HH2mAss/s400/1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573748240397258018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj9-xnLsOmA/TVnuexrt8WI/AAAAAAAABCE/uyEt0zyJrq4/s1600/2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Yj9-xnLsOmA/TVnuexrt8WI/AAAAAAAABCE/uyEt0zyJrq4/s400/2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573748226347888994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9HIl92jJ2Fk/TVnuezdMNgI/AAAAAAAABB8/VxaiZHWHTZk/s1600/3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 109px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9HIl92jJ2Fk/TVnuezdMNgI/AAAAAAAABB8/VxaiZHWHTZk/s400/3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573748226823828994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya saya jakun/sakai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oeUS56sx28k/TVnuej45kVI/AAAAAAAABB0/grVcj0E8Vow/s1600/4.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 129px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oeUS56sx28k/TVnuej45kVI/AAAAAAAABB0/grVcj0E8Vow/s400/4.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573748222645080402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUcxgQG6TSw/TVnuGgIx8tI/AAAAAAAABBs/sptpXUKYZpg/s1600/5.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUcxgQG6TSw/TVnuGgIx8tI/AAAAAAAABBs/sptpXUKYZpg/s400/5.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573747809321087698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlJ1Sqz2TRU/TVnuGeySixI/AAAAAAAABBk/qmmCihF5Bpo/s1600/6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 110px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XlJ1Sqz2TRU/TVnuGeySixI/AAAAAAAABBk/qmmCihF5Bpo/s400/6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573747808958319378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saya ulang sekali lagi. Ya saya sakai/jakun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MBSiUZtxMOs/TVnuGJLNRkI/AAAAAAAABBc/EdKUoi94og8/s1600/7.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MBSiUZtxMOs/TVnuGJLNRkI/AAAAAAAABBc/EdKUoi94og8/s400/7.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573747803157251650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOOOl0Pc3O0/TVnuF03RQkI/AAAAAAAABBU/OPjmct6Ld2c/s1600/8.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 106px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tOOOl0Pc3O0/TVnuF03RQkI/AAAAAAAABBU/OPjmct6Ld2c/s400/8.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573747797704917570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh, and dear Obe, there are still people who don't know you yet so you are not that famous I guess. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DQEsYTpdKZU/TVnuFkYONUI/AAAAAAAABBM/n6Eu6fg20bU/s1600/9.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 109px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DQEsYTpdKZU/TVnuFkYONUI/AAAAAAAABBM/n6Eu6fg20bU/s400/9.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573747793279726914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out his blogs yaw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://obefiend.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F.O.A&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogserius.blogspot.com/"&gt;Blog Serius&lt;/a&gt; (he usually update this one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I think I'd posted his links before but whaddaheck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHANXBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-475998315088681171?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/475998315088681171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=475998315088681171&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/475998315088681171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/475998315088681171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/when-you-get-replied.html' title='When you get replied.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yCb3aMIfkwg/TVnufmBWTSI/AAAAAAAABCM/1Nx6HH2mAss/s72-c/1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-766365192925305784</id><published>2011-02-12T01:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T01:20:38.211-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anNa deE'/><title type='text'>“'Age' is the acceptance of a term of years. But maturity is the glory of years.”</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;i remember the days of my secondary years.i thought ive left behind all the childish acts.the dramas.the silly arguments.but clearly i was wrong.we continued.i tried not to go with the flow.but i was just like everyone else.humans make mistakes.theres no doubt to that.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;as i entered college.life was was taking its own course.i was at the absolutely happy with life back then (this isn't so long ago) indeed ive found true friends back there.you could say that i felt that i was on top of the world :D&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;and again as i entered the so-called professional college.i thought that id meet more mature peers.and sadly.this was worse than ive ever experience.all the stories being made up.adding spices to stories.how lifeless can these people be.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;i know.ive done things that im not proud of.but ive never ever ever deny it.its funny how people create stories.well.partly it is true.but.why cant people just let it be.whats done is done.whyddya wanna make a big deal out of it?satisfying much?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;needless to say.ill just bear with it.will be stuck here for another 4 1/2 years (with God's will).&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;i  miss my friends.my true friends.the one who's been there for me through ups and down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica"&gt;xx&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 12.0px Helvetica; min-height: 14.0px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-766365192925305784?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/766365192925305784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=766365192925305784&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/766365192925305784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/766365192925305784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/age-is-acceptance-of-term-of-years-but.html' title='“&apos;Age&apos; is the acceptance of a term of years. But maturity is the glory of years.”'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-5659076976161353118</id><published>2011-02-10T23:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T00:22:37.161-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Updating playlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mike Posner - Please Don't Go&lt;br /&gt;Mike Posner - Another Love Song&lt;br /&gt;Mike Posner - Delta 1406&lt;br /&gt;Mike Posner - Cooler Than Me&lt;br /&gt;Mike Posner - Deja Vu&lt;br /&gt;Mike Posner - Halo (remake of Beyonce's Halo)&lt;br /&gt;Will.I.Am Ft Nicki Minaj - Check It Out&lt;br /&gt;3Oh!3 - Hit It Again&lt;br /&gt;Akon - Angel&lt;br /&gt;Akon - No Labels&lt;br /&gt;Akon - Party Animal&lt;br /&gt;Akon - Take A Chance&lt;br /&gt;Auburn - All About Him&lt;br /&gt;Akon - One More Time&lt;br /&gt;Auburn - Just Text&lt;br /&gt;Auburn - So Over You&lt;br /&gt;Auburn Ft Iyaz - La La La&lt;br /&gt;Auburn - Perfect Two (though I prefer the remix one ft Tommy C)&lt;br /&gt;B.o.B - Can't Let You Get Away&lt;br /&gt;B.o.B - Magic&lt;br /&gt;Basshunter - Saturday&lt;br /&gt;Britney Spears - Hold It Against Me (though I prefer the remix one ft Flo Rida)&lt;br /&gt;Cassie Ft Akon - Let's Get Crazy&lt;br /&gt;Far East Movement ft Keri Hilson - Don't Look Now&lt;br /&gt;Far East Movement - Rocketeer&lt;br /&gt;Flo Rida - Who Dat Girl&lt;br /&gt;Iyaz - My Heart Broke&lt;br /&gt;Iyaz - Slideshow&lt;br /&gt;Jason Derulo - Message In The Bottle&lt;br /&gt;Jason Derulo ft Auburn - How Did We&lt;br /&gt;Jason Derulo ft Auburn - Maniac&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry - E.T&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry - Dressing Up&lt;br /&gt;Katy Perry - Part Of Me&lt;br /&gt;Keri Hilson - So Good&lt;br /&gt;Kesha ft Katy Perry - True Love&lt;br /&gt;Lee Dewyze - Sweet Serendipity&lt;br /&gt;Nicki Minaj - Your Love&lt;br /&gt;Nicole Scherzinger - Don't Hold Your Breath&lt;br /&gt;T.I ft Chris Brown - Get Back Up&lt;br /&gt;Taio ft Travie McCoy - Higher&lt;br /&gt;Travie McCoy - Need You&lt;br /&gt;Travie McCoy - We'll Be Alright&lt;br /&gt;Hellogoodbye - Touchdown Turnaround&lt;br /&gt;JLS - Eyes Wide Shut&lt;br /&gt;Tinie Tempah - Invincible&lt;br /&gt;Aggro Santos - Like U Like&lt;br /&gt;Diddy - Coming Home&lt;br /&gt;Jessie J ft B.o.B - Price Tags&lt;br /&gt;Jessie J - Nobody's Perfect&lt;br /&gt;3 Idiots - Give Me Some Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;Bruno Mars - Today My Life Begins&lt;br /&gt;Bruno Mars - Talking To The Moon&lt;br /&gt;Bruno Mars - Liquor Store Blues&lt;br /&gt;Avril Lavigne - What The Hell&lt;br /&gt;Joddie Connor - Now Or Never&lt;br /&gt;Joddie Connor - Lover Like You&lt;br /&gt;Kylie Minogue - Get Outta My Way&lt;br /&gt;Olly Murs - Please Don't Let Me Go&lt;br /&gt;T-Pain - Best Love Song&lt;br /&gt;The Ready Set - Love Like Woe&lt;br /&gt;The Ready Set - More Than Alive&lt;br /&gt;The Ready Set - There Are Days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So I'm currently in love with Mike Posner due to his sexxayh voice. Like seriously. If I listened to his voice I would be smiling to myself and rasa macam maw guling2 atas katil ja. Haha. In love with The Ready Set because the vocalist is cute. And I'd mentioned it before. Eh, what else? Em I guess that's all. Well, any suggestions for songs are welcomed. I get bored of the songs I listened to pretty easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KTHANXBYE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-5659076976161353118?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/5659076976161353118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=5659076976161353118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5659076976161353118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/5659076976161353118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/updating-playlist.html' title='Updating playlist'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-7447336217053507010</id><published>2011-02-03T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T03:04:33.765-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Doodle.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zAqj31De-7Q/TUqK3djFOuI/AAAAAAAABBA/EnuHyM8n51w/s1600/1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zAqj31De-7Q/TUqK3djFOuI/AAAAAAAABBA/EnuHyM8n51w/s400/1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569416574626249442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zAqj31De-7Q/TUqK3CmMnGI/AAAAAAAABA4/7SpqID7ykFc/s1600/2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zAqj31De-7Q/TUqK3CmMnGI/AAAAAAAABA4/7SpqID7ykFc/s400/2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569416567391558754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zAqj31De-7Q/TUqK3NFsz5I/AAAAAAAABAw/v5NvGsudSQs/s1600/3.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 233px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_zAqj31De-7Q/TUqK3NFsz5I/AAAAAAAABAw/v5NvGsudSQs/s400/3.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569416570208046994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Randomness during YM-ing. A feature that I love in YM. That's why I favor YM slightly more than Skype.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/cdqtech/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/cdqtech/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/cdqtech/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/cdqtech/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/cdqtech/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-4.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/cdqtech/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-5.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-7447336217053507010?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/7447336217053507010/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=7447336217053507010&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7447336217053507010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/7447336217053507010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/doodle.html' title='Doodle.'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zAqj31De-7Q/TUqK3djFOuI/AAAAAAAABBA/EnuHyM8n51w/s72-c/1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8583633897654453133.post-1180012942390113119</id><published>2011-02-03T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-03T02:55:30.449-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Myra'/><title type='text'>Do you remember...</title><content type='html'>that one post I talked about bones, and why girls need to wait until they are at least 16 to get married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm talking about &lt;a href="http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2010/12/kesimpulan-dari-kelas-praktikal-anatomi.html"&gt;this post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah it got me pretty confused too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then I came across this from &lt;a href="http://wiki.answers.com/Q/How_many_bones_are_in_the_human_body"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The adult human body has 206 bones. An infant may have from 300-350 bones at birth. Some of these fuse together as the infant grows. When some bones fuse and become one bone (most obvious examples are in the skull, sacrum and hip bones) the number of overall bones drops to the 206 bones that most adults have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of the 206 bones in the adult human body, more than half (106) are in the hands and feet. The adult skeleton consists of the following bones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;28 skull bones (8 cranial, 14 facial, and 6 ear bones)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The horseshoe-shaped hyoid bone of the neck which is the only bone that does not articulate (connect via a joint) to another bone&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;26 vertebrae (7 cervical or neck; 12 thoracic; 5 lumbar or loins; the sacrum, which is five fused vertebrae; and the coccyx, which is four fused vertebrae)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;24 ribs plus the sternum or breastbone; the shoulder girdle (2 clavicles, the most frequently fractured bones in the body, and 2 scapulae)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the pelvic bones (3 fused bones called the coxal bone, or Os Coxae)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;30 bones in each of the arms and legs (a total of 120)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A few partial bones, ranging from 8-18 in number, which are related to joints&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;There are individual variations: for example, some people are born with an extra rib or lumbar vertebra and not everyone has Inca (sutural) bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still a little bit confused but meh. Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8583633897654453133-1180012942390113119?l=lifeoftres.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/feeds/1180012942390113119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8583633897654453133&amp;postID=1180012942390113119&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1180012942390113119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8583633897654453133/posts/default/1180012942390113119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lifeoftres.blogspot.com/2011/02/do-you-remember.html' title='Do you remember...'/><author><name>| Myra | Anna | Neza |</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o57BFVJL0_g/TgxdQDjy73I/AAAAAAAABPc/7SF71Pmb50I/s220/1044599li1ql2iliy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
