<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942</id><updated>2011-08-28T16:48:17.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost In The Tragic Kingdom</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>165</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-2729232167254728649</id><published>2010-06-23T08:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T09:01:14.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Oh why can't you take me in your arms now"</title><content type='html'>I wish everyday was a celebration. But a celebration would only feel like a celebration if it comes by once in a while. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was awesome i should say. Besides the -____- seminar of course, movies with a bunch of people whom i hardly hang around with was definitely good. I think i've been quite anti-social for sometime. So it's a good break frm that. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i decided to take some random getaway frm work. for 2 days. and these 2 days were spent mostly on the brother's bdae frenzy. he's too old for this already. but it's ok. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to work after tt 2 days and, everything else felt like a disaster. frm this irritating bugger whom i can hardly run away frm, to another irritating "head" who cant make simple decision, to this bitch who thinks she's a diva and last min couldnt make it for rehearsals. I purposely came back to sch juz for her lor. and on top of that was mainly becoz i only had 1 hour of sleep that night. Becoz of him. Not him, but him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left work. early. how awesome. i wish i could do this any other day. horrible day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But weekends spent with family was great. apart from father's day, the brother decided to take me out to pump my bicycle tyre, coz it's just too old. erm it's the bicycle i was talking about in a post dated in 2005 i think. and so i pushed the bike all the way to the bike shop when he happily ride on his new bike. mcm noob sia aku. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh! oh!! this is the best part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather than spending $16 to pump and fix the tube, he decided to get me a new bike! ok laarr share half half. it's lightweight, and FOLDABLE! hahahahah k jakon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya la i only managed to cycle only like recently sia -_- &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthdays for me are never like this. tsk tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-2729232167254728649?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2729232167254728649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=2729232167254728649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/2729232167254728649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/2729232167254728649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/06/oh-why-cant-you-take-me-in-your-arms.html' title='&quot;Oh why can&apos;t you take me in your arms now&quot;'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-6910960131120777066</id><published>2010-06-07T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T16:21:33.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painkiller, please.</title><content type='html'>Before this wound can even turn into scar, i'm bruised yet again.&lt;br /&gt;When will this ever end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-6910960131120777066?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6910960131120777066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=6910960131120777066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6910960131120777066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6910960131120777066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/06/painkiller-please.html' title='Painkiller, please.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-6653762011178799519</id><published>2010-06-05T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T19:17:36.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>three days camp. awesome. tired. not.</title><content type='html'>48 hours. I made a mistake. Thank god it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And facebook is constantly connecting me with people i desperately wanna avoid. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now help me out. How do i make myself be heard and known?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok these three things, all no link. hahahahah. including the title. blueh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-6653762011178799519?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6653762011178799519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=6653762011178799519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6653762011178799519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6653762011178799519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/06/three-days-camp-awesome-tired-not.html' title='three days camp. awesome. tired. not.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-1607590606777346036</id><published>2010-05-25T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T21:30:41.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PS: I errm..</title><content type='html'>The only thing i have to tell myself now is, not to bother so much on what others say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..about..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how i've changed, physically. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's getting really bad. I don't know why, doesnt seem like i'm eating as much as i did before, i think i'm eating rather moderately now. I don't know how much weight i've put on coz i don't weigh myself. The only way to tell is, if i can't fit into my pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fats don't really go directly to different parts of my body actually, the 1st place it will visit would be the face. And that's how people tell that i've gotten fatter. The only cuter way to put it would be, chubbier. wth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh even when i'm slimmer i will still look chubby, now that i've grown, pretty proportionate right? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya just to make myself feel better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i don't feel guilty! At all!! And i can't really tell if being under pressure or stress would get me into such result, or being happy would. I can't really tell which state i am at now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been busy lately, and i didnt have time to eat sometimes. And i think i've lost at least a kg? but yet i still look chubbier to some people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why, i think i've gotten into some paradigm shift that, having a little meat would make one look better somehow? I don't know, i can't stand looking at girls being too skinny. (Well becoz i'm not skinny? hahah.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL...it's all IN THE MIND... and people are often being compared. Either between one to another, or between the current and the past. In the past i was a little chubbier than this, then somehow it went down. and even more a couple of months ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But right after the whole shit thing that happened, everything changed too drastically. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who doesnt want to look good right. I don't want to get into all those stupid low self esteem shit again. I'm just trying to feel good about myself and i don't care if i look better in the past or now. Coz i have to live with it. Things change, people change, and life has to go on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go, emo crap starts again hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can see that some people are really living their happiest of lives. And they live it as how they wanted it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy for them, but frustrated of my own.&lt;br /&gt;And when i observe all those, suddenly, i feel stagnated. There's nothing new about me, apart from the random postings on fb on my little guitar, and the stupid teka-tekis trying to occupy others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a saying that if one is always trying to make others feel happy, in actual fact, one is often feeling down.  Maybe it's true? I'm not emo, am i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In search of something new.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-1607590606777346036?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1607590606777346036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=1607590606777346036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1607590606777346036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1607590606777346036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/05/ps-i-errm.html' title='PS: I errm..'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-2421876567901558163</id><published>2010-05-23T18:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:15:41.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finger Lickin' Meal</title><content type='html'>three thirteen yr olds want some hot fat chicken. you have some assless chicken, shuddup and go away.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-2421876567901558163?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2421876567901558163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=2421876567901558163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/2421876567901558163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/2421876567901558163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/05/finger-lickin-meal.html' title='Finger Lickin&apos; Meal'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-4548716581746023231</id><published>2010-05-11T15:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T15:05:00.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blank</title><content type='html'>LIKE WHAT THE FUCK!!????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-4548716581746023231?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4548716581746023231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=4548716581746023231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4548716581746023231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4548716581746023231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/05/blank.html' title='blank'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-9091270601637592967</id><published>2010-05-06T01:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T01:29:52.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bullshit</title><content type='html'>When guys think with their cock, and not their brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be misled.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-9091270601637592967?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/9091270601637592967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=9091270601637592967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/9091270601637592967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/9091270601637592967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/05/bullshit.html' title='Bullshit'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-4598299289501133026</id><published>2010-05-05T19:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T19:54:48.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Copo</title><content type='html'>My brain is dead. Totally dead. Is it just me, or is it the season, or is it the people around me, or is it the weather. Maybe i'm abit too free that little things that i have to do make me not wanna do it. Like as if there's no urgency to it. Jialat to the max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an understudy at work. And i think he got a bloody jialat mentor to guide him along. It's exam period now so there's pretty much almost nothing to do. seriously. I gave him stuff to do, and he completes them. I'm supposed to train him. Well, i did. The only difference from the actual trainings or courses that we usually attend is that, my version is of 10 mins long, 2 pages of notes, unlike the 8 hours long course and a booklet full of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more days left for him to be with me. I pity him when he gets into his new school. Coz he's taking over a very much established one who has been there for as long as the service exists i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Majidah my sidekick has left the school. I miss her a lot coz she's been guiding me all along, make me feel at home while in the school, and tolerating my nonsense. But thankfully, i got a new buddy. The one who have now replaced her. I call him lalat coz he likes to linger around my workstation and tells me that my msn tab is blinking orange and that i better reply the person quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves to sing A LOT and that's GREAT. at least there's someone to back me up if anyone finds it annoying listening to a crazy woman singing to herself. i treat him like how i treat majidah. freaky i know. but i need a bitching buddy u see hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg i dreamt about something this morning before i woke up. I dreamt that, the world is going to end very very soon. I dreamt that, it's because of the scorching hot weather that the nation had to build an ice pool above the surface of the land about a few metres high, and the citizens all have to live beneath that surface, before it melts, and we all die. Then i was thinking about my parents, like how much sins i've done to them that i need to take the opportunity to do something to repent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, in a position that i first slept in. Means i havent moved for 4 hours!!&lt;br /&gt;I was facing sidewards, 1 leg covered in bed sheets and the other uncovered. how is that possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to video-whoring. k tkde kene mengene. hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-4598299289501133026?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4598299289501133026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=4598299289501133026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4598299289501133026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4598299289501133026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/05/copo.html' title='Copo'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-1449242237009496243</id><published>2010-05-03T02:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T02:58:13.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Burp.</title><content type='html'>Two letters from A to Z. 'U' and 'I'. Gone terribly wrong.&lt;br /&gt;Like a disaster in a bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't ask for more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-1449242237009496243?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1449242237009496243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=1449242237009496243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1449242237009496243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1449242237009496243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/05/burp.html' title='Burp.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-4179995188927212930</id><published>2010-05-02T14:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T14:42:35.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Strawberry Has Turned Sour</title><content type='html'>When someone just stops you from doing what you like to do. Or love to do. When you ask for nothing much. Not the money, not the credits. But just the true passion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This tears can't stop dropping.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-4179995188927212930?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4179995188927212930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=4179995188927212930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4179995188927212930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4179995188927212930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/05/strawberry-has-turned-sour.html' title='The Strawberry Has Turned Sour'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8337752356031646852</id><published>2010-04-26T08:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T09:10:02.877+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grant Me That Wish</title><content type='html'>Last saturday marks my first appearance on tv, and i've never imagined myself going into vasantham to make that first appearance. who wud have thought. hahah. and it's not like as if i was doing a singing performance or anything, which i'm more inclined to, or perhaps acting, which i might possibly be doing, but this was dancing, which i don't think i'm very capable of doing. I've never seen myself as a "dancer". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this was indeed a very challenging experience. It's for Mr Vasantham by the way. Like a manhunt kinda thing. Firstly, it's a tamil programme, and obviously they all converse in tamil, and i wont understand a single word they say, apart from vanakem. Secondly, i partnered with one of the contestants, who actually chose a song genre which i'm not exposed to, which is an Indian Folk dance. While the rest breezed through their modern/hip hop/ballad numbers, we struggled with our fast beats of 'bhangra' influenced moves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had only a week to practice. I was only alerted on the previous sunday that i had to come down for rehearsals the following day. A colleague of mine was actually the one who pulled me in. Coz they cudnt find enough dancers/models for this act. So i accepted blatantly like it was somekind of a funfair to me. But not until i attended the first rehearsal when i see everyone else practicing so diligently for their respective items.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting the steps all done, was not it. I HAD TO MIME THAT SONG TOO. Like, shiiiitt??? So fine, i listened to the song and try to get the words right. And so i did =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So everything went really fast like from rehearsals to costumes fitting to make up to 'own-done' hairdo and to the actual show itself. Thank god all went well. The judges liked it the most. phew. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what a way to end it. I actually fell down backstage. This seriously wont be a joke anymore. It has become a norm for me already. i really dont know why. That thing, which i thought was a WALL, turned out to be just a hanging huge black cloth. I actually wanted to support myself by holding on to it. So you can now imagine how it was like. hahahaah. yah in that blinking rich stunning gold dress summore. so bloody unglam. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i must say it was really a wonderful 1 week for me, coz i've met new nice friends, and experience myself being on a live telecast tv show, and learning tamil of course hahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Err i'm performing again this coming sat, soo mediacorp is currently my 3rd home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've bumped into a few artistes, like sezairi. Now i really wish to bump into hady mirza, seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8337752356031646852?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8337752356031646852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8337752356031646852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8337752356031646852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8337752356031646852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/grant-me-that-wish.html' title='Grant Me That Wish'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-3893741603536927167</id><published>2010-04-22T23:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T00:42:08.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet Snake</title><content type='html'>I woke up from sleep&lt;br /&gt;didn't know i was that tired and got into it that deep&lt;br /&gt;To realise there's so many pm messages&lt;br /&gt;on my msn messenger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a message from you&lt;br /&gt;but i was asleep, like you always knew&lt;br /&gt;so u left a few words&lt;br /&gt;and go..ohhhhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and suddenly i recalled that i had a dream&lt;br /&gt;you came back, yes it was you&lt;br /&gt;freaky shit. it was so tak perlu.&lt;br /&gt;My first ever dream after so long.&lt;br /&gt;It was blue.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-3893741603536927167?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3893741603536927167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=3893741603536927167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/3893741603536927167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/3893741603536927167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/wet-snake.html' title='Wet Snake'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-7509774376629240615</id><published>2010-04-19T08:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T09:16:46.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Dog Cant Stop Eating Shit</title><content type='html'>The day started out all so gloomy, and the next thing you know, you're smiling from ear to ear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was away from my workstation for just a few seconds, and when i come back, a pack of real rich chocolate Fox's crinkles made it's surprise, sitting patiently right infront of my pc with a little note that says "Thanks for everything."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it's gonna be a bad week for me, coz ive got this sudden crazy breakouts and zits all over my face and they are all so huge. Havent got them for very long seriously and so this is really traumatizing. maybe my hormones are changing again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last wed's recording experience at laselle was really awesome. the studio's freaking new and huge, like every musician have their own corner, and i had my own room for the vocals. and obviously i was spending my time in there prancing around with my own little space, while the rest do their set up and warm ups and sound checks etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine how the whole live recording was done. Me in my little room and a glass window, singing and looking across the window, is zai with his drums in his own room, and outside far across is jess with the awesome grand piano, and at the other corner, in his cubicle, the guitarist. ok i forgot his name, but wink wink. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did a few takes and i think we sounded great. Sadly the bassist cudnt make it at the very last min, so there's no bass in it. awkward. but ok lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i should thank zai for saving my day like how superman does coz he made me look at the brighter side of things and he kept telling me to take every little thing slowly. i dont noe since when did he turn into a love guru. but yeah, i'm taking his words seriously now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not only that, i'm blessed to have friends around who constantly give me a word or two for advice. and i truly appreciate them. yeah, like shit can smell good sometimes. hahaha k crap. what i'm tryin'a say, let the positive vibes bring yourself out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if i'm gonna update about thursday, friday, saturday, sunday, can get me crazy. Ok fine, well basically just some highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday - when i was dead worried about something, and i did something random, and unexpectedly, that randomness gave me abit of light somehow. slight relief. ok you dont understand. its ok. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday - when me and maj had a crazy lunch at sakura buffet since she wanted to makan besau. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday - to wdlds ssdc and finally get myself enrolled there. tampines giant after tt. lunch. go back sleep. and StageArts BBQ @ ECP after that. catch up with rab and faz, and they finally knew about my story. and got truly angry hahaha. and sara, we seriously need to get our butts on the bike. i mean, bicycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh! When we discovered Somalia wasnt part of US. HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday - one whole crazy day from 8am to 5pm in a driving school. extremely nuts. macam paham. over confidence. i'm crazy. shit. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, to mediacorp. whahahahahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-7509774376629240615?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7509774376629240615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=7509774376629240615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7509774376629240615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7509774376629240615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/dog-cant-stop-eating-shit.html' title='The Dog Cant Stop Eating Shit'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-5652088117984918</id><published>2010-04-19T07:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T07:37:36.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Life's too short.But yet, you got to take things slow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-5652088117984918?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5652088117984918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=5652088117984918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/5652088117984918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/5652088117984918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/lifes-too-short.html' title=''/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-2086112694564508608</id><published>2010-04-13T23:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T00:05:31.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rodondo</title><content type='html'>FB is being such a bitch, i can't even view the home page, or any profile page. The only thing that is displayed is the search engine and me being such a freako literally typed "is there anything wrong with facebook?", and clicked enter. &lt;br /&gt;Obviously it did not get me anywhere and the more frustrating it gets. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why these days you can just put me anywhere and i will just go into deep sleep immediately. Not like i did anything so taxing during the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been raining cows these days in the late afternoon. Everytime i knock off and already walking home, it starts to rain. Like yesterday immediately as i step OUT of the shelter, a drip of water hit my face and followed by the heavy downpour. Today almost the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok FB is still not working. Don't you think it's just so weird not to have the page up when you're online or something? Yeah VERY dependent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to stop eating the luxurious 'Rodondo' cream wafer rolls. I've got like 3 tins hiding inside my cupboard hahahhah. Different flavours. Make sure it survives till weekend. Will make good company.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah this post is so all over the place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having this shitty feeling again =S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-2086112694564508608?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2086112694564508608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=2086112694564508608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/2086112694564508608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/2086112694564508608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/rodondo.html' title='Rodondo'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-6214825329718127374</id><published>2010-04-13T08:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T08:52:14.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Koyo-Koyo</title><content type='html'>I'm now having a stiff neck and i can't turn my head properly. What did i do sia. I don't remember doing so much head banging. I got my mum to massage my neck for me last night in the hall room and i end up sliding down on the floor and sleep. Got up. Still got the pain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is the 10 minute massage shop around the neighbourhood or shopping centres any good? Otherwise i need to plaster some pretty koyok on the back of my neck all day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Updates on my playlist. I'm beginning to like/love these few songs:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Alejandro - Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;2) Gravity - Pixie Lott&lt;br /&gt;3) Here We Go Again - Pixie Lott&lt;br /&gt;4) I never told you - Colbie Caillat&lt;br /&gt;5) Love Mail - Lady Gaga&lt;br /&gt;6) Parachute - Cheryl Cole&lt;br /&gt;7) Telephone - Lady Gaga feat. Beyonce&lt;br /&gt;8) Temporary Home - Carrie Underwood&lt;br /&gt;9) Whataya Want From Me - Adam Lambert&lt;br /&gt;10)Need You Now - Lady Antebellum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh. If you notice, only 1 guy on the list. Gay lah tts why, sound like girl summore. I can't even pull off his songs sometimes. Being such an acclaimed superstar that i am, none on the list are my songs. Nah I don't like my songs. Too much disney. Songs for kiddies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a dream this morning. Erm hahah dah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-6214825329718127374?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6214825329718127374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=6214825329718127374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6214825329718127374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6214825329718127374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/koyo-koyo.html' title='Koyo-Koyo'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-4762073055327814701</id><published>2010-04-12T08:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T09:29:28.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello, Goodbye</title><content type='html'>It's depressing to know that your friends are actually suffering the same thing as you do. What has the world turn into. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them, who used to be in long term relationship, who have now turned single, and who come across new people or new friends, or new guy, or new boy friends, new hope, new light, new whatever, are now being turned away. Some faced this after a while, some within a short period, and some, after dating for so long already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust me it feels shitty. What's even worst is, you just have NO IDEA WHY. It's understandable if it's not meant to be, means it's not meant to be. But it won't do much justice if the underlying truth is untold. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you treat a person with much respect, how tough it could be, you could just easily leave a statement to clear the mind, to state the reason why. Maybe not everything in this world or in this life is justified afterall, but you can't just leave a goodbye just like that right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some, not even a 'goodbye'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me personally, happened countless times already i wont be surprised if it happens again and again. seriously. You have no idea how shitty the feeling is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we supposed to go back to the old 'formulae' of turning away people and not interact with them and treat yourself like some arrogant Princess?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now when we give ourselves the chance, indeed A LOT of chances, and this is the outcome that we get, damn you just don't know if its called unlucky, or just fate, or however you may interpret it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes when i think back, it's like cats are now chased into holes by the mouse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To put it bluntly, it's &lt;strong&gt;rejection&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew finally that word is out. That is the scariest thing ever. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just hope that this won't just be another hello, and goodbye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-4762073055327814701?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4762073055327814701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=4762073055327814701' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4762073055327814701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4762073055327814701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/hello-goodbye.html' title='Hello, Goodbye'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-953331854726933031</id><published>2010-04-11T15:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T16:45:23.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Worth Another.</title><content type='html'>"Lets send the love shock, to the top!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's a line from the pre-chorus of Zai's 'Love Shocked' that i was helping him with last night for his school project. All back up vocals done and showcase will be on wed at his school. Hope he can schedule us for a 1 time rehearsal, coz i havent met with any of his other musicians before. Otherwise, gotta just hit the studio and do it spontaneously. how possible. scary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I borrowed the cd from him and watched back the gig we had back then @ TJC. That was like in 2005. One word. Awful. I cringed throughout the whole video for the fact that, 1st, i looked horrible. 2nd, i didnt know i was such a bimbo. 3rd, we sounded really bad, and i sounded worst. I could hardly understand what i was singing. Wah damn bad. I always thought we were good. Apparently, not at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the fact that we were so pathetic but could AT LEAST perform somewhere, that's good enough. I didn't know we had so many songs last time. Definitely we were so cute and i miss the guys. If we can do a remake on those songs, would be wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a performer is never easy. You always need to appeal to the masses and perform songs that are familiar, popular on the radio, and easy listening. I'm never the sort who will put such songs on repeat, or even have them on my playlist. Now i'm struggling. I'm practically downloading songs that are currently in their top 40s just to keep myself updated, and hoping i can easily sing along to it if there's such request.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With this updated playlist, none are my favourites. err except for Adam Lambert's 'Whataya Want From Me'. Yar that's all. So listening to good korean songs all these while werent that bad afterall hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sidetrack, i've been worrying about something. I don't know if it's worthwhile to even worry about such a thing. Is it that important afterall. I feel like as if i'm back at the same phase of life, like in the past, where i'm free to do my own things, free to talk to whoever i want, free to be with whoever i want, free to go wherever i want. I'm pretty much so adapted to this now that, for a moment, i ponder why am i still so worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could it be the feeling of security that i was so used to? Or could it possibly be the sense of loyalty for someone. Where you know there will be no worries, and where you pretty much know how's life gonna be. And it's so devastating to know that you were actually clinging to false hopes and empty silly dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's too early to think about it now. I still have this hope crying inside. But i'm afraid 'hopes' can do the same shit to you. I seriously don't know what to expect now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to prepare for the worst. Wait, i think i have. I'm already up on my feet, and walking, running. It's time for self-defense. Say no to cheaters. My loyalty is worth another loyal soul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-953331854726933031?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/953331854726933031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=953331854726933031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/953331854726933031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/953331854726933031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/worth-another.html' title='Worth Another.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-918047235117133296</id><published>2010-04-10T14:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T14:54:03.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shine</title><content type='html'>All that i've always wanted to know, what's ready right infront of me. Do i have to wait till i slowly reach it, or do i start taking physical actions to grasp it.&lt;br /&gt;Do i take it slow, or do i rush into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, it will get me there. What implications it might have, that i wouldn't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most often i try to see things that's far ahead of me. But seldom do i realise that there are still more behind me. Everything ready behind me. I just take a pass to it, and move ahead, without exploring the things that are already there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always believed that small little steps are still the best, the only way that suit me. Or maybe i'm just too afraid to take on bigger ones. afraid i might collapse, with a greater impact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide. I'm taking chances as they come. I'm just the sort who won't make things happen. Could be bad, could even be good. But i'm pretty sure, i will seize whatever opportunity that come by. I shall try, if it's the best. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But one thing i'm just afraid of, is making the sacrifice. Till now, i have no idea what sort of sacrifice that is, for me to shine even more. Coz in the first place, i dont know how bright a star i will be. I'm just easily content with whatever i'm doing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to learn, and i need to believe, that i have a lot more in me. When it's time to come, it will come eventually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just so the world can see, that i have the best in me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-918047235117133296?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/918047235117133296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=918047235117133296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/918047235117133296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/918047235117133296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/shine.html' title='Shine'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-7858259113308857046</id><published>2010-04-10T04:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T04:48:27.714+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GNO</title><content type='html'>I'm just too lazy to put this into clear sentences, but at the same time i wouldn't want to forget the crazy events. This will do for now so when i read it back, i can recall:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Non-self-explanatory)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Fidah's blinking green lights and getting honked for not making the left turn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) $2.40 per entry for nothing. laughing around the car park and getting stuck at the car lift but in the end went to some other place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Near accident. phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Fidah and her "dressing up" in the car for 10 mins - blame the short short dress. car shook like there's somebody having sex inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) 'Australian slanged guy' buzzing around like a house fly and his issues on our non-alcoholic drinks while at Beaver's. and before that, he said "Hi Anoy." &lt;br /&gt;HOW THE HELL DID HE KNOWWW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Awesome 'I'll Be There For You' song request&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Got a postcard with an image of 'Many topless women on the beach' Kim got from Perth. it's sick to even keep it. but i'll keep it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Too many people around arab street. Fidah and her awkward moments getting out of the car with her erm short short dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Bunch of ns boys and getting us to play along their birthday surprise party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) shared a piece of cake, shared the fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Kim and her tarot cards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) and her palm reading&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Fidah and her spilling tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) The talk about 'love'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) And the talk about 'future'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Freaky guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Tengku and his men - goodbye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Crazy driver- assholes fooling around on the road&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Home sweet Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) 3.30am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; FREAKY FRIDAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-7858259113308857046?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7858259113308857046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=7858259113308857046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7858259113308857046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7858259113308857046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/gno.html' title='GNO'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-4647618431364005442</id><published>2010-04-09T16:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T16:58:51.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One Sound, One Spirit.</title><content type='html'>Sports Fiesta @ Serangoon Stadium went all good. Nice weather, good spirits, high energy. Full of content. I should say i had the most fun there =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately it didnt rain, i'd rather it's sunny and warm, than rain and wet. I havent cheered so much for very long, and i kinda miss the feeling of losing your voice. hahah crap. Well all becoz i had the chance to make announcements and commentaries to the events, and it was really fun! And cheered for the kids a lot! smangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Participated in the Mixed Relay, but didnt get into top 3 unlike last year =( coz other teams had 2 male teachers each, whereas my team both female and we're pathetic runners. hah excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so everyone's happy and enjoyed the good day. and now it's time to enjoy the weekends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's SYF for band display, and i still donno if i wanna go. I miss being in band. and i miss the musicianship everyone has in them, the staying back late for practices, getting screwed for not training your section well, doing pumpings for whatever stupid things you do. all that in achieving 'one sound'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch Nodame Cantabile, i dont think it's still playing in theatres, so i'm gonna find a way to watch it. can't find it online thou. hopefully the dvd's out or something. it's about students who lead their own student orchestra. it's adapted from a japanese manga. i hope it's good. Like Drumline, or School of Rock hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out tonight, prolly in tmr, and sunday zai's coming over for some recording for his project. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things been good. But i want something more. how.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-4647618431364005442?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4647618431364005442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=4647618431364005442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4647618431364005442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4647618431364005442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/one-sound-one-spirit.html' title='One Sound, One Spirit.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-3625716674133869413</id><published>2010-04-08T08:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T08:21:46.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Jerk</title><content type='html'>So what does it mean to be a jerk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)You get bored. You look for someone to talk to, or entertain you.&lt;br /&gt;2)You saw somebody on msn and so you talk to that person telling that you're damn bored.&lt;br /&gt;3)It's very late. That someone suggest you go 'report strength'. Wouldn't it be very nice to do that very late at night on bed or something.&lt;br /&gt;4)You said your other half is already asleep. oh well too bad.&lt;br /&gt;5)That person suggest you go get a tub of BJ's or something, or call up mac's delivery to keep you awake and company.&lt;br /&gt;6)and suddenly that person hears the phone ringing and went "who in the blue would call me this late now???"&lt;br /&gt;7)and so it was you. wth. &lt;br /&gt;8)That person answers your call and start entertaining your lame ass jokes, hoping tt you go get to a world of your own, like now. &lt;br /&gt;9)That person gets a news feed update on fb, and you posted something on your wall saying that you're bored etc etc and wishes someone was there to entertain your lonely night.&lt;br /&gt;10) You obviously know that the person would have read it, and so u told that person not to comment on your fb post, that the person was entertaining you just now, afraid a world war might break out soon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tau takot. &lt;br /&gt;Go jerk off you jerk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-3625716674133869413?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3625716674133869413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=3625716674133869413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/3625716674133869413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/3625716674133869413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/jerk.html' title='A Jerk'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-6200536307691970272</id><published>2010-04-07T19:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T00:38:36.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kong Simi</title><content type='html'>Today was indeed a very fulfilling day. Haven't felt so productive for so long. Despite the nightmares and whatnot that happened the past two days. Everything's fine for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 4 lines and i feel that this post is boring already. Hmm.. i feel like doing quizzes. nvm later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow this is the most amazing blog post i ever written. If you wanna know why, now it's 11:43pm, i just woke up. from the 4 liner sleep. And what time does this post say? I'm not sure too, check it out at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow gonna be another busy day i guess. Before the actual sports day come, and before we hit the weekends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting kim and fidah friday night, hopefully dont cock up hahah. and both said they are riding. like what? now i have to get my own freaking bike or what? and so for that, they're gonna come over instead whahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah i need to get a driving licence. like now. someone just kick me please. it will take me ages just to enrol myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some things i feel like getting. not that it's really necessary, but let's see:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Personal Digi Cam - Yar like only i can use it and nobody else can. hahah. then cam whore, like a slut. whoa damn fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) External hard disk - Just afraid this laptop gonna crash anytime soon. Yeah back up time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Track recorder - since i like to do songs a lot, this wud be a good investment. Then can publish my own album. ooo exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Personal Microphone - like a diva. hahahahahahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) New phone - It's either i get all those above individually, or a phone that functions like all of them. whoa how to get like that. ok obviously don't have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that's a lot of savings to do. hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the stupid void deck mini concert which i did previously, it feels like i havent done anything fun/silly/exciting for very long. I need one, to spice up my life. Or do community service or something. ok that was a joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here's the quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PHONE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Grab Your Phone.&lt;br /&gt;Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What is the 3rd picture of in your phone?&lt;br /&gt;Huh. Me in black framed nerd glasses with a minahrep face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What's your ringtone?&lt;br /&gt;Amarah by Siti Nurhaliza and Kris Dayanti. I can just let the phone ring and not pick up the call haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Who's the 1st person that comes under M?&lt;br /&gt;Majidah. That's my sidekick at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who's the last person you called?&lt;br /&gt;supplier dey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who was your last missed call from?&lt;br /&gt;Huzaimi. sec sch mate/drummer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Who's the 1st person who comes up under C?&lt;br /&gt;CCPE Hafiz. okay there's a couple more names with 'CCPE' at the front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Who's your speed dial number 2?&lt;br /&gt;I dont speed dial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What does 3rd text in ur inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;"Millenia walk. baru 3 hari."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was your last received call from?&lt;br /&gt;supplierrrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What does your 5th sentbox text say?&lt;br /&gt;"so bila off day baru keje? Flexible kepe?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. How many messages are currently in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;do i have to count? i dont think there's a shortcut to check. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is the wallpaper?&lt;br /&gt;My face. I love me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Who's speed dial number 1?&lt;br /&gt;Shuddup la speed dial speed dial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Who is the 15th message from in your inbox?&lt;br /&gt;Yusri Wulfy, who's selling me digi cams. hahah. ok wth. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Who's the 1st person who comes up under B?&lt;br /&gt;Bajal. tt's my eldest brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. How many bars of signal do you currently have?&lt;br /&gt;full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What network are you on?&lt;br /&gt;M1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Name every person you have a message from.&lt;br /&gt;Huhhh that's gonna be longg..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What does your 6th text message in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;"kerja dalam kerja. faham tak? hahah."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Who is the first person in your contacts?&lt;br /&gt;Abg Adik. that's 2nd brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Who is the last name in your contacts?&lt;br /&gt;Zawanah ITE Beach Fiesta (whom i never even spoken to before)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What does the last text in your inbox say?&lt;br /&gt;"paaaaaaagi! :-)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is your screensaver?&lt;br /&gt;Oh me again. But this time round in short shorts with thunder thighs. no i'm not sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What is your balance?&lt;br /&gt;Kong simi??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Who's the last person under H?&lt;br /&gt;Hyrol CCPE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What is your bluetooth name?&lt;br /&gt;Anoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. How many numbers are in your phone?&lt;br /&gt;182&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Could you live without it?&lt;br /&gt;Should be able to uh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh wahlao what kind of quiz is this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's late, i need to sleep. Tomorrow update again. hopefully hahaha. &lt;br /&gt;Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-6200536307691970272?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6200536307691970272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=6200536307691970272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6200536307691970272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6200536307691970272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/kong-simi.html' title='Kong Simi'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-3876839036883218355</id><published>2010-04-05T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T13:43:37.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My first attempt. Nak step bersajak.</title><content type='html'>Kisah Semalam&lt;br /&gt;*************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pabila mentari terbenam&lt;br /&gt;sayup kedengaran, sepi menelan malam, &lt;br /&gt;pabila hujan diseru alam&lt;br /&gt;suasana bertukar menjadi kelam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apakah ini petanda kejadian semalam&lt;br /&gt;duduk terpaku dan berdiam&lt;br /&gt;sudah hampir dua jam, wajah tampak muram&lt;br /&gt;masih memikirkan bedanya halal dan haram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hidup ku kini bagai kapal karam&lt;br /&gt;Ku meringis dalam suram&lt;br /&gt;Takut akan berlakunya lagi perkara silam&lt;br /&gt;dengan apa yang berlaku semalam&lt;br /&gt;di atas tilam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more ideas. what else rhymes with 'am'??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-3876839036883218355?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3876839036883218355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=3876839036883218355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/3876839036883218355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/3876839036883218355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-first-attempt-nak-step-bersajak.html' title='My first attempt. Nak step bersajak.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-1308553268658394923</id><published>2010-04-02T22:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T22:59:15.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cat Cross The Road</title><content type='html'>I'm so happy i managed to complete half a song with my crazy anvil studio!!! &lt;br /&gt;Now, the lyrics. I'm using back my recent lame one for the time being to see how it sounds like. I think i'm gonna rewrite something else. that has a slightly brighter tone to it. i seriously got no idea how to write a good one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch/dinner with fam juz now at downtown east. walk around, got myself a $5 t shirt then go home. hahah. thought of going cycling or something, but i was inappropriately dressed for bicycles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother shared this with me. The guy macam paham. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ah-Ha - Teaching English&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CY6C5rA57_k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CY6C5rA57_k&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately after watching this, i learnt that the guy (the teacher) just passed away. It was in the news. he died of accidentally eating rat poison. i donno how it happened. seems funny but afterall, not everything in life is a joke. it really happened. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i still love this show. ahah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot that it's a friday. Feels like sunday to me. that doesnt mean i was looking forward for next week. NOOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-1308553268658394923?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1308553268658394923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=1308553268658394923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1308553268658394923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1308553268658394923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/cat-cross-road.html' title='Cat Cross The Road'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-5543129588877490430</id><published>2010-04-02T00:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T01:39:10.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh! The Night seems SO INteresting!</title><content type='html'>Watching wrestling is like watching comedy. I don't understand why 1 of them have to clench the other's head in between his legs. Classic act. It looks funny. Ok i donno their names, i think i watched Edge? and The Miz? They got funny names too. If i were a wrestler i'd name myself Sunshine. And i'll prance around the ring and turn it into a ball. Can't stand how they jump onto one another and beat around effortlessly. And pretend they are in pain. oh then why it's named WWE in the first place right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why was i watching wrestling. It was late, i couldnt sleep. I turn on the tv and the only interesting ones were America's New Top Model, this Indonesian singing show, and last on the list was WWE. ANTM was quite boring. I got freaked out looking at the skinny girls. And only 1 was pretty, unfortunately she got kicked out.  That singing show, only 1 song was good, when Afghan sang with Rossa. Their performance blew me away. So i then forced myself to watch wrestling, coz i remembered how cool it was back then, Undertaker vs Stonecold. eh that's WWF. What's the diff ah? WWF is real and WWE is fake? something like that? Yeah so good thing was, the show ended abt 15 mins after i watched it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i watched Beauty Files. Crap. I fell asleep. The only thing that can keep me awake is computers. I donno why. There's nothing! seriously nothing. Even Youtube can bore me now, and Farmville cant save my lonely moments anymore. But i still kept loyal to internet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier just now i was playing around with my anvil studio. I think that's what i'm going to do whenever i'm bored now. I picked up a melody, assign it a distortion guitar, allocate some cool drum beats to it. and i'm done with the intro. hahah sounds so easy but nooo.. all the instruments sound pathetic. tomorrow i'll advance to the verse. or, i'll download a better studio. donno, gonna try around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2nd April already. Fools day is over. I only put on a trick once, on fb. lame shit. and nobody put up a trick on me, except the hady mirza is in mdis part. that's mild. hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I foresee it's gonna be a long boring weekend. seriously. some meet ups are cancelled so yeah. i feel like a loser haha. should have organized a chalet or something. or maybe, i'll randomly call up people and say that i'm at their doorstep. extended aprils fool. aiyer no other ideas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so happy my dad bought roasted chicken. i ate half of it. the whole half chicken. i had it with hot milo. weird combi. ah, then i had chocolate muffins. its good. ok that's it about food. i'm running out of ideas hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh freak lah i'm still not sleepy. i dont remember taking steroids or whatsoever. &lt;br /&gt;Somebody please put me to sleep. I know its a long weekend but i still need the beauty sleep u noe. hahahah like real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like writing more. hmmm.... errrmmm... hmmmh....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-5543129588877490430?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5543129588877490430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=5543129588877490430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/5543129588877490430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/5543129588877490430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/04/oh-night-seems-so-interesting.html' title='Oh! The Night seems SO INteresting!'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8261997507701992351</id><published>2010-03-31T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T23:52:19.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A tub of Ben &amp; Jerry's Is Good and It has Nothing Got to Do with This Post</title><content type='html'>I just woke up and i'm so sleepy and i think i'm gonna get back to sleep soon. Don't ask me why i woke up in the 1st place. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to be a short week this week but it seems long for me anyway coz partly i've got nothing to look forward to during weekends. No plans have been firmed up yet coz i hate early planning, and then cock up. so whoever calls and ask me out, a day before or so, then most likely i'll go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some invitation's been going around now, like a ccpe gathering, but i cant be bothered hahah. i looked at the invitation list and i know very few of them.  i think i'm still very anti-social. wait, it's not like i'm anti-social, but i hate huge gatherings. I'd rather hang out in small groups amongst the closest people, or, can be new people but 1 on 1. eh sounds like a date. but anyway, there's like over 30 of them invited and i bet on the actual gathering itself, you'll see smaller sub groups. confirm one la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but as of now, only 2 of them rsvp-ed. and they are together. so i think i'm gonna suggest to them lupakan sajer, gi dating sua. hahah. UNLESS there's nobody else who rsvp-ed then i might join the 2 of them and be the walking bed or something. ok waddehell jer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm sleepy and i want to have sweet dreams. so, goodnight..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: if hady's a wimp, then a wimp is what? &lt;br /&gt;arhh k k enuff. crashed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8261997507701992351?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8261997507701992351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8261997507701992351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8261997507701992351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8261997507701992351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/03/tub-of-ben-jerrys-is-good-and-it-has.html' title='A tub of Ben &amp; Jerry&apos;s Is Good and It has Nothing Got to Do with This Post'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-801270246077047930</id><published>2010-03-31T08:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:01:28.752+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Boy</title><content type='html'>I seldom have kids in the school come looking for me, well this time round, a boy was asking where i was. Like waddehell for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And -_-, he was asking for a safety pin, his hands held tight to his pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the first time. Recently i was doing class relief, and another boy was soo playful that he ran around the class,and i dont know what else he did that left a huge hole below the zipper. I had to walk him all the way back to the staff room to get him enough pins to cover up the hole. and just imagine the way he walked. and obviously he was so embarrased that he had to cover it up real hard to avoid me from looking hahahahah. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now tyring to come out with a few draft designs for a camp t shirt. no idea really. googling for ideas but all i can think of right now is an image of a tree, that forms the shape of a boy. i donno why. all this brainwashing that's been going on in the school about being the niche in environmental education have made me this dope. Not that it's a bad thing, but i donno how to fuse it. and if you could take a look at the image below, that's how it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/S7KdTGx87zI/AAAAAAAAAWU/r549Sr_6QMs/s1600/DSC00512a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/S7KdTGx87zI/AAAAAAAAAWU/r549Sr_6QMs/s320/DSC00512a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454595050262294322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously doped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself that i'll come out with at least one superb looking design by end of today. All the best to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm maybe i should just include that 'tree boy' in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-801270246077047930?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/801270246077047930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=801270246077047930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/801270246077047930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/801270246077047930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/03/oh-boy.html' title='Oh Boy'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/S7KdTGx87zI/AAAAAAAAAWU/r549Sr_6QMs/s72-c/DSC00512a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-3846860744760496374</id><published>2010-03-30T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T23:21:32.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If I could Do Celine Dion's</title><content type='html'>I love short naps, but i hate it when people keep coming into my room to search for things while i'm asleep. If i'm dead asleep tkpe tau but it's during these precious naps that i had to get distracted then i cannot take it. Sometimes i even wonder why so many things are kept in my room. and for some reason, i'm pretty sure i dont have such a thing in my room, and they still insist on searching for it. "They" refers to anybody in my family haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i woke up and walk out of my room and down the hallway when i heard my brother jamming with his guitar. Goshh he's sounding more like a guitar god now sometimes i wonder how he picked it up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that left me thinking that i should start being good at something. like anything. I feel like taking up proper piano lessons. First of all, i've always learnt to play it by ear, and i dont even know what key i'm playing. It can be fun at times, but i guess it's a good start for people like me who constantly have new melodies in mind. Most often when that happens, i'd record down my own voice singing that melody. Then i'll try sing out the whole song, and then get on the keyboard and play some basic shit just to support the melody. Otherwise, i can be the next Lady Gaga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can never get myself proper on guitars, i dont know why. i learnt the chords on the last fret and then i gave up hahah. i wish someone can give me proper guitar lessons now. no, not my brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i wish i had my own orchestra. I want to arrange my own music and do some pop classical, or rock classical would be nice too. but that can never happen. i'm bad at theories. unless the people in my orchestra play by ear too. i hate sightreading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried working on electronic studios to compose music. It sounds patchy coz obviously the sounds are not pure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I intend to get this 9 track recorder. It does multi track recording. easier to capture live sound. just mic it up and do the recording track by track, easier like tt. ok i dont intend to sound like a sound engineer but i hope i know what i'm doing and not like macam paham hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can have no problems at music arrangements but i have one problem. I can NEVER be good at lyrics. i'm not a writer. well i tried but nah, just not my forte. i need help. someone please help me pen it down and i promise it will sound better than how Miley Cyrus would sing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on top of all these, i have yet to master D'Voice. Still very very far from Celine Dion hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-3846860744760496374?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3846860744760496374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=3846860744760496374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/3846860744760496374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/3846860744760496374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/03/if-i-could-do-celine-dions.html' title='If I could Do Celine Dion&apos;s'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-6252669281726934617</id><published>2010-03-30T18:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T23:24:35.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sausage Is Good</title><content type='html'>I could have stopped and just shouted at the bloody taxi driver for turning in the traffic junction while i was crossing the road and while the green light was still on. I swear his ears will bleed to death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thank god i'm still alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seriously trying very hard to suppress my hunger each day (well only been 2 days now) and i wonder how much more i can go. The smell of waffles would usually make me stop by and get one to satisfy my craze over it. But not today, where i'd purposely walk into the shopping center, hoping to bring back home something, or rather, walk home munching something. But what did i get for myself. A pack of facial cotton pad. THAT'S IT. I can't believe it i had to just browse through the shelves to look out for newly stocked snacks and such. and pretend that it didnt call for my attention. its making me think that shops like that are haunted and spooky, where the snacks are always out to woo my name like "hannahhh..... hannnahhhhhhh". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;errrrrrrr....goosebumps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day has passed quite quickly thou. Coz i'm glad that the mess that piled up at work today are now gone. Well usually i'd sit all day and not achieve anything at all. i shud give myself some credits. damn shud have gotten myself the waffles just now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i seriously need to give myself a little more credit coz i havent even mention a single line about _ _ _ _ today. I think i'm tired going over something which obviously wont become reality. ahah. anw, just for fun, just for laugh, nothing wrong right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like writing a song. but most of my songs sounds cocky. all i talk about is pain and a broken heart. any ideas what i should be writing about? and mind you i seldom write it in English, all my songs are in malay. Jiwa melayu kental beb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight, oh tonight, probably i'm gonna blog again. ahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i look funny with the sausage in my mouth. GARRGHH! Stop eating!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-6252669281726934617?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6252669281726934617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=6252669281726934617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6252669281726934617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6252669281726934617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/03/sausage-are-good.html' title='Sausage Is Good'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-979549859848650123</id><published>2010-03-30T09:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T10:07:09.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Just Too Confused</title><content type='html'>So now what do you want. Getting a random sms from you is not funny. I presume you just got into a fight with your girlfriend again and that is why you're trying to get in touch with me now, after ignoring me like as if i'm so desperate for your company. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the first place i have no idea why i even bothered to entertain you in such a way. (ok probably because i really was, after that catastrophic incident). You're not important to me at all. You freaking have a girlfriend to entertain, and you freaking gonna marry her next year. so why bother bothering me when i'm so bothered by this botherful shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive never really gotten myself into such nonsense until last month. I totally admit that i've been a total ass to even have the guts to do such a thing. In the first place it wasnt going anywhere coz we know that you already have a goal in mind, whereas for me i was still searching for my lost soul. errghh cliche. and so i thought you ignoring me was the perfect thing to do, so you can commit yourself to your wife-to-be, whereas i can go relek one corner (thinking of hady that is hahah ok jokes aside)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you obviously felt like falling back on someone else coz something bad just happened. Like when you mentioned "things hasnt been going as what i expected". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blueerghh ok i think there's no point babbling about this now coz i can expect what will happen next. So let's just see. I'm not gonna entertain you like how i did before. muahaahahah. i've got better things to think about and better things to look forward to. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right Hady?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-979549859848650123?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/979549859848650123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=979549859848650123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/979549859848650123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/979549859848650123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/03/youre-just-too-confused.html' title='You&apos;re Just Too Confused'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-7897175329188356853</id><published>2010-03-29T20:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T21:06:46.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Up Up In the sky</title><content type='html'>I've been smiling and giggling to myself all the way back home, coz for obvious reasons, HADY PROPOSED ME!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have i ever imagined that happening? erm yes?&lt;br /&gt;Well, even if he did not mean it, so what? What's more important is that your day feels complete and fruity and flowery and whatever else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UNTIL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My ring dropped into the toilet bowl. Well i was drinking too much water today thinking i could detoxify myself from all the unnecessary food consumption. Visited the ladies a couple of times, and the last visit had to result in a ring getting flushed down. I feel pathetic partly because i did not want to pick it up. First of all, it's rather cheap, and i've only worn it twice. So it doesnt really matter. But still, it looks unique, and i know i can always buy it again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on a much much lighter note, how could the ring possibly slip off my finger? and SO, IT MEANS, I've slimmed down by a milimetre! WOOHOO!! But not to get too hyped up yet, coz there's a couple of inch more to go. I look like a sack. whatever tt means.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about that, i think hady is too cute. and too sweet too. ive always thought he's just like any other random mat who loves to sing and play the guitar, and write corny songs, but i guess i've changed my mind now =) he gave me his wings and while i fly, he drops. poor boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we havent really met, but he proposed. i think he's crazy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you ok, honey?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-7897175329188356853?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7897175329188356853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=7897175329188356853' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7897175329188356853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7897175329188356853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/03/up-up-in-sky.html' title='Up Up In the sky'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-1446215324757584695</id><published>2010-03-29T14:54:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T15:19:48.177+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlike Pinky and the Brain</title><content type='html'>And so let's just see how often i'm going to update this blog, after 2 years of not revisiting it back again. What's new, most of my posts are often about me coming back into the blog after a long long time. and next thing u noe, the next update's gonna be in about 6 mths time minumum?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am i doing this, is becoz i've been pestered and accused of being so free. (HELL YEAH I AM) I've always thought that blogging is the toughest thing to do. coz it makes you sound and look dumb, with brainless posts, that only urself can understand, and nobody else does. (WHATS THE POINT?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, if it wasnt for Mr Long Time Crush "who checked me out while eating satay-look-and-sound-alike", i wouldnt have even bothered to check out my dead blog in the 1st place. and so why'd u even bother scratching your head guessing who tt guy is. coz it doesnt matter. coz this blog is around coz only i'd noe who its abt. k i'm getting too confused. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hungry. and if that's what lifes gonna be for me from now onwards, then i can forget about dating the Real Mr Long Time Crush. But wait in the 1st place he checked me out while i was hungry wasnt it. BUERRGHHH. I'm tired being senseless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When can i ever sound intellectual? Like discussing on how organic compounds are formed? hell no.&lt;br /&gt;It's ok, i'll remain like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let's hope by tonight i feel like blogging again, and if i really do, that's a very good sign that something great out of something good's gonna happen, soon?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till, TONIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-1446215324757584695?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1446215324757584695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=1446215324757584695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1446215324757584695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1446215324757584695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-unlike-pinky-and-brain.html' title='Unlike Pinky and the Brain'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-337563110532490534</id><published>2008-11-11T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T23:43:10.004+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dudey</title><content type='html'>I'm gonna screw up for Napfa test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I DONT WANT to SCREW UP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 wks of training better dont go to waste. Btw those 12 wks were the wks 2 months ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been sitting on bed thinking how to pass the tests, like strategies etc. And i realised, thinking wont do much help. DUH. JUST DO IT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, i need some quality time with the dude badly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, focus on your assignments, projects, test, and napfa, dear Farhanah aka Anoy aka AKU LA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh dudey dudey dudeyyy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-337563110532490534?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/337563110532490534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=337563110532490534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/337563110532490534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/337563110532490534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/11/dudey.html' title='Dudey'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-7740841738597848654</id><published>2008-11-10T01:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T01:47:45.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Take a Breather</title><content type='html'>It's time for me to take a breather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long wait.(incase some do wait)&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaa finally have the time to blog. Busy lah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentations&lt;br /&gt;Assigments&lt;br /&gt;Halloween Nite&lt;br /&gt;External Projects for ECO HEROES (South East CDC)&lt;br /&gt;etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just finished my tutorials.&lt;br /&gt;Need to study for quizzes.&lt;br /&gt;Need to start with projects.&lt;br /&gt;Need to finish up on more assignments.&lt;br /&gt;Need to prepare for Alumni Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and. HAVE to meet the dude. Coz, i miss him. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH AND I REALLY NEED TO SHOP! SHOP SHOP AND SHOP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anybody wanna join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will continue this post soon, later. Need to rush for sleep hahaha&lt;br /&gt;MORNING LECTURES TOMORROW..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-7740841738597848654?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7740841738597848654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=7740841738597848654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7740841738597848654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7740841738597848654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/11/take-breather.html' title='Take a Breather'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8170155163054338512</id><published>2008-10-15T10:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:36:06.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@#$@#%@# to the power of 177</title><content type='html'>I JUST SMS MY FRIEND AND SHE SAID IT IS E-LEARNING. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!@$!%@#%#^&amp;#%@^$##^#*$*&amp;^(^&amp;@^@^#^$%&amp;#%^#$^$%&amp;^$%^@^@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8170155163054338512?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8170155163054338512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8170155163054338512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8170155163054338512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8170155163054338512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-power-of-177.html' title='@#$@#%@# to the power of 177'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8667740316497005905</id><published>2008-10-15T10:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T10:28:05.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>@#%!@</title><content type='html'>I am WAITINGGGG for my lab class to start. Where are the lecturers and the rest of the students...i only see a few here.... DOES IT MEAN THAT TODAY'S LAB IS E-LEARNING AS WELL???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#@%#$ LAAA.... 2 HOURS TO WAIT? Better not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8667740316497005905?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8667740316497005905/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8667740316497005905' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8667740316497005905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8667740316497005905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/10/blog-post.html' title='@#%!@'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-4208518887979291458</id><published>2008-10-13T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T19:51:23.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Windy Monday</title><content type='html'>YO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done with work. I'm back at school. Just serviced my lappie top last week and it costs me a BOMB-GILA-BOMBER LA! Had to replace the hard disk. Had to upgrade the RAM. Had to install a proper original anti virus software to avoid spywares coz i go to nonsense sites hahah. and all total up to $410. EH NOT CHEAP RITEEE.. KLAKAR KEPE. AND i havent get my pay. Great kan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, first day of school was fun. Yeaaa(*inserts smile* Yeah rite.) 1st lecture ended at 10, had 2 hrs break and thinkin there's a tutorial at 12, there actually wasnt any.  So we had 1 hr extra break. And when we proceed for next tutorial, it was e-learning. There wasnt any tutorials either. Kurang ajar kan! And deciding that there was another 2 hr break, me and Sara went to Jubilee's Ramen Ten! WOOHOO!! I CAUGHT MY SUPER SPICY RAMEN! power gedebak habes. My favourite. And we went back to school for another 2 hrs of lectures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To total up the free time, we had 5 DAMN FREAKING HOURS OF BREAK. BOLEH BALIK TIDOR LAH SEH! LUCKILY THE SUPER SPICY RAMEN IS HOT. IF NOT I BECOME THE RAMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes my 1st day of school on a nice windy monday. Lectures are damn bored. I slept, and dropped my thick book on the floor, and i woke up almost everybody else. Cool eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya is not over. I shall serang more kuihs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-4208518887979291458?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4208518887979291458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=4208518887979291458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4208518887979291458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4208518887979291458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/10/windy-monday.html' title='Windy Monday'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8458828759578013271</id><published>2008-10-07T07:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T07:53:15.549+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still have to wait</title><content type='html'>Cant wait for friday. Cant wait for school on monday. Cant wait for more raya outayngs. Cant wait for more kuehs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CANT WAIT CANT WAIT CANT WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, before i forget,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA AIDILIFITRI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never too late rite, got 24 more days. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Maaf zahir batin if i have ever made any of you gila and siao or anything like that if you cannot understand any of my blog entries. I will try my best to create a more decent post next time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;CANT WAIT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8458828759578013271?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8458828759578013271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8458828759578013271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8458828759578013271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8458828759578013271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-still-have-to-wait.html' title='I still have to wait'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8624523475893765605</id><published>2008-09-21T13:43:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T00:31:36.138+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PolyForum Madness!!!</title><content type='html'>PolyForum 2008 was an extreme blast yo!&lt;br /&gt;I am missing every single soul that i've met; new friends and old. Despite the fact that i'm fasting throughout the PolyForum event, i get so energetic. Till now! Yes i am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since i am so semangat, i shall highlight about all activities we had. From 8th September 2008, to 19th September 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;PRE-POLYFORUM WORKSHOPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pre-PolyForum Day 1 - 8th Sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the very first day of Pre-PolyForum Workshop and we had a huge group pic of all the participants at SD forum.Do look out for me hahah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXocZbIFNI/AAAAAAAAANw/dNeY8LSvLfU/s1600-h/n644709765_1371016_5822.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXocZbIFNI/AAAAAAAAANw/dNeY8LSvLfU/s320/n644709765_1371016_5822.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248356515328824530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was one scary part of the 1st day where everyone in the Singers group have to showcase their talent in this sharing session. I was preparing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXocptHVVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1mZqg2Vh01g/s1600-h/n644709765_1371022_7616.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXocptHVVI/AAAAAAAAAN4/1mZqg2Vh01g/s320/n644709765_1371022_7616.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248356519699240274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing 'When You Believe'. CONSTIPATED GILER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXocp-JscI/AAAAAAAAAOA/1ulBXxxoF08/s1600-h/n644709765_1371024_8246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXocp-JscI/AAAAAAAAAOA/1ulBXxxoF08/s320/n644709765_1371024_8246.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248356519770698178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXodCwvndI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/w-Q4KAkRW6o/s1600-h/n644709765_1371100_1677.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXodCwvndI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/w-Q4KAkRW6o/s320/n644709765_1371100_1677.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248356526425349586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Featuring the Singers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXo6G5Az6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/X8X09nVGZdo/s1600-h/n644709765_1371101_2005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXo6G5Az6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/X8X09nVGZdo/s320/n644709765_1371101_2005.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248357025749979042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performing Arts Group Poster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXo6KC2nzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o-_raRSHfV4/s1600-h/n644709765_1370780_2179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXo6KC2nzI/AAAAAAAAAOg/o-_raRSHfV4/s320/n644709765_1370780_2179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248357026596560690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pre-PolyForum Day 2 - 9th Sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocal Training session with Vaughn aka Von (Man in blue). He's in an Acapella group. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXpZLUANGI/AAAAAAAAAOo/DcExhfDKuoU/s1600-h/n644709765_1371123_9722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXpZLUANGI/AAAAAAAAAOo/DcExhfDKuoU/s320/n644709765_1371123_9722.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248357559512872034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXpZETZ_eI/AAAAAAAAAOw/UW04f6Dtv2w/s1600-h/n644709765_1371116_7198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXpZETZ_eI/AAAAAAAAAOw/UW04f6Dtv2w/s320/n644709765_1371116_7198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248357557631319522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the usual crazy me and rabia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXpZLl1iEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/tHJwkSvrJtA/s1600-h/n644709765_1371117_7544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXpZLl1iEI/AAAAAAAAAO4/tHJwkSvrJtA/s320/n644709765_1371117_7544.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248357559587670082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another crazy one, Roxanne. She sounds like Avril Lavigne. I'm serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXpZcjc8VI/AAAAAAAAAPA/SK0OIop3UG8/s1600-h/n644709765_1371118_7900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXpZcjc8VI/AAAAAAAAAPA/SK0OIop3UG8/s320/n644709765_1371118_7900.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248357564141072722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were practicing 'Seasons of Love' by Rent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXpZRXp3qI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7-RcOgWICjE/s1600-h/n644709765_1371122_9354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXpZRXp3qI/AAAAAAAAAPI/7-RcOgWICjE/s320/n644709765_1371122_9354.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248357561138798242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super Dream Girls!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXpvH1O7BI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DFxMG8w3-gM/s1600-h/n644709765_1371130_2350.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXpvH1O7BI/AAAAAAAAAPY/DFxMG8w3-gM/s320/n644709765_1371130_2350.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248357936535628818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pre-PolyForum Day 4 - 11th Sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During this day, we had to come out with our individual singing item. We tried to put up some popular numbers incorporated with beatboxing and rapping. Once of the songs featured 'Sway'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqYfkRK1I/AAAAAAAAAPg/fJa6Z3kkloM/s1600-h/n644709765_1371227_9884.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqYfkRK1I/AAAAAAAAAPg/fJa6Z3kkloM/s320/n644709765_1371227_9884.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358647281560402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqYWoMxwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Lm1vNrM09sM/s1600-h/n644709765_1371228_590.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqYWoMxwI/AAAAAAAAAPo/Lm1vNrM09sM/s320/n644709765_1371228_590.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358644882130690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqYVtfzWI/AAAAAAAAAPw/uiy-dyjM9KA/s1600-h/n644709765_1371233_824.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqYVtfzWI/AAAAAAAAAPw/uiy-dyjM9KA/s320/n644709765_1371233_824.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358644635913570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqYu4jv0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/L2c92y882Ic/s1600-h/n644709765_1371231_3472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqYu4jv0I/AAAAAAAAAP4/L2c92y882Ic/s320/n644709765_1371231_3472.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358651393195842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pre-PolyForum Day 5 - 12th Sept&lt;/span&gt;&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/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqrgBgVnI/AAAAAAAAAQA/F_8SZGbcRXE/s1600-h/n644709765_1371238_2313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqrgBgVnI/AAAAAAAAAQA/F_8SZGbcRXE/s320/n644709765_1371238_2313.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358973821703794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqrpXh7BI/AAAAAAAAAQI/L-xj5Ad81j8/s1600-h/n644709765_1371237_2018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqrpXh7BI/AAAAAAAAAQI/L-xj5Ad81j8/s320/n644709765_1371237_2018.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358976330001426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had to do this. To share our unforgettable childhood memories. To bond us together even more. Wanna know my story!? &lt;br /&gt;"This happened when i was in primary 5. There was this BIG guy who wanted to find fault with me. He pushed me to the ground and i slid up to 7 meters across the floor and hit the cabinet. Wanna know why he did that? Coz he was jealous of my bf back then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqrm1zThI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RdRfVs5-8zQ/s1600-h/n644709765_1371239_2609.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqrm1zThI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/RdRfVs5-8zQ/s320/n644709765_1371239_2609.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358975651663378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was definitely the sweetest part of the day when they gathered for my birthday. AWWW...SO SWEET!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqrwKukqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/JC-wIqDsaGc/s1600-h/DSC00122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXqrwKukqI/AAAAAAAAAQY/JC-wIqDsaGc/s320/DSC00122.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358978155352738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Combined Rehearsals @ School - 15th Sept&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/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXq5sgA6-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/wlBthxn1yp4/s1600-h/n659060077_4309256_1714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXq5sgA6-I/AAAAAAAAAQg/wlBthxn1yp4/s320/n659060077_4309256_1714.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248359217689062370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXq54ZHdRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/U_8EqfqXWOI/s1600-h/n659060077_4309254_994.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXq54ZHdRI/AAAAAAAAAQo/U_8EqfqXWOI/s320/n659060077_4309254_994.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248359220881356050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and the distorted face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXq5xEQrQI/AAAAAAAAAQw/nbhHEWekhUA/s1600-h/n659060077_4309252_299.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXq5xEQrQI/AAAAAAAAAQw/nbhHEWekhUA/s320/n659060077_4309252_299.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248359218914831618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;POLYFORUM @ DOWNTOWN EAST D'MARQUEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 1 - 16th Sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My face is on that banner together with the rest! Hahah. lousy, never capture properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsPshrInI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Dto6PXer40E/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsPshrInI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/Dto6PXer40E/s320/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248360695164772978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsP_YKAbI/AAAAAAAAARA/-8UNUAH6bNk/s1600-h/DSC01701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsP_YKAbI/AAAAAAAAARA/-8UNUAH6bNk/s320/DSC01701.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248360700225126834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsQKsyzFI/AAAAAAAAARI/8jAGKCS7LMM/s1600-h/n573544687_1372637_6173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsQKsyzFI/AAAAAAAAARI/8jAGKCS7LMM/s320/n573544687_1372637_6173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248360703264476242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken at the bowling alley at E-Hub Downtown East. We had to challenge with the other sub groups. My team scored 476? Sumthing like that. Mine alone, wasnt too impressive. Hahah. Not good larrhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsQB7i2vI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ombhbdBYUSU/s1600-h/n1165152776_126729_2857.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsQB7i2vI/AAAAAAAAARQ/ombhbdBYUSU/s320/n1165152776_126729_2857.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248360700910426866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsQZ7RqnI/AAAAAAAAARY/Ojp8UWXE6dk/s1600-h/n1165152776_126727_2215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsQZ7RqnI/AAAAAAAAARY/Ojp8UWXE6dk/s320/n1165152776_126727_2215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248360707351751282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We and the BALLS and SMELLY shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsunIRptI/AAAAAAAAARg/h3NXW7uQIPE/s1600-h/n1165152776_126732_3778.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsunIRptI/AAAAAAAAARg/h3NXW7uQIPE/s320/n1165152776_126732_3778.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248361226292012754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ COMPETITION!&lt;br /&gt;Preparation mode.&lt;br /&gt;I was just supervising. Heh. Didnt do much. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsuv8N4uI/AAAAAAAAARo/1fVloPQKN3c/s1600-h/n536483048_849447_7946.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsuv8N4uI/AAAAAAAAARo/1fVloPQKN3c/s320/n536483048_849447_7946.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248361228657353442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabia was busy cutting out tomatoes as garnishing. While we, busy supervising also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsu8gT21I/AAAAAAAAARw/baS3HCek48E/s1600-h/n536483048_849511_8544.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXsu8gT21I/AAAAAAAAARw/baS3HCek48E/s320/n536483048_849511_8544.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248361232029965138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Day 2 - 17th Sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very early in the morning. 6 20 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXzaj3N-yI/AAAAAAAAATY/5APhxKqOz5Q/s1600-h/DSC02883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXzaj3N-yI/AAAAAAAAATY/5APhxKqOz5Q/s320/DSC02883.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248368578399173410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very early in the morning singing already siah. Stop it seh Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXza1-cVZI/AAAAAAAAATg/kd0yeITn1iY/s1600-h/DSC02884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXza1-cVZI/AAAAAAAAATg/kd0yeITn1iY/s320/DSC02884.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248368583261312402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXza9ZxTwI/AAAAAAAAATo/RH9q4R9rTUE/s1600-h/DSC02886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXza9ZxTwI/AAAAAAAAATo/RH9q4R9rTUE/s320/DSC02886.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248368585254981378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXzbMHpqdI/AAAAAAAAATw/h1m98WJIdrg/s1600-h/DSC02887.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXzbMHpqdI/AAAAAAAAATw/h1m98WJIdrg/s320/DSC02887.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248368589205514706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME!! At Hort Park. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXta5jw3wI/AAAAAAAAAR4/9gpqseEQkWQ/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXta5jw3wI/AAAAAAAAAR4/9gpqseEQkWQ/s320/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248361987153387266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabia and her sexy pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXtbC_gt4I/AAAAAAAAASA/MdeQcSVdlJ4/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXtbC_gt4I/AAAAAAAAASA/MdeQcSVdlJ4/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248361989685688194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXtbWNB3EI/AAAAAAAAASI/3Tm7PtpiWlM/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXtbWNB3EI/AAAAAAAAASI/3Tm7PtpiWlM/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248361994842659906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXtbiYYaQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ug0_RSPxk4c/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXtbiYYaQI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ug0_RSPxk4c/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248361998111500546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXtbrC_ysI/AAAAAAAAASY/WOCkC5BYlPA/s1600-h/DSC02890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXtbrC_ysI/AAAAAAAAASY/WOCkC5BYlPA/s320/DSC02890.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248362000437725890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXuDChjiII/AAAAAAAAASg/dGpi_ZuyVJ4/s1600-h/DSC02893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXuDChjiII/AAAAAAAAASg/dGpi_ZuyVJ4/s320/DSC02893.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248362676754811010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabia and Scarecrow. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXuDfxvqqI/AAAAAAAAASo/fqaQmkKujyM/s1600-h/DSC02891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXuDfxvqqI/AAAAAAAAASo/fqaQmkKujyM/s320/DSC02891.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248362684607343266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erm. No comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXuDqwzEYI/AAAAAAAAASw/SR8vk1sDyWA/s1600-h/DSC02888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXuDqwzEYI/AAAAAAAAASw/SR8vk1sDyWA/s320/DSC02888.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248362687556161922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performing Arts Squeeze!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXuDtT0FTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/VaHy_58rcC4/s1600-h/n644709765_1370575_1067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXuDtT0FTI/AAAAAAAAAS4/VaHy_58rcC4/s320/n644709765_1370575_1067.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248362688239899954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing some briefing with my fellow singers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXuD_nK6-I/AAAAAAAAATA/uwcYCXg1FRc/s1600-h/n644709765_1370581_4371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXuD_nK6-I/AAAAAAAAATA/uwcYCXg1FRc/s320/n644709765_1370581_4371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248362693152926690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my TERRARIUM!! MY FIRST EVER PLANT THAT I PLANT MYSELF. HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXy7nWZdXI/AAAAAAAAATI/9k9_KIXxikI/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXy7nWZdXI/AAAAAAAAATI/9k9_KIXxikI/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248368046759310706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUTE RITE! CUTE RITE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXy71YSEXI/AAAAAAAAATQ/W1SiurnGGA8/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXy71YSEXI/AAAAAAAAATQ/W1SiurnGGA8/s320/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248368050525311346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;SHOWTIME - Day 3 - 18th Sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singers on standby for individual group item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXz8MelTMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/z8qwSd8NFvg/s1600-h/n644709765_1370665_480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXz8MelTMI/AAAAAAAAAT4/z8qwSd8NFvg/s320/n644709765_1370665_480.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248369156237380802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On standby for finale item.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0L3k5CoI/AAAAAAAAAUg/WZOlVcZeUoo/s1600-h/n644709765_1370674_3835.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0L3k5CoI/AAAAAAAAAUg/WZOlVcZeUoo/s320/n644709765_1370674_3835.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248369425504602754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step cute tak leh angs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0LxGjDnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/fqWYDrifwv4/s1600-h/n644709765_1370734_6402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0LxGjDnI/AAAAAAAAAUo/fqWYDrifwv4/s320/n644709765_1370734_6402.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248369423766720114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After show is over. Still on stage to do a group cheer. hahah. "Everybody let's dance! Boom pak boom!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0L8uFqqI/AAAAAAAAAUw/AXnxGMGnTmc/s1600-h/n644709765_1370763_5984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0L8uFqqI/AAAAAAAAAUw/AXnxGMGnTmc/s320/n644709765_1370763_5984.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248369426885356194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ready to go on a date. HAHAH. JUST JOKING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0MMKyFbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/JQymJpbVEKE/s1600-h/n617573068_780824_2766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0MMKyFbI/AAAAAAAAAU4/JQymJpbVEKE/s320/n617573068_780824_2766.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248369431032239538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Last Day - 19th Sept&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day in our chalet. Tsk tsk. With my chalet mates Nabilah, Hidayah and Rabia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0ogMdNtI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0tUtsvCoOck/s1600-h/DSC02900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0ogMdNtI/AAAAAAAAAVA/0tUtsvCoOck/s320/DSC02900.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248369917444306642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Them packing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0o0ccVhI/AAAAAAAAAVI/BYpeWO8Tpb8/s1600-h/DSC02899.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0o0ccVhI/AAAAAAAAAVI/BYpeWO8Tpb8/s320/DSC02899.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248369922880067090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye F1615... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0o5rUzzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8Q7mxAEfHPI/s1600-h/DSC02901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0o5rUzzI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8Q7mxAEfHPI/s320/DSC02901.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248369924284665650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0pOuWkjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/eh86nH9yKhI/s1600-h/DSC02902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNX0pOuWkjI/AAAAAAAAAVY/eh86nH9yKhI/s320/DSC02902.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248369929934508594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For yesterday and today, everyone in PF Performing Arts were either busy setting up facebook account, adding each other, uploading tonnes of pictures, or tagging on all the pictures. I certainly did! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POLYFORUM WAS CRAZY AND WE ARE IN NEED FOR ENCORE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MISS THEM LOADS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8624523475893765605?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8624523475893765605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8624523475893765605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8624523475893765605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8624523475893765605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/09/polyforum-madness.html' title='PolyForum Madness!!!'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SNXocZbIFNI/AAAAAAAAANw/dNeY8LSvLfU/s72-c/n644709765_1371016_5822.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-6517855659320376145</id><published>2008-09-15T18:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T05:28:18.435+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUUHH!!</title><content type='html'>Wow ok now i'm trying to take 10 minutes off to blog. Coz i hardly had more than 11 minutes to do this the past week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEEN SO BUSY!! Attending pre-polyforum workshops, singing, going out of home to school at 8am and back at 7pm, problems with problems, seeing people enjoying nice food, and more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Polyforum is fun! Met loads of new friends from the different polys and sharing our experiences and talents to put up a bomb show this coming thursday at D'Marquee.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow until friday gonna be gone, to Downtown east for the polyforum chalet.&lt;br /&gt;Packing up almost done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, it was my birthday last week. Heheehehehe.. BEEN SOO LONG I HAD SUCH BIRTHDAY EXPERIENCE. I think i've never had them like that.&lt;br /&gt;Its as simple as having people gathered together to sing a Birthday song for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT BUT. Hahah. I pity Rabia and the other polyforum girls coz the surprise was kinda spoilt by this other girl who was so slenger.&lt;br /&gt;She came into the room asking,"Eh today your birthday arh?"&lt;br /&gt;I said, "How you know?"&lt;br /&gt;She said, "Opps!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then i saw other groups' people coming into the room slowly. Obviously something was fishy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i must say i was touched coz all of them gathered, including all the cameramen standby to take picture. Eh i dont have all those pictures now. and and. They presented me with a fruit tart. Coz there was no birthday cake. So cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but early that morning for sahur, my family also sang bdae song for me. Hahah early in the morning have to sing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back at home in the evening, had our usual break fast and went out to get my prezzie!&lt;br /&gt;Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was drama session and they all so sweet lah. They were told to act out an object together, and the object was "food" and i didnt expect them to form a blueberry cake, with strawberry on it, and 2 candles. When they are done they sang me a Happy Bdae song! And asked me to blow the candles and cut the cake. Yeah Yana was the knife. hahaha. Eh btw thanks eh you so cute lah wish me happy bdae via all means of communication and networking, namely friendster, facebook, and tagboard. Hahah.And Eunice asked me to eat her. WHAT! Hah coz she said people hardly eat the strawberry. She she was the strawberry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i had 3 bdae songs altogether. Cool arh! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS A MILLION TO EVERY SINGLE ONE FOR ALL THE WELL WISHES. APPRECIATE THEM A LOT :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was the 'must-have' celebration with the dude. We went shopping! For presents! Hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok we didnt shop for car lah. Want to feeling feeling model only. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7Q9ZHDZFI/AAAAAAAAANg/pwr2G9ur-1Q/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7Q9ZHDZFI/AAAAAAAAANg/pwr2G9ur-1Q/s320/DSC00018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246360369064272978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;Br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is so takde keje. Hahah. Dua-dua vain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7Q9wMPwSI/AAAAAAAAANo/4066aIcR_BY/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7Q9wMPwSI/AAAAAAAAANo/4066aIcR_BY/s320/DSC00021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246360375260070178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And buka at Mad Jack.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7PIAxZ0iI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vHGKubV37y4/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7PIAxZ0iI/AAAAAAAAAMw/vHGKubV37y4/s320/DSC00038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246358352486322722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7PIH28yVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/PUs8mEJ1GSg/s1600-h/DSC00040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7PIH28yVI/AAAAAAAAAM4/PUs8mEJ1GSg/s320/DSC00040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246358354388633938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7PIUGHiDI/AAAAAAAAANA/vbMlQ68EZIM/s1600-h/DSC00043.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7PIUGHiDI/AAAAAAAAANA/vbMlQ68EZIM/s320/DSC00043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246358357673478194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7PI0WYorI/AAAAAAAAANQ/x_fZGVjNzUc/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7PI0WYorI/AAAAAAAAANQ/x_fZGVjNzUc/s320/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246358366331642546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7PIqmlP5I/AAAAAAAAANI/3O5-YP-Zjaw/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7PIqmlP5I/AAAAAAAAANI/3O5-YP-Zjaw/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246358363715223442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7Q9NywgGI/AAAAAAAAANY/L3X5fVklmSE/s1600-h/DSC00012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7Q9NywgGI/AAAAAAAAANY/L3X5fVklmSE/s320/DSC00012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246360366026358882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nice treat. WOOH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i just got my results for Industrial Placement Programme (Attachment) and Final Year Project. :)&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cant wait for chalet. As tough as it may sound having chalet during fasting month, i shall go with the flow. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next update, pretty soon. Hahah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-6517855659320376145?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6517855659320376145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=6517855659320376145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6517855659320376145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6517855659320376145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/09/fuuhh.html' title='FUUHH!!'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SM7Q9ZHDZFI/AAAAAAAAANg/pwr2G9ur-1Q/s72-c/DSC00018.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8221422315339909417</id><published>2008-09-05T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T10:03:32.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bangkit</title><content type='html'>TGIF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my second week of work and i wont be coming for work next week. Baek kepe..&lt;br /&gt;Have to attend PolyForum the whole of next week. Wonder what exactly we gonna do there. Human networking. Ice breaking. Baking. Eh not yet, wait for last week of ramadhan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work work work. Work has been dreadful, not until yesterday afternoon. From morning till mid afternoon, i was doing nothing productive. Ok now thats not called work. Means work has not been dreadful. No work = dreadful.The moment it hits 3 59 pm, i have 3 tasks to do. Which means i had 2 hrs 1 minute to complete it. But of course, i did not. Gila ape nak abeskan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i RUSHED home for buka and had some war. War to get the best parts of the Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not blaming my brother to bring home 2 whole spring chicken. We are Chicken freaks/lovers. But becoz he only brought home 2, and we have 5 people, he should have gotten 2 1/2. Ok now, know your maths.(Oh did i tell you that i'm trying to make numbers my non-enemy?) But apart from that, we had some good Mum's Roti John and Rojak Mama. You know the difference. Jeng jeng!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today hopefully no food war. War is fun. Like those in the Great War and Great Depression. Eh are they the same event? Klakar kepe war is fun. I read too much history books. But understand none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOMORROW TOMORROW TOMORROW Hee... Yeah i dont know whats with tomorrow but i cant wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone recommend me good notebook servicing at affordable service charge? &lt;br /&gt;My pc is dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want kuih bangkit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8221422315339909417?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8221422315339909417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8221422315339909417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8221422315339909417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8221422315339909417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/09/bangkit.html' title='Bangkit'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-6671695328433439494</id><published>2008-08-31T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T00:47:13.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>This past week was quite, long. Coz i'm working. Yea i went back to the company which i was attached to for IPP. Knew it i had to do something i have always hated and scared of. Err something got to do with accounting. I shall just sit and wait for a new project. One more week to go, and the other 2 weeks off for PolyForum, and i'm coming back for 3 more weeks. Hahah. Macam company bapak aku. Suker-suker nampak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's the start of fasting month! Gonna be exciting i guess hehe. I have not thought of what to wear for hari raya, or any other preparation. Just that i'm a bit worried. I am wondering, is this gonna be my last year receiving Duit Raya? Hong Bao? Huk huk. Though i dont get as much as other kids do, but still happy seh get money. I shall whine more about that later on. Now the most worrying part, since it's the 1st syawal, I can't imagine having no snacks or tidbits in my bag or under my desk.And in the pocket. For now i just have to be careful with my wardrobe coz i keep them there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday drama resumed. I think the kids are tired from exams. Poor them. After that rushed off to meet the Lewis. We went to the, Library. He was studying. I was not. I picked up a book called The Great War. Was at the 1st page for the whole 30 minutes. Then i picked up 2 more books, 1 was Narcism, the other called Unsolved mysteries of the World wars. Out of all chapters, i read 'the assasination of homosexuals in Germany'. Nothing exciting. Hmph. Ok all were history books coz the nearest shelve was all about it. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then was the reunion of 2 long lost souls, me and maryam, my secondary school close friend. A lot of catching up and we headed for BayBeats and met her friend Iskandar. The only band that was impressive was FasPitch, a Philippino band. Good sound, good energy, good frontman. Awesome. It has been SOO LONG since i last watched such gigs. When i first entered the crowd i felt weird. They are all jumping, and me, stood there like a lost kid. Nevertheless, still a rocker at heart beb.&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh! Can i say that esplanade now has too much little kids watching gigs? Ok this thing that i'm gonna say now is quite basi, but i must say they should be home preparing for O levels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so late now. I should be sleeping. Hahah. yes at 12:38 am. cozzz have to wake up for sahur and sleep and work. I cant wait for sahur. I hope i can wake up.&lt;br /&gt;I shall get back here to share more fun stuff? Hahah. LATERRR..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-6671695328433439494?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6671695328433439494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=6671695328433439494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6671695328433439494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6671695328433439494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-past-week-was-quite-long.html' title=''/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-4262127255114295660</id><published>2008-08-19T10:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T11:29:54.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Planning Planning PLANNING</title><content type='html'>I have been up to nothing lately. Eversince fyp ended, life has been a total slack. Last friday night was the usual eat-out night, saturday morning was the unusual eat-out morning. Me and family went to IMM's Bagus to have brunch. And i had my favourite Chicken Noodle. (School one's better: At Koufu :) )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daiso is the everyone's favourite waste-your-$2-for-nothing-important place. But we wasted-$20 thou. Hahahaha. I got err...tote bag. Yeah not important. But i decided to bring it around with me with the 'bigger' bag that i have when i go to school etc. Yeah i kinda love having a bag in a bag. And the bag in another bag.&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the $18 was spent on, brother's socks, incense, drinking cups, money plant holder (??), and alas cawan (hah forgot the English term for 5 seconds and i gave up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All not so important right? But we bought them anyway..Oh except for the money plant holder, pretty important, or my mum will have to keep twirling the money plant around the balcony's water pipes and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i did not give up on just a chiken noodle and a tote bag!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought SIX coffee buns. Or what it's called, 'Roti Mum'. Eh actually bought 5; buy 5 get 1 free. Cool uh. I love the smell, i love the taste, i love the texture. It was because i smelled it from 37 metres away, that's why i bought it. No smell, no buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's not all! Tidbits time at Giant Supermarket. or Hypermarket. Imagine a Giant being hyper, wah GEGARAN!! TREMORS!! ARGHHH!!! RUN!!!! Hah but i think the Giant was still asleep thats why no tremors, so got more time to look for tidbits. Hmm...i ended up getting japanese rice crackers. One is WAN WAN, another is BIN BIN. Eh suppose to change to TWO TWO. Heheh. I was afraid to get more for myself because my dad was carrying the basket in his hand, if i were to put more stuff in it, more weight would be put on and he will SUSPECT! So no no no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh my story only until Saturday ley havent yet Sunday and Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Ok sunday was the family gathering at uncle's for a kenduri. and YESTERDAY, follow mummy go shun plaza and buy ANOTHER TIDBIT! Danhwa peanut cake. Other than that was slack on my comfy sofa and sleep while watching tv. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today? Today mummy just asked me along to go shun plaza again. I say i dowann..coz i'm busy blogging hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH MY TITLE SAYS PLANNING PLANNING PLANNING! I havent plan anything!!! Oh i'm suppose for plan my holidays! Err later lah.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKo9gjyyjxI/AAAAAAAAALo/uGeZ61MelS4/s1600-h/barney+and+friends.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKo9gjyyjxI/AAAAAAAAALo/uGeZ61MelS4/s320/barney+and+friends.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236065146345000722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-4262127255114295660?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4262127255114295660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=4262127255114295660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4262127255114295660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4262127255114295660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/08/planning-planning-planning.html' title='Planning Planning PLANNING'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKo9gjyyjxI/AAAAAAAAALo/uGeZ61MelS4/s72-c/barney+and+friends.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-3767413900851250606</id><published>2008-08-16T08:01:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T09:07:19.425+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYPJ START DATE 26/5/08, END DATE 15/8/08</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYksFPDnfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NGrrrkkpWRA/s1600-h/IMGP3376.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYksFPDnfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NGrrrkkpWRA/s320/IMGP3376.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234911956602953202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(RMG Team: Jia Hui, Xue Li, Me, Sandra, Peixin, Jian Yong)&lt;br /&gt;Final Year Project has finally ended. The whole 3 months was full of..full of not doing much FYP. Out of 100%, i think i did work for 30% of the time. That 30% could have been spent better to..60% at least?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYkr_XZVRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/j6pCdGt3A2g/s1600-h/IMGP3370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYkr_XZVRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/j6pCdGt3A2g/s320/IMGP3370.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234911955027318034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYlS2LC7UI/AAAAAAAAALQ/W-lTt6PeiKU/s1600-h/IMGP3384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYlS2LC7UI/AAAAAAAAALQ/W-lTt6PeiKU/s320/IMGP3384.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234912622574497090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i am pretty satisfied that at least me and Sandra managed to pull through the last 3 weeks. Things were done on time and...didnt have to do OT hor sandra? All in all, the product was not bad, presentation, not so bad, AES documentation, i hope not bad at all. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYlSqeODnI/AAAAAAAAALI/jRjNQ0s62fs/s1600-h/IMGP3378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYlSqeODnI/AAAAAAAAALI/jRjNQ0s62fs/s320/IMGP3378.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234912619433692786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a chat with our Supervisor on how we felt about our project and experience, and he shared what he feels towards our project and US. WAHHH!!! Luckily he didnt complain that i'm always M.I.A. Wondering if he would deduct marks on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYkrASkBAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xpAGq90c908/s1600-h/IMGP3365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYkrASkBAI/AAAAAAAAAKg/xpAGq90c908/s320/IMGP3365.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234911938095612930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything seems positive so far. Will just be waiting for results. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYlTEbLmGI/AAAAAAAAALY/MyXKpEtBlqg/s1600-h/IMGP3413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYlTEbLmGI/AAAAAAAAALY/MyXKpEtBlqg/s320/IMGP3413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234912626400270434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of FYP seems to be unvisually sentimental to me. Ok how should i describe. Before all of us take our leave from our lab, L308, a bit sad la hor. The feeling of, "I'm not going to reach here early to punch in", "Not having 1 full working day, 8 hours that is. eh i think almost 9 1/2 hrs, and and punching out at 6 and off! for home. If there's no more night activity in school. Ok so why did i described it as unvisually sentimental? What a word. Oh coz i act like nothing happen liddat. Juz leave and bye bye lor. But behind all that was the sentimental part. Hah! Ok i'm juz bad at descriptions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYlTE2eIwI/AAAAAAAAALg/qwM9ELwM7fo/s1600-h/IMGP3414.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYlTE2eIwI/AAAAAAAAALg/qwM9ELwM7fo/s320/IMGP3414.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234912626514731778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYlSXl4FcI/AAAAAAAAALA/9gWfifBFtfs/s1600-h/IMGP3377.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYlSXl4FcI/AAAAAAAAALA/9gWfifBFtfs/s320/IMGP3377.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234912614365533634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYkrCr-2DI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yzMWZablmag/s1600-h/IMGP3364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYkrCr-2DI/AAAAAAAAAKY/yzMWZablmag/s320/IMGP3364.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234911938739099698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should i get a job? But am gonna be busy with PolyForum. Hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One semester gone! And one more to come! Studies period coming! Oh no! Havent studied for 6 months. Like not going for lectures and tutorials and doing 5 projects at 1 shot. This coming sememester's gonna be hectic. I am pretty sure i'll fall to sleep during lectures and struggling my tutorials. How mannn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is Farhanah going to survive her next semester?&lt;br /&gt;Is she going to slack again?&lt;br /&gt;Will she wake up and start it good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYkrVCWncI/AAAAAAAAAKo/eC7vG4sr3fA/s1600-h/IMGP3369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYkrVCWncI/AAAAAAAAAKo/eC7vG4sr3fA/s320/IMGP3369.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234911943664770498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's find out on the next episode of 'Farhanah: The Good Girl'..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-3767413900851250606?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3767413900851250606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=3767413900851250606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/3767413900851250606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/3767413900851250606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/08/final-year-project-has-finally-ended.html' title='FYPJ START DATE 26/5/08, END DATE 15/8/08'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKYksFPDnfI/AAAAAAAAAK4/NGrrrkkpWRA/s72-c/IMGP3376.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8493348496193307966</id><published>2008-08-13T23:39:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T00:25:43.747+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FYP YESSA!</title><content type='html'>Featuring, the Dynamic Duo!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMAv766oFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vm7pGLaQzNI/s1600-h/IMGP3315.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMAv766oFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vm7pGLaQzNI/s320/IMGP3315.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234028015473303634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhanah, and Sandra&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMAwJyi8eI/AAAAAAAAAII/pDB70-NB5RQ/s1600-h/IMGP3316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMAwJyi8eI/AAAAAAAAAII/pDB70-NB5RQ/s320/IMGP3316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234028019196293602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing FYP&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMAwbE2xTI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lz6XqOnmgHc/s1600-h/IMGP3317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMAwbE2xTI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lz6XqOnmgHc/s320/IMGP3317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234028023836493106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Yong Han extra come kachiau..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMAwkBlWdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EYlY5dlKn-M/s1600-h/IMGP3318.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMAwkBlWdI/AAAAAAAAAIY/EYlY5dlKn-M/s320/IMGP3318.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234028026238687698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretend look at the monitor only..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMAwzdaTZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Pb_zIN4rGNg/s1600-h/IMGP3319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMAwzdaTZI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Pb_zIN4rGNg/s320/IMGP3319.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234028030381936018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Haiz...boredd.."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMBYR8SpOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/t2zs1oHgzek/s1600-h/IMGP3326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMBYR8SpOI/AAAAAAAAAIo/t2zs1oHgzek/s320/IMGP3326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234028708579419362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyah. Back pain ah!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMBYf89uRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TbLE2GAvRJ0/s1600-h/IMGP3327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMBYf89uRI/AAAAAAAAAIw/TbLE2GAvRJ0/s320/IMGP3327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234028712340338962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ahh!! STRESS AH!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMBYyDWwzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wEt16tNaM9o/s1600-h/IMGP3328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMBYyDWwzI/AAAAAAAAAI4/wEt16tNaM9o/s320/IMGP3328.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234028717198983986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok relek relek..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMBZL4DXsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nn1bwZ_QpBA/s1600-h/IMGP3331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMBZL4DXsI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nn1bwZ_QpBA/s320/IMGP3331.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234028724130897602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We need to talk." &lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMBZKCdulI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZKaa_0_5A0U/s1600-h/IMGP3332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMBZKCdulI/AAAAAAAAAJI/ZKaa_0_5A0U/s320/IMGP3332.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234028723637697106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She Peace ah peace. I thirsty arh.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMCFoGBFZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/msYMwDXmrEM/s1600-h/IMGP3333.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMCFoGBFZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/msYMwDXmrEM/s320/IMGP3333.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234029487619904914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HHHHHHAAA...HEEE!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMCFv4ji0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/7Ol05GrHU7c/s1600-h/IMGP3334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMCFv4ji0I/AAAAAAAAAJY/7Ol05GrHU7c/s320/IMGP3334.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234029489710926658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erk. I cant stand cute people.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMCF8i5YGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4lido9jfIsA/s1600-h/IMGP3335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMCF8i5YGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/4lido9jfIsA/s320/IMGP3335.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234029493109743714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok the typical Farhanah face&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMCF_EUJWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wxRavULAMXA/s1600-h/IMGP3336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMCF_EUJWI/AAAAAAAAAJo/wxRavULAMXA/s320/IMGP3336.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234029493786781026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Aiyahhh dowan to do oredi laa.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMCGD4F5oI/AAAAAAAAAJw/k6D1x0c7eeQ/s1600-h/IMGP3337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMCGD4F5oI/AAAAAAAAAJw/k6D1x0c7eeQ/s320/IMGP3337.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234029495077693058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyday oso like this you know. Bck pain lah, hungry lah, stress la, tired la, lazy lah. Banyak songeh ah.. So today we completed out Final Year Project Presentation. &lt;br /&gt;2 more days and its complete.&lt;br /&gt;NEXT WEEK START HOLIDAYSS!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before the presentation.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMC6S6U3EI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/I1UwQn1PHTQ/s1600-h/IMGP3308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMC6S6U3EI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/I1UwQn1PHTQ/s320/IMGP3308.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234030392466791490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the presentation with the other 2 girls lab mate.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMC6qc6BXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BvJDzYnHa14/s1600-h/IMGP3311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMC6qc6BXI/AAAAAAAAAKA/BvJDzYnHa14/s320/IMGP3311.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234030398785848690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMC6_0YlPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YFvePcgHNQo/s1600-h/IMGP3313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMC6_0YlPI/AAAAAAAAAKI/YFvePcgHNQo/s320/IMGP3313.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234030404521465074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMC7E62JWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LiwBjKr3NCo/s1600-h/IMGP3314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMC7E62JWI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/LiwBjKr3NCo/s320/IMGP3314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234030405890745698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8493348496193307966?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8493348496193307966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8493348496193307966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8493348496193307966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8493348496193307966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/08/blog-post.html' title='FYP YESSA!'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SKMAv766oFI/AAAAAAAAAIA/vm7pGLaQzNI/s72-c/IMGP3315.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-4561468003088545770</id><published>2008-08-11T00:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T00:50:11.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEDDING ANNIVERSARY YAY!</title><content type='html'>8th August 2008 marks my parents 32nd wedding anniversary. Wooh! They got married when they were 21. If i were to get married, it would be next year. Wow so exciting. &lt;br /&gt;HAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we celebrate it by... EATING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm...didnt get the pictures of the food. They look good by the way, and taste good.&lt;br /&gt;Like us. I mean the 'look good' part. Ergh kinky.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brothers and my dad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SJ8bDSjidhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8AnFf1HrlL0/s1600-h/DSC02654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SJ8bDSjidhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8AnFf1HrlL0/s320/DSC02654.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232931035362260498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the camera flash was too harsh on my dad. Erk sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pretty daughter and her pretty mum. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SJ8bDuNJ1jI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Iy3bw042ULY/s1600-h/DSC02653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SJ8bDuNJ1jI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Iy3bw042ULY/s320/DSC02653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232931042784564786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh i couldn't finish my food coz i had tummy ache. GARGHHHHGHHGHGHGGH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! HAPPY ANNIVERSARY MUM AND DAD!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-4561468003088545770?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4561468003088545770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=4561468003088545770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4561468003088545770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4561468003088545770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/08/wedding-anniversary-yay.html' title='WEDDING ANNIVERSARY YAY!'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SJ8bDSjidhI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8AnFf1HrlL0/s72-c/DSC02654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8967953254542320147</id><published>2008-08-06T16:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T17:10:16.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Caught in the most UNGLAM look</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SJlpilgYhUI/AAAAAAAAADo/a-ON6viYO80/s1600-h/daze.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SJlpilgYhUI/AAAAAAAAADo/a-ON6viYO80/s320/daze.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231328485071947074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess this looks better.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SJlpi-oZ3zI/AAAAAAAAADw/5tViDg-dROU/s1600-h/me+daze+oso.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SJlpi-oZ3zI/AAAAAAAAADw/5tViDg-dROU/s320/me+daze+oso.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231328491816476466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8967953254542320147?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8967953254542320147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8967953254542320147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8967953254542320147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8967953254542320147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/08/caught-in-most-unglam-look.html' title='Caught in the most UNGLAM look'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SJlpilgYhUI/AAAAAAAAADo/a-ON6viYO80/s72-c/daze.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-6664445406450883721</id><published>2008-08-05T10:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T11:08:07.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MONKEY IS THE FASTEST</title><content type='html'>There is a very, very tall coconut tree and there are 4 animals. &lt;br /&gt;King Kong, an Ape, an Orangutan and a Monkey pass by. &lt;br /&gt;They decide to compete to see who is the fastest to get a banana off the tree. &lt;br /&gt;Who do you guess will win? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/?action=view&amp;current=ORANGORANG.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/ORANGORANG.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your answer is: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orangutan = you're sick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ape = you need a break&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey = worse, you suppose to be in the hospital right now.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;King Kong = I think you better take 1 year leave..&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why?! ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Coconut tree doesn't have bananas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously you're stressed and overworked.&lt;br /&gt;Take some time off and relax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(For those who were not stressed, don't laugh at me. This is so embarrassing.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-6664445406450883721?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6664445406450883721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=6664445406450883721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6664445406450883721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6664445406450883721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/08/monkey-is-fastest.html' title='MONKEY IS THE FASTEST'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-5194222976220604581</id><published>2008-08-01T08:50:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T09:15:39.728+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'LIVIN LA VIDA LOCA' ON NATIONAL DAY PARADES</title><content type='html'>Somehow, i can't wait for National Day.&lt;br /&gt;Wow i'm so patriotic. Are you not?&lt;br /&gt;Well, as pathetic as i may sound, i've never been to National day Parades, EXCEPT the one when i was primary 5 and watched the preview, with the lovely primary school mates, and the lovely P5s around Singapore at that point of time. So exciting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, i've never really missed watching live telecast on TV. Definitely one of the most exciting part would be, WHEN THE JET PLANES FLY ABOVE YOUR HOUSE. ZZZOOOOOooooom!!&lt;br /&gt;And the Apache which i used to call it Atapchi. ATAPCHI! ATAPCHI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days when we were in primary school and secondary school, we'd remember the times when we were SOOO busy preparing for National Day Concert. I remembered performing a Malay Dance and with the rest of the girls, so jambu!! (Mak oi perasan nyer dekni). Apart from that was the never missed Band Performances. Everytime when there's such concerts, i'll always have a quick change from Malay dance outfit to Band uniforms, or vice versa ahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOT FORGETTING THE "FUN FAIR". Fooodds... henna making... wedding demonstrations(for malay, chinese, indian, all lah) AND MOREE! that i cant really remember much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH OH! AND WE'LL ALWAYS GET GIFTS FROM THE SCHOOL! Such as hole puncher, stapler, folders, key chain, towel, post-its, and banyak lagi. Hahah! Kental jugak eh. But best ah! FREE mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my time in secondary school, the most memorable would be the time when i lead the band march around the parade square. HAHAH. AND conducted the song 'LIVIN LA VIDA LOCA', ON THE PARADE SQUARE AS WELL. So gerek lah!! National day play 'LIVIN LA VIDA LOCA'. And that was when everyone made fun of me, coz when i conduct, i shake my butt. Eh RICKY MARTIN can do, why i cannot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In poly, there's no such big National Day celebrations. Except for the one organized by SEG in south canteen. Eh at least sumthing sehh.. Play 3 games, and get a badge with your face on it. SO FUN!! And the performances from the students were fun. and funny at the same time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also wanna memorise the lyrics for this song lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZH1Ckcfj_Nc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZH1Ckcfj_Nc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hady Mirza is performing!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-5194222976220604581?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5194222976220604581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=5194222976220604581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/5194222976220604581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/5194222976220604581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/08/livin-la-vida-loca-on-national-day.html' title='&apos;LIVIN LA VIDA LOCA&apos; ON NATIONAL DAY PARADES'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-471210098795820998</id><published>2008-07-30T08:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T09:03:38.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My back is aching</title><content type='html'>Again, i said, my back is aching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think in three weeks time i'm gonna finish doing my FYP. (I sound very unsure. "Duhzz!")&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, i have yet to complete the whole project. Not only that, havent done documenting on this new and so ever canggih system called the "AES" which stands for Accumulated Sharing System. Wonder why we need to share our projects to the next generations. And all our project is gonna be there till, ETERNITY. Believe it or not. Believe it, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for those who have been wondering how is it like to taste FYP, actually you cant help it but to eat junk food every day (without fail) and make those vending machines in school cheat your money, to make sure you keep yourself awake, store all kinds of music in your PC, (incase your MP3 battery low) have a library of magazines underneath your desk, make good friends with people to help you *wink wink* if you wanna go 'par tor' before 6pm, go for all sorts of meetings (hint hint such that those which concerns your beloved cca). Yea all these are better done, but definitely the project itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happen to complete a little task that day, have a break, continue the next day. If you were to spend the whole day completing 3 to 4 little task, you will have back pain and heavy head. So have a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never sit all day long infront of the monitor, not good for your eyes and your body.&lt;br /&gt;Walk around school, and get some nuggets or chocolates. Good for your energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***PAUSE!!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh i'm teaching the wrong thing lah dey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok everyone knows you have to complete your project in 12 weeks. Never take your time. If you have problems, dont sit on the problem. Ask around and keep looking for solutions. Go to the library and get some books. It might help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, you'll never fail to just keep staring at the monitor wishing that it can help solve your never solved problem. THAT DOESNT WORK. Ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually i'm just telling myself all these because by right i could have finished it weeks ago, but i keep delaying and delaying and delaying. (Oh also because i was busy with other stuff what..hint hint such as those which concerns your cca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a back ache, BECAUSE, suddenly, not running away from lab to go to student affairs office or the Theatre for the Arts. That's why body pain, stuck all day in the lab, and no running around school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok but today! i have a meeting for PolyForum. Can escape. NYAHAHAHAHAH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SI-9oWP3DHI/AAAAAAAAACY/5b9ubGLWKrU/s1600-h/untitled-.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SI-9oWP3DHI/AAAAAAAAACY/5b9ubGLWKrU/s320/untitled-.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228606193264954482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Credits to Sandra, my partner for FYP. These are my lab mates. Hee :))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-471210098795820998?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/471210098795820998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=471210098795820998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/471210098795820998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/471210098795820998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-back-is-aching.html' title='My back is aching'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SI-9oWP3DHI/AAAAAAAAACY/5b9ubGLWKrU/s72-c/untitled-.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-4343132797902809743</id><published>2008-07-26T22:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T09:24:52.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>StageARTS Annual Production 08 -Delirium</title><content type='html'>And so this is the last StageArts Annual Production that i'm gonna be involved with and future productions will be attended by me as an &lt;strong&gt;Alumni&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Delirium&lt;/strong&gt;. It went the way i wanted, indeed, the way everyone wanted. The actual day went so smoothly (despite the 1/2 hr delay), from the preparation before the show starts, be it the make up, the last run through, the touching up, the ldDt minute changes, the reception, audience coming in, everyone had a seat, the theatre was full, even some had to seat on the steps, basically what we planned was what we got. It all went well! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Delirium was indeed something different, from the ones we had before. It's not any ordinary story that can be easily portrayed on stage. It could've been done much easier if it was in movies. Getting the characters to really bring across the feelings and message was hard. But we all managed to bring all the fragments together and let the play flow. Personally, what i like alot bout it was the artistic touch to it, like from the transitions to the effects to the songs and the moves. Overall, it's COOL! Like STYLE AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bringing the committee together, was really tough. Bringing the 4 departments together was even tougher. So many different problems popped up along the way. Not being able to compromise and cooperate, not being able to understand one another,not to have the same objectives. But we have gone through this, together, as StageArts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these would not have happened if any 1 of us were missing. Every one was responsible for making this a success. If 1 was missing, we cant do it, we all play a part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From the planning stage, getting the script written, proof read, planning the budget and getting it approved, making admin mistakes and re-doing it again and again, problems with having external lightings and solving it, getting publicity done, getting things done on time and not getting it beyond datelines, we've gone through these obstacles together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should really thank all my committee members. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sara&lt;/strong&gt;, was always there with me when we had to settle some very important things.Too many things to mention. Mainly, some things that we have to settle with the officials. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rabia&lt;/strong&gt;, was my right hand man. She is like my backup drive, to activate when my switch is off, or circuit loose, or screw loose. Basically, to revive back the energy. like battery charger ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anjana&lt;/strong&gt;, really really thank her to get things done quite easily. The photos looked great, the posters are nice, the tickets are,(despite the last minute) cool! (and and i did the background (proud of myself for this hahaha) everyone knows) and your script is, oh wow how more can i explain. Basically its Anjana and her creative and artistic touch to all of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Syidah&lt;/strong&gt;,despite all the things that, you know what, you've stayed strong, and you made the actors grew stronger. You gave them the skills and you made them realise how their characters have to shine. Your personal touch to the building up of characters was, i believe, much appreciated by all. You've grown and made them grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Allison&lt;/strong&gt;, ur assistance to get audiences for the production was much appreciatied and the reception was well done! No problems occurred when getting the audience to their seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wawa &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;seha&lt;/strong&gt;, you juz made things look more beautiful. As simple as it may sound, the cast look great on posters and on stage. Thanks for bearing with us. You juz made things went smooth and nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Inah&lt;/strong&gt;, juz so great to have your uncle to take photos. Despite the changes in the dates and cancelling to have him for photoshoots, you still helped to get him for the actual day. And help sara count receipts properly ok. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Erny&lt;/strong&gt;, i am so proud to see your TMT members work together and understanding every single thing that they have to do. am really really proud of them. you've lead them the way it's supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mei Xian&lt;/strong&gt;, thanks for bearing with us. Despite all the whatevernotsandsuch you still did a great job in bringing the dancers together with us. Very happy to have all of us as one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all who have supported us from the start, and who've watched the show, thank you alumnis for taking your time off to watch. Thank you rene, you've brought in most of the alumnis together back again and watch it together, to witness what stagearts is supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not forgetting the &lt;strong&gt;Dude&lt;/strong&gt;, at last, you came, and witnessed it all. Thank you so much for coming, appreaciate it a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all the casts, dancers, crews, backstage people, costume makers, backdrop designers, prop builders, ushers, you've given a very good impression of StageArts. I AM SO PROUD OF EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU, namely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kaye&lt;br /&gt;Kai&lt;br /&gt;Arati&lt;br /&gt;Liyana&lt;br /&gt;Yatassha&lt;br /&gt;Amin&lt;br /&gt;Hanaffi&lt;br /&gt;Ilham&lt;br /&gt;Nadeen&lt;br /&gt;Jessica&lt;br /&gt;Jac&lt;br /&gt;Amalina&lt;br /&gt;David&lt;br /&gt;Iman&lt;br /&gt;Shahrum&lt;br /&gt;Suma&lt;br /&gt;Hazwan&lt;br /&gt;Neela&lt;br /&gt;Fadlul&lt;br /&gt;Farah&lt;br /&gt;Julyha&lt;br /&gt;Vicky&lt;br /&gt;Hanisah&lt;br /&gt;Sheila&lt;br /&gt;Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;Nadirah&lt;br /&gt;Jacinta&lt;br /&gt;Rabiah&lt;br /&gt;Shaheera&lt;br /&gt;Treasa&lt;br /&gt;Ervinna&lt;br /&gt;Daphne&lt;br /&gt;Jessalyn&lt;br /&gt;Yi Yan&lt;br /&gt;Germaine&lt;br /&gt;Syakirah&lt;br /&gt;Carla&lt;br /&gt;Yana&lt;br /&gt;Fransisca&lt;br /&gt;Nadia&lt;br /&gt;Eunice&lt;br /&gt;Prisca&lt;br /&gt;Rabia jnr&lt;br /&gt;Sarah&lt;br /&gt;Andy&lt;br /&gt;Zul&lt;br /&gt;Wendy&lt;br /&gt;Shavien&lt;br /&gt;Jieying&lt;br /&gt;Ranie&lt;br /&gt;Ignatius&lt;br /&gt;Ayyub&lt;br /&gt;Danny&lt;br /&gt;Melvyn&lt;br /&gt;Zi xin&lt;br /&gt;Hui En&lt;br /&gt;Juliza&lt;br /&gt;Mardhiah&lt;br /&gt;Naqiah&lt;br /&gt;Him Gee&lt;br /&gt;Shannaz&lt;br /&gt;Meichun&lt;br /&gt;Andy&lt;br /&gt;Muneera&lt;br /&gt;Syera&lt;br /&gt;Safirah&lt;br /&gt;Deep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did i miss out anyone?? I believe i do. Man pardon me, it's a damn long list. Which means to say that we are one BIG FAMILY!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-4343132797902809743?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4343132797902809743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=4343132797902809743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4343132797902809743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4343132797902809743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/stagearts-annual-production-08-delirium.html' title='StageARTS Annual Production 08 -Delirium'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8184924225831399872</id><published>2008-07-22T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T00:54:41.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Mouth?</title><content type='html'>Make it or break it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F**k all the emo shytes. Who cares if i'm crying or if i don't. I'm being such an ass now. Too many harsh comments from this itchy backside mouth frm these days. Something's really wrong, really really wrong. People do get hurt GET IT!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall keep quite and stop being a chicken backside mouth. (Donno what's the word, blame it on English teacher, or just getting the wrong usage of words.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8184924225831399872?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8184924225831399872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8184924225831399872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8184924225831399872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8184924225831399872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/mouth.html' title='The Mouth?'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-1437754466281188435</id><published>2008-07-17T08:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:59:28.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This might be me</title><content type='html'>I always look like this.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SH6ZRYqye2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2CQtEBm1ETY/s1600-h/customsouthpark2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SH6ZRYqye2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2CQtEBm1ETY/s320/customsouthpark2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223781141755100002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-1437754466281188435?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1437754466281188435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=1437754466281188435' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1437754466281188435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1437754466281188435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-might-be-me.html' title='This might be me'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SH6ZRYqye2I/AAAAAAAAACQ/2CQtEBm1ETY/s72-c/customsouthpark2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8022454278297769747</id><published>2008-07-16T08:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T08:44:22.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PISTOL</title><content type='html'>StageArts Annual Production 08 &lt;br /&gt;NEXT FRIDAY &lt;br /&gt;25th July &lt;br /&gt;7 30pm &lt;br /&gt;Theatre for the Arts &lt;br /&gt;Nanyang Polytechnic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we prepared yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not acting for the production. Maybe sit as an audience? Or give the cast and crew support from backstage? Or help out with the crew. (Anjana can i be the super extra supporting cast? :S) but i wanna have some last chances to act before i call it off. Hahah. Like before you get married or something? Kinda sad. Maybe i'm not born to act, because i only picked it up in 2006. Then have a couple of stage appearances in 2007. Now it's 2008 and am gonna graduate next year 2009. Insyaallah.&lt;br /&gt;And so i might not be acting anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me recall what roles have i got so far..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Open house as the "living doll" with the other 3 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SH1NsEaSQ4I/AAAAAAAAACA/BGn3ZhqrKFQ/s1600-h/IMG_1451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SH1NsEaSQ4I/AAAAAAAAACA/BGn3ZhqrKFQ/s320/IMG_1451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223416562313216898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Club crawl acting out the monolog as a lesbian&lt;br /&gt;3)StageArts Nite 2007, whom bestfriend(a girl) fall in love with me. (Lesbian again)&lt;br /&gt;4)StageArts Annual Production 2007 "PEOPLE"- As this workaholic bitchy mother screaming non stop&lt;br /&gt;5)Alumni Nite - One of the Vampires but wearing Military Band Uniform WHAT THE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SH1M2-nbr3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/gWig9HZFtG4/s1600-h/1_944957157l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SH1M2-nbr3I/AAAAAAAAAB4/gWig9HZFtG4/s320/1_944957157l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223415650224680818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)StageArts Nite 2008 - Wedding Planner whose singing sucks.&lt;br /&gt;7)EH NO MORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only chance that i might have after this would be MAYBE Drama Night, and Alumni Nite, where we will also hold the club installation; Passing down time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a couple of things i would LOVE to do for stage performance in the near future. 1 of it is doing voice sound effects. Sound stupid? Yeahh just trying to be innovative. I don't wanna use music effects and such, that's why..HAHAHA. macam real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeahh..as for this coming production, let's hope it will be a success!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8022454278297769747?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8022454278297769747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8022454278297769747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8022454278297769747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8022454278297769747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/stagearts-annual-production-08-next.html' title='PISTOL'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SH1NsEaSQ4I/AAAAAAAAACA/BGn3ZhqrKFQ/s72-c/IMG_1451.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-5597069899148442727</id><published>2008-07-15T08:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T09:34:48.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is this post for, actually?</title><content type='html'>La la la tam plong!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that was unnecessary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU KNOW...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That i bloghop every morning? And so i will CONFIRM visit certain blogs that somehow now becomes a daily routine, no matter how much you wanna puke at every single blog post. I'M SO MEAN!! &lt;strong&gt;Eh by the way this is in general okay?&lt;/strong&gt; Yeah.. so i'm always very interested in what they have to say for the day. One of the most interesting highlight of the blog is about; LOVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes i feel like talking about mine, like how wonderful and exciting it can be, how your other half treats you, how you love them so much, how you miss them, and you cant live without them and you will die if you don't meet them for more than 1 day. Am i exagerating? Maybe not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i see others, such as their love life, i will somehow reflect on mine. &lt;br /&gt;All i can say is, treasure your love ones. Maybe you don't meet them for almost 2 weeks, but absence makes the heart grow fonder (Macam kenal eh?). And really really appreaciate the way they are, if they're nice to you, don't take it for granted. If they don't call you, doesn't mean they're not thinking of you. And you're thinking of them, maybe they're thinking of you too :) (Aku bual macam paham..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, i oso cannot tahan arh.. If i dont get a phone call or a message, i will just wait by the phone. &lt;br /&gt;Eh! But better not to wait by the phone! When it's time, you will receive one.&lt;br /&gt;Hehe, but me being me will give many many many miss calls. HAHAHAHA. not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is this post for, actually?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-5597069899148442727?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5597069899148442727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=5597069899148442727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/5597069899148442727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/5597069899148442727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/what-is-this-post-for-actually.html' title='What is this post for, actually?'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-131324636814691833</id><published>2008-07-10T08:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T09:13:24.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THE SHOW MUST GO ON</title><content type='html'>Lunchtime performance yesterday was splendid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Drama Juniors (year 1s) made me proud for once. HAHAHAHA. (Year 1s, if any of you HAPPEN to read this, i meant it well.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Anjana, if you also HAPPEN to read this, i know lah its your group, that's why so good right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yana and Kaye, if you also HAPPEN to read this, i know you guys incharge right, that's why very very good la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EHHH I KINDA MISS ACTING LA DEY...SOMEONE GIVE ME A ROLE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!OH! AND APART FROM THAT RIGHT, you know why i'm so happy while watching their performance? Coz i  was also enjoying FREE POPCORN AND CANDY FLOSS.&lt;br /&gt;Candy floss i took 3 times and popcorn 4 times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the 7th week of FYP and i'm back to slacking. Well to think of it, not slacking, been running round the school actually. PRODUCTION IS COMING AND WAKE UP PEOPLE!!! 2 MORE WEEKS LEFT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can they feel the pressure? Do i feel the pressure? Gosh this is scary coz i'm not.&lt;br /&gt;GARGHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE SHOW MUST GO ON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEK3cWDg21s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BEK3cWDg21s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-131324636814691833?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/131324636814691833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=131324636814691833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/131324636814691833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/131324636814691833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/show-must-go-on.html' title='THE SHOW MUST GO ON'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-585796408672592431</id><published>2008-07-07T17:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:32:50.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farhanah no voice = non existence</title><content type='html'>StageARTS camp was reaaally tiring. Because 1st, i had a fever and also a flu and cough, at the same time i got too enthusiastic for camp that i started shouting and screaming like there's no saturday and sunday (btw camp started on the friday) and on that night, i lost my voice. SAD. VERY SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the rest of the camp i had to cheer up the crowd and all with my pathetic voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite saddening that for the last day of camp, didnt get the crowd too well. Could have done much better with a full force powerful voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 1 lesson, never go crazy on the 1st day of camp. (But i was juz feeling so crazy lah seh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd lesson, when you know that you have sore throat and no more voice, dont force yourself to cause obviously it will get worst. I was too stubborn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Farhanah no voice = non existence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagine...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-585796408672592431?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/585796408672592431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=585796408672592431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/585796408672592431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/585796408672592431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/farhanah-no-voice-non-existence.html' title='Farhanah no voice = non existence'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-7025410820838862401</id><published>2008-07-07T16:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:04:50.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuppid Malay Poem</title><content type='html'>I HAVE TYPED OUT A STUPID MALAY POEM JUZ NOW&lt;br /&gt;PublishPostOnClick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***SERVER NETWORK DOWN***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because my poem so stupid doesnt mean you must do this to me SERVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;I AM YOUR BEAUTIFUL CLIENT. WHAT HAVE I DONE WRONG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah by the way i just got to know the whole school server was down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-7025410820838862401?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7025410820838862401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=7025410820838862401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7025410820838862401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7025410820838862401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/stuppid-malay-poem.html' title='Stuppid Malay Poem'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8073585444775232181</id><published>2008-07-07T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T08:52:49.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS WAS THE STUPID MALAY POEM THAT I WAS REFERRIN TO.</title><content type='html'>Dimana pengubat rinduku&lt;br /&gt;Ku menanti sehari suntuk tak henti-henti&lt;br /&gt;Terlena dan dibuai mimpi yang tak senonoh sekali&lt;br /&gt;Disaat aku ditiup hawa dingin, ku tidur lagi&lt;br /&gt;dan tak bangun sebab ku malas sekali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hai mambang tanah, mambang angin, mambang api, mambang lain(?)&lt;br /&gt;Apa kao merepek da&lt;br /&gt;Aku bangun makan roti&lt;br /&gt;roti bakar disapu kaya dan marjerin enak sekali&lt;br /&gt;ku me-message mu tk henti-henti jugak&lt;br /&gt;Dan aku cakap "...." (aderlah bende yg aku cakap)&lt;br /&gt;Kao tak yah nk kepo ok. hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekarang aku tak happy.&lt;br /&gt;Sebab nak kene tunggu besok besok baru jadi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paham? Tak paham kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gi baca blog lain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8073585444775232181?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8073585444775232181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8073585444775232181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8073585444775232181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8073585444775232181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/this-was-stupid-malay-poem-that-i-was.html' title='THIS WAS THE STUPID MALAY POEM THAT I WAS REFERRIN TO.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-2040422213769820820</id><published>2008-07-02T08:36:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T09:08:28.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LAPAR ARHHH</title><content type='html'>Eh! Eh! This morning i feel like listing down my favourite food. Can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)&lt;strong&gt;Tom Yam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrRhz3NHJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kr_GV4BurP0/s1600-h/tomyam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrRhz3NHJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kr_GV4BurP0/s320/tomyam.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218213497049783442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dip in more Chilli Padi la auntieee... Baru power!! I can eat Tom Yam like everyday.&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah not everyday lah, maybe a couple of times per week.&lt;br /&gt;Last Friday ate Tom Yam, Sunday ate Tom Yam, Yesterday ate Tom Yam Instant Noodle.&lt;br /&gt;And i havent eat the tom yam noodle, its at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;Otak-Otak&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrRw6FfXgI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ugLnSGf8Nho/s1600-h/otak+otak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrRw6FfXgI/AAAAAAAAAAg/ugLnSGf8Nho/s320/otak+otak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218213756418350594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot resist the smell of otak-otak. When i smell it, means i have to get it.&lt;br /&gt;You know yesterday i was in the train and i smelled otak-otak. Got this ah apek brought in otak-otak with him lah seh. He stood beside me! *Erghm*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know what! I had 3 otak-otak this morning! You know where it came from? From my fridge. And you know how did it get into the fridge? Coz i brought it home. and you know when i brought it home? 12 June 08. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;strong&gt;Burger Ramlee&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrSADRVpnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/EkzjP0bPiGk/s1600-h/burger+ramlee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrSADRVpnI/AAAAAAAAAAo/EkzjP0bPiGk/s320/burger+ramlee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218214016582002290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda love burger Ramlee. And you know what the dude said? If you wanna buy burger ramlee at pasar malam, and there's like so many stalls selling burger ramlee, you observe the guy who does the cooking. He must be; Perspiring (Basah kuyup punya. Baek dok!)&lt;br /&gt;Then confirm the burger will be nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;strong&gt;Waffles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrSkt8BgLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vPjS4_KFuuU/s1600-h/waffles.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrSkt8BgLI/AAAAAAAAAA4/vPjS4_KFuuU/s320/waffles.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218214646510616754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also cannot resist the smell of waffles. When i smell it, means i smell it, i cannot run away from it, if not enough money to buy right, you know what i do?&lt;br /&gt;Stand near the waffles shop for a couple of minutes and go. Enjoy the smell only lor.&lt;br /&gt;I want waffles!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;strong&gt;Sausage mcmuffin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrSwIdWdHI/AAAAAAAAABA/vPV4vhWqufg/s1600-h/sausage+mcmuffin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrSwIdWdHI/AAAAAAAAABA/vPV4vhWqufg/s320/sausage+mcmuffin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218214842608284786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats the best burger for me from macdonalds. When i eat it, i enjoy it like heaven ahh.. But the only downside of it is you can only get it before 11 am. WHATA!&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh, can i have it now? OK after this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)&lt;strong&gt;Super Spicy Ramen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrTdlFaGhI/AAAAAAAAABo/5Ybm3I_iKF0/s1600-h/super+spicy+ramen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrTdlFaGhI/AAAAAAAAABo/5Ybm3I_iKF0/s320/super+spicy+ramen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218215623386602002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you tried it!? WAHHHH...POWERRR AHHH..Actually its nothing lahh..the taste ok ok only. But the reason why i like it so much is because its spicy to the power of 778. When you eat it ahh...SHIOK AHH...you hingus all come out. Cry cry cry non stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)Eh what else ah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time continue arh. Very hungry arhhhh....Yum yum yum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATER!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-2040422213769820820?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2040422213769820820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=2040422213769820820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/2040422213769820820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/2040422213769820820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/07/lapar-arhhh.html' title='LAPAR ARHHH'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qz-AIkZcY7Y/SGrRhz3NHJI/AAAAAAAAAAY/Kr_GV4BurP0/s72-c/tomyam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-5796535752251780825</id><published>2008-06-28T09:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T09:35:08.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TADAA!!!</title><content type='html'>GOOD MORNING!! I'm up very early this morning and had many many sips (Is that the right word?) of fresh air around the area. Freshen up. And here i am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to get ready for drama later and i cant wait to meet all my juniors, coz i want to see them behaving well. hahahahah. what a reason. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S TIME TO GROW UP PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well yesterday, me and sara had a really successful plan to surprise Anjana and Syidah for their birthday. Well its so belated, but who cares. We don't care. &lt;br /&gt;We actually told them that we had something to tell them and it's really serious. Something really surprising to us as well and we are scared to let them know. I was so nervous. and sara was also nervous becoz i am. &lt;br /&gt;WHAT?&lt;br /&gt;So they came up slowly to us and said,&lt;br /&gt;"Well you can tell us and let's talk like professionals. If we have a problem, we can solve it professionally."&lt;br /&gt;Somewhere along that line. i cant remember.coz i was laughing madly inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so i took out our gifts for them, and they probably thinking it's some big document to sign on, and TADAA!!! we gave them this!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/?action=view&amp;current=AnjanaBirthdayCovercopy-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/AnjanaBirthdayCovercopy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/?action=view&amp;current=SyidahBirthdayCpvercopy-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/SyidahBirthdayCpvercopy-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee..nice? nice?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And me being so confident included the baby picture. See that baby picture so big up there???&lt;br /&gt;Yea i thought it's syidah. BUT ITS THE NIECE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAKAKAKAKAKAKA!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-5796535752251780825?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5796535752251780825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=5796535752251780825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/5796535752251780825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/5796535752251780825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/tadaa.html' title='TADAA!!!'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-7141760849442291290</id><published>2008-06-26T08:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T08:43:58.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concentration, concentration, this is the game of - CONCENTRATION</title><content type='html'>June 26th 8:35 am. Feeling better than yesterday, but the feeling is not totally off yet. Thanks a lot to the dude, for giving me another brighter side of the whole situation. Never thought of it. Well now i do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People don't just act in a particular manner for no reason, there must be a reason behind it. To avoid you from being too caught up with something, that you neglect some other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever it is, I am not letting down all my responsibilities. Everything must be in place, and be the best that they can be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, my eyes are just so swollen. It feels like i'm not opening my eyes at all laa..&lt;br /&gt;Luckily got my eyeliner and all to cover up. Shhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW CONCENTRATE ON FYP!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-7141760849442291290?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7141760849442291290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=7141760849442291290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7141760849442291290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7141760849442291290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/concentration-concentration-this-is.html' title='Concentration, concentration, this is the game of - CONCENTRATION'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-4410882199593661386</id><published>2008-06-25T21:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T21:27:17.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing i can be proud of anymore.</title><content type='html'>What do you do when someone asks you to stop doing what you like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you feel when someone stops supporting the thing that you do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what do you feel like doing when that someone acts like he/she is actually interested in hearing what you have to say, such as like eg; when you tell him/her that you've won an award. (Ok maybe not award, but just something that i'm very confident of saying that makes EVERYONE proud. Seriously.And you've received much compliments.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like cursing, but it's just rude. Very rude. Well in a way, i just did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Crying inside-out)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so dissapointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-4410882199593661386?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4410882199593661386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=4410882199593661386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4410882199593661386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4410882199593661386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/terrific-day-ends-with-tears.html' title='Nothing i can be proud of anymore.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-6519998076895549127</id><published>2008-06-23T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T23:17:53.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I surrender- Rainbow</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EJ29pVhsdMs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EJ29pVhsdMs&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so loving this song, coz i also love the way the vocalist shakes his butt at some parts of the song, especially at the beginning. Sexy! HAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;He sounds damn good.&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!&lt;br /&gt;I think my dad have sung and played this song before when he was in the band. Wonder if he shakes the same way too..HMMM....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-6519998076895549127?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6519998076895549127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=6519998076895549127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6519998076895549127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6519998076895549127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-am-so-loving-this-song-coz-i-also.html' title='I surrender- Rainbow'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-3556486512870844167</id><published>2008-06-19T17:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T17:55:32.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Discovery channels and discovery centres</title><content type='html'>What has discovery channels got to do with discovery centres?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well obviously both are informative and informative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that's not all, we do have it in NYP. I mean, i discover things about discovery channels in NYP, and also the things that are in school which makes it look like discovery centres.&lt;br /&gt;(I apologize for the frequent attempt to make things sound complicated. Its more of a hobby than a habit.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Discovery Centre&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYP can be a place like discovery centres where you often find things you've never seen before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never seen this "botanically gardenished" park in school. Its a cool place to... well i told sara its a good place to henky-penky.&lt;br /&gt;WHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Complete with benches and trees, and water fountain. Very ulu summore the place. COOL AH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also some places where i discovered while jogging around the whole perimeter of the school. Most are carparks, and the 1st level (underground) of each building.&lt;br /&gt;Err..it's sumhow ulu also...errr also good to..err.. henky-penky.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. Coz it's dark, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;Hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the other thing is nothing about the school, but the Singapore Discovery Centre itself. Well i and sara were talking in msn while doing FYP in lab, so donno how the topic about missing going to school excursions came out. And one of it is Singapore Discovery Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe some of you guys must have rode this thing where it moves so vigorously and you have to pay $2 for it. We forgot the name, and sara said, Terminator? Gladiator?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we found out the name is Stimulator, and i was thinking, "Ride that thing to stimulate what siah!!??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara said, "What you thinking?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "Think what? Nothing lah!What you thinking siah!, i mean maybe stimulate the adrenaline for the person riding the thing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i noe what you were thinking Saraaa... ish ish ish.&lt;br /&gt;Whoever needs a stimulator, go to discovery centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Discovery Channel&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we went to North Canteen to meet Anjana and the rest like Syidah, Arathi and Khai.&lt;br /&gt;Somehow we landed with the topic "If you want your breast to be big, do not breast-feed"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Anjana came out with the BEST Theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, women in Africa have to hang their breast over their shoulders to prevent dehydration.&lt;br /&gt;That's why you see in the discovery channel that their breasts are saggy and low low low.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Khai believed her!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonsense Anjana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we even discovered MOREEEE about 1 person, and we made up stories about another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well shan't elaborate here. Sorry. Hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times i find myself not making sense. But who cares, just write lor. Just wanna update this blog, coz i hardly do. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah..i was actually supposed to be posting up pictures rite..But lazy arh.&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha. See how ah nx time, next post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah my supervisor hasnt come in today, and it worried me alot coz that means he's coming in tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No no nono nooo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYP IS tiring. Coz the only thing you do is to make your feet cold and your butt grow....sidewards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall rant more soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-3556486512870844167?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/3556486512870844167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=3556486512870844167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/3556486512870844167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/3556486512870844167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-2739483145979186659</id><published>2008-06-18T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:34:16.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's the problem?</title><content type='html'>Seems like this season is the "Problem" season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's never a time where people are saying "No problem" anymore..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's having a problem with her, he's having a problem with sumthing, they're having a problem with her, she's having a problem with them, and i'm having a problem with them, because of their problem, and i'm having a problem with myself, coz i can't be solving all their problems, coz it's not my problem what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's one problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another problem is, i'm still not settled with my programming problem. Having nightmares oredi dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back to the problem which i was talking about earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mainly the reason is "PEOPLE". People are hard to control, we can't control people, only they can control themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly the reason is "Emotions". Emotions are hard to be dealt with, who knows to deal with it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people and emotions come together, it becomes emople. I mean emo-ple.&lt;br /&gt;And you noe what emo-ple means?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It means PROBLEMS. MANY MANY PROBLEMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its all about dealing with PROBLEMS, AND NOT EMO-PLE. Coz you can't really deal with emo-ple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the title states, what's the problem? Why do these problems have to come at the same time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just to create more problems? or plain coincidence. Obviously coincidence lah. So what happens when coincidence happens. And the thing happen to be coincidental is problems.&lt;br /&gt;So it becomes coinblems. I mean coin-blems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you do when you encounter coin-blems. Means you will go headache, because:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL THE EMOTIONAL PEOPLE HAVING PROBLEMS COINCIDENTALLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that sucks man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coz i'm really stuck in the middle thou not really involved in it, but have to get it dealt with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trouble isnt it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NEVER SIT ON A PROBLEM"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the 1st advice. Well doing something in the attempt to solve it is the thing that helps you drive out of the situation. It can be anyting, be it listen to all the explanations, weighing the best solution...it might help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"BETTER TO GET SOMETHING DONE THAN TO COMPROMISE JUST TO MAKE ALL PARTIES HAPPY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's another good advice. Very very good advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you try to attempt to make everyone happy, it would almost be impossible, or rather, unachievable. Coz everyone has different needs and wants. Satisfy all of them? Yes, be a superhero 1st. It's always best to get something done in a way that it's achieveable. If that something can be achieved, means you're one step ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i really dont know what to do, i know i'm sticking to my advice, but its just so hard. I cant think properly right now. I need to get a solution quickly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My deadline is almost up! What do you do when the time is up!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd advice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NEVER GIVE UP"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a good night sleep!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-2739483145979186659?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/2739483145979186659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=2739483145979186659' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/2739483145979186659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/2739483145979186659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/whats-problem.html' title='What&apos;s the problem?'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-1354028180134185493</id><published>2008-06-13T08:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T08:43:19.951+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Phone Call</title><content type='html'>1)Never stop whatever you're doing while on the phone with someone important&lt;br /&gt;2)Never decide to lie on bed while talking on the phone with someone important&lt;br /&gt;3)Never sleep while lying on bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)So continue whatever you're doing and talk at the same time so you dont doze off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help it. Either just too tired, or just typical of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO NO NOOO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Guilty always)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-1354028180134185493?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1354028180134185493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=1354028180134185493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1354028180134185493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1354028180134185493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/phone-call.html' title='The Phone Call'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-6406368372109927665</id><published>2008-06-08T19:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T19:49:32.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm still in the mood of shopping. I WANNA GO I WANNA GO!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually bought a couple of stuff yesterday and it's still not enough.&lt;br /&gt;You know why? I am a normal human being. Normal humans like to see nice stuff, so its inevitable for me to avoid that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And better still if it's cheap. NOT because it's GSS but whenever i see things on sale, better make it a worth one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, my blog posts ah, so boring siah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm writing one for the sake of writing one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got a couple of things on my work list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SHIT. @@@@. Havent done any, tiring you know..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont find any use of talking alone through this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to this guy better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2129226480_bc72b665e3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/2129226480_bc72b665e3.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-6406368372109927665?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6406368372109927665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=6406368372109927665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6406368372109927665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6406368372109927665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-still-in-mood-of-shopping.html' title=''/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-6402199333696762267</id><published>2008-05-11T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T20:51:35.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>R21 Movies for me. Not yet.</title><content type='html'>THE LAST STAGEARTS NIGHT FOR ME AND MY FELLOW YEAR 3s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome.Truly awesome. The night fun-filled with laughters, tears (from the 2 drama performances dammit), and SINGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who've watched, you guys know. It was one-hell of a time holding that high note. Hope you liked it :) I am truly proud of every single soul who have successfully hold this event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Special thanks to Rabia, who had rather faced some shits while i'm away, getting the event proposal approved, coordinating the StageArts Nights committee to get their tasks done, and getting sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the StageArts Night Committee, you guys did great and hope u have learned the secrets of organizing an event. Not so easy yeah. Heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who've made stage appearance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anjana and Amin as the emcees for the night - I say "WOW! HOT"&lt;br /&gt;Dances - "AH! OUCH! NICE! OUCH!"&lt;br /&gt;Year 2s Drama - "IMPRESSIVE. AH!"&lt;br /&gt;Year 3s Drama - "WE SURVIVED. HAHAHAHA"&lt;br /&gt;MCH runway show- "BURNIN HOTT"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for myself, i think i need to learn how to make a good speech. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTENTION EVERYONE. I NEED PICTURES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heard that? Heard that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeaa... this entry will look so plain without pictures you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU AISHA, SHANKAR, HASLI, AND FAZEES FOR COMING DOWN AND ENJOYING THE SHOW. YOU GUYS MAKE A GOOD AUDIENCE, ESPECIALLY FAZEES WHO HAS BEEN SO NOISY THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE SHOW. THATS A GOOD THING:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY TO ALL MOTHERS AROUND THE GLOBE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had Seoul Garden at Taka and i ate mostly, prawns. Have no idea why eating a lot of prawns will make eating at seoul garden more, worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i was feeling a lil bit like a preggy woman. and i was wearing something very loose, like a preggy outfit. My tummy went soo out like a preggy. Yea i dont feel so preggy now. And you know why i looked and feel preggy? Coz i was eating like there's another Farhanah in me.&lt;br /&gt;That was it, the preggy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May i know when exactly is Vesak Day? Coz i want holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah caught IRON MAN yesterday with the dude! According to the dude Tony Stark thinks he's so handsome. I went blank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is he old?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks more to go for attachment. And i'm very sure i'm gonna miss the dudes and pretties in the office. I'm not starting to miss school anymore, and that's VERY worrying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah..todays Sunday..tmr Monday...so when's Vesak Day again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO DUDE'S BIRTHDAY'S COMING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMMIT HE CAN WATCH R21 MOVIES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHAT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-6402199333696762267?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6402199333696762267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=6402199333696762267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6402199333696762267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6402199333696762267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/05/r21-movies-for-me-not-yet.html' title='R21 Movies for me. Not yet.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-1207786362924841367</id><published>2008-05-04T10:41:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T12:21:08.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day not to remember</title><content type='html'>StageArts Night is this coming Friday, 9th May, YAY! We kept thinking that it's gonna be postponed somehow but still made it as planned. Yay!! But NO!!! Not even prepared for the skit. Thank god Rabia, Syidah and Sara saved us. They stayed on till very late on friday to finish up the script. And we have the script now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't miss the show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Well the whole week's been pretty tiring for me. Because i did very little work during attachment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do little work = Tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah...if i find myself doin a lot of work, i will do more and more work. WAHHHH if from last time i'm like this good eh? But am still very lazy nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday went to town with the dude coz i wanted to see Marie Digby's autograph session at Wisma. Marie Digby is this new singer who got popular from You Tube with her remade song from Rihanna's umbrella. So thought that after we catch that, just gonna drop by Suntec's Convention Centre to see the Ipod roadshow or something like that. Window shopped around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;town and when we went down to Wisma, there's no crowd there. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHY???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because Marie Digby's autograph session will be held on 9th May which is this coming friday,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it's the same day as StageArts Night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;***#$%%@***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok no fuss about it, buy how the heck it came about to me that Marie Digby is coming on Saturday, 3rd May??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"The Blur-Blur Day"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh really sehhh...from the point i get out of home till the end of the day, I was totally BLUR, CONFUSED, CLUMSY,BLUR, AND BLUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There! Told you i was tired due to the lack of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall i quote you some examples of "Blur"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****WARNING! CONTENT MAY DISTURB AND MAKES YOU GO "HUH??"****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Reached school TOO EARLY for drama. Starts at 11am, reached at 9.45am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)Walked aimlessly around school, thinking that i will bump into things i havent been seeing for the past 2 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)Wanted to buy Milo packet drink from the vending machine but there was someone queueing infront of me. HER COIN GOT STUCKED AND SHE REFUSE TO JUST LEAVE IT AND I WAS SO LAZY TO HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah got such thing as lazy to help meh? Maybe i just lost my heart for that day.&lt;br /&gt;Okay still doesn't sound so BLUR?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)Joined Make-up for their session with the ice breaker game and i am very, very sure someone has the name called "Qing Qing" somewhere. Apparently there's none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)Met up with Rabia, went to the club room. Soon after, i was holding her keys (for donno what reason) and put it back down. A second later she asked me if i could help her lock the room and i asked, "Huh? Where's the key??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----At town-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6)I asked the dude "Hey, i know where's scotts road, but where's Orchard Road?" Amazingly, dude replied, "I also donno."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah probably that's one of the reasons why we're in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7)Some giveaway items session were going on and i wanted to just approach to get free gifts. Dude went on thinking it's also free gifts. But it wasn't. So i pulled him and said, "Eh no need, not free gift larh", and BANGED into a guy who look rather fierce and gangster-like.&lt;br /&gt;That guy just walked away and thank god, not traumatised by the incident.&lt;br /&gt;But i practically BANGED into him sia! and that includes the butt area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----At Lucky Plaza Nasi Ayam stall----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8)Dude: "Auntie, can i have 2 nasi ayam, 1 with thighs, another with wings?"&lt;br /&gt;Auntie: "Okay so u will have 1 thighs and 1 breast."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "No. 1 thighs, 1 wings."&lt;br /&gt;Auntie:"YA LARH! The breast IS the wings. Cant you see the wing is attached to the breast??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayyy...HOW I KNOW SIAH!! Still can scold me. I scared you know. But the Nasi Ayam was POWER TO THE MAX though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---At Cotton On---&lt;br /&gt;9) I was queing up. As soon as i reached the counter, another girl was also putting her things to pay for on the counter(apparently there was another long queue running before that girl).&lt;br /&gt;I asked the cashier "Eh where's the queue?"&lt;br /&gt;She shrugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay i'm not making the list till 10, or i will be declaring myself extremely blur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was it. That was just it. A day not to remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i'm sure its not so bad righttt...as long its not as bad as yours can larh eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-1207786362924841367?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/1207786362924841367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=1207786362924841367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1207786362924841367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/1207786362924841367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/05/day-not-to-remember.html' title='A day not to remember'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-4525419519608912436</id><published>2008-04-22T07:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-22T07:41:12.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry tummy</title><content type='html'>I am hungry. I apologize for the continuous thoughts about food since last 2 days. But i cant help it. Talking about food is never enough. You have to EAT. Yay yay.. My mum is making me coffee. Heheheheh. I dont make good coffee so i asked her coz her's is the best. Heheheheh. I wanna eat it with biscuit. Or drink it with biscuit. Dip the biscuit in coffee and eat it i mean. Best tauu... Nong time nvr eat it like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK COFFEE IS DONE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go eat 1st okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow i got 2 online. Who's the other one.... May i noe you? HEHEHEHEHEHE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh now GOT 4??? This feature is playing tricks or what!? Who's online so early in the morning??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-4525419519608912436?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/4525419519608912436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=4525419519608912436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4525419519608912436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/4525419519608912436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/04/sorry-tummy.html' title='Sorry tummy'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-6639666862427702876</id><published>2008-04-20T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T21:58:30.295+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd post for the day</title><content type='html'>So, by now obviously i'm trying to be nice to my blog after what i've done to it. But that doesn't mean that i'm gonna write 3 entries EVERYDAY. Just for a start. Heh. Or perhaps, for a revival?&lt;br /&gt;Yea somehow i thought the blog was dead. But it's alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sorting out my friends' links and i notice that A LOT of their blogs are dead, just like mine, but just that mine still exist. Yea man.. that makes the list shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where has all these blogger go to? Back to the ol' diary they keep with them wherever they go?&lt;br /&gt;Or facebook?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man that one. I thought it was something fun enuff for me to hook around it every hour of the day but i realise it took me less than a month to give up on it, especially those extra applications you can add on your profile, like Vampires, Human Pets, Vehicle, Slayers, and whatever nonsense ah. But maybe something that MIGHT keep me interested are like 'Are you interested?' and 'Flirtable'. Coz i'm still receiving email notifications from them. BUT... i delete them write whenever i see them. Like, the number of flirts i receive doesnt really determine that i am really flirtable coz i am not. Coz i am what people say burok at first sight. JAJAJAJA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea so..where do these blogger go to? Blogger is no more the phenomenon. What are kids now into? Can somebody enlighten me? I feel like i'm not updated. I mean other than the rising in the number of women playing PSP, what else eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...let me see..what do we have now..the Singapore Flyers? They rather wait to get their seats on the Singapore Flyers? I dont think so... Hmmm what else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT ELSE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz..the world is changing so rapidly. Technology is changing like it has always does. People are changing like nobody's business. And what am i changing into. Hopefully into someone who knows what she wants to do in the near future. Coz i really dont. People are now looking into courses in universities or whatever advance stuff and i'm still seating under the well waiting for a prince to carry me out of the well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh this post is getting out of hand. I think there's just too many things i wanna bring out at once.&lt;br /&gt;I think it's rather a good way to realise what you've never realise. Ahhhh...Blogger IS a good channel for you to realise things you've never think about. Good good. Not bad. Not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost 10pm, and i guess i have to get back to my usual routine. Heheheheheh....I miss the dude larh. He's a little sick.. and i'm love sick.&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get back to you soon!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-6639666862427702876?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/6639666862427702876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=6639666862427702876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6639666862427702876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/6639666862427702876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/04/3rd-post-for-day.html' title='3rd post for the day'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-5257253982040009241</id><published>2008-04-20T14:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T14:53:58.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd post for the day</title><content type='html'>Had my breakfast and my lunch one after another. Cool right cool right? Yeaaah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First i had Thailand Instant Noodle. The noodle is not like a noodle. It's a square but when boiled in water, it will curl up like pasta. The soup is super spicy and i love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, while waiting for my parents to bring home food, i ate chocolates my bro bought from Australia. It's small, round, many-many in a packet, and basically is a peanut coated with damn good chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, when my parents get home, i ate Nasi Lomak. It has rice that's been mixed with coconut milk, assisted with fried chicken, flat piece cucumber, Ikan Bilis-bilis, omelette, ground peanuts, and good'ol chilli sambal. And that's from Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So LIKE USUALLLLL i will watch tv and baring2 on the sofa, and now, I'M BLOGGING AGAIN. YOU SHOULD BE PROUD OF ME you noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizz...Sunday's suppose to be fun filled with family activities or so, but oh well, it's just gonna be same o same sunday week by week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But good thing, i'm not rushing to finish up my assignments. NYAHAHAHAHA. No school mah.. everyday work, go back, eat, sleep. No homework mah...Cool right cool right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT, have to prepare stuff for StageArts. Lots of them. Hmm...maybe relax and chill first lah eh.&lt;br /&gt;Like malays say "Bersenang-senang dahulu, bersusah-susah kemudian". It means, easy-easy 1st, difficult-difficult then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak siape cikgu aku dulu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmmm..what else to write about eh. I feel like eating. Maybe goreng pisang? Jemput-jemput pisang? hmm..or just the pisang alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i come back later for the 3rd post of the day?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-5257253982040009241?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/5257253982040009241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=5257253982040009241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/5257253982040009241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/5257253982040009241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/04/2nd-post-for-day.html' title='2nd post for the day'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-8415953868643870420</id><published>2008-04-20T07:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T08:03:40.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yes i'm back</title><content type='html'>Guys. Guess what.I'm pathetically evil with this blog. I abandoned it long ago, and now here i am trying to make love with it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY HEY!!! I'm now motivated to write more entries starting from now (i hope). Blogskin changed.(Took me from yesterday morning till now) Hahah nothing much, just the pictures and the stupid remarks on each image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY..I'm doing fine. How you guys?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well as for now i'm on attachment till 23rd May. Won't be around in school that often except for curricular activities, such as, DRAMA :STAGEARTS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesss....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Club Crawl. Done. New recruits/freshies/juniors. (Hahah step kakak2 nampak)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More events coming up after auditions. CANT WAIT AH SEY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now right, i think i will come back later coz i tink i wanna get back to sleep and wake up and bathe and continue blogging again, can?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAN RIGHTTT....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya later!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ignore those lines after my post which says "you and me.sip through the twisting straw of LIFE.♥-3:23 PM-".  Am gonna change it soon. But need a whole day of thinking. Hee"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-8415953868643870420?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/8415953868643870420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=8415953868643870420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8415953868643870420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/8415953868643870420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2008/04/yes-im-back.html' title='Yes i&apos;m back'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-578116106500880245</id><published>2007-08-09T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T22:27:04.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MAK TIRI</title><content type='html'>One word: SUCCESS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;StageArts Annual Production 2007 was awesome! All the stress, frustration, worries, blood, sweat, and tears totally paid off. Stress due to projects, having involved in other events such as VoiceOut, BandzOut, NYP Graduation Night, Phat Nite etc etc. Frustration due to some incapabilities of working with the role of "Angie". Worries of not being able to commit to more important things like school, family, and love. Blood due to the constant trip and falls and injuries during reharsals. And tears due to some things that i wished could have given me more..arh nevermind. I'm really proud of myself, and i'm greatful to ALL that had given me much support, tolerance, and guidance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the first ever huge production that has me in one of the lead roles. Hee hee. Great isnt it? Coz i'm always seen in backstage doin props, lights or sound for the previous events. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;GREAT GREAT EXPERIENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, i always feel scared when i'm not scared. That's extremely worrying. And i always have this tendency to get nervous just before i step in the stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad to see my family there watchin me act for the ever first time. Hmmm..i think they are proud of me laa...just that they dont say it. HAHAH! (Dont roll ur eyes..) And my dad always giving me this face (undescribable but i noe its a "i cant believe it-oh thats my daughter- she never told me she can act" kinda face)&lt;br /&gt;And he said next time i shud take up a role of a" Mak Tiri" (stepmother). Hah?? The role i acted as is a mother what.... just that my children are of my own? And i'm always angry..?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my brother said that my presence on stage reminds him of Venetta Lopez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;???????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah but i'm just glad that they could see the end product after so much late nights and all.&lt;br /&gt;And me huggin guys on that stage. But thats acting whaaaaat....ergh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL IN ALL. I'M HAPPY ITS OVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXAMS ARE COMING!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok times up. I think i need to organize my study schedule now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wished you were there.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-578116106500880245?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/578116106500880245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=578116106500880245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/578116106500880245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/578116106500880245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2007/08/mak-tiri.html' title='MAK TIRI'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-7715361808581753928</id><published>2007-08-07T09:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-07T09:27:41.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHE'S BACK! ON THE DECK! QUACK QUACK.</title><content type='html'>Wow finally guys...been about 10 months since i last blog! Actually wanted to wait another 2 months to make it a year. Heh heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, some of you must have wondered what the hell happened to this lonely girl here. I'VE BEEN SARDINED PACKED WITH LOTSA THINGS. Okay things like events, events and...EVENTS. Ok it's school events lah actually.&lt;br /&gt;But that's partly the reason. Some other reasons why i chose not to blog nemore coz, i always blabber nonsense, and would result in people thinkin that i'm a no-brainer, i always run out of things to say, though there's many many happenings around me, and erm, i just do not want to get distracted by blogger and waste time on it, COZ, i take EONS to complete one entry.&lt;br /&gt;(Ok up to this point of the post, it took me 24 minutes. So you know what i meant)&lt;br /&gt;BUT, I decided toget back to this! Well doesnt matter lah actually BECOZ, i am so deeply touched coz there're still people visiting my blog!&lt;br /&gt;FOR THOSE WHO HAVE TAGGED, I'M TRULY SORRY GUYS AND I WILL REPLY TO YOU SOON. HEHE. BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR MAKING THIS BLOG ALIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Well you know, i actually have to get to school now to complete my project, but my friends just woke up, so there's no point coming early when no one's there, so i decided to do something a lil better for my life. hahaha. I'm having make up tutorial later, and I'M HAVING MY LAST DAY OF REHEARSALS TODAY FOR TOMORROW'S STAGEARTS ANNUAL PRODUCTION!!!&lt;br /&gt;(Oh by the way i'm acting. Hahah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh. I really do not know what to feel now. Time past really fast and i hope i can pull through.&lt;br /&gt;Through the wire, through the fire. Blab blab okayy... I need to get this fire burnin man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, i'm improving, i write quite fast..it's only 35 minutes.heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get my project done by today for tomorrow's presentation, and i need to get psyched up for tomorrow. Is that how you spell psyched? Ergh. Yar and i just need to focus for this ONE DAY. Man...double pressure. The project's huge and the production's HUGE.&lt;br /&gt;How how how how how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what guys. I think i need to get runnin for now. Will get back here definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah. i think i need to change the whole outlook of this blog coz it's old. Though i changed the primary color.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See ya later. Miss you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-7715361808581753928?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/7715361808581753928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=7715361808581753928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7715361808581753928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/7715361808581753928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2007/08/shes-back-on-deck-quack-quack.html' title='SHE&apos;S BACK! ON THE DECK! QUACK QUACK.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-116125337176309748</id><published>2006-10-19T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T18:22:51.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aku ngantok.</title><content type='html'>Is anyone missing me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please do, coz i'm missing you too.. hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you noe, school has reopened and it feels so good to be back okay. I'm in school by the way which shows how much i'm missing it. Work and chinatown. Goodbye for now. I'm just hating it.&lt;br /&gt;These few days of school has been so relax can. Bored to the core. As in, you have long hours of breaks coz the tutors just release us much earlier than we expected. That just adds up to the 1 hr break. But for now, i'm having my 3 hr break. Just finished watching "Finding Neverland" at the sch library. Good show but i dont know why my head kept tilting up and down and side ways. Yes i'm sleepy. Since like...this week? I fall asleep too soon at times, like when i'm watching tv. Ok that sounds cliche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New modules for the new semester. Statistics lah, economics lah, management principles lah, data communication lah, object oriented java lah...and okay this one; Japanese lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watashi wa farhanah desu.&lt;br /&gt;Haji me mat su?&lt;br /&gt;Do ozho yoroshiku bla bla..&lt;br /&gt;Kyuu nana kyuu nana kyuu roku....OOPS. I almost revealed my mobile here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekek rabak ah itu class.&lt;br /&gt;Must bow 90 degrees, if not 130. The lower the better lah hualao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I very tired ah...today finishing at 8 30pm you noe.. But i started late though. Supposedly starts at 12 pm but i didnt have to go for that tutorial. So i was here at 2 then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku nak tido aku nak tido aku nak bobok.&lt;br /&gt;Eh ah ah la. Selamat berpuasa semua!&lt;br /&gt;Happy deepavali!&lt;br /&gt;Yay yay nx week hari raya!&lt;br /&gt;My shopping spree not complete lerr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now..i'm just waiting for lecture at 6 40pm. Buka at 6 55pm.. Shud i buka in LT or approach the lecturer whom i do not know just yet, so tt the minority muslim community in Diploma in Business Informatics can go buka peacefully with no worries of rats invading the place. I'll see to it though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can i stop here for now?&lt;br /&gt;See ya nx time okay? Tooda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-116125337176309748?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/116125337176309748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=116125337176309748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/116125337176309748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/116125337176309748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/10/aku-ngantok.html' title='Aku ngantok.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115906866918494895</id><published>2006-09-24T11:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T11:31:09.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Upset.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115906866918494895?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115906866918494895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115906866918494895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115906866918494895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115906866918494895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/upset.html' title=''/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115897400857375290</id><published>2006-09-23T09:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T09:13:37.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's hot but she's not.</title><content type='html'>When there's school, we complain. When there isnt, we complain too.. Wassup with life of kids like us man. I mean, teens. Or youths. Or kakak-kakak. Ergh whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kids schooling out there, treasure your school life k. An advise from this kakak here. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;Wahlao.. 3 more weeks to wait for school to reopen. Work has been a nightmare for me. Imagine a little kid going to school for the first time, they cry and cry and not wanting to leave home for school, and worst, to see their wicked looking teachers.&lt;br /&gt;That goes the same for me. Almost every single day.&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, but seems like this is what i have to learn before i step into working life later on.&lt;br /&gt;This is what you have to do when you're in that world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul type="disc"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Admit your mistakes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't repeat it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ace at it&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i think not only working life lah eh.. It's pretty much what's life is all about.&lt;br /&gt;Did i told you guys what i worked for?&lt;br /&gt;Ok incase you dont, i run after debtors. I dont mean like run round the tracks in the stadium or what lah.. Yah ok you know what i mean.&lt;br /&gt;Some debtors are nice when you talk nicely to them. I works for some, not all. When it came to a point that i thought it would be better if i scream at them, i was wrong. This guy actually asked me to call him again in a courteous manner, coz the approach he received was rude and he wont entertain. So yeah...i called him again and talked really nicely, and he love me, and he will pay his debts. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alamak. I'm late for school. HAHHAH yeah at last going to school, for drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last word. She's hot but she's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wassabe sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115897400857375290?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115897400857375290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115897400857375290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115897400857375290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115897400857375290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/shes-hot-but-shes-not.html' title='She&apos;s hot but she&apos;s not.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115753571822721378</id><published>2006-09-06T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-06T17:41:58.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Macam mana.</title><content type='html'>I seriously dont know how to start off with this entry.&lt;br /&gt;Ok i've started it anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've started work. I seriously dont know how i shud continue 5 wks of this.&lt;br /&gt;It's not physically straining.Not mentally either. Emotional at times.&lt;br /&gt;I AM WORKING AS A TELE COMMUNICATOR.&lt;br /&gt;I CALL PEOPLE EVERY MINUTE. NON STOP.&lt;br /&gt;I DEMAND THEM FOR FULL PAYMENT OF DEBTS.&lt;br /&gt;NOT A TAI LONG.&lt;br /&gt;A LEGAL ONE INDEED.&lt;br /&gt; SOMETIMES I TALK NICELY. SOMETIMES I TALK FIRMLY. SOMETIMES I TALK LIKE NYONYA. LIKE AH PEK OSO GOT.&lt;br /&gt;You really need to be professional enough to handle different situations. Some debtors like gangsters, you know ah..wah it takes alot of patience man..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haizzz...how to work like this. If not i'll be complaining of boredom everyday..and for every entry i post.&lt;br /&gt;I guess..i'll have to endure...Hahah a person like me can hardly endure..complain non stop. Ok i shall not.&lt;br /&gt;By now u can tell how much i try to convince myself rite?&lt;br /&gt;Ok i'm blabbing. Like nyonya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah. On my way back. I saw that pervertic looking stalker who tried to stalk me last time. He has sharp eyes man..he saw me! Oh man..apa lagi..i try speed up ah..scared seh..lucky day time...feel like lodging a police report. But he hasnt do anything to me yet thou. ERRRR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to send flyers around the area.&lt;br /&gt;Another job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115753571822721378?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115753571822721378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115753571822721378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115753571822721378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115753571822721378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/macam-mana.html' title='Macam mana.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115734273323998474</id><published>2006-09-04T11:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T12:06:53.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rotten. Blistered.</title><content type='html'>Lobangs for part time jobs, anyone??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the first time i'm being well driven to look for a job. I was always so lazy to even look up for advertisements in the papers. I have NEVER taken any job.&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow gonna go for interview and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So schedule for today!&lt;br /&gt;Err. Rot.&lt;br /&gt;Fine that's the only thing i'm most profficient in. You too rite, babes and dudes?&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for my fries to heat up after frozen. Then goreng time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok last nite i watched siti's wedding at kuala lipis. I mean i watched on tv. It was..boringgg..&lt;br /&gt;What you expect, the third wedding telecast. Hahah. I've watched it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are the only time when you finally feel like doing school work.&lt;br /&gt;Believe or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you cant rot any further perhaps.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115734273323998474?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115734273323998474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115734273323998474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115734273323998474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115734273323998474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/rotten-blistered.html' title='Rotten. Blistered.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115728712683078976</id><published>2006-09-03T20:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T20:38:46.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Full.</title><content type='html'>I almost died of boredom today. Thank goodness my dad finally asked us out.Basically my parents and i lah..Both my bros are out somewhere out there. Soo...we went to Suntec City!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has really been a long time since we really really walk and take a good look at the place. Dont mention shopping lah, i can hardly shop with my dad around. And now then i realise how big the place really is. When we're there, we just grab some finger food and ate along the way. Ahah i still havent eat my brownies from Polar. So yeah..walked around restaurants lah.. furniture shop lah.. And can you imagine it's non-stop walkin?? My leg pain okay.&lt;br /&gt;The worst nightmare was searching for our carpark zone. Goshyy.. It took longer than anything else lah..&lt;br /&gt;Finally we went to eat. Somewhere else. Ate chicken rice! At Selera mckenzie road.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so now my stomach's bloating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been really conscious on the way i look these days you noe.. ok lah pratically everytime i look into the mirror.  I keep thinkin that i'm fat. *_*&lt;br /&gt;Typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahuh. Programme of the day!! I'm waiting for Siti Nurhaliza's wedding at 11pm. It's not live telecast. It took place this noon actually. Hahah. By now you should have realised how much i'm so semangat about her. Ok actually right, i'm not her die hard fan or anything. I mean, i dont show it laa...Deep down inside, that's where the truth lies.&lt;br /&gt;Does it sounds really wrong? I hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna eat my brownies. But i'll get fatter!!&lt;br /&gt;Fine. I'll eat it anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115728712683078976?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115728712683078976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115728712683078976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115728712683078976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115728712683078976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/full.html' title='Full.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115715963968045338</id><published>2006-09-02T09:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T09:16:16.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid game. Or am I stupid.</title><content type='html'>Subject: FW: mind game - must try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIND GAME&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2% or 98%&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is strange...can you figure it out?&lt;br /&gt;Are you the 2% or 98% of the population?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Follow the instructions! NO PEEKING AHEAD!&lt;br /&gt;Do the following exercise, guaranteed to raise an eyebrow.&lt;br /&gt;There's no trick or surprise. Just follow these instructions, and answer the questions one at&lt;br /&gt;a time and as quickly as you can!&lt;br /&gt;Again, as quickly as you can but don't advance until you've done each of them ...really.&lt;br /&gt;Now, scroll down (but not too fast, you might miss &gt;&gt;something.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&gt; Think of a number from 1 to 10 Multiply that number by 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&gt; If the number is a 2-digit number, add the digits together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&gt; Now subtract 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determine which letter in the alphabet corresponds to the number you ended up with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(example: 1=a, 2=b, 3=c,etc.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;Think of a country that starts with that letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&gt; &gt; &gt;&gt; Remember the last letter of the name of that country. Think of the name of an animal that starts with that letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the last letter in the name of that animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the name of a fruit that starts with that letter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you thinking of a Kangaroo in Denmark eating an Orange?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you this was FREAKY!! If not, you're among the 2% of the population whose minds are different enough to think of &gt;&gt;something else.98% of people will answer with kangaroos in Denmark when given this exercise. Keep this message going. This one is actually worth sending on to others. Forward it to people you know so they can find out if they are usual or unusual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was actually thinking of an &lt;strong&gt;alligator&lt;/strong&gt; in &lt;strong&gt;australia&lt;/strong&gt; eating&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rambutan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;. Whakakakaka!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. So, i am so unusual.&lt;br /&gt;Are you??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115715963968045338?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115715963968045338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115715963968045338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115715963968045338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115715963968045338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/stupid-game-or-am-i-stupid.html' title='Stupid game. Or am I stupid.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115708331384134655</id><published>2006-09-01T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T12:01:53.870+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You are the moulder of our dreams..</title><content type='html'>I'M ALWAYS WAITING FOR PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE WAITING FOR PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;CAN YOU GIVE ME SOME SYMPHATY PLEASE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, so I was WAITING for Linie near her 2nd house, which was very near canberra sec.&lt;br /&gt;It was suppose to be 9.40am but she came down nearly 10.30. Ah that wasn't the worst i've waited thou. So as i stood there cursing to myself for always being nice to people, i heard loud cheers by the school hall. Yes they were having teachers' day concert. I planned not to came early to watch it coz i knew it gonna be the same old stupid school concert. So i heard the music goin n all...and i heard Hindustan song. AHHH typical of this. But i thought only the legendry vinod my friend would always perform such things. So i thought, ok maybe the juniors are doing it. So i waited and waited and waited x 10&lt;sup&gt;1,000,000,000&lt;/sup&gt; and finally linie came.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there we were at the school, we went up to the school hall and i found out that it was REALLY VINOD WHO PERFORMED THE HINDUSTAN SONG, along with his dancers.&lt;br /&gt;The first person we met ws the person we wanted to see as priority, MS JOYCE LEE, our form teacher for 5 LONG YEARS. Goosh.&lt;br /&gt;We were introduced to her sec 1 kids...and and and, THEY WERE WEARING THE T SHIRT I DESIGNED FOR THEM!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ahi'msoproud. So there we met hakim fitry haikal khairil zarinah Lorraine etc etc.&lt;br /&gt;AND MR Z, the respected 'undertaker' fierce MAN.&lt;br /&gt;AND MR NASIR, the irritatingly nice PE teacher and i still can remember he hit my upper chest with a softball(which was pretty hard)back in sec 2.&lt;br /&gt;Hah then we went to ms lee's form class 1N2 and had some feast there. Wah wat a nice word.&lt;br /&gt;So gedebak gedebuk. Went to staff room bla bla bla...then to GENERAL OFFICE where we ALWAYS SEBOK SEBOK  when we were still in that school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tribute to the teachers:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms Joyce Lee, if it wasnt for you, i wouldnt be who i am today. You moulded be into a confident lady, who will always be well driven and somehow be a feminist like who you are. hahah. But ure the pro-feminist. I'm the 1/4 pro. hee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Lathif, i would not have passed my maths if it wasnt for you. I had never passed my maths way back in primary school. And when you thought me, that was the only time i know how badly i have to pass my maths. I could still remember the time i cried when you got irritated of me, that i still didnt know how to do an algebra question.&lt;br /&gt;You are so brotherly and cute, and what we call you, Papa bear. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To cikgu adam who  is no more teaching in the school, i will always bear in mind the things you thought me. All about religion, and as an individual. Thank you so much cikgu.&lt;br /&gt;Cikgu pon handsome tau. Hahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mdm Tan, you transformed me into a lady of steel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Terry Lee, you made me a good musician, leader, and music conductor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Nasir, at least i know how to catch a ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Mr Siva the Singapore brainiest teacher aka mr Triple Nine, i will still remember your jokes and your kind acts to people who treated you bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to the rest i've not mentioned, you have a place in my heart..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY  TEACHERS' DAY!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115708331384134655?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115708331384134655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115708331384134655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115708331384134655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115708331384134655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/09/you-are-moulder-of-our-dreams.html' title='You are the moulder of our dreams..'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115690842731628072</id><published>2006-08-30T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T11:30:36.840+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Where's the zebra crossing</title><content type='html'>Hur hur looks like our friend, Diana orang gila, has a new blog huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, while waiting for OC, i spent that time trying to get a new look to my blog. Hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;First it turned out stupid, than it looked like a zebra-crossing, now is this. I dunno why i have to do that. Something different, perhaps? Miah!&lt;br /&gt;And other than that, helped out diana with her new blog and we had a hard time figuring out bout her tag board allignment. So much for having our HTML module huh... I like her skin...I mean this image on the skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/rockyou3za7.png" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang gila!!! What are we gonna do for hols!!&lt;br /&gt;I told her, lets go and exercise, as to burn off the fats that's gonna pile up within the tissues.&lt;br /&gt;Hur hur. Cool. Play badminton? Cycle?&lt;br /&gt;And i suggested iceskating. Ok i'm gonna kiss the ice rink all the time i'm there. And to find out i have lots of blue blacks on my knees and bum.&lt;br /&gt;When shall we, orang gila?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tomorrow's teachers' day celebration, which i'm goin to. Sadly Arfah the repunzel cant come coz she has attachment. OK not a repunzel anymore, coz she just cut her hair!!!&lt;br /&gt;I wanna see! I wanna see!! I WANNA SEE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What shud i bring for the teachers ah?&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...maybe i bake a cake and let them puke?&lt;br /&gt;Ok seems like not a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe make a portrait of their faces? Hmm...good idea..They'll complain that they look uglier..&lt;br /&gt;Ok. another bad idea.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe....I shudn't bring anything.. Ahaha!!&lt;br /&gt;Can they bring me stuff instead?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, possible..Hmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. And again...I dunno what to do today..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115690842731628072?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115690842731628072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115690842731628072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115690842731628072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115690842731628072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/wheres-zebra-crossing.html' title='Where&apos;s the zebra crossing'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115684622919461751</id><published>2006-08-29T17:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T18:14:35.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want I want I want..</title><content type='html'>Today is just my first day of semester break. As what i've listed of what to do for the hols, yes, i read the papers and a book. Tooda! And yes i've watched tv.&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, i feel like baking. Brownies? Cookies? Hahah. Bet it'll gonna taste as bad as it did. Anyways, gonna try again someday lah huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I watched Siti Nurhaliza's wedding reception on tv3 yesterday!! Held at KL's convention centre, the field size banquet hall looked awesome! Donned white silk draped down from the ceiling, flowers bloomed everywhere, EVERYWHERE.., and the dais was AH SO BEAUTIFUL!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. If i were to step into that hall one day...i would be all so mesmerized by it. And what more the bride herself!! She was sooo...like cinderella...Her face was soo cute. Hahah besides beautiful as ever. Yea cute. I'm sure a make up artiste from indonesia did that cute thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/r3059212647.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some celebraties performed at the reception...and i read from the papers that Taufik Batisah was there too! Wow not bad ah..&lt;br /&gt;The best part was, when she sang her latest song..It was recorded after the solemnisation event. Wow that was fast. The song is extremely beautiful.. And the best part is that she composed it!&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Ok i'm so happy for her.&lt;br /&gt;Selamat pengantin baru!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/r3251496493-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want a wedding like that too...&lt;br /&gt;Hahahah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115684622919461751?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115684622919461751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115684622919461751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115684622919461751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115684622919461751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-want-i-want-i-want.html' title='I want I want I want..'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115675355525573618</id><published>2006-08-28T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T16:25:55.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>There goes this sweet seventeen</title><content type='html'>EXAMS OVERRR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as i finished the last paper just now, i kept thinkin of where to go, and i have no where to go.So i headed back home and grab old chunky's bbq chicken puff.&lt;br /&gt;And i was thinkin again...what the heck am i gonna do for this 1 month+++ of vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this were the things listed in my head:&lt;br /&gt;1)Make sure i read the papers everyday&lt;br /&gt;2) Read a book&lt;br /&gt;3) Compose new songs&lt;br /&gt;4)Watch tv&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the list stops.&lt;br /&gt;Damn. How more can i get myself busy??&lt;br /&gt;Fine. This thursday i'm gonna go back to my O' school css. Meet the teachers, watch a "hopefully-fine-concert" and meet my O' friends.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday for drama. Ok that leaves me with tuesday, wednesday, friday to rot at home.&lt;br /&gt;Grr...Then next week?? I'm  gonna rot again the whole week, and saturday, shud be drama again.&lt;br /&gt;Then the following week...Man..i hope i'm gonna have a holla good time celebratin my sad birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAVE TO ENJOY BEING SWEET SEVENTEEN WHILE IT LASTS!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn damn damn. What am i gonna do...&lt;br /&gt;I think this year's birthday would be the same old sad boring birthdays i'd ever sumhow-celebrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tsk tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115675355525573618?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115675355525573618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115675355525573618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115675355525573618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115675355525573618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/there-goes-this-sweet-seventeen.html' title='There goes this sweet seventeen'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115658956291964040</id><published>2006-08-26T18:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T18:53:10.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to fold a shirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="'http://us.i1.yimg.com/cosmos.bcst.yahoo.com/player/media/swf/FLVVideoSolo.swf'" flashvars="'id="686246&amp;emailUrl="http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.yahoo.com%2Futil%2Fmail%3Fei%3DUTF-8%26vid%3D39ebc2419a791ea5ea16a753e4abc96d.686246%26cache%3D1&amp;amp;imUrl="http%25253A%25252F%25252Fvideo.yahoo.com%25252Fvideo%25252Fplay%25253F%252526ei%25253DUTF-8%252526vid%25253D39ebc2419a791ea5ea16a753e4abc96d.686246%252526cache%25253D1&amp;imTitle="How%252BTo%252BFold%252BA%252BShirt&amp;amp;searchUrl="http://video.yahoo.com/video/search?p="&amp;profileUrl="http://video.yahoo.com/video/profile?yid="&amp;amp;creatorValue="cG9zYWVkb24%3D'" type="'application/x-shockwave-flash'" width="'425'" height="'350'"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115658956291964040?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115658956291964040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115658956291964040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115658956291964040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115658956291964040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/how-to-fold-shirt.html' title='How to fold a shirt'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115658386846542689</id><published>2006-08-26T17:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T17:21:41.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is Marketing?</title><content type='html'>1.You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and say, ";I am very rich. Marry me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Direct Marketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.You're at a party with a bunch of friends and see a gorgeous girl. One of your friends goes up to her and pointing at you says "He's very rich. Marry him."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Advertising.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.You see a gorgeous girl at a party. You go up to her and get her telephone number. The next day you call and say, "Hi, I'm very rich. Marry me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Telemarketing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl You get up and straighten your tie; you walk up to her and pour her a drink You open the door for her, pick up her bag after she drops it offer her a ride, and then say, "By the way, I'm very rich. Will you marry me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Public Relations&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.You're at a party and see a gorgeous girl. She walks up to you and says, "You are very rich"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Brand Recognition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.You see a gorgeous girl at a party You go up to her and say,"I'm rich. Marry me&amp;amp;" She gives you a nice hard slap on your face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's Customer Feedback&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115658386846542689?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115658386846542689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115658386846542689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115658386846542689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115658386846542689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/what-is-marketing.html' title='What is Marketing?'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115647271737888899</id><published>2006-08-25T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T10:28:27.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Idol</title><content type='html'>The end of week is almost here.. 4 papers done. 1 more to go next monday. Weehee...and finally holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday's paper was marketing. As told what topics would be tested, it did. The paper was okayyy...At least i could recall the stuff i learned while revising and sleeping at the same time. Whahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essentials of IT paper was suppose to be very fine but i couldnt remember much! So i ended up squeezing my head (literally) at the very last 10 minutes and tried to squeeze the hidden answer beneath my brain. Yes i know it's BENEATH the brain. Can somehow feel it lah. But too bad it refused to come out so as usual, wrote whatever crap i could.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was accounting. AHH INI DIA... This was all the paranoia is about. Seriously seh..the day before the paper starts after the last paper, i and a few more of my friends went to discussion room and chiong through to prepare for accounting. Lucky thing jian xiang was there to help. He's damn good lah.. The next day before the paper starts we even came down to school earlier to have the last sprint for the paper. And when the paper starts, it was somehow a relieve coz at least they look familiar and not some alien language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YESTERDAY'S was c maths! Arghhh!! I didnt practice much lahh...couldn't answer much questions...wahhh i can never be profficient in maths man...dari kecik sampai dah tua skarang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm gonna really bang on the last paper. Web application-HTML, javascripts, css and many many more.. Hahah so much for being an IT idiot. And i hope i could be one of the geeks sooner. So you guys can call me Rocking Geek. Nice jugak eh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today, is a friday. I thought wanna start studying for the next paper tapi cam malas arr...&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go out!! Buy stuff!! Hahaha. And meet mister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHH LAST MONDAY I WATCHED SITI NURHALIZA NIKAH ON Tv 3.&lt;br /&gt;Hahah after marketing paper i rushed home just to watch it ok. You know many people has been asking why why why did she marry the datok. Ohh man...Dah bagos dier kahwin, kalau tak, tak kahwin jugak dier. (Translation- Good enough she's getting married, if not, she will never get married)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/r2184735148.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She nikah(solemnised) in one of the mosque in KL. Wow, really like some princess getting married man.. With all the hantaran(wedding gifts from the bride and groom) being brought in by her dancers. And finally, she's taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/r2859531817.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what next monday she's gonna bersanding(wedding ceremony) and it will be telecast too...and and...I'm gonna watch!!&lt;br /&gt;Heee..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people may hate her, but i respect her, and i really idolise her. If it was not for her and her songs, i wouldnt be like singing a lot now okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/normal_siti20nurhaliza.jpg" 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/7162942-115647271737888899?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115647271737888899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115647271737888899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115647271737888899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115647271737888899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/my-idol.html' title='My Idol'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115572198248378128</id><published>2006-08-16T17:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T18:10:53.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In dire state of paranoia.</title><content type='html'>I'm seriously freakin out. Exams is next week, and i still cant get the concepts in accounting. Oh man oh.. I've been readin up the lecture notes to seriously understand everything, but nothing seems cling onto the roots of my mind. I know i shud have like done it properly during tutorials and all but heck, it didnt work. So much for last minute work. Other modules, i hope i can finish memorising them on time. And oh yah...C maths...&lt;br /&gt;I'm dying on it. How man how? HOW??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually check out with some of my friends how are they doing for revisions, and i think they're coping well.. I was tryin to seek help you see.. but guess have to wait till friday for maths extra lesson. By the time it would have been too late lah.. I havent even touch past year papers... I'm extremely lagging man..&lt;br /&gt;I planned to finish up accountings and start on maths tmr...but it's not running well seh..&lt;br /&gt;See, i'm now stucked to the tv. Watched The 70s show and Anak Teruna on tv3..hahah not bad ah the show. About 4 siblings and 2 of them are kinda sissy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was all so semangat to study for everything. But now..got some technical failure on the brain.&lt;br /&gt;Calling for engineers and technicians, please!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok today's wednesday. Singapore Idol tonight!!!  It's time for Rock and Roll baybeh!!&lt;br /&gt;See! See!! How to study!!&lt;br /&gt;Tmr's thurday..the following day is friday..then saturday..then sunday...and OH NO!!! 1ST PAPER!!!! MARKETING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok re-shuffling revision schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like buying more lengthy t shirts and more jeans. And a skirt perhaps? Maybe a pink one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAHAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JOKE OF THE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115572198248378128?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115572198248378128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115572198248378128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115572198248378128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115572198248378128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-dire-state-of-paranoia.html' title='In dire state of paranoia.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115554314286785252</id><published>2006-08-14T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T16:17:38.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mat love</title><content type='html'>Least then we expected, we had more.&lt;br /&gt;Seldom could we see deep into each other's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Almost midnight, it felt nothing like a rush.&lt;br /&gt;What we had was a new feel of adrenaline rush.&lt;br /&gt;You smiled, i blushed.&lt;br /&gt;You're my new crush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow like the good old days, this was better.&lt;br /&gt;No make-up on though, it doesnt matter.&lt;br /&gt;You were captivated, so did i.&lt;br /&gt;You know why.&lt;br /&gt;Coz you lay your head on mine, and i rest my arm around you shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;That's the unusual, oh well, just who we are, duh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's almost 12 midnight! Man, got to go..&lt;br /&gt;My mum's afraid if my dad get to know..oh no..&lt;br /&gt;But he's asleep though..&lt;br /&gt;Your dad's callin you home, oh that's another unusual one.&lt;br /&gt;You're late too, guess you'll have to run.&lt;br /&gt;See you next 2 weeks. Gonna miss you my only one.&lt;br /&gt;Say goodbye, say goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;When u're home sms me, aite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I can still feel the new romance.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I love Mat love..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115554314286785252?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115554314286785252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115554314286785252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115554314286785252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115554314286785252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/mat-love.html' title='Mat love'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115539671850577717</id><published>2006-08-12T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T23:31:58.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheerios to oneself</title><content type='html'>It's been long since we part.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so long since we play together everyday.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so so long since we walk the talk to school and back home.&lt;br /&gt;It's been so so so long since we shared all joys and tears, and dream of being what we wanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been, extremely long since i feel the love of being a friend, to a bestfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really sad that what i used to have is partially gone. Or maybe a part of me of being someone i used to be is partially gone too. I cant tell. I dont know. I wudnt want to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are friends, whom you can laugh with. But there are hardly any, u can cry with.&lt;br /&gt;I really dont know how indirectly shud i say this.&lt;br /&gt;Am i anti-social?&lt;br /&gt;Yea, it's not that i'm anti-social, but i hate being with people. This, i said before.&lt;br /&gt;Ok before i run off track, back to, the bestfriends i used to be with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where are they now?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, i know where they are physically, but where's the real one i used to know.&lt;br /&gt;Have i not started a friendly conversation, to catch up on things with them? I have.&lt;br /&gt;But, it just seems that, what i was tryin to do was not acknowledged.&lt;br /&gt;I dont feel the warmth. I dont feel welcomed. Have they had so much better things to do? than to entertain this annoying creature?&lt;br /&gt;Where lies the mistake?&lt;br /&gt;I can understand that everyone in this world is rushing thru time and be occupied with things that can be so technical in life. But where lies the comfort and strength... It's all around, its everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if i'm forgotten. I know i shudnt be feelin this way, but it just struck me after havin a conversation with an old friend. Something wrong somewhere..i cant tell.&lt;br /&gt;I've ignored it long ago and tried to go on with life, but, seems like something's repeatin itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. this entry is so unexplainable. I'm so sorry if u tried so hard to understand every single word and links in it. That illustrates how exactly i'm feelin now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nvm. Get over it. Some things are meant to happen that way...&lt;br /&gt;"Mungkin ada hikmah disebaliknya.."&lt;br /&gt;But we cant sit still and keep quiet.&lt;br /&gt;So...oh man...juz get on with life...&lt;br /&gt;Good things will happen when u least expect it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is my unfriendly day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115539671850577717?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115539671850577717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115539671850577717' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115539671850577717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115539671850577717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/cheerios-to-oneself.html' title='Cheerios to oneself'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115520886994027315</id><published>2006-08-10T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T19:40:17.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna. I wanna. I wanna.</title><content type='html'>Someone said this to me.&lt;br /&gt;"Wah posing nampak.. Step jambu jekk.."&lt;br /&gt;Commenting on my msn display pic.&lt;br /&gt;Yelah... memang dah tak jambu sebab tu nak kene step jambuuuu...halamakkk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahha. It's been a longgggg time since i pose here and there tryin to capture the nicest pic i cud possibly get. Coz my cam is dying on me. Please revive... Forgive me...dear camera..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. HAH. TODAY. No lessons. Just a test. Yes, the last test for business communications module for this semester.&lt;br /&gt;Gua mau CHIONG ah...for this cumin exams nx 2 weeks. I'm always sayin this u noee....Last last tak chiong pon.&lt;br /&gt;You noe i'm always caught watchin tv these days. What to do.. Good shows must watch mah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ok there's so much singlish in here. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow only c maths lecture n tutorial. And ACTUALLY, i'm suppose to help miss president of stage arts to clean up the mess in the club room AND the store room. Yes IT IS SO DAMN DAMN DAMN MESSY. Errrr i wanna help....but i have sumthing BETTER to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Gua sudah ckp mau chiong apa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I HOPE THERE'S SOME AMOUNT OF SUBSTANCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really envy girls who really dresses well for school. Hahahahahahh. Serious. You noe nowadays i cant really be bothered to really dress up. As in, wear skirt and acceptionally thick make up or anything. Not malas lah... but i juz think that if i do that, it'll gonna be worst. I'm gonna look like what i'm not suppose to look like.&lt;br /&gt;And my HAIR. GOSHY. MESSY. My face? Hahaha no comments. dots dots. You noe wat is dots dots? Yea..u noe. Coz juz now as i was waiting for my friend at school, i saw this girl..she's really pretty and she wears skirt..and wears make up..and wears perfume..and and and..Yea...IT IS SO NORMAL TO SEE THAT IN SCHOOL LAH... Wah if you walk pass business block, ah kau, belambak seh gurls who really dress up. And everytime i walk pass them, i look just like any nyonya..hahahah. Ok i dont think like nyonya..hmmm...like....ergh. like myself lah... Backpack, jeans, $5 belt, t shirt, and shoes..shud i call dem skate shoes. Hahaha. Ok not nyonya.&lt;br /&gt;Haiya... You know that day i went to school with a skirt..short...ok above the knee lah...One of my friend was sayin she's not comfortable seeing me wearin that coz she has never seen me wearin that before.&lt;br /&gt;Erh. Sumtimes i'm juz confused with myself. Wanna be a feminine elegant lookin girl..or this hip and cool chick, or a rockstar. HAH HAH. ALL I WANT DUDE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just thinkin of what to wear tmr...OK NUTTIN. I I MEAN. NUTTIN GREAT. YEAH. erh sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK DOKAY I WANNA GOTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOTH RULES THE WORLD TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115520886994027315?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115520886994027315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115520886994027315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115520886994027315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115520886994027315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-wanna-i-wanna-i-wanna.html' title='I wanna. I wanna. I wanna.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115513701665342327</id><published>2006-08-09T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T23:23:36.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RED AND WHITE LIONS ROAR!!!!</title><content type='html'>I'm wearing red. Are you?&lt;br /&gt;If you're not, then you should wear white instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have singapore flag outside ur home/parapet/window/balcony?&lt;br /&gt;I don't. Coz my parents chose not to.&lt;br /&gt;Ok so how was national day parade? Hahah. I'm always so hyped up bout it. Well, i just watch it at home laaarr...&lt;br /&gt;But! I'm always so excited bout the contigents march in n all.. Hmm...Why... I love watchin ppl in uniforms.&lt;br /&gt;ESPECIALLY POLICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAH HAH HAH. AND those G.O.H in white.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AND AND!!! I LOVE FIGHTER PLANES!!!&lt;br /&gt;You know...before it even reached national stadium, it went pass my house, i mean flew above.&lt;br /&gt;And within seconds, it reached the stadium. Now i can imagine how small singapore is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. so yea. That was MY national day.&lt;br /&gt;I wish yours too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115513701665342327?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115513701665342327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115513701665342327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115513701665342327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115513701665342327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/red-and-white-lions-roar.html' title='RED AND WHITE LIONS ROAR!!!!'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115478453740762749</id><published>2006-08-05T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T21:28:57.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You know whaaat....&lt;br /&gt;I slipped while exiting the kitchen and really dropped flat facing the floor man..&lt;br /&gt;One of my veins  is like running off track.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115478453740762749?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115478453740762749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115478453740762749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115478453740762749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115478453740762749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/you-know-whaaat.html' title=''/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115475362036309794</id><published>2006-08-05T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T12:55:06.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Juz another update.</title><content type='html'>General meetin with StageArts peeps this mornin...We're havin a camp!!! Immunitika camp. That's what they call it. It's for this comin september...before puasa..And you know what's the theme?&lt;br /&gt;TRIBES.&lt;br /&gt;Basically we're gonna be divided into tribes... get involved in a war... conquer a piece of land, AND GAIN SUPERIORITY....&lt;br /&gt;WOOHOO!! I'm expectin sumthin real fun and extravagant? Hmmm extravagant for tribal life...&lt;br /&gt;Just imagine if we set up real tribal huts...cool.. And'll you'll get me wearin leaves around my waist and on my head, tochang my hair...and paint my face white and red.&lt;br /&gt;Eh? That's red indian rite?&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo...hope its fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the school's comp lab now actually. Meetin mister very very soon......&lt;br /&gt;I juz got to noe that there will be fireworks at esplanade tonight. WANNA GO!!! WANNA GOO!!!&lt;br /&gt;But i dont think can eh..... I have to get back early.... good rite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like gettin sumthin. Like, a...err....toy?&lt;br /&gt;Hahahh.&lt;br /&gt;BRO BOUGHT ME BARBIE DOLL!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;BRATZ ROCKER ANGELZ. Yea that doll.&lt;br /&gt;There was this huge offer at Taka larrr.....I think it's still on.&lt;br /&gt;My gosh, he bought four huge taka bag full of toys laaa... Batman laa...terminator laa..superman laa...and maybe gettin summore...&lt;br /&gt;My gosh gosh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll show you those sumtime laterrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gotta rush off now!!&lt;br /&gt;Happy happy today!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7162942-115475362036309794?l=rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/feeds/115475362036309794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7162942&amp;postID=115475362036309794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115475362036309794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7162942/posts/default/115475362036309794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rubellitekingdom.blogspot.com/2006/08/juz-another-update.html' title='Juz another update.'/><author><name>Anoy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7162942.post-115460090300826203</id><published>2006-08-03T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T18:28:30.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE UPDATE!!</title><content type='html'>Hey ya'all..wassup yo yo yeah..yo yo.................yeah! YO YO YO!&lt;br /&gt;Kapish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa...Missin this blog. Yes. Update! Update!Update!!&lt;br /&gt;A lot of things had happened while i was away. As in, A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;You know, i'm in tmt for StageArts , so i had a COUPLE of events to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st was 'Orion' singin competition, which i had to work on as the backstage crew. So, hah, basically what i had to do was to give commands and orders to the contestants. So fun.&lt;br /&gt;In that same week, i did sounds for malay cultural group's play. That was fun too.&lt;br /&gt;You know, standing in the control room at the top of the theatre, watch the whole play..laugh at comical scenes, cry at morbid scenes..and waiting for my cues to play songs at different scenes. So exciting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The followin week, I was in VoiceOut singin comp. This time round, NOT givin orders to contestants. hah.&lt;br /&gt;Wahhh...the whole of that week had a lot of tests man...Need to take in the pressure n uncontrollable nervous system for the comp. Rehearsals after rehearsals...Wah, i thought it was a real tough fight. And i was so, so, cannot imagine what kind of standard the judges would look for. And i cannot believe it whenever my fellow contestants kept practising their songs and i was there, not practising and tryin to hold back the feelin of this-is-not-any-kind-of-game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See!! They are all practising, and what me??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 454px; HEIGHT: 323px" height="637" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/VoiceOut2006095Large.jpg" width="454" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i thought i should give my throat and diaphragm(how do u spell it) some good rest to give the best ever performance. Chey wah. Hahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was the second to sing. N when i watched by the backstage the 1st singer to perform, wah, shockin man. The music juz cut off, and he sang without music. But salute him ah.. he worked with the crowd well. So, by then i juz thought, woh, juz do whatever i can ah..and to the best of my abilities. I didnt have any supporters then. And i thought that i wudnt get any cheers or anything ah....BUT THEN...when i appeared on stage, there WERE poeple cheerin for me!!&lt;br /&gt;Shoutin out my name!! And Cheerin!! Yeah! I was truly touched ah...Wonder who they were.&lt;br /&gt;So the song began...and there i performed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 287px; HEIGHT: 377px" height="463" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/DSC00038.jpg" width="460" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after the whole thing, i had nothing else to worry but the results. Hmm actually nuttin so much to worry ah..coz everybody deserves that good experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And results time. WAHHHHH i cud hardly show that i'm fine..coz i was juz, too scared to face it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What if i dont win? Juz not my luck. What if i win? Hmm, dont think i will." Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd place...ok not my name. 2nd place....ok not my name, and dont think those emcees wud call out mine for any position laaaaaa....hualao.&lt;br /&gt;And the champion goes to............................&lt;br /&gt;And i heard ppl shoutin "Unfaithful! Unfaithful!!"&lt;br /&gt;Hey familiar....That's the song i sang!&lt;br /&gt;"Yeahhh!!! The champion goes to Farhanah!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPENED MOUTH BIG BIG AND LIKE TAK LEH BELIEVE.&lt;br /&gt;There i went front stage receivin my prize from MASASHI, this japanese guy frm this local band, SawLoser. Then i stood by the 3rd and 2nd winner. Like want to cry ah...but cannot too much ah.. It's like, something i've never achieved a long time ago seh...and i hardly won any singin comps in the past. Err like as if there were many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 468px; HEIGHT: 361px" height="520" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/VoiceOut2006122Large.jpg" width="468" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIG RELIEVE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak sia sia my bro asked me to sing Unfaithful by Rihanna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah...yeaaa....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, the next 2 weeks. STAGEARTS PRODUCTION "LIGHT OF THE SOUTH".&lt;br /&gt;Nah, not acting, but i was appointed the prop master for the event. Wah this one more stress.&lt;br /&gt;Kena scoldin. Knock on blocks...Bruises on knees...Wah 1 whole week of stress.&lt;br /&gt;So this was how we relieve stress...&lt;br /&gt;Before the show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 436px; HEIGHT: 235px" height="235" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/killed.jpg" width="590" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 291px; HEIGHT: 380px" height="447" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/bang.jpg" width="359" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The TMT members.....Yeaa the crews..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 431px; HEIGHT: 285px" height="285" alt="Photobucket - Video and Image Hosting" src="http://i48.photobucket.com/albums/f216/anoyfarhanah/thecrew.jpg" width="560" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the result of it on the actual day. Gratifying ahh...Work done. Good show.&lt;br /&gt;During the debrief, our drama head and president gave roses to the cast ah... Hahah. I was hopin that i cud get one coz i've never received any. Hee. But sadly, none for me....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"And the last group of people, very important people...yea very very important..the TMT members!"&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo!! We received CARAMEL HAZELNUT CHOCOLATES from the TMT head. Wahhh...so touched ah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah. Seems like alot of good things happened eh?&lt;br /&gt;BUT, not too happy...coz i've got exams cumin. Ahh that one another one... Need to buck up ah seriously... I skipped lots of lessons prior to those events i was busy with.&lt;br /&gt;This past weeks..tests after tests....and html project to be completed....Almost done actually. Juz a lil bit of editin here and there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, i have to worry bout exams..17 days more to go...&lt;br /&gt;Man, gonna have a tough time here, coz i havent even started on the revision.&lt;br /&gt;So, will see ya next time babes and dudes....Next time eh, i hope not too long...hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS to dear self: The more you laugh, the more you will cry.. If you're so happy now, you'll be sad later on...So, just do your thing , and you know what it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goo gooo goo goo gooo...!! 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