<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881</id><updated>2009-12-05T22:33:34.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I see, I watch, I feel, I snap, I blog and I post !!</title><subtitle type='html'>everything that witnessed by me</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default?orderby=updated'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;orderby=updated'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>162</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-3466578175971024141</id><published>2009-10-07T03:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T03:54:24.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SsugKfnNIyI/AAAAAAAABIo/CrNwgd7f1Hw/s1600-h/P1070067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SsugKfnNIyI/AAAAAAAABIo/CrNwgd7f1Hw/s200/P1070067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389577481224004386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so lonely at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&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/328734615558227881-3466578175971024141?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/3466578175971024141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=3466578175971024141&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/3466578175971024141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/3466578175971024141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/10/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SsugKfnNIyI/AAAAAAAABIo/CrNwgd7f1Hw/s72-c/P1070067.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-142331592369590442</id><published>2009-09-19T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T00:35:22.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet stuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SrO1ZgMxYyI/AAAAAAAABIg/42FEELngrP4/s1600-h/190920091293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SrO1ZgMxYyI/AAAAAAAABIg/42FEELngrP4/s320/190920091293.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382845429382734626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Reminded of something? &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/328734615558227881-142331592369590442?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/142331592369590442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=142331592369590442&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/142331592369590442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/142331592369590442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/09/sweet-stuff.html' title='sweet stuff'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SrO1ZgMxYyI/AAAAAAAABIg/42FEELngrP4/s72-c/190920091293.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-3996011947549567452</id><published>2009-09-18T03:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-18T03:59:12.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Are Not Alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SrKUp80hEXI/AAAAAAAABIY/MaVs2dDfEUo/s1600-h/160920091281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SrKUp80hEXI/AAAAAAAABIY/MaVs2dDfEUo/s320/160920091281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382527953083109746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Another day has gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm still all alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;How could this be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You're not here with me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You never said goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Someone tell me why &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Did you have to go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;And leave my world so cold &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;How did love slip away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Something whispers in my ear and says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;That you are not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;For I am here with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Though you're far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I am here to stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You are not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I am here with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Though we're far apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You're always in my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You are not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;All alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Why, oh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Just the other night &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I thought I heard you cry &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Asking me to come &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;And hold you in my arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I can hear your prayers &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Your burdens I will bear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;But first I need your hand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;So forever can begin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Everyday I sit and ask myself &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;How did love slip away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Then something whispers in my ear and says &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;That you are not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;For I am here with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Though you're far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I am here to stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;For you are not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I am here with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Though we're far apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You're always in my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;And you are not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Whisper three words and I'll come runnin' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;And girl you know that I'll be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I'll be there &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You are not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I am here with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Though you're far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I am here to stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You are not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I am here with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Though we're far apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You're always in my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You are not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;For I am here with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Though you're far away &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;I am here to stay &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;For you are not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;For I am here with you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;Though we're far apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;You're always in my heart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;For you are not alone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &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/328734615558227881-3996011947549567452?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/3996011947549567452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=3996011947549567452&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/3996011947549567452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/3996011947549567452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/09/another-day-has-gone-im-still-all-alone.html' title='You Are Not Alone'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SrKUp80hEXI/AAAAAAAABIY/MaVs2dDfEUo/s72-c/160920091281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-5808826056647515145</id><published>2009-09-17T02:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T02:54:10.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stalker</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Being a stalker for past few months aren't a good thing in fact I think I should stop it at all. I actually not really know what I want for doing such things. Someone whom I did abandoned; leaving her with the bloody bleeding heart; walking through the street with lifeless mode. Once again I couldn't stop myself and I clicked her links and twitter again a moments ago. I knew I shouldn't do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pheeewww... running away from the fact isn't an easy task thou. I wanna go for some food shopping tomorrow to get myself feel better. I love food shopping so much. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-5808826056647515145?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/5808826056647515145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=5808826056647515145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/5808826056647515145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/5808826056647515145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/09/stalker.html' title='Stalker'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-3074007757436721598</id><published>2009-09-08T01:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T01:48:51.167+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reward</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SqVHQ2beXhI/AAAAAAAABIQ/6AUJaRj8jL8/s1600-h/060920091257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SqVHQ2beXhI/AAAAAAAABIQ/6AUJaRj8jL8/s400/060920091257.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378783684778155538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;Anyone like reward? Cash or something you wanted and craved for a long time but you couldn't get it until now? Something can fulfill our lust and demand?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;I still remember what my mom rewarded me for getting best result in exam when I was a child back to years ago. The first figure toy I get from my mom was a Red Power Ranger figure because I get good result in my kindergarten level. That was a perfect toy for me which made me became the luckiest child in the world. As soon as I proceeded to pre-school year 2, once again I get rewarded from my mom. I got all I wanted easily but when I start growing up, things not like what I had last time. My family doesn't stable anymore due to some circumstances.  My parents fought with each other once a week and sometimes even twice or more than that everyday. Soon, there's no more reward from my mom even my dad. Nah.. he never reward me before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;But being pampered all the time doesn't good at all. We can't grow up if things continue like this. So far, I never count on my parents ever since I start my job last year and gave my mom monthly income. And I did make some saving and spend on unnecessary stuff. What do I mean by unnecessary stuff like rewarding myself. Working is tired and exhausted sometimes moreover when your body can resist anymore sore. For me, go for massage, shopping, buy something could make me happy, food shopping (I like it the most). All these could make me satisfied by working so hard all the time and get some lil bit rewarded from myself. I'm such a self lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-3074007757436721598?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/3074007757436721598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=3074007757436721598&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/3074007757436721598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/3074007757436721598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/09/reward.html' title='Reward'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SqVHQ2beXhI/AAAAAAAABIQ/6AUJaRj8jL8/s72-c/060920091257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-7308742984769904774</id><published>2009-09-03T23:14:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T23:33:43.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>undercover</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sp_e_86fxLI/AAAAAAAABII/0QX3flqD1EI/s1600-h/030920091246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sp_e_86fxLI/AAAAAAAABII/0QX3flqD1EI/s400/030920091246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377261670368265394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;pic above do related with the content of this post but not yet for the main post. Had a fabulous outing with friends today and went for a movie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Hmmm something just hanging on over my mind when I was walking back from lrt station to my apartment. In my term, undercover means someone being asked/ordered by first party to sneak into others party side to reveal something for first party. However, being an undercover causes your life full of risks and dangerous. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I wonder everyone in this world being an undercover all the time or should I called them as backstabber? or even golden finger in cantonese term means backstabber. Well life really complicated everytime, I'd always get back-stabbed from everyone beside me even those one who close to me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;I'm so confusing right now.. backstabber? undercover? betrayer? which one is you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-7308742984769904774?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/7308742984769904774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=7308742984769904774&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/7308742984769904774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/7308742984769904774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/09/undercover.html' title='undercover'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sp_e_86fxLI/AAAAAAAABII/0QX3flqD1EI/s72-c/030920091246.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-3877877059923311105</id><published>2009-08-30T23:06:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T00:39:43.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>可不可以爱我 by 卢学叡</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;为什麽如此的安静&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;为什麽明明想靠近 却还在迟&lt;br /&gt;努力的我保持镇定&lt;br /&gt;努力开拓话题&lt;br /&gt;最後却溃不成军&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;为什麽如此的美丽&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;深刻的烙在心里 最温柔的酷刑&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;每一天无法不想你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;连闭上眼睛&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;怎麽都是你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;你可不可以爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;可不可以想我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;虽然我对自己没有一点的把握&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;别害怕我难过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;告诉我你真实的感受&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;至少忐忑已告一段落&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;你可不可以爱我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;可不可以看我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;反正看或不看我依然失魂落魄&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;成全不&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;是美德&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;拒绝也不是一种罪过&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;你能给我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;快乐还是寂寞&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;想念燃烧个不停&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;我快置身灰烬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;你是我的呼吸&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&gt;你可不可以爱我&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpqZkTJxtZI/AAAAAAAABIA/YRuOvoaJe5s/s1600-h/150820091191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpqZkTJxtZI/AAAAAAAABIA/YRuOvoaJe5s/s320/150820091191.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375777954115728786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*picture above non-related except for the gorgeous white Toyota &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Vios&lt;/span&gt;* saliva dripping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Independence Day, Malaysia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="fullpost"&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/328734615558227881-3877877059923311105?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/3877877059923311105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=3877877059923311105&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/3877877059923311105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/3877877059923311105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/08/by.html' title='可不可以爱我 by 卢学叡'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpqZkTJxtZI/AAAAAAAABIA/YRuOvoaJe5s/s72-c/150820091191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-2390430295414715131</id><published>2009-08-27T20:26:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T20:57:56.757+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D-I-Y</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;If you google this short form and at the speed of light you will get result means do it yourself. Yesterday I went to Carefour after off from my working hours. I was planning to buy a wardrobe since last two months ago thanks god I'm able to get one today. Well the price dropped from Rm99 to Rm94. Saved up Rm5 = one plate of nasi goreng kampund add up 2 telur goreng mata kerbau. The waiter still return 10cent back to you somemore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Haha.. I'm a good and smart consumer sometimes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpZ9JUWsraI/AAAAAAAABHE/k-LMViqCjMA/s1600-h/260820091206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpZ9JUWsraI/AAAAAAAABHE/k-LMViqCjMA/s400/260820091206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374620804349472162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;stocked up my weekly needs. sunkist orange juices in promotion, wang wang rice biscuit(my childhood favorite), mamee monster bbq flavour value pack, Twisties Lurve seaweed, Nicolet orange flavour( I realised I love sweet stuff recently) ridsect mat for anti mosquito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;My plan was cancelled due to the heavy raining this evening. Supposedly can make it to pasar malam sri rampai to bulk up myself. going to bulk up myself start from September. I wanna gain weight but not till like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpZ_IMa6dfI/AAAAAAAABHM/ruqn-c64o8c/s1600-h/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 115px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpZ_IMa6dfI/AAAAAAAABHM/ruqn-c64o8c/s400/images.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374622984063055346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I spent few hours to built up my new wooden wardrobe. Isn't it too slow or whatever. Don't really like to D.I.Y but then I found that myself get satisfied at last when I could built up a wardrobe. I can put my clothes into it and now my room looks bigger and spacious. Well at least I got some space to do my workouts and push up... haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpaAK24_jLI/AAAAAAAABHU/6tsifEkV7_c/s1600-h/270820091207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpaAK24_jLI/AAAAAAAABHU/6tsifEkV7_c/s320/270820091207.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374624129334873266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpaAbXDOrrI/AAAAAAAABHc/HPgD-9Or0sk/s1600-h/270820091209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpaAbXDOrrI/AAAAAAAABHc/HPgD-9Or0sk/s320/270820091209.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374624412845649586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpaAqyIeoZI/AAAAAAAABHk/bOvCwWxE5IM/s1600-h/270820091210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpaAqyIeoZI/AAAAAAAABHk/bOvCwWxE5IM/s320/270820091210.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374624677813461394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpaBr54Kw9I/AAAAAAAABH0/1vbbJ-QCtYY/s1600-h/270820091211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpaBr54Kw9I/AAAAAAAABH0/1vbbJ-QCtYY/s320/270820091211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374625796584031186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;At last.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I found so much rubbish after cleaned my whole room. No wonder my room isn't spacious like what I see now. Haha. I'm so hungry at this moment. What comes up in my mind? Bak kut teh with 2 big bowl of rice and then buy 2 drumstick and "tong sui" for digesting process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I'm gonna go out for dinner now...... but.... it still raining outside there. gonna go for mamak down there again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;signing off from blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-2390430295414715131?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/2390430295414715131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=2390430295414715131&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/2390430295414715131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/2390430295414715131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/08/d-i-y.html' title='D-I-Y'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SpZ9JUWsraI/AAAAAAAABHE/k-LMViqCjMA/s72-c/260820091206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-4602605165961860336</id><published>2009-08-22T02:22:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T11:21:48.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sight?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/So7qxBVoXRI/AAAAAAAABGc/7Lq-oE7af8k/s1600-h/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/So7qxBVoXRI/AAAAAAAABGc/7Lq-oE7af8k/s400/12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372489533393231122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I don't know where should I start from and where should I'm gonna end this post but definitely I will blog something craps out there. When I was a child back to 10 decades back, I always ask myself why did human born with 2 eyes but not one or more than two? I couldn't satisfy myself with so much thoughts in my mind hence I asked my mom. My mom just gave me a big smile and asked me go back to my school works.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I still remember how someone bad and naughty school mate hurts my left eyes and caused me admitted to hospital for one week and being absented from school for one more extra week. Damn fun and all these were past when I was 8 years old. Looking back to the past sometimes could even make you laugh yourself being so silly and somehow it could make you feel more miserable when something you don't wish to happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;along these few weeks, I went through so much happy and sad moments. I began to laugh at myself how childish and selfish of me. I start to forgive myself and head to the next new day everyday. Adios. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&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/328734615558227881-4602605165961860336?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/4602605165961860336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=4602605165961860336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/4602605165961860336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/4602605165961860336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/08/sight.html' title='sight?'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/So7qxBVoXRI/AAAAAAAABGc/7Lq-oE7af8k/s72-c/12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-8282792367665659706</id><published>2009-06-04T15:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T02:50:54.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I missed out?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sid08WEiExI/AAAAAAAABFM/3XlyuqUtRAw/s1600-h/030620091005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sid08WEiExI/AAAAAAAABFM/3XlyuqUtRAw/s400/030620091005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343368062963946258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm craving for dumplings recently however I manage to get them to satisfy my lust towards them. I'm expecting my mom and my grandma gonna make some of them for me in KL but then I'd really disappointed about it.  I've been traveling non-stop in Setapak area by walking and cab services for few hours. At first I thought I could bring back a washing machine but ends up bringing nothing back home. Gotta wash my clothes using own hand for a week again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-8282792367665659706?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/8282792367665659706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=8282792367665659706&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/8282792367665659706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/8282792367665659706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/06/did-i-missed-out.html' title='Did I missed out?'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sid08WEiExI/AAAAAAAABFM/3XlyuqUtRAw/s72-c/030620091005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-4694845729519070801</id><published>2009-05-30T23:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T23:20:39.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm still alive don't worry about that</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SiFM9RVLYyI/AAAAAAAABFE/mxmIHnAgJvg/s1600-h/04052009940.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SiFM9RVLYyI/AAAAAAAABFE/mxmIHnAgJvg/s400/04052009940.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341635248546079522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Woothooott!!! I'm still alive here and been busy recently during the sale season. A lil short update here. I felt very excited today because today I did well in handling a furious and troublesome customer by myself. Seriously I don't know why I've got the intention to walk towards the customer. Maybe its called self confidence. It was my first time I'm able to manage this problem. I'm feels that I'm improving day by day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There were a lots of thing happened on me since last 2 weeks. Just got recovered back from flu but it isn't a swine flu by the way, met someone special in my life, sad, emo and happy stuffs around me and etc. I'm a self-lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-4694845729519070801?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/4694845729519070801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=4694845729519070801&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/4694845729519070801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/4694845729519070801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/05/im-still-alive-dont-worry-about-that.html' title='I&apos;m still alive don&apos;t worry about that'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SiFM9RVLYyI/AAAAAAAABFE/mxmIHnAgJvg/s72-c/04052009940.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-1849866047850027727</id><published>2009-05-14T17:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T17:46:52.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FB day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Currently I've got nothing better to do. Today is my rest day and I suppose to go out from my home to pay my internet bills but I did not do so. Don't feel like going anywhere else today rather than staying on the bed hugging my pillow and pig while thinking of someone in my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-1849866047850027727?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/1849866047850027727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=1849866047850027727&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/1849866047850027727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/1849866047850027727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/05/fb-day.html' title='FB day.'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-958234973164496857</id><published>2009-05-09T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:39:43.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one week contract</title><content type='html'>We're tied to one week contract. Each second past I felt wasted and I couldn't do &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;anything&lt;/span&gt; rather than letting them past. This post &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; the shortest post ever in my blogging history.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-958234973164496857?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/958234973164496857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=958234973164496857&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/958234973164496857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/958234973164496857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/05/one-week-contract.html' title='one week contract'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-4472439750237914752</id><published>2009-05-03T11:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:14:16.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i missed it.. wtf wtf wtf</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Its a Nike Warehouse Sale Day. I wishes I could join but unfortunately I've got to work for the Vincci Event at Pavilion. Sob* Sob* Maybe next time who knows 2 or 3 years later they going to make one more warehouse sale again. geram nyer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://streething.cmail4.com/ei/y/66/4DC/A50/wwwstreethingcom/edm/nike/2009-warehouse-sale/hd-make-a-run.gif" alt="Make a run for the NIKE Warehouse Sale!" border="0" /&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 0.7em; text-align: center;"&gt;Head-to-toe range for Men, Women &amp;amp; Kids available. New products everyday.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;         &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 0.7em; text-align: center;"&gt;April 30th to May 3rd 2009. 10am till 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;        QP 80-1 &amp;amp; QP 81-1, 1st Floor, Block C, Queen’s Park Retail Centre,&lt;br /&gt;        Lot 392, Jalan Shelly, 55100 Kuala Lumpur.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sf0LUBjcx3I/AAAAAAAABEU/MSpLWRlMpZU/s1600-h/map.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sf0LUBjcx3I/AAAAAAAABEU/MSpLWRlMpZU/s400/map.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331429972518946674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-4472439750237914752?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/4472439750237914752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=4472439750237914752&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/4472439750237914752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/4472439750237914752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-missed-it-wtf-wtf-wtf.html' title='i missed it.. wtf wtf wtf'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sf0LUBjcx3I/AAAAAAAABEU/MSpLWRlMpZU/s72-c/map.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-8805274822183488192</id><published>2009-04-24T00:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T01:16:51.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Be on time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While I'm still laying on my comfortable bed this &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: arial;"&gt;morning&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; , my cellphone rang and I was spontaneously woke up from my sleep. With those dried saliva around my lips, I press my cellphone to read a sms from someone and I realized I was late for a date as I'd promised last 2 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Without wasting the time, I rushed to my bathroom to take my shower as quick as lightning strike. We met each other an hour later and she'd angry of me but soon she's ok with it already. Fuhz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;It's time for having some sushi meal today. I still remember last time, my dad would bring us to one sushi restaurant in Megamall Ktn but now already bankrupt I guess. We always order whatever we want and walk away with big belly each of us. Both of us never take our breakfast nor lunch yet, so I suggested we goes to Sushi King Klcc before continue our walks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SfCemVV7wFI/AAAAAAAABD8/-m2jqb1Yov4/s1600-h/23042009918.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SfCemVV7wFI/AAAAAAAABD8/-m2jqb1Yov4/s400/23042009918.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327932740580655186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Later then we went to Pavi to watch a movie. When I was going to pay for the movie ticket, I realised my wallet left Rm10 only because GSC do not accept MayBank Debit Card. Holly CoW!! I'm so embarrassing that time and she had to paid for the tickets. Paiseh~ but I treated her for drinks and popcorn afterward soon I withdrawaled some cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nothing interesting about the movie we watched. I already watched it from my comp last week so I just sitting in front the big screen while keep been kicking by some brats behind of me. It's not normal knocking, at first I thought it was some effects from the movie by moving my seat but I was mistaken. Those brats behind me were totally uneducated well. I've been tolerated with them for an hour more in the theatre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SfCgu6GwBzI/AAAAAAAABEE/f3KBXdUop-4/s1600-h/23042009923.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SfCgu6GwBzI/AAAAAAAABEE/f3KBXdUop-4/s400/23042009923.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327935086911293234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;seriously I feels a bit bored for today. I rather walk myself as usual you know what I mean. Not really like to hangout with girl nowadays but doesn't mean I'm a homosexual. I would like to hangout with bunch of my buddies. We went to Sg Wang for awhile before we took a bus ride back to Wangsa Maju. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;One more thing, I realised I've got a god strength. Look at the picture below and you get what I mean huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SfCiIvU-kDI/AAAAAAAABEM/jPivf1VGM3I/s1600-h/24042009928.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SfCiIvU-kDI/AAAAAAAABEM/jPivf1VGM3I/s400/24042009928.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327936630206402610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;thats all for yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-8805274822183488192?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/8805274822183488192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=8805274822183488192&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/8805274822183488192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/8805274822183488192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/04/be-on-time.html' title='Be on time'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SfCemVV7wFI/AAAAAAAABD8/-m2jqb1Yov4/s72-c/23042009918.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-1762824929040143903</id><published>2009-04-22T00:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:02:31.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no more</title><content type='html'>No more Pavi event&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more relax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more extra leisure time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more contacts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more hope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life isn't perfect for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-1762824929040143903?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/1762824929040143903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=1762824929040143903&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/1762824929040143903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/1762824929040143903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-more.html' title='no more'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-5982059770185934995</id><published>2009-04-17T00:17:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T00:35:10.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reunion</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This afternoon when I was walking to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jusco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; nearby my apartment, I bumped to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sheng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Wei. I was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;omglolwtfbbq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; couldn't believe that he's back Kl after had 2 months hotel management training at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Island. Time flies very fast and it's been already 2 months we never meet with each other but today we managed to met on the street after he arrived Kl today. So we decided to take our dinner once again at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Petaling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Street. Guess what, it's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wantan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; noodles meals again tonight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nyahahhahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Suppose only both of us, &lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://www.akuma-no-mimi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boonie&lt;/a&gt; and me goes together but after that we asked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: courier new;" href="http://www.crazychazy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; to join us as well. We met up together with Boonie at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Taman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Melati&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; station before we start &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; journey.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SedbrLp3FlI/AAAAAAAABDE/wtKc-ki8Aqc/s1600-h/16042009902.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SedbrLp3FlI/AAAAAAAABDE/wtKc-ki8Aqc/s400/16042009902.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325325881809770066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Saw him? The one with pink arrow pointed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We waited for quite long before he reached there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.crazychazy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;said &lt;a href="http://www.akuma-no-mimi.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boonie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;'s walking style is so much different from others human being, means no one could do like this but he does.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alright out of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;boring-ness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I did a lame act.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SedccYsgTzI/AAAAAAAABDM/XHMHyKbXWVs/s1600-h/DSC01202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SedccYsgTzI/AAAAAAAABDM/XHMHyKbXWVs/s400/DSC01202.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325326727124111154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seriously I'm damn happy today as you can see my big smile above. Once again we three can sit down on the same table to have our dinner together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And meet Lulu our new friend:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SeddCj1s0oI/AAAAAAAABDU/dNQd5FJJAl0/s1600-h/16042009904.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SeddCj1s0oI/AAAAAAAABDU/dNQd5FJJAl0/s400/16042009904.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325327382950498946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr.Lulu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Along being inside the train, we chit chat with each other with tons of crappie stuff and lame jokes. Well, for your information in our group of buddies, we couldn't stay alive without craps and jokes. It is a must for everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nuff said: Laughing can cure diseases wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I never realize we reached there just awhile only cuz usually I took train by myself, it seems like a long journey but with buddies accompanies, it become a short trip even though we need to go through 10 stations to reach our destination.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We reached there about 7 something and landed our asses on those steel stool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Introducing main character, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.akuma-no-mimi.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Boonie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and future makanmakan.com.my best award for enjoying wantan noodles with real face expression haha wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SedefbEJg5I/AAAAAAAABDc/2t3SfAuF-Xo/s1600-h/16042009905.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SedefbEJg5I/AAAAAAAABDc/2t3SfAuF-Xo/s400/16042009905.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325328978323014546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Second goes to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.crazychazy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; who suffered for 2 months at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Island and future makanmakan.com.my best award for enjoying &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wantan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; noodles in such-too-fake face expression &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sedfa6N22yI/AAAAAAAABDk/d0RJbmcGaZY/s1600-h/16042009906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sedfa6N22yI/AAAAAAAABDk/d0RJbmcGaZY/s400/16042009906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325330000297515810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.akuma-no-mimi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boonie&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.crazychazy.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; both of them ordered for second rounds except me. I couldn't stuff into my stomach anymore so just watching them finish their second plate. When the bill come, I couldn't believe how cheap our meals. Rm25.10 included:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5 plates of small &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wantan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1 plates of big &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wantan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; noodles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Rm5 prawn dumplings (i think got 10 of them inside the bowl)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3 glasses of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chinese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; tea ice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We left the stall and continue window shopping, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;rmb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; the post I said about the furious glass seller? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.. It makes me sweat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;a lots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; when I passed by the stall. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.. afraid the aunt will recognize my face and start scolding like dog barking to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SedhwAxSTWI/AAAAAAAABDs/8uMzuH2ykXM/s1600-h/16042009907.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SedhwAxSTWI/AAAAAAAABDs/8uMzuH2ykXM/s400/16042009907.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325332561857236322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div face="arial" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not forgetting ba gua (dried meat in Hokkien if I'm not mistaken)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;the funniest one is when I saw one label written there, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;MONSTER CHICKEN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; wtf...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;even funnier &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;MONSTER HAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; wtf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;whats in ur imagination when you saw the label?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;could be like this? Haha......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SedimywOgNI/AAAAAAAABD0/xjYF1at_pk4/s1600-h/2546400612_47dd3dcc9d_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SedimywOgNI/AAAAAAAABD0/xjYF1at_pk4/s400/2546400612_47dd3dcc9d_m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325333502987501778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perhaps a monster &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;COCK&lt;/span&gt;!?!&lt;br /&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/328734615558227881-5982059770185934995?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/5982059770185934995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=5982059770185934995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/5982059770185934995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/5982059770185934995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/04/reunion.html' title='reunion'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SedbrLp3FlI/AAAAAAAABDE/wtKc-ki8Aqc/s72-c/16042009902.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-352326507141733787</id><published>2009-04-15T02:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T02:21:34.792+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need some break</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;While waiting for my hair get dry, I'm gonna blog few things. Its not raining now, just took my bath a moment ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I did a stupid decision couple of hours ago. Maybe this is the right decision although it was silly enough. It's a sweet dream anyway, thanks for appeared in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Yahoo!! Padini Holding will organize one event soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Venue: Center Hall of Pavilion KL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Date: 27th April 2009 - 5th April 2009 (to be confirm later)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Business hours: 10am - 10pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The good new is, I will able to join the event as well. Oh yea what's about the event. It's a Vincci Fair something similar to PC Fair but it's not as huge as PC Fair. Brands that will be involved ; Vincci, Vincci + and Vincci Accessories. Awesome right? I'm going to representing Vincci Klcc outlet to join this event. How excited!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Time for sweet dream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-352326507141733787?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/352326507141733787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=352326507141733787&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/352326507141733787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/352326507141733787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-need-some-break.html' title='I need some break'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-2984088316320644526</id><published>2009-04-06T00:52:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T01:37:11.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are 5 levels of life in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1st Born&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A family would surprise with a new born baby in their family one day. What a baby do for his/her level just sucking milk, crying, make some noise, piss inside their pampers, sleep and etc. They start leveling to next level when they are able to think, speak, write and read.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SdjqZbbKZqI/AAAAAAAABCU/b5zvJW4WqgM/s1600-h/baby_picture_photo_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SdjqZbbKZqI/AAAAAAAABCU/b5zvJW4WqgM/s320/baby_picture_photo_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321260682317555362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2nd Study&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This level consist of few categories of study level. Some student study for nothing. Some student study for their future. Some student study for achieving something in their life. For me, study are tiring and stressing. Last time I felt like suicidal last time when studying but thanks God I've been skipped this level and proceed to the next level. You don't step out from this if you don't have the mind of money-making in your head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SdjqRLD5yHI/AAAAAAAABCM/_uf7q8aw-c8/s1600-h/school-bus-cartoon-7-286x300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 286px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SdjqRLD5yHI/AAAAAAAABCM/_uf7q8aw-c8/s320/school-bus-cartoon-7-286x300.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321260540486076530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;3rd Working&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is my current level right now. Some of my friends did asked me question about thinking back to continue my studies. Well, I don't think it's easily to make a decision and its hard to choose back which course should I go for. I'm quite happy with my life now earning some extra money to make myself happy. Came back from work I can chat with my friends through online and blog something special in my life in my public blog. This level gave me a lots of challenge in my life. I learned many things and equipped myself with experiences. There are more to learn in this level. It's not really easy to go next level; Marry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;4th Marry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;If you think that marry is fun and you're absolutely wrong I tell you. It is not fun at all although I'm still single and not married but I know the process. There are possibility of arguing management and divorcing in a marriage. I've got a good example, my parents. They are happy couple at first but soon it's different. They start arguing with each other everyday, fighting and divorced at last. You know how suffering their children after they've been divorced? Stress and burden in their children mind. More than that, a baby child from age 2-4 years old is the most annoying human in this world. Their screaming could make you deaf and they keep running here and there like chimpanzee inside the jungle. I'm really get annoyed with that child seriously I choose not to marry in my life. I think I could skip this level to the last level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SdjrF_qwcXI/AAAAAAAABCk/6Shfxwp6Oj0/s1600-h/marry.s.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 80px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SdjrF_qwcXI/AAAAAAAABCk/6Shfxwp6Oj0/s320/marry.s.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321261447960883570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;5th Dead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you fear of death? Who doesn't right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm feared of death. Everyday, I traveled to my working place. I walked from my apartment to Kelana Jaya LRT station which kind of near;estimated walking time about 10minutes with long steps and after then I take the Kelana Jaya LRT from Wangsa Maju station to Klcc station. Who knows one day I might get robbed by some street brats and get stabbed to death? Or get hitted by car when I'm on the way to the station? or probably the train crushed down to the road? Who knows something happen in a sudden. Life is unpredictable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SdjqrF9rc6I/AAAAAAAABCc/r5tsNE-a1ns/s1600-h/coffin_construction_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SdjqrF9rc6I/AAAAAAAABCc/r5tsNE-a1ns/s320/coffin_construction_13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321260985794392994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-2984088316320644526?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/2984088316320644526/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=2984088316320644526&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/2984088316320644526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/2984088316320644526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/04/life.html' title='Life'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SdjqZbbKZqI/AAAAAAAABCU/b5zvJW4WqgM/s72-c/baby_picture_photo_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-5301592430503839559</id><published>2009-04-03T00:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T00:54:09.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally dissatisfied</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What's the difference between "warung Melayu" and mamak? I swear ever in my life I won't go to warung melayu anymore. What I experienced just now really feel like wanna give a heavy falcon punch at their faces.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1st incident when the first time I visit one of the warung melayu at Kuantan. It's nearby the KFC at Teluk Cempedak.  The services provided are terribly worse and ever. Slow reaction and unfriendly waiter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;2nd incident happened just now. When I landed my ass on the chair, and enjoying "Initial D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; by Jay Chou at the moment. While paying full attention to the movie, somehow I felt several minutes past and I need to order something. I tried to call one of their waiter but he like pretending to be busy even I've tried to call one of them at the kitchen there. I get no response from them and I'm really pissed off being ignored. I walked to their counter to order my desire food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sigh* my nasi lemak rendang chicken served on my table but without my drink. I don't wanna bother about it so I finish it as quick as possible. Before I left the warung, I even swore in my heart I would never go that place anymore (used to be one of my favourite place to have delicious nasi lemak rendang chicken there) and glared the waiter who ignored me just now for a moment too. Feel like grabbing a chair and hit his bloody cocky face. Seriously I'm not "full" enough with the food. I'm just dissatisfied for what I'm not deserved and remember, I am your customer wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SdTtAJiIR7I/AAAAAAAABB8/LIOJPNEXxbo/s1600-h/03042009855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SdTtAJiIR7I/AAAAAAAABB8/LIOJPNEXxbo/s400/03042009855.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320137646646249394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here's one of my favourite food "chou tou fu" as known as smelly bean curd. It's smelly yet tasty enough when your tongue meet the soya-bean-flavored-smelly bean curd. Move your tongue inside your mouth and feel the heavenly taste "chou tou fu". I'm totally in love with you. I wanna swallow you into my throat and digest you inside my stomach but I couldn't do so before I taste you properly with my tongue.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Look, I have been slept for the whole day today and now I'm full of energy. I got nothing else better to do right now after this. Oh yea.. it's time for stalking other's blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-5301592430503839559?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/5301592430503839559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=5301592430503839559&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/5301592430503839559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/5301592430503839559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/04/totally-dissatisfied.html' title='Totally dissatisfied'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SdTtAJiIR7I/AAAAAAAABB8/LIOJPNEXxbo/s72-c/03042009855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-7833677379728319807</id><published>2009-03-27T16:51:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T23:10:23.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The second girl in my life whom I drank and drunk for</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I can't think more to blog about because I'm having heavy headache now. I'm unavailable to attend to my work today due to the over alcoholic level in my brain. Seriously I took too much glasses last night which included Black Label, Vodka and Guinness Black Stout.  Glasses by glasses had been drank by me and my colleagues did won at last in making me drunk at the night. We had our drinking season at Quatro located inside of a infamous shopping complex, Avenue K. Actually it is a farewell party we held for our colleague, Bobo who's resigning soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyViINqA3I/AAAAAAAABAk/SN5pniA2CqU/s1600-h/26032009812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyViINqA3I/AAAAAAAABAk/SN5pniA2CqU/s320/26032009812.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317789673570567026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The first girl who taught me everything that I need in my life and the main character last night, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Bobo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyWVrJlPaI/AAAAAAAABAs/Y9MQfEIQgVg/s1600-h/26032009817.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyWVrJlPaI/AAAAAAAABAs/Y9MQfEIQgVg/s320/26032009817.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317790559122046370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;One of my best partner at Vincci Klcc, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Terry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyW05FJGwI/AAAAAAAABA0/CcdJDRrT1rQ/s1600-h/26032009823.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyW05FJGwI/AAAAAAAABA0/CcdJDRrT1rQ/s320/26032009823.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317791095437466370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well what can I say about this girl other than speed, confident and friendly, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Yin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyXn-FSq9I/AAAAAAAABA8/Oq3nx8PsNoI/s1600-h/26032009825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyXn-FSq9I/AAAAAAAABA8/Oq3nx8PsNoI/s320/26032009825.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317791972953598930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The charming prince in my working place who potential to be my long lost twins brother and always mistaken by customers we're the same person in the shop, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ka Jun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyYgvpo7sI/AAAAAAAABBE/5skaWWqA2d8/s1600-h/26032009826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyYgvpo7sI/AAAAAAAABBE/5skaWWqA2d8/s320/26032009826.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317792948332064450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;From left &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Bobo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Ah Fe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;i (just only know each other last night), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Terry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; and funny plus happy go lucky guy who brought the laughness for everyone and resigning soon, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I'm so happy last night and we had our fun last night at dancing floor. Everyone seems enjoying their moments because we hardly can go out together. I think first person who got down last night was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Terry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; following with&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt; Boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;. I followed them till car park lot there and she puke everything. Then we went back inside to continue our drinks. Here is the night view of Petronas Twin Tower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyaEXtQs_I/AAAAAAAABBM/tPFvOCrE0tA/s1600-h/27032009830.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyaEXtQs_I/AAAAAAAABBM/tPFvOCrE0tA/s320/27032009830.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317794659891721202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScycW6GbeqI/AAAAAAAABBU/v1JjZPXFEMg/s1600-h/27032009838.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScycW6GbeqI/AAAAAAAABBU/v1JjZPXFEMg/s320/27032009838.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317797177384991394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What would you do when you saw your crush or love hugging with other guy happened to be her boyfriend. Maybe I was too silly, I took over glasses whenever I saw them hugging and kissing each other. It's damn painful last night. I can't recall what happened exactly last night. I puked for 2 times and the last one I still can remember. I puke everywhere while someone bring me to the parking lot. The moment I drunk and puke is really suffering. I try to release my suffer by punching something. I think I punched the lift's steel door for 2 times. My hand bleeding and going to say goodbye to my white skinny Zara and yellow Converse zap on shoe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScydOeuB8xI/AAAAAAAABBs/uC1uO6tVOXA/s1600-h/27032009842.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScydOeuB8xI/AAAAAAAABBs/uC1uO6tVOXA/s320/27032009842.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317798132107571986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sometimes I'm not a self-lover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScydhUjMwZI/AAAAAAAABB0/MxwaDqPigVI/s1600-h/27032009843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScydhUjMwZI/AAAAAAAABB0/MxwaDqPigVI/s320/27032009843.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317798455795302802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;End up like this. Went to seek for doctor consultation this morning and get bandaged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; font-family: arial;"&gt;I got no idea how I get my ass on bed last night. I'm still having serious headache right now. I need some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-7833677379728319807?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/7833677379728319807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=7833677379728319807&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/7833677379728319807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/7833677379728319807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/03/second-girl-in-my-life-whom-i-drank-and.html' title='The second girl in my life whom I drank and drunk for'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScyViINqA3I/AAAAAAAABAk/SN5pniA2CqU/s72-c/26032009812.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-351151409631525888</id><published>2009-03-21T23:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T00:32:00.859+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Angel really exist in this world?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;What comes in your mind when you think about angel? A human alike figure with white and smooth feathers on their wings? Or probably there are some aura from their body lighten up their whole body? Well when I was a kid back to 15 years old ago, I always nag my mom to buy me some toy figures of my favourite superheroes. You know lah, everyone sure goes through memorable childhood moment before. After I get bored of my toys, I started to think something more different. Guess what, I hardly get bored to something easily you know. I started modify my first toy figure when I was 5 years old kid last time. I will stick one pair of wings at their back and the sources from goose, duck and chicken's feathers. Haha.. Too bad no picture of them because I don't know where's my toys gone probably already threw by my lovely mom. She doesn't like messy and always did fine housekeeping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScUUTe4CozI/AAAAAAAABAc/aj2AZT4krHQ/s1600-h/anime_angel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScUUTe4CozI/AAAAAAAABAc/aj2AZT4krHQ/s400/anime_angel.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315677260118926130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;So anyone met real angel before? Does angel really exist? What languages did they speak?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm personally met an angel before. That was a sweet moment but it didn't long lasting just for couple of minutes. I awake from my sleep and asked myself, is it a dream or reality? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-351151409631525888?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/351151409631525888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=351151409631525888&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/351151409631525888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/351151409631525888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/03/does-angel-really-exist-in-this-world.html' title='Does Angel really exist in this world?'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/ScUUTe4CozI/AAAAAAAABAc/aj2AZT4krHQ/s72-c/anime_angel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-7434486835429506485</id><published>2009-03-19T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T01:44:51.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do your eye test here</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.funstufftosee.com/colorblind.html"&gt;eye test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-7434486835429506485?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/7434486835429506485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=7434486835429506485&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/7434486835429506485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/7434486835429506485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/03/do-your-eye-test-here.html' title='Do your eye test here'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-8704077582865923945</id><published>2009-03-13T00:05:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T01:23:33.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalan-Jalan Cari Hiburan</title><content type='html'>So I skipped my 2nd post about Padini training as there are nothing much to post for the second day. I get sleepy easily on last Wednesday when listening to the trainer talks. There are few games held by the trainers but I found them too childish and boring to played with so ends up my mood totally ruined on that day cause at first I'd thought of there's something more fun and new when the second day but I'm wrong instead of boring games and selfish person in a group of game. Holy cow and the air conditioner freaking cold enough to freeze you up and I don't have any idea why some people still can stand with a sleeves shirt. Sorry picture is unavailable cause my mood totally spoilt on that day. I kept on yawning when listening in the so-called-as tutorial room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just awhile ago I went to Melati Utama to find my buddy, &lt;a href="http://www.akuma-no-mimi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boonie&lt;/a&gt;. Here I come. I took a cab ride from the station to his place. Here's come a conversation between me and the cab driver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me &lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Bang, MU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cab driver&lt;/span&gt;: HUh? !??...??.... (he thought that I'm referring to Manchester United)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Erm, Melati Utama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cab driver&lt;/span&gt;: (still in blur mood) ???....???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Condo Melati Utama??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cab driver&lt;/span&gt;: (his head nodded seems like he got what I'm trying to say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'd said MU because normally all the cab driver nearby the station would understand the short form. Can't blame him because he's already aged at 58 years old this year. I have a weird habit whenever I took a cab ride everytime. I will tried to find out how old is the driver through their cab driving license. So far the most youngest one among them I've ride before is 22 years old if I'm not mistaken and the oldest one is 70 years old like that. That's pretty old and his driving skill is much more better than mine. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay I met &lt;a href="http://www.akuma-no-mimi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boonie&lt;/a&gt; at last and he's playing with fully attention on his own psp slim without realising that I'm actually walking towards him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lepak-ing at his house for 2 hours like that before we go out together. Supposedly CM is following us but at last when we're waiting for cab, he turn me down by saying not going. Oh yea, we're going Petaling Street. So end up only three of us going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a very describable picture might comes through your mind:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk4LYUkE9I/AAAAAAAAA_U/cTy1-H8epPs/s1600-h/12032009719.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk4LYUkE9I/AAAAAAAAA_U/cTy1-H8epPs/s320/12032009719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312339003618628562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://junoblogblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ka Heng&lt;/a&gt; said his toes were long and abnormal for human being. From my mind doesn't it looks like Chimpanzee foots? Haha. Don't worry, he's sleeping of coz we able to snap it successfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached there in 30 minutes then. I'd let them disappointed because keep on brought them to wrong direction of the famous "kon lou mee" located at Petaling Street. Please don't blame me, I also not so familiar with Petaling Street. Hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found it at last and rest our butt on the steel made stool. Ordered prawn dumplings for them and myself for a small "kon lou mee".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk5k_NTfWI/AAAAAAAAA_c/oFt7_w_0G5w/s1600-h/12032009721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk5k_NTfWI/AAAAAAAAA_c/oFt7_w_0G5w/s320/12032009721.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312340543065521506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taraaannnnnnngg... very clean right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk5s1sbGfI/AAAAAAAAA_k/f6z-lmZ4QnA/s1600-h/12032009722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk5s1sbGfI/AAAAAAAAA_k/f6z-lmZ4QnA/s320/12032009722.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312340677950642674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let see &lt;a href="http://www.akuma-no-mimi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boonie&lt;/a&gt;'s one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk53N8_svI/AAAAAAAAA_s/mFqG31S0rJE/s1600-h/12032009723.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk53N8_svI/AAAAAAAAA_s/mFqG31S0rJE/s320/12032009723.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312340856261292786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;a href="http://junoblogblog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ka Heng&lt;/a&gt;'s (ignore the chicken bones):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk6D_b3r7I/AAAAAAAAA_0/9TwUj-7RuoE/s1600-h/12032009724.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk6D_b3r7I/AAAAAAAAA_0/9TwUj-7RuoE/s320/12032009724.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312341075702558642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so licin like those facial cleanser model's face. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the aunt gave me discount somemore. At first I thought she gave extra balance back to me but I've mistaken. I told her that she's gave extra balance to me but she gave me a sign behind her boss and at last I got what her mean. I'm so stupid at first that I couldn't catch what's she trying to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk_jxyNEqI/AAAAAAAABAE/KmBnh3CHbJ4/s1600-h/12032009728.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk_jxyNEqI/AAAAAAAABAE/KmBnh3CHbJ4/s320/12032009728.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312347119352091298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later then we start our window shopping and stopped at one stall selling bags. &lt;a href="http://www.akuma-no-mimi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Boonie&lt;/a&gt;planning to buy a bag for college use and so do I for working purpose. So I spotted one red Adidas sling bag but too bad it's the last piece sold to the other customer that came before us. So ended up I choosen another one in red colour but smaller.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, I'm not the person who like bargain all the time unless in certain situation. The red Adidas bag not really in good condition comparing to those Original one. So I requested for a lower price. From Rm35 each I manage to bargained till Rm22.50. Boonie, you gotta thanks me ya. The sale person even gave me 2 weeks warranty if the sling bag in damage can return back to him and change with others. Wow, nowadays those seller really willing to promise and sweet talk to their customer in order to survive in recession economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things really different when we walked to a stall that selling shades and spectacles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spotted one stylist spec like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk9Gwn3nII/AAAAAAAAA_8/DuAi3RhFOU8/s1600-h/12032009727.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk9Gwn3nII/AAAAAAAAA_8/DuAi3RhFOU8/s320/12032009727.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312344421800844418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thing getting climax after this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Characters involved: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunt&lt;/span&gt;(stall's owner wife believe to) and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Uncle&lt;/span&gt; (stall's owner believe to)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: How much for this spec?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunt&lt;/span&gt;: Rm28 bah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Can't be lower somemore?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunt&lt;/span&gt;: Rm25 bah the lowest.(start putting the spec into plastic already assuming I'm going to buy it)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Rm20 lahh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunt&lt;/span&gt;: Think for awhile. Ok la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Could you get me a new one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunt&lt;/span&gt;: This is the new one. We never keep more stock. (ya meh? you lazy to get me new one gua)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: But it's kind of oily because everyone tried it before. Just get me a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aunt&lt;/span&gt;: It's new one la. We just put it(with lil bit anger tone)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me&lt;/span&gt;: Please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shop owner a.k.a Uncle stood up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle: Where got oily? The light cause it looks shine only. If you want new one why don't you just make yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;WTFBBQFCMB&lt;/span&gt; the way he spoke to me and I lose my interest to get the spec. I left the stall after he said it and before I left I can even hear that the couple said please recognize his face. He came here also not buying instead of taking photos with our spec. Hey, come one I just tried 2 of them and snapped it with my phone. I'm not camwhoring, I just want to compare which one suitable for me and that's not my fault. You can't said that to your customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOrry being too emotional. What can I do? Here is Petaling Street and I can't expect more. Sigh* my mood been ruined by the couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after some walks we decided to go back home and not forgetting to buy some dried bbq meat from Loong Kee.Bought 4 slices of it cost me Rm16 something. I've been desperate for dried bbq meat since long time ago since I never have them last Chinese New Year and at last I can satisfy myself by having the tasty and chewable dried bbq meat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SblAcPq4FVI/AAAAAAAABAM/jCeF7CVeZm8/s1600-h/12032009733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SblAcPq4FVI/AAAAAAAABAM/jCeF7CVeZm8/s320/12032009733.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312348089447093586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even finished them in 5 minutes. Believe that. Ohhh~ so fatenning... going to become &lt;a href="http://kishifatu.com//"&gt;Rikishi&lt;/a&gt; soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at the leftover oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SblBE7gb3MI/AAAAAAAABAU/mSsudT4BzYI/s1600-h/12032009729.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SblBE7gb3MI/AAAAAAAABAU/mSsudT4BzYI/s320/12032009729.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312348788409228482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy your tasty dried bbq meat next year mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's kind of late right now. It's 1.02am and time to sleep. Tomorrow working for full shift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kthxbye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-8704077582865923945?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/8704077582865923945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=8704077582865923945&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/8704077582865923945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/8704077582865923945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/03/jalan-jalan-cari-hiburan.html' title='Jalan-Jalan Cari Hiburan'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/Sbk4LYUkE9I/AAAAAAAAA_U/cTy1-H8epPs/s72-c/12032009719.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-328734615558227881.post-1334258019295800080</id><published>2009-03-10T21:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T22:10:47.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Customer Focused Mindset</title><content type='html'>Today, it's my second time training at Padini Holding Sdn Bhd. Well, the Seed Cafe's food and beverage has been improved unlike the first time when I went there. At least I still can accept and swallow into my stomach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The training start from approximately 9.30am to 5.00pm. I feels like going through the college life again whereas I sat in the air-cond room and listening to the lecture. We were given assignment each other like what I had today. Listening to the tutor is really boring and I get sleepy easily plus the air conditioner really in high level. Luckily I brought along my sweater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about so-called-as assignment given by the trainer, we start with "service as a gift". Each of us get to paired up with someone infront of you and we must create something from materials given like a piece of essay paper, marker, ribbon,  tape and scissor. This neck tie was my gift by Sheryn(dunno correct or not) from Padini MidValley. Although it seems simple but.... anyway thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SbZ0JIv97EI/AAAAAAAAA_E/t4yDJFlAPVg/s1600-h/10032009688.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SbZ0JIv97EI/AAAAAAAAA_E/t4yDJFlAPVg/s400/10032009688.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311560510846397506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the return, guess what I made for her. I made one Vincci ++++ pump shoe for her. Sorry no image of the shoe. Somehow get praised from the trainer because along this time, no one ever create such thing before except I'm the first person. Damn proud!!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SbZyYQXQpfI/AAAAAAAAA-8/KVw1ICj-Yzc/s1600-h/10032009682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SbZyYQXQpfI/AAAAAAAAA-8/KVw1ICj-Yzc/s400/10032009682.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311558571565032946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A macro shot of my Converse shoe taken by me while waiting to get my ass into the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to off early now. Tomorrow early in the morning have to go for training again. Gonna become like sardine again. NYEKKKKKkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SbZ0vrPHw1I/AAAAAAAAA_M/krsNvrrDvyc/s1600-h/v_7_ill_842370_sardine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 251px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SbZ0vrPHw1I/AAAAAAAAA_M/krsNvrrDvyc/s320/v_7_ill_842370_sardine.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311561172938900306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/328734615558227881-1334258019295800080?l=saddient.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/feeds/1334258019295800080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=328734615558227881&amp;postID=1334258019295800080&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/1334258019295800080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/328734615558227881/posts/default/1334258019295800080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://saddient.blogspot.com/2009/03/customer-focused-mindset.html' title='Customer Focused Mindset'/><author><name>saddient</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12328140903853353560</uri><email>scar3crowm@yahoo.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09821086000716309670'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mf-6Jxf-iUk/SbZ0JIv97EI/AAAAAAAAA_E/t4yDJFlAPVg/s72-c/10032009688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry></feed>