<?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-12007163</id><updated>2012-02-13T03:26:56.987+08:00</updated><category term='images'/><category term='Mr/Mrs Right'/><category term='2009'/><category term='ME and ANNA'/><category term='extinction'/><category term='NS'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='weekends'/><category term='movies'/><category term='I ♥ my weekend with you.'/><category term='I ♥s my weekend with you.'/><category term='nightmare'/><category term='sand'/><category term='bore'/><category term='death'/><category term='08'/><category term='twins'/><category term='pissed'/><category term='thunderstorm'/><category term='resolution'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='cute'/><category term='HPB Family Day'/><category term='nails'/><category term='Dreams; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__xBMuZPNRQ/Ty9qPh1zpOI/AAAAAAAACOM/klcYY06lamE/s400/Picture%2B006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705896067916342498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bECW_w4gIcE/Ty9qPatQ7TI/AAAAAAAACOA/U9Ro4CftwJU/s1600/Picture%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bECW_w4gIcE/Ty9qPatQ7TI/AAAAAAAACOA/U9Ro4CftwJU/s400/Picture%2B007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705896066001464626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7w57ussIhVk/Ty9p8ClDH_I/AAAAAAAACN0/I_slmHH9S3Q/s1600/Picture%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7w57ussIhVk/Ty9p8ClDH_I/AAAAAAAACN0/I_slmHH9S3Q/s400/Picture%2B008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705895733107040242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-IDQxtY7h9B0/Ty9p77LVTLI/AAAAAAAACNo/MecK-Yh2BC0/s1600/Picture%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gqJAKnqcvjI/Ty9p6s6bwoI/AAAAAAAACNE/V0nW3wLkUt4/s400/Picture%2B012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705895710111285890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_CwbVdX3jU/Ty9pu1mq5-I/AAAAAAAACM0/Z-4v2T5KqUU/s1600/Picture%2B013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Q_CwbVdX3jU/Ty9pu1mq5-I/AAAAAAAACM0/Z-4v2T5KqUU/s400/Picture%2B013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705895506285881314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zyfd_cag0Tw/Ty9rW_iu1EI/AAAAAAAACOY/q1HfArs_S-g/s1600/farid.jpg" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zyfd_cag0Tw/Ty9rW_iu1EI/AAAAAAAACOY/q1HfArs_S-g/s400/farid.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705897295660110914" style="display: block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tTBX7r6drSo/Ty9psx0RYEI/AAAAAAAACMQ/qjqZdcf5Dv8/s400/Picture%2B034.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705895470909448258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMfgdwTbjDo/Ty9psbAl-II/AAAAAAAACME/2xodKnmzPfk/s1600/Picture%2B036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EMfgdwTbjDo/Ty9psbAl-II/AAAAAAAACME/2xodKnmzPfk/s400/Picture%2B036.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705895464787114114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyNre9ZkpPE/Ty9pdRBcNFI/AAAAAAAACL4/eJMQfkmsGd0/s1600/Picture%2B037.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MyNre9ZkpPE/Ty9pdRBcNFI/AAAAAAAACL4/eJMQfkmsGd0/s400/Picture%2B037.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705895204408276050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1QO2B3BuTg/Ty9pc66qK9I/AAAAAAAACLs/JseFcmaF52k/s1600/Picture%2B038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-m1QO2B3BuTg/Ty9pc66qK9I/AAAAAAAACLs/JseFcmaF52k/s400/Picture%2B038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705895198474251218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72X5okbqxkI/Ty9pcRDwoNI/AAAAAAAACLg/ozIRpqdxmQQ/s1600/Picture%2B043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-72X5okbqxkI/Ty9pcRDwoNI/AAAAAAAACLg/ozIRpqdxmQQ/s400/Picture%2B043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705895187238133970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F-M_KKhQ28g/Ty9pcFWa1WI/AAAAAAAACLU/i_j_Wr8UZls/s1600/Picture%2B039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F-M_KKhQ28g/Ty9pcFWa1WI/AAAAAAAACLU/i_j_Wr8UZls/s400/Picture%2B039.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705895184095171938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ktOZ3FDpGiE/Ty9pbtB9sSI/AAAAAAAACLI/WfRZzRLklBo/s1600/Picture%2B040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ktOZ3FDpGiE/Ty9pbtB9sSI/AAAAAAAACLI/WfRZzRLklBo/s400/Picture%2B040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705895177566925090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I had a good time.&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-7484173327011644630?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7484173327011644630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=7484173327011644630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7484173327011644630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7484173327011644630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2012/02/long-picture-update.html' title='Long picture update!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-__xBMuZPNRQ/Ty9qPh1zpOI/AAAAAAAACOM/klcYY06lamE/s72-c/Picture%2B006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-6623087265693466237</id><published>2012-01-30T22:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T23:06:46.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What in the fuckery just happened?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lcQc-ZbnHC0/TyaxaJsVkcI/AAAAAAAACK8/VsVt8ryadyQ/s1600/effed.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lcQc-ZbnHC0/TyaxaJsVkcI/AAAAAAAACK8/VsVt8ryadyQ/s400/effed.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703441040947909058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got this from &lt;a href="http://www.chicka-myka.blogspot.com/"&gt;TWIN&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;Ahh! What were we thinking then?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We were young &amp;amp; naive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's what.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In more than 3 ways, I'm bloody happy it didn't turn out like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-6623087265693466237?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6623087265693466237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=6623087265693466237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6623087265693466237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6623087265693466237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2012/01/what-in-fuckery-just-happened.html' title='What in the fuckery just happened?'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lcQc-ZbnHC0/TyaxaJsVkcI/AAAAAAAACK8/VsVt8ryadyQ/s72-c/effed.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-6074503197218038748</id><published>2012-01-25T15:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:57:39.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desktop wallpaper'/><title type='text'>Had to update this!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PqKo164tqt4/Tx-115f5cII/AAAAAAAACKw/IP5tc9KAH9E/s1600/desktopwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PqKo164tqt4/Tx-115f5cII/AAAAAAAACKw/IP5tc9KAH9E/s400/desktopwork.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701475590846640258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desktop wallpaper at work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-6074503197218038748?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6074503197218038748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=6074503197218038748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6074503197218038748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6074503197218038748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2012/01/had-to-update-this.html' title='Had to update this!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PqKo164tqt4/Tx-115f5cII/AAAAAAAACKw/IP5tc9KAH9E/s72-c/desktopwork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-4679781205830652085</id><published>2012-01-25T15:27:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:54:04.083+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trip'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holidays'/><title type='text'>MASSIVE ENTRY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I managed to steal a little time from work and update these pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;But of course I've finished my work load and I've got nothing to do at the moment!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No, I'm not slacking at work. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So here goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We arrived at aunt's place in &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kota Kemuning&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; in the evening and we were all too exhausted from all the traveling. I'm definitely not a big fan or long traveling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDQbeldE9ek/Tx-w9i5wHMI/AAAAAAAACKk/crW02BOgO8c/s1600/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDQbeldE9ek/Tx-w9i5wHMI/AAAAAAAACKk/crW02BOgO8c/s400/001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701470224661880002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Some of us didn't bother changing cause we were supposed to eat out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A3RbqSKO6AU/Tx-w9SIjF7I/AAAAAAAACKY/difkT1hBb4k/s1600/002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A3RbqSKO6AU/Tx-w9SIjF7I/AAAAAAAACKY/difkT1hBb4k/s400/002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701470220160538546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the restaurant that they took us too. It wasn't classy or anything but it wasn't bad as well. I was too tired to eat so I didn't enjoy my dinner that much. Plus, the rice was too hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5MlVs18zM1M/Tx-w8x7WAcI/AAAAAAAACKM/jmUZ8UwODYM/s1600/008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5MlVs18zM1M/Tx-w8x7WAcI/AAAAAAAACKM/jmUZ8UwODYM/s400/008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701470211515220418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cousins (minus the 2 missing men). Bummer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dTwLq6FLmIw/Tx-w3lrAw6I/AAAAAAAACJ8/iUT6T_iIODU/s1600/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dTwLq6FLmIw/Tx-w3lrAw6I/AAAAAAAACJ8/iUT6T_iIODU/s400/009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701470122326148002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;In the car the next day to head to Far far away land, as known as Penang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dyxhLZAKAmQ/Tx-w3Pxcz4I/AAAAAAAACJs/lelU0b9HR1s/s1600/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-dyxhLZAKAmQ/Tx-w3Pxcz4I/AAAAAAAACJs/lelU0b9HR1s/s400/010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701470116447571842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZhS-JFxyHc/Tx-w3OCek2I/AAAAAAAACJk/8Jkh9YsxFZw/s1600/011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bZhS-JFxyHc/Tx-w3OCek2I/AAAAAAAACJk/8Jkh9YsxFZw/s400/011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701470115982119778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I spotted one of our primemover along the way. Yes, imagine my excitement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ZUQ2IDyfa8/Tx-w2fU2t6I/AAAAAAAACJc/v8cooTHOAxg/s1600/012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--ZUQ2IDyfa8/Tx-w2fU2t6I/AAAAAAAACJc/v8cooTHOAxg/s400/012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701470103442732962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No place to stay. Well, no one really invited us into their humble homes so we had to scout for our own place to rest for the next 2 nights or so. &amp;amp; These chickens reminded me of me &amp;amp; the boyf♥. Don't mind me, the rooster was so protective of its sex mama! &amp;amp; Of course they went everywhere together. Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-WKrakVNy8/Tx-w2H6jiCI/AAAAAAAACJM/VQP09LUj7Os/s1600/013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u-WKrakVNy8/Tx-w2H6jiCI/AAAAAAAACJM/VQP09LUj7Os/s400/013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701470097158408226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JwB0XLdpxCs/Tx-wq0o_znI/AAAAAAAACJA/NNH6YogEORo/s1600/015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JwB0XLdpxCs/Tx-wq0o_znI/AAAAAAAACJA/NNH6YogEORo/s400/015.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469903005929074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AJxDfVTxurE/Tx-wp_vzoLI/AAAAAAAACI0/eSVQbmtlYyQ/s1600/016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AJxDfVTxurE/Tx-wp_vzoLI/AAAAAAAACI0/eSVQbmtlYyQ/s400/016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469888807411890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnx0Tyi6EIQ/Tx-wpQJzdEI/AAAAAAAACIo/VKQGbRPRAY8/s1600/018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wnx0Tyi6EIQ/Tx-wpQJzdEI/AAAAAAAACIo/VKQGbRPRAY8/s400/018.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469876031550530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z45-QFoknvQ/Tx-wowWl4vI/AAAAAAAACIc/rMDr7zAXyj4/s1600/020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z45-QFoknvQ/Tx-wowWl4vI/AAAAAAAACIc/rMDr7zAXyj4/s400/020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469867495252722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Went to say hi hi to some of the other relatives. Totally forgotten to take a pic of the wooden kampung house. My fav of all to be honest.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bk8NNkVMlY0/Tx-wolERQMI/AAAAAAAACIQ/gUvw3vCLbvg/s1600/022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bk8NNkVMlY0/Tx-wolERQMI/AAAAAAAACIQ/gUvw3vCLbvg/s400/022.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469864465612994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G7cUmlb1VH0/Tx-wetLp-vI/AAAAAAAACIA/d2CmXM8nEZU/s1600/023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G7cUmlb1VH0/Tx-wetLp-vI/AAAAAAAACIA/d2CmXM8nEZU/s400/023.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469694845385458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; Finally, the reason why we traveled so far &amp;amp; had me almost reaching my point of insanity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The Wedding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I obviously won't settle to dress like normal people should. Neither did Hira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PDG9DI6s1o/Tx-weuNW0JI/AAAAAAAACH4/BCwMX4NrIbs/s1600/025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6PDG9DI6s1o/Tx-weuNW0JI/AAAAAAAACH4/BCwMX4NrIbs/s400/025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469695120953490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We had Laksa Pinang that night. From the night market of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-McUc3b57CYI/Tx-wd01uXZI/AAAAAAAACHs/YJ7KrJSQWN8/s1600/026.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-McUc3b57CYI/Tx-wd01uXZI/AAAAAAAACHs/YJ7KrJSQWN8/s400/026.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469679721012626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So here's the thing that ticked me off a lot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We were supposed to go this water theme park the next day before returning to aunt's place again that night. I was super excited to have fun in the water during this hot, sizzling season, but no.... Lil Miss P decided to visit early and ruin my plans. I vomitted, had diarrhea and duh! couldn't play in the water! It was horrible and I sort of wished everyone else didn't have that much of fun without me. Tee hee! :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DI0AeRwbEFA/Tx-wdWfeyxI/AAAAAAAACHg/zv4Sty_N7V0/s1600/028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DI0AeRwbEFA/Tx-wdWfeyxI/AAAAAAAACHg/zv4Sty_N7V0/s400/028.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469671574653714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wCGNAPlpFfw/Tx-wdO-G4bI/AAAAAAAACHU/bw8HyPVCmHs/s1600/029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wCGNAPlpFfw/Tx-wdO-G4bI/AAAAAAAACHU/bw8HyPVCmHs/s400/029.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469669555626418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But these beautiful babies made me day! They were just a few inches away from my foot. Had to snap a few pics of them!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wALVvvcUlA/Tx-wRwKeH-I/AAAAAAAACHI/0KL8GARySnk/s1600/030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2wALVvvcUlA/Tx-wRwKeH-I/AAAAAAAACHI/0KL8GARySnk/s400/030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469472307421154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cIPBoQupMgQ/Tx-wRTDK0HI/AAAAAAAACG8/psJL75o9y6I/s1600/031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cIPBoQupMgQ/Tx-wRTDK0HI/AAAAAAAACG8/psJL75o9y6I/s400/031.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469464492167282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and my parents on a tram, wandering free while the kids played in the pool.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbj27i0V61U/Tx-wRVOoa6I/AAAAAAAACGw/jGgaBAX-njU/s1600/040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbj27i0V61U/Tx-wRVOoa6I/AAAAAAAACGw/jGgaBAX-njU/s400/040.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469465077115810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2N_uMUL-14/Tx-wQpzPyjI/AAAAAAAACGo/-r-Gu1OAcfA/s1600/041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-l2N_uMUL-14/Tx-wQpzPyjI/AAAAAAAACGo/-r-Gu1OAcfA/s400/041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469453419530802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0BDBJGkTeqU/Tx-wQul1YvI/AAAAAAAACGY/9oupiSP0Ytc/s1600/042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0BDBJGkTeqU/Tx-wQul1YvI/AAAAAAAACGY/9oupiSP0Ytc/s400/042.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469454705451762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gG6vxB9clYU/Tx-wAdPyCwI/AAAAAAAACGQ/eLK0UUYqX7I/s1600/043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gG6vxB9clYU/Tx-wAdPyCwI/AAAAAAAACGQ/eLK0UUYqX7I/s400/043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469175171648258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e1w2hGCBVkA/Tx-wALXslpI/AAAAAAAACGA/CVg7mHgzXaY/s1600/044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e1w2hGCBVkA/Tx-wALXslpI/AAAAAAAACGA/CVg7mHgzXaY/s400/044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469170373006994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s6KYZEPgQQM/Tx-v_blIJLI/AAAAAAAACF4/FIu2VS_5Iy8/s1600/046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-s6KYZEPgQQM/Tx-v_blIJLI/AAAAAAAACF4/FIu2VS_5Iy8/s400/046.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469157544436914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U1lidOUARWw/Tx-v-_UY_RI/AAAAAAAACFo/uIMMk291Xh4/s1600/047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U1lidOUARWw/Tx-v-_UY_RI/AAAAAAAACFo/uIMMk291Xh4/s400/047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469149958044946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbwSNXteccs/Tx-v-Y8clPI/AAAAAAAACFc/0gR_y2RdP68/s1600/048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jbwSNXteccs/Tx-v-Y8clPI/AAAAAAAACFc/0gR_y2RdP68/s400/048.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701469139657069810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i4hrfTw_Fbc/Tx-vvcC7ApI/AAAAAAAACFQ/1txzyfYEh_0/s1600/049.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-i4hrfTw_Fbc/Tx-vvcC7ApI/AAAAAAAACFQ/1txzyfYEh_0/s400/049.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701468882791498386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-paZm1c0noBw/Tx-vu819kpI/AAAAAAAACFE/8WeupkKoMYs/s1600/050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-paZm1c0noBw/Tx-vu819kpI/AAAAAAAACFE/8WeupkKoMYs/s400/050.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701468874415641234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hLigsFolN70/Tx-vud1_XmI/AAAAAAAACE4/_-yqsSEVziI/s1600/051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hLigsFolN70/Tx-vud1_XmI/AAAAAAAACE4/_-yqsSEVziI/s400/051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701468866094259810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That Irfan definitely have issues with taking pictures with his eyes wide open. -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g3v4gUhbDyA/Tx-vtw-L5zI/AAAAAAAACEs/wwSPucr5k3c/s1600/053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g3v4gUhbDyA/Tx-vtw-L5zI/AAAAAAAACEs/wwSPucr5k3c/s400/053.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701468854049040178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ap6Um5f852s/Tx-vtT_unnI/AAAAAAAACEg/k-rEGjFzrEo/s1600/054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ap6Um5f852s/Tx-vtT_unnI/AAAAAAAACEg/k-rEGjFzrEo/s400/054.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701468846270881394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn0OnmuD9Cg/Tx-vLls1-fI/AAAAAAAACDg/3FOE7bGfXVs/s1600/055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kn0OnmuD9Cg/Tx-vLls1-fI/AAAAAAAACDg/3FOE7bGfXVs/s400/055.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701468266907957746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zlF7S_GPq_w/Tx-vMLLqj_I/AAAAAAAACDs/j2-xeGl02SU/s1600/057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zlF7S_GPq_w/Tx-vMLLqj_I/AAAAAAAACDs/j2-xeGl02SU/s400/057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701468276969345010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FwYPxa9N3A/Tx-vMiNqbZI/AAAAAAAACD8/4EmvFtfTcdk/s1600/060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3FwYPxa9N3A/Tx-vMiNqbZI/AAAAAAAACD8/4EmvFtfTcdk/s400/060.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701468283151740306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That crazy, slow moving jam! It was the highway for goodness sake! Why are you moving so slow? Slow pokes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cZy3vG8n11M/Tx-vNStNkDI/AAAAAAAACEE/o4YSsxapHT0/s1600/061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 299px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cZy3vG8n11M/Tx-vNStNkDI/AAAAAAAACEE/o4YSsxapHT0/s400/061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701468296168968242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Experimented with the henna tube we bought at the night market in Penang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cMC7U8-j3uk/Tx-vNobsp6I/AAAAAAAACEM/TeAOxvxREYQ/s1600/henna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cMC7U8-j3uk/Tx-vNobsp6I/AAAAAAAACEM/TeAOxvxREYQ/s400/henna.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701468302001088418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Phewww!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There you have it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That holiday-that-turned-out-to-be-insanely-exhausting for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-4679781205830652085?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4679781205830652085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=4679781205830652085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4679781205830652085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4679781205830652085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2012/01/massive-entry.html' title='MASSIVE ENTRY!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-IDQbeldE9ek/Tx-w9i5wHMI/AAAAAAAACKk/crW02BOgO8c/s72-c/001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-5479251715337267204</id><published>2012-01-23T05:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T05:10:55.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desktop wallpaper'/><title type='text'>All things girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Current favourite desktop wallpaper!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUX2SLGM8KM/Txx7GkeBeKI/AAAAAAAACDU/frDE3ngOiPA/s1600/desktop%2Bpic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUX2SLGM8KM/Txx7GkeBeKI/AAAAAAAACDU/frDE3ngOiPA/s400/desktop%2Bpic.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700566581143238818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-5479251715337267204?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5479251715337267204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=5479251715337267204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5479251715337267204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5479251715337267204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2012/01/all-things-girl.html' title='All things girl'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qUX2SLGM8KM/Txx7GkeBeKI/AAAAAAAACDU/frDE3ngOiPA/s72-c/desktop%2Bpic.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-6325661372490159039</id><published>2012-01-21T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T19:15:25.399+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nail polish'/><title type='text'>Colours! Yum!</title><content type='html'>Absolutely love my dresser!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ePM1Xu9oTR4/TxqePX3oCwI/AAAAAAAACC4/KZo3bbhxmUw/s640/blogger-image-1643372549.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ePM1Xu9oTR4/TxqePX3oCwI/AAAAAAAACC4/KZo3bbhxmUw/s640/blogger-image-1643372549.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ufvguCzf5rY/TxqeQxTNlBI/AAAAAAAACDA/n9WkVlRGX6I/s640/blogger-image-1899975077.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-ufvguCzf5rY/TxqeQxTNlBI/AAAAAAAACDA/n9WkVlRGX6I/s640/blogger-image-1899975077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qCqCnZ8oc34/TxqeS29o3BI/AAAAAAAACDI/Nb7sJfwM0-A/s640/blogger-image--582745731.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-qCqCnZ8oc34/TxqeS29o3BI/AAAAAAAACDI/Nb7sJfwM0-A/s640/blogger-image--582745731.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-6325661372490159039?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6325661372490159039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=6325661372490159039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6325661372490159039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6325661372490159039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2012/01/colours-yum.html' title='Colours! Yum!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-ePM1Xu9oTR4/TxqePX3oCwI/AAAAAAAACC4/KZo3bbhxmUw/s72-c/blogger-image-1643372549.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-7799034680154889494</id><published>2012-01-21T18:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T18:39:55.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Makeup'/><title type='text'>Sneak preview!</title><content type='html'>We have decided on the makeup (at one try). Whoopee doo!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EkaelgECmcI/TxqV-GO_RYI/AAAAAAAACCw/jHkjCzbm3oA/s640/blogger-image-1390616430.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EkaelgECmcI/TxqV-GO_RYI/AAAAAAAACCw/jHkjCzbm3oA/s640/blogger-image-1390616430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-7799034680154889494?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7799034680154889494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=7799034680154889494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7799034680154889494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7799034680154889494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2012/01/sneak-preview.html' title='Sneak preview!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-EkaelgECmcI/TxqV-GO_RYI/AAAAAAAACCw/jHkjCzbm3oA/s72-c/blogger-image-1390616430.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-1531914267114423047</id><published>2012-01-21T02:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T02:52:17.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Opps!</title><content type='html'>I had a lot of pictures to post up but I uploaded them into my work computer and it's the holidays till next Wednesday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Anyhoos&lt;/b&gt;! Will try to post them all up by next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot is happening and I'm pretty overwhelmed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have got a lot to do by mid February.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At least I've got certain things confirmed &amp;amp; I'm in disbelief yet excited at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Managed to finalize the makeup for that day with Anna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unfortunately, due to some circumstances, I won't be inviting most of my closest friends on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall make it all up in another two years, &lt;i&gt;Insyallah&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till then,  I hope everything else runs smoothly with no hiccups.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Amin&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Xoxo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-1531914267114423047?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1531914267114423047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=1531914267114423047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1531914267114423047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1531914267114423047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2012/01/opps.html' title='Opps!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-5797944059559889108</id><published>2012-01-08T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-08T23:35:25.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stress'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement'/><title type='text'>Argh! Another week!</title><content type='html'>I'm getting all sizzled up cause it's another week tomorrow on which simply means a week closer to the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you (whoever still reads this blog) don't know, I'll be getting engaged in approximately a month's time &amp; I'm dead nervous + stress out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't be when your bf's family suddenly pop the question &amp; you've got no time to save money. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My only hope is prolly that my company gives us a bonus before CNY.&lt;br /&gt;That would be super helpful.&lt;br /&gt;Really, I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind half a month too!&lt;br /&gt;*i sound absolutely desperate*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that, I should get a part time job as well.&lt;br /&gt;Any recommendations or suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-5797944059559889108?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5797944059559889108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=5797944059559889108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5797944059559889108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5797944059559889108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2012/01/argh-another-week.html' title='Argh! Another week!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-3812393566702626785</id><published>2011-12-29T17:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T17:46:21.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One fine day..</title><content type='html'>Some many things happened and I'm wondering how I should upload everything.&lt;div&gt;Let's start with..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The &lt;i&gt;boyf &lt;/i&gt;and his family decided to go on a holiday but I had to stay home cause I was honestly out of leaves to take.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It wasn't that bad though cause he has WIFI and would whatsapps me occasionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was however, given a task to look after his adorable kitties which was pretty okay but at the same time made me realised that I would &lt;b&gt;NOT&lt;/b&gt; want to keep one when I get my own place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No matter how much the &lt;i&gt;boyf &lt;/i&gt;begs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fat pussy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AwYEqbCEPrg/Tvw00Hec6PI/AAAAAAAACCE/tE3mhyaJeMk/s1600/Picture%2B009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AwYEqbCEPrg/Tvw00Hec6PI/AAAAAAAACCE/tE3mhyaJeMk/s400/Picture%2B009.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691482099054078194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The mess they make!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P6cwjH3xsxM/Tvw01NLz8bI/AAAAAAAACCc/YK4g7Urirh0/s1600/Picture%2B008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P6cwjH3xsxM/Tvw01NLz8bI/AAAAAAAACCc/YK4g7Urirh0/s400/Picture%2B008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691482117766377906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0YklrCy2DA/Tvw00XfdDgI/AAAAAAAACCQ/I4-2ms1VkC4/s1600/Picture%2B007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-o0YklrCy2DA/Tvw00XfdDgI/AAAAAAAACCQ/I4-2ms1VkC4/s400/Picture%2B007.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691482103353249282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; Of course, them freaking Anna out! This was super epic!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eviq_kvljT4/Tvw01WKicUI/AAAAAAAACCs/qcWRwpVGnmY/s1600/Picture%2B001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Eviq_kvljT4/Tvw01WKicUI/AAAAAAAACCs/qcWRwpVGnmY/s400/Picture%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5691482120176955714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh wells, another update later? Maybe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll see. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;XOXO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-3812393566702626785?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3812393566702626785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=3812393566702626785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3812393566702626785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3812393566702626785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/12/one-fine-day.html' title='One fine day..'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AwYEqbCEPrg/Tvw00Hec6PI/AAAAAAAACCE/tE3mhyaJeMk/s72-c/Picture%2B009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8241260132171555056</id><published>2011-12-05T02:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T02:18:16.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday around the corner.</title><content type='html'>15 more days to go before I turn 23.&lt;br /&gt;I have to emphasize that I'm not looking forward to turning older without much achievements but I'm looking forward to the time I'll have then.&lt;br /&gt;Mom got me a birthday watch &amp; I'm keeping it till my birthday before wearing it!&lt;br /&gt;Wonder what the boy has planned for me!&lt;br /&gt;He's leaving for Jakarta in two days &amp; won't be back till next week. :(&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, knowing that my birthday is around the corner only brings me to New Year.&lt;br /&gt;Nothing significant achieved as usual.&lt;br /&gt;-No weight gain, just losses.&lt;br /&gt;-Slight pay increment. (SGD50)&lt;br /&gt;-No healthy lifestyle in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll decide what to do new year.&lt;br /&gt;2012. Should be an important one. Especially february.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-I57TobfD6cM/Ttu5Z8lCWFI/AAAAAAAACB4/o12HKr_CoTk/s640/blogger-image-639902337.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-I57TobfD6cM/Ttu5Z8lCWFI/AAAAAAAACB4/o12HKr_CoTk/s640/blogger-image-639902337.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8241260132171555056?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8241260132171555056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8241260132171555056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8241260132171555056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8241260132171555056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/12/birthday-around-corner.html' title='Birthday around the corner.'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-I57TobfD6cM/Ttu5Z8lCWFI/AAAAAAAACB4/o12HKr_CoTk/s72-c/blogger-image-639902337.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-995862731740426473</id><published>2011-11-21T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T13:01:43.415+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='haircut'/><title type='text'>&amp; I did it!</title><content type='html'>So I finally decided to chop my locks for a lighter hairdo.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I was 50/50 about it cause I was kindda afraid it might not turn out good.&lt;br /&gt;It didn't turn out like what I wanted actually but it was still ok.&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much content with it.&lt;br /&gt;Even Hirah decided to cut off some of her hair too.&lt;br /&gt;This simply means that I won't be going for anymore haircuts for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--bMJIlq3emo/Tsna3YVxCgI/AAAAAAAACBg/YOrbiY5WXNI/s640/blogger-image-992569959.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--bMJIlq3emo/Tsna3YVxCgI/AAAAAAAACBg/YOrbiY5WXNI/s640/blogger-image-992569959.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-iPy16jlbFwo/Tsna5b90EhI/AAAAAAAACBo/Izbmd83ekQc/s640/blogger-image-1445922196.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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I did it!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/--bMJIlq3emo/Tsna3YVxCgI/AAAAAAAACBg/YOrbiY5WXNI/s72-c/blogger-image-992569959.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-6220863693027887886</id><published>2011-11-15T17:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T17:35:15.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess who I wanna be today..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bip1ynV5EB8/TsIxt8OalcI/AAAAAAAACBY/yWiWexJArwc/s1600/2011-11-15_173702.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bip1ynV5EB8/TsIxt8OalcI/AAAAAAAACBY/yWiWexJArwc/s400/2011-11-15_173702.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675153145770710466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've always got this thing for her.&lt;div&gt;In a way or another, I wished I had that much guts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Like what Hirah said &lt;blockquote&gt;"Your hair will grow back what!"&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I know la!&lt;div&gt;Still, I'll think about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just to be very sure so I might not end up regretting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a brighter note!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 5.30pm &amp;amp; I'm left with another half an hour to go before I can leave this desk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-6220863693027887886?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6220863693027887886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=6220863693027887886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6220863693027887886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6220863693027887886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/11/guess-who-i-wanna-be-today.html' title='Guess who I wanna be today..'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Bip1ynV5EB8/TsIxt8OalcI/AAAAAAAACBY/yWiWexJArwc/s72-c/2011-11-15_173702.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-3662914849858501709</id><published>2011-11-07T01:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T01:26:03.370+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='make up'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mango'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Forever 21'/><title type='text'>I went crazy!</title><content type='html'>It was the weekends &amp; I was absolutely excited to meet Anna! The long awaited shopping meet up since probably years ago. I meant a shopping spree. Not just 2 - 3 items while on the move. I meant having a budget &amp; going nuts with it.&lt;br /&gt;I managed to keep everything under my budget thanks to the vouchers the bf gave me. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;But unfortunately, I overspent today at Smoochiezz's warehouse by $30!&lt;br /&gt;It was super heart wrenching but hilarious at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I'm content &amp; I think that's what matters most!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, I got most of my new collection from Forever 21, surprisingly! A Mango purse &amp; some random stuffs at random shops from Fareast last night.&lt;br /&gt;Today, however, I splurged on beauty products. I bought nail polishes, eyeliner, eyeshadow pallette &amp; a new lipstick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awesome but I was dead tired from all the thrills.&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go out tomorrow though!&lt;br /&gt;Time to get to know the bf's paternal side better. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rdU9cuBAjkc/TrbC6LKV2nI/AAAAAAAACA0/lrK5WODfeRc/s640/blogger-image--931859801.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rdU9cuBAjkc/TrbC6LKV2nI/AAAAAAAACA0/lrK5WODfeRc/s640/blogger-image--931859801.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kv9YiO6LFxg/TrbC7q3TOtI/AAAAAAAACA8/rN2RAsHZjFU/s640/blogger-image-1704098114.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-kv9YiO6LFxg/TrbC7q3TOtI/AAAAAAAACA8/rN2RAsHZjFU/s640/blogger-image-1704098114.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6s-DbWZi2EQ/TrbC-NRexlI/AAAAAAAACBE/7bBUve-f-Xk/s640/blogger-image-1032809377.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6s-DbWZi2EQ/TrbC-NRexlI/AAAAAAAACBE/7bBUve-f-Xk/s640/blogger-image-1032809377.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kLY75qA6fgI/TrbDAHvDnpI/AAAAAAAACBM/4Z-DEaZjGNk/s640/blogger-image-2007272074.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-kLY75qA6fgI/TrbDAHvDnpI/AAAAAAAACBM/4Z-DEaZjGNk/s640/blogger-image-2007272074.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-3662914849858501709?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3662914849858501709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=3662914849858501709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3662914849858501709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3662914849858501709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-went-crazy.html' title='I went crazy!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-rdU9cuBAjkc/TrbC6LKV2nI/AAAAAAAACA0/lrK5WODfeRc/s72-c/blogger-image--931859801.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-1458393570532232934</id><published>2011-11-04T01:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T01:26:21.980+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tutorial'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nails'/><title type='text'>Tutorial Update - Bling-ed watch!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/x2Ybc3mNG-8" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Made this for Mimi's birthday (30/09) actually but only had the time &amp;amp; patience to edit &amp;amp; upload it now. I think it's not that bad of an effort considering it's my first time! It turned out better than I thought it would. Only realized I could make some improvements after I completed, but it's OK. I learnt something anyways so the next time I decided to &lt;i&gt;bling &lt;/i&gt;something again, I know what to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways! Hope you enjoy this video &amp;amp; please subcribe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lol!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s. I tried narrating the whole video but I hated the way I should so I decided to stick to my comfort zone; words &amp;amp; slides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nights!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-1458393570532232934?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1458393570532232934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=1458393570532232934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1458393570532232934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1458393570532232934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/11/tutorial-update-bling-ed-watch.html' title='Tutorial Update - Bling-ed watch!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/x2Ybc3mNG-8/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-2878417242411507677</id><published>2011-11-03T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T22:36:41.747+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan sebenarnya'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yuna'/><title type='text'>Stuck in my head..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yuna; Dan sebenarnya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JBhnCVIQggA" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oh bulan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enggan melayan diriku lagi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pabila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;airmata membasahi pipi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dah lagu lagu di radio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seolah olah memerli aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pabila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kau bersama yang lain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;adakah perasaan benci ini sebenarnya cinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;yang masih bersemadi untukmu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;dan sebenarnya ku mengharapkan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;sebalik senyumanmu itu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;kau juga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;merindui aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ku enggan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;berpura-pura ku bahagia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ku enggan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;melihat kau bersama si dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;oo ku akui cemburu mula menular dlm diri&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apabila kau bersama dengan lain&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;adakah perasaan benci ini sebenarnya cinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yang masih bersemadi untukmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan sebenarnya ku mengharapkan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sebalik senyumanmu itu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kau juga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;merindui aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[Bridge]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apabila kau merenung matanya&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ku rebah jatuh ke bumi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;disaat kau benar benar mahu pergi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seperti ku bernafas dalam air&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;adakah perasaan benci ini sebenarnya cinta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yang masih bersemadi untukmu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dan sebenarnya ku mengharapkan&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sebalik senyumanmu itu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kau juga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;merindui aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-2878417242411507677?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2878417242411507677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=2878417242411507677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2878417242411507677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2878417242411507677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/11/stuck-in-my-head.html' title='Stuck in my head..'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/JBhnCVIQggA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-7490803161926977618</id><published>2011-10-31T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T23:55:23.411+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prawn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fishing'/><title type='text'>Prawn fishing?</title><content type='html'>Better luck next time!&lt;br /&gt;Caught only 4 in 1.5-2 hrs.&lt;br /&gt;Still, not bad for a first timer!&lt;br /&gt;Might bring Hira after her O levels! :)&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-NGO-m3cO9Bs/Tq7E29issAI/AAAAAAAACAk/Eg96mUoXOOw/s640/blogger-image-1614333581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-NGO-m3cO9Bs/Tq7E29issAI/AAAAAAAACAk/Eg96mUoXOOw/s640/blogger-image-1614333581.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3g0TaeV6myg/Tq7E5HN8qYI/AAAAAAAACAs/LKl8bukoRtY/s640/blogger-image--568111569.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-3g0TaeV6myg/Tq7E5HN8qYI/AAAAAAAACAs/LKl8bukoRtY/s640/blogger-image--568111569.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-7490803161926977618?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7490803161926977618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=7490803161926977618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7490803161926977618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7490803161926977618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/10/prawn-fishing.html' title='Prawn fishing?'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-NGO-m3cO9Bs/Tq7E29issAI/AAAAAAAACAk/Eg96mUoXOOw/s72-c/blogger-image-1614333581.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-5331603855422737784</id><published>2011-10-30T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T00:27:18.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mango'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lollipop'/><title type='text'>Little something something</title><content type='html'>Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;A day people usually go out &amp; have fun cause it's Sunday the next day.&lt;br /&gt;I spent mine at work, at home playing  tetris, to Vivocity &amp; to visit the bf's cousin who just got back from the hospital on Friday.&lt;br /&gt;Got a shock of my life when I checked my account &amp; realize my balance was short of $500, only to realize that I spent the money in mid October.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I was depressed.&lt;br /&gt;There was no way in world I can save that $500 back.&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I bought a like something something to cheer myself up. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;(What's up with me &amp; shops with food names?)&lt;br /&gt;Was supposed to split the small rubber bands into half &amp; pass it to the bf but he was rushing home, so I'll pass them to him another day..&lt;br /&gt;Also got two tank tops from Mango.&lt;br /&gt;Opps!&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've enjoyed your Saturday! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--6zecrBX_ww/TqwpVT206uI/AAAAAAAACAU/rQsXPRTZwr8/s640/blogger-image--1876411993.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--6zecrBX_ww/TqwpVT206uI/AAAAAAAACAU/rQsXPRTZwr8/s640/blogger-image--1876411993.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6DOVdt7PW88/TqwpW0Jl0wI/AAAAAAAACAc/NizKGJoLl8A/s640/blogger-image--369060706.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-6DOVdt7PW88/TqwpW0Jl0wI/AAAAAAAACAc/NizKGJoLl8A/s640/blogger-image--369060706.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-5331603855422737784?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5331603855422737784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=5331603855422737784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5331603855422737784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5331603855422737784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/10/little-something-something.html' title='Little something something'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/--6zecrBX_ww/TqwpVT206uI/AAAAAAAACAU/rQsXPRTZwr8/s72-c/blogger-image--1876411993.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-6549749132161883348</id><published>2011-10-27T23:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T23:26:12.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bbq'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='stew'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bulgogi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>New menu at Korean BBQ</title><content type='html'>So we tried out the new menu at Korean BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;It was ok but to be honest, Seoul garden's hotpot tastes better &amp; their prices are of the same range.&lt;br /&gt;Still, I spent $25 there.&lt;br /&gt;Lucky for me, there was promo.&lt;br /&gt;I should warn you though, there's no Halal cert &amp; eating there depends on an individual's choice.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, we grabbed a hazelnut latte, bulgogi beef w/rice &amp; tuna kimchi stew (comes with the rice).&lt;br /&gt;I shall miss the pasta they used to sell.&lt;br /&gt;That was the main reason for visiting the outlet in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;Below are some pictures to tempt you!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nights love!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bYa20iD1Eas/Tql3jHvgXkI/AAAAAAAAB_w/hOQ2FJWiSbM/s640/blogger-image-181803372.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bYa20iD1Eas/Tql3jHvgXkI/AAAAAAAAB_w/hOQ2FJWiSbM/s640/blogger-image-181803372.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aCiOe8G3uM4/Tql3lGh4drI/AAAAAAAAB_4/fdVHWHCkZ1U/s640/blogger-image-1865928542.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-aCiOe8G3uM4/Tql3lGh4drI/AAAAAAAAB_4/fdVHWHCkZ1U/s640/blogger-image-1865928542.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-z9KEBHI_DwA/Tql3mmFh4aI/AAAAAAAACAA/vIVBx7PyPHM/s640/blogger-image-302562971.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-z9KEBHI_DwA/Tql3mmFh4aI/AAAAAAAACAA/vIVBx7PyPHM/s640/blogger-image-302562971.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TkC94l2Mv5M/Tql3pW2QdXI/AAAAAAAACAI/07xmfgT-j6o/s640/blogger-image-181949298.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-TkC94l2Mv5M/Tql3pW2QdXI/AAAAAAAACAI/07xmfgT-j6o/s640/blogger-image-181949298.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-6549749132161883348?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6549749132161883348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=6549749132161883348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6549749132161883348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6549749132161883348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/10/new-menu-at-korean-bbq.html' title='New menu at Korean BBQ'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-bYa20iD1Eas/Tql3jHvgXkI/AAAAAAAAB_w/hOQ2FJWiSbM/s72-c/blogger-image-181803372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-139351233930983675</id><published>2011-10-25T00:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T00:22:16.546+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spree'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sheng Siong'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='money'/><title type='text'>Sheng Siong, Segala untuk kamu!</title><content type='html'>Lol! I crack up everything I hear the ads man!&lt;br /&gt;They are singing in malay but it's super weird that they don't have any Malay staffs working there&lt;br /&gt;Awwwwkwardddd! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos! I decided to grab some stuffs  as well since my soap is finishing soon!&lt;br /&gt;Wait! Did I mentioned that I recently fell in love with the apartments that they are building infront of my parents' home right now?&lt;br /&gt;Well, they are &amp; I'm head over heels with the design.&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for me, I can't afford me &amp; so can't my beloved boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Which brings me back to the Sheng Siong spree.&lt;br /&gt;After calculating my cpf &amp; what nots, I realized how measly I am &amp; how in need of money I am.&lt;br /&gt;For probably the first time in my SS spree experiences, I looked at price tags, compared prices &amp; put some stuffs away just to save a couple of dollars.&lt;br /&gt;The fact that I even did those amazed myself to the point of a 15 mins depression.&lt;br /&gt;I never had to do that before.&lt;br /&gt;I just grabbed &amp; go!&lt;br /&gt;So below is a photo of my spree. (it shouldn't be called spree now since I'm just buying what I need.)&lt;br /&gt;Soap, scents for drawers &amp; closet, coffee for work (I'm left with 4 sachets.), biscuits to snack on at work &amp; milk for my coffee cause I keep taking from grams.&lt;br /&gt;All in all, I told myself that I should be contented with what I have &amp; buy only what I need.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; I need a bloody house ready by the time I get married!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey! If you peeps have suggestions on how to get more ker-Ching, do tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo!&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-b_wyIQ0b8dk/TqWPkb_js5I/AAAAAAAAB_o/xwIRue1Gvpo/s640/blogger-image-1356776431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-b_wyIQ0b8dk/TqWPkb_js5I/AAAAAAAAB_o/xwIRue1Gvpo/s640/blogger-image-1356776431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-139351233930983675?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/139351233930983675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=139351233930983675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/139351233930983675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/139351233930983675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/10/sheng-siong-segala-untuk-kamu.html' title='Sheng Siong, Segala untuk kamu!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-b_wyIQ0b8dk/TqWPkb_js5I/AAAAAAAAB_o/xwIRue1Gvpo/s72-c/blogger-image-1356776431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8876758243444743864</id><published>2011-10-24T13:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T13:00:05.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh poop! No more shopping for me?</title><content type='html'>With 2 days, I've spent more than 500 bucks &amp; I'm dreading the fact that it is going to affect my next month's expenditure.&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that, I've yet to plan the boy's birthday party / event / surprise.&lt;br /&gt;100 for bike servicing &amp; accessories&lt;br /&gt;380 at Ahboy&lt;br /&gt;50 for my seat cover&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well done, Eka.&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-87H27XfEHtY/TqTwzSlwKPI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/jogUPcDwyds/s640/blogger-image-1438092156.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-87H27XfEHtY/TqTwzSlwKPI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/jogUPcDwyds/s640/blogger-image-1438092156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-APAYKO5F0is/TqTw1LFWMII/AAAAAAAAB_g/oQOKzqYwsSU/s640/blogger-image--1449564055.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-APAYKO5F0is/TqTw1LFWMII/AAAAAAAAB_g/oQOKzqYwsSU/s640/blogger-image--1449564055.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8876758243444743864?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8876758243444743864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8876758243444743864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8876758243444743864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8876758243444743864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-poop-no-more-shopping-for-me.html' title='Oh poop! No more shopping for me?'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-87H27XfEHtY/TqTwzSlwKPI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/jogUPcDwyds/s72-c/blogger-image-1438092156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-111924390171918992</id><published>2011-10-21T11:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T11:56:42.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy bird!</title><content type='html'>Finally! I can upload pics from my iPhone! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;Super happy that the bitch isn't in today.&lt;br /&gt;I think most of us are rejoicing.&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-u5kJzZMfdac/TqDteTvDk0I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/3251pvmiTME/s640/blogger-image--24655789.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-u5kJzZMfdac/TqDteTvDk0I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/3251pvmiTME/s640/blogger-image--24655789.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-111924390171918992?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/111924390171918992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=111924390171918992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/111924390171918992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/111924390171918992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/10/happy-bird_21.html' title='Happy bird!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-u5kJzZMfdac/TqDteTvDk0I/AAAAAAAAB_Q/3251pvmiTME/s72-c/blogger-image--24655789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-4243559176748555228</id><published>2011-10-19T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T22:56:39.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After weeks</title><content type='html'>Finally managed to change the blogskin. Yay! Couldn't do it at work cause apparently, people have issues. Got a little present from the Exec who was supposedly just passing down a message. She didn't think I was doing my job with billing and I was claiming too much OT.&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Look at the hours &amp;amp; not the days, fuck.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hate her &amp;amp; I've never been more sure in my entire life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways! Mom made a big fuss about something which I helped her looked for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On 13th Oct 2011, a little tod in China, almost died on the spot due to careless drivers and ignorant people who unfortunately surrounded her on that day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here's the video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May God bless her and may her family be strong enough to get by this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all involved, &lt;b&gt;"Where the fuck is your humanity?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wo0_Yup17yc" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am even more thankful to be living in Singapore after watching this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not that our people are not as ignorant but at least they were born with 'kaypoh-ness' and typical kiasu &amp;amp; kiasi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-4243559176748555228?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4243559176748555228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=4243559176748555228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4243559176748555228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4243559176748555228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/10/after-weeks.html' title='After weeks'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/wo0_Yup17yc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-5361665208944634817</id><published>2011-10-07T00:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T00:43:15.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing!</title><content type='html'>Trying out this new blogger app which I downloaded the other day. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;For easy updating I guess? :)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, nothing much happened since the last update.&lt;br /&gt;Was too caught up with work &amp; didn't have time to make videos or update the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; since it's free time before I fall asleep, I thought why not just clear the cobwebs a little.&lt;br /&gt;There is however, a pic of Mimi's birthday present which I made myself using nail polish &amp; blings. (Shall upload when I use the laptop next time!)&lt;br /&gt;Might do a simple tutorial on it when I have the time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-5361665208944634817?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5361665208944634817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=5361665208944634817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5361665208944634817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5361665208944634817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/10/testing.html' title='Testing!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-2773631255519492333</id><published>2011-09-18T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T20:49:04.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time in St James Power House</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;"Ohgirls, justwannahavefun!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJszyKNbhZg/TnXhFrY1LHI/AAAAAAAAB-g/JixmQVePBvQ/s1600/stjamesedit.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJszyKNbhZg/TnXhFrY1LHI/AAAAAAAAB-g/JixmQVePBvQ/s400/stjamesedit.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653672394895993970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was an awesome night with my ladies last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very random decision to club just cause it was free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind you, I hate spending too much hard earn &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;kerr-ching&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for a good but tiring &amp;amp; sweaty night and a bad hangover the next morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I spent $50 &amp;amp; it still hurt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohwells!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall just list down the pros &amp;amp; cons of the experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Pros:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Most of the part goers are courteous enough to apologize when they hit / step on you. (Excluding the drunk that is.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The bartenders are pretty nice &amp;amp; my friends spot cute ones. (Just not my glass of bacardi.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The party goers are fun. They make friends easily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are many Chinese dudes &amp;amp; dudettes, which I was fine by me cause I make friends faster with the other races than my own kind. I shy away from my race ok!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They have Free Entry for Ladies 7 days a week. (Ladies' Night is on Wednesday. Or so, I heard the Deejay say.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They have two sections of podium &amp;amp; there're plenty space for you to dance on the podium. :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Cons:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The dance floor is kind of small. Almost reminded me of MOS but you can always stand somewhere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;amp; Like all places now, no smoking in the club. Smoking area is outside &amp;amp; is usually jam packed with smokers cause, well, if people drink they USUALLY smoke right?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I personally experience Chivas Redbull in my hair &amp;amp; ear just cause a drunk beeyotch fell on the podium with a splash, meaning to say, she kicked almost all the drinks near her. Can't imagine how the owners of the drinks felt.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Young girls dress up like they were going for a prom. Or maybe they were from a prom, but it's still too early for proms right? I thought proms were end of the year of something.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't make the crowd go crazy. Not that I'm a pro at it but I've gotten some response before at another place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Someone will always spill something on the floor &amp;amp; you might just slip on it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Personal tips:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;NEVER wear heels to a club. (Cause this was unplanned, I was wearing heels &amp;amp; by 4 am, my feet hurt like a virgin fuck.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always say sorry when you hit someone cause you might never know if the person you accidentally hit is sober enough to know you didn't do it on purpose.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Always go in a pair (girl/girl, girl/boy, boy/boy) who you know you've got someone to back you up in case you get tipsy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have/Be at least that one person sober enough to pull you/them away when they act inappropriately. You/They can have fun the next day telling them/you how it all happened the next day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Avoid getting too drunk cause it would get ugly.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Never cut in a Q for the loo. I know one girl shamelessly did. With a straight face even.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I took a bathe this morning &amp;amp; shampooed my hair so there's no more Chivas in my hair (or ear)! Thank God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp;There were these two lovey guys who gave us drinks. Chivas Green Tea, weak (according to an avid clubber) but it was definitely a nice thought.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Whiskey &amp;amp; Vodka Orange were not bad either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus there was a raid. Lol! Was my first time, but nothing much happened. Took the chance to slip to the ladies and clear my bladder then smoke a stick before the music starts again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I think that concludes the whole experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I won't be going again another time soon cause mama had enough clubbing for months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;xoxo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-2773631255519492333?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2773631255519492333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=2773631255519492333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2773631255519492333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2773631255519492333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-time-in-st-james-power-house.html' title='First time in St James Power House'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJszyKNbhZg/TnXhFrY1LHI/AAAAAAAAB-g/JixmQVePBvQ/s72-c/stjamesedit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-200828815892388390</id><published>2011-09-15T14:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T14:46:06.242+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FUN'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='challenge'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='spontaneous'/><title type='text'>A quick one!</title><content type='html'>Been wanting to update my blog but it was taking forever cause I've got a bundle of things to do at work. I haven't had time to create more videos or surf through anything worthwhile to blog about, but here's a quick update on what I heard from the &lt;i&gt;boyf &lt;/i&gt;who had fun at work recently.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's pretty obvious that someone is missing his good ole days in &lt;b&gt;SCDF&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Given more salary, I'm pretty sure he would have stayed for a long, long time dedicating his heart to serve the nation, but &lt;i&gt;ohwells&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On your marks! Get set! &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;GO!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAvHf8NCr3Y/TnGdNpy6CII/AAAAAAAAB-Y/EcnypU023lA/s1600/kppl1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAvHf8NCr3Y/TnGdNpy6CII/AAAAAAAAB-Y/EcnypU023lA/s400/kppl1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652471865209915522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He was the first to put on the set and run off with the &lt;i&gt;jerry cans&lt;/i&gt; (I think that's what they are called anyways) while the rest we still fiddling with their sets. Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Njilu8j_UNs/TnGdNS9FxFI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/ke5yXR72aTE/s1600/kppl2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Njilu8j_UNs/TnGdNS9FxFI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/ke5yXR72aTE/s400/kppl2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652471859078612050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; He was still leading when it was time to unroll and roll back the hose to the finish line. Because it was a spontaneous challenge among colleagues during free time, there weren't any presents to be given, still, he had loads of fun at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kNEoq_p86bE/TnGdNdTmilI/AAAAAAAAB-I/tsSNnysCPys/s1600/kppl3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kNEoq_p86bE/TnGdNdTmilI/AAAAAAAAB-I/tsSNnysCPys/s400/kppl3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652471861857389138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://anonymousfan.com/2011/retired-firefighters-dared-and-tortured"&gt;Credits&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder how well I'd do given the same challenge!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Probably would have taken half an hour or so while these boys take a few minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles de doodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-200828815892388390?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/200828815892388390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=200828815892388390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/200828815892388390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/200828815892388390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/09/quick-one.html' title='A quick one!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iAvHf8NCr3Y/TnGdNpy6CII/AAAAAAAAB-Y/EcnypU023lA/s72-c/kppl1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-2170140414650842764</id><published>2011-09-12T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T15:20:40.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scary?</title><content type='html'>This may or may not be what it looks like then.&lt;br /&gt;We'll never know till the day comes.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, this is what it might be then. It could be worse, or maybe a slightly better. But have you ever imagine how it would be to go through that? To have this beautiful world end? Think about it, ponder over it &amp;amp; hopefully you'll open your heart to the correct path. Whatever you believe in, open your heart to forgiveness, love &amp;amp; faith. Who knows, you're lucky enough and would never have to go through World Ends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TGHtArs8eYA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="640" height="390"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-2170140414650842764?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2170140414650842764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=2170140414650842764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2170140414650842764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2170140414650842764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/09/scary.html' title='Scary?'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-2312114866726924519</id><published>2011-09-12T00:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T00:57:52.075+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quick update!</title><content type='html'>Since I'm very excited about VLogging, I'll just do a quick update before I get ready for bed.&lt;div&gt;Done with the 1st nail tutorial &amp;amp; it's almost 1am!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Ahhh&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time to sleep cause it's &lt;b&gt;Monday blues&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, here goes Silver splashes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope you enjoy &amp;amp; subscribe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6tpUrjbI0Ks" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-2312114866726924519?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2312114866726924519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=2312114866726924519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2312114866726924519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2312114866726924519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/09/quick-update.html' title='A quick update!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6tpUrjbI0Ks/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8286569894743229059</id><published>2011-09-11T21:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T21:58:54.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Vlog by AtiqueDee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Am excited that I finally took the time to do a video &amp;amp; post it on YouTube.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Congrats for me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A tiny step &amp;amp; hopefully more to come! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyways, here it is!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be sure to subscribe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="345" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2xMrDhpZYWs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8286569894743229059?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8286569894743229059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8286569894743229059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8286569894743229059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8286569894743229059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/09/first-vlog-by-atiquedee.html' title='First Vlog by AtiqueDee'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/2xMrDhpZYWs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-3957126317157518029</id><published>2011-09-11T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T11:28:53.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya pics preview!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;So finally!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The time (a little of it) to blog my Raya pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28XuGaPPadw/TmwpkRqnGrI/AAAAAAAAB-A/hrdWxFDcA6o/s1600/2011-01.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28XuGaPPadw/TmwpkRqnGrI/AAAAAAAAB-A/hrdWxFDcA6o/s400/2011-01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650937335637285554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE FEMALE COUSINS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ou6RB80r8PA/TmwpkJFRU_I/AAAAAAAAB94/ND8D0y7LbW0/s1600/2011-02.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ou6RB80r8PA/TmwpkJFRU_I/AAAAAAAAB94/ND8D0y7LbW0/s400/2011-02.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650937333333185522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALL OF US (Missing Nabeel who woke up late &amp;amp; arrived when we were out)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9ZX5IhHbuU/TmwpWZz_9vI/AAAAAAAAB9w/6T19aUBiZm0/s1600/2011-03.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-a9ZX5IhHbuU/TmwpWZz_9vI/AAAAAAAAB9w/6T19aUBiZm0/s400/2011-03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650937097305978610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE FAMILY W/THE BOYF!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eYcYW5RG_fc/TmwpWa0HcjI/AAAAAAAAB9o/Pymdw4WYWNI/s1600/2011-04.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eYcYW5RG_fc/TmwpWa0HcjI/AAAAAAAAB9o/Pymdw4WYWNI/s400/2011-04.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650937097574904370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH! This is something else. Cousins from dad's side. I call them Baby Boom! *smacks forehead* Keep an eye on them or they might be up to something!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78ZAangEev8/TmwpWHHGvmI/AAAAAAAAB9g/24R08LGdz4U/s1600/2011-05.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-78ZAangEev8/TmwpWHHGvmI/AAAAAAAAB9g/24R08LGdz4U/s400/2011-05.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650937092285840994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I AM mommy's girl :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwk-NlmMEu4/TmwpWGiCIyI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/5mZZ0WbDpHA/s1600/2011-06.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwk-NlmMEu4/TmwpWGiCIyI/AAAAAAAAB9Y/5mZZ0WbDpHA/s400/2011-06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650937092130349858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;One of the baby boom who according to Hira, looks like me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OnzJQjHa1wU/TmwpV5StmKI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/yEtUvPoKFh8/s1600/2011-07.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OnzJQjHa1wU/TmwpV5StmKI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/yEtUvPoKFh8/s400/2011-07.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650937088576428194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Off to take a short nap before I have to wake up &amp;amp; go over to Shidah's house warming party.&lt;div&gt;Let's see if Dhia Auni is awake then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-3957126317157518029?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3957126317157518029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=3957126317157518029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3957126317157518029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3957126317157518029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/09/raya-pics-preview.html' title='Raya pics preview!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-28XuGaPPadw/TmwpkRqnGrI/AAAAAAAAB-A/hrdWxFDcA6o/s72-c/2011-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8182827671800343570</id><published>2011-09-11T10:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T11:07:32.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fright Night in cinemas on 22nd Sept 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Morning gorgeous people!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;If you're interested in vampires or horror movies then I am pleased to inform you of the new vamp movie coming in cinemas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2C1gqRpQH0/TmwkI42lpmI/AAAAAAAAB9A/Pr-4olMN1ao/s1600/fright%2Bnight.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2C1gqRpQH0/TmwkI42lpmI/AAAAAAAAB9A/Pr-4olMN1ao/s400/fright%2Bnight.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650931367562028642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;DreamWorks pictures present you with &lt;b&gt;Fright Night!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charley Brewster (Anton Yelchin) is a high school senior who’s on top of the world—that is until Jerry (Colin Farrell) moves in next door and Charlie discovers that he is a vampire preying on the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;"Senior Charley Brewster (Anton Yelchin) finally has it all—he’s running with the popular crowd and dating the hottest girl in high school. In fact, he’s so cool he’s even dissing his best friend Ed (Christopher Mintz-Plasse). But trouble arrives when an intriguing stranger Jerry (Colin Farrell) moves in next door. He seems like a great guy at first, but there’s something not quite right—and everyo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; "&gt;ne, including Charlie’s mom (Toni Collette), doesn’t notice. After witnessing some very unusual activity, Charlie comes to an unmistakable conclusion: Jerry is a vampire preying on his neighborhood. Unable to convince anyone that he’s telling the truth, Charlie has to find a way to get rid of the monster himself in this Craig Gillespie-helmed revamp of the comedy-horror classic." - &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/FrightNightSingapore?sk=info"&gt;credits&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;Cast: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Anton Yelchin, Colin Farrell, Christopher Mintz-Plasse, David Tennant, Imogen Poots and Toni Collette&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; Just for the fun of it, here's my scary picture! *&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Hisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m29iS6DqR1w/TmwkI5KMzMI/AAAAAAAAB9I/DNedaKPGREY/s1600/Fright%2BYourself.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 385px; height: 400px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m29iS6DqR1w/TmwkI5KMzMI/AAAAAAAAB9I/DNedaKPGREY/s400/Fright%2BYourself.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650931367644286146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Catch Fright Night in cinemas this 22 September and like the Official &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/FrightNightSingapore"&gt;Fright Night Singapore Facebook Page&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8182827671800343570?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8182827671800343570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8182827671800343570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8182827671800343570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8182827671800343570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/09/fright-night-in-cinemas-on-22nd-sept.html' title='Fright Night in cinemas on 22nd Sept 2011'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U2C1gqRpQH0/TmwkI42lpmI/AAAAAAAAB9A/Pr-4olMN1ao/s72-c/fright%2Bnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-9164814703083602587</id><published>2011-09-01T13:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:58:13.275+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nails'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleeping'/><title type='text'>Multiple pictures!</title><content type='html'>These are some of the pictures I found &amp;amp; decided to turn them into GIFS for all to see.&lt;div&gt;Yes, me &amp;amp; Hira are anal like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v243/Bytchhie/GIFS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ekaira.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/Bytchhie/GIFS/ekaira.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v243/Bytchhie/GIFS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=iraeka.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v243/Bytchhie/GIFS/?action=view&amp;amp;current=iraeka.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/Bytchhie/GIFS/iraeka.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there was a time Eve slept in an awkward position in the car &amp;amp; I obviously had to snap a pic of it.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dIr7iOuTq1M/Tl8c5qRfD-I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/V0TxgKJ6m6A/s1600/Picture%2B002.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dIr7iOuTq1M/Tl8c5qRfD-I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/V0TxgKJ6m6A/s400/Picture%2B002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647264234671640546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ca2z4CPYH_s/Tl8dD4lzy4I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/fq0r0PDD3TY/s1600/Picture%2B001.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ca2z4CPYH_s/Tl8dD4lzy4I/AAAAAAAAB8Y/fq0r0PDD3TY/s400/Picture%2B001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647264410313673602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;She's going to whine so much when she sees this. That is, &lt;b&gt;IF &lt;/b&gt;she sees this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! There was a time I brought Hira to Iftar with my friends and we look super gorgeous! Duh!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Phf-aLz_vcA/Tl8dcIfz96I/AAAAAAAAB8g/IvN4wYTSCYE/s1600/Picture%2B012.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Phf-aLz_vcA/Tl8dcIfz96I/AAAAAAAAB8g/IvN4wYTSCYE/s400/Picture%2B012.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647264826900346786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shidah had a baby girl!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIF-uIZ9dWs/Tl8dn8UD8BI/AAAAAAAAB8o/3Qg1J8H0j_A/s1600/Picture%2B016.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KIF-uIZ9dWs/Tl8dn8UD8BI/AAAAAAAAB8o/3Qg1J8H0j_A/s400/Picture%2B016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647265029788266514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Then...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had animal printed nails for Raya, which turned out to be a horrible experience for me. I broke a few &amp;amp; kept pasting them back on. Later in the night realised it takes tremendous effort to care for this kind of nails. Effort that I'm too lazy to commit to. So, I'll keep away from the fake nails for now. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LitqTwlNnw/Tl8eEaftXoI/AAAAAAAAB8w/MqTU9FRM-pc/s1600/Picture%2B027.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--LitqTwlNnw/Tl8eEaftXoI/AAAAAAAAB8w/MqTU9FRM-pc/s400/Picture%2B027.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647265518926519938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So I decided to paint a new colour instead last night &amp;amp; turned out good enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w-rdQC4XGRY/Tl8eErOdakI/AAAAAAAAB84/s6z9LW_cmn8/s1600/Picture%2B030.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w-rdQC4XGRY/Tl8eErOdakI/AAAAAAAAB84/s6z9LW_cmn8/s400/Picture%2B030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647265523417573954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; For some of the Raya pics...&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;br /&gt;I'll post in another entry once I've completed my job.&lt;br /&gt;Still have pending work to do. Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-9164814703083602587?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/9164814703083602587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=9164814703083602587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/9164814703083602587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/9164814703083602587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/09/massive-postings.html' title='Multiple pictures!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dIr7iOuTq1M/Tl8c5qRfD-I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/V0TxgKJ6m6A/s72-c/Picture%2B002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-3241931792480132371</id><published>2011-08-25T20:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T21:01:42.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yay! Raya next week!</title><content type='html'>Can't believe that time passed by so fast.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felt like it was just last week that we embarked in our journey to dedicate ourselves to fast during &lt;b&gt;Ramadhan &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; suddenly it's &lt;b&gt;Syawal &lt;/b&gt;next week. &lt;i&gt;Alhamdulillah&lt;/i&gt;, I managed to pull through so far &amp;amp; didn't throw away any days intentionally. It was hard at first, seeing colleagues smoke their morning sticks, have good food in the pantry &amp;amp; drink all sorts of soft drinks as &amp;amp; when they liked, but I won't complain. This is a good opportunity to clean out my stomach &amp;amp; this has made me realised that if I didn't smoke so much, my nails wouldn't have turned yellow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September will have more things to come for me. There's both Anna &amp;amp; Mimi's birthday, a month nearer to mine &amp;amp; definitely a month nearer to end of year, which simply means a vacation. I need a break from all the paperwork and billings. And I definitely need time to unwind myself. To be honest, I'm not sure what made my life so hectic. Maybe it was just the going out at nights but even then, it didn't feel as satisfying at it used to. I reach home at 6.30 pm, take a shower &amp;amp; go out &amp;amp; even then, there's a curfew that I must stick to, not that my parents have implemented curfews for me but because both me &amp;amp; Wan have started our serious career.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I've started mine quite some time back but it was all fun &amp;amp; games then. I've decided to take this job more seriously &amp;amp; pour out a little more effort to it. I had wanted to take up part time studies to upgrade myself but that plan needs a little more time &amp;amp; planning. Then, there's the car license that I've been meaning to get. Who knows, I might need it in the future. Mom obviously would never let me drive her car, leaving FIL as my only hope. Even so, I'm too embarrassed to ask if I could use the car. Then again, driving a car is so stressful. It's not so much of the driving but more of the maintenance that has made me think twice. What with the parking fees, petrol consumption, ERP &amp;amp; traffic jams. Come to think of it, riding is so much simpler. We can weave through traffic, the ERP fees are cheaper &amp;amp; obviously for me, a full tank cost lesser than $10. Still, I might need that license one day &amp;amp; it's better to take now cause it'll probably be more expensive in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! From &lt;b&gt;Raya&lt;/b&gt;, to careers to licenses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I better stop now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nights! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-3241931792480132371?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3241931792480132371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=3241931792480132371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3241931792480132371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3241931792480132371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/08/yay-raya-next-week.html' title='Yay! Raya next week!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-2886970122677918854</id><published>2011-08-19T14:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T15:04:11.954+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh crap!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so the nap didn't turn out to be so great.&lt;div&gt;I dozed off for 25 mins and for the last 5 mins of my lunch time, I hear that annoying &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;auntie&lt;/span&gt; sitting beside me endorse her documents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Thump! Thump! Thump!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The longer I hear it, the more agitated I got.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; The more agitated I got, the more I wanted to scream in her face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seriously, it's lunch time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't you have to eat woman?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure if she's a workaholic or plain crazy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently staring at my phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know how &lt;b&gt;whatasapps&lt;/b&gt; works (for iPhone users).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Single tick for sent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Double tick for read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They even include the time that fella was online or if they are still online.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently, I saw a double tick and last online was a few mins after I send my message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What does it prove?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He read &amp;amp; closed the message.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should go slam myself to the wall till I'm numb &amp;amp; emotionless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-2886970122677918854?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2886970122677918854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=2886970122677918854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2886970122677918854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2886970122677918854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/08/oh-crap.html' title='Oh crap!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8550721773074646299</id><published>2011-08-19T11:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T12:27:19.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This morning..</title><content type='html'>I woke up fine, just a little tired, but I still woke up fine. I reached work 5 mins late &amp;amp; the handpunch machine was giving me problems again. It was a little hectic for a morning start but I pulled through it. After completing everything &amp;amp; was a tiny bit free, I thought of him. Funny thing was, I seriously believed he would change to make this better &amp;amp; keep to his words. &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;I'll show you love.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt; Right.&lt;div&gt;The next thing I knew, he was replying to me with coldness, distant? I don't know. But it was definitely not the warmth I feel a day ago. So despite a bad start at work, I joked a little but his reaction wasn't what I expected. Maybe I misinterpret his intentions. Maybe he's too tired to bother how I felt if he said certain things. Maybe. I'm not sure. But he made it quite a point that I didn't apologize for coming home late, neither did I explain why I was late. Well, I didn't explain cause he didn't ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What right does he have to ask me to explain myself to him, when I don't explain myself to anyone unless I want to? Not even to my parents. &amp;amp; Why do I have to apologize to him for coming home late? I don't recall promising anything. I don't recall saying I'll be home early either. So why should I apologize. I was out with a close buddy and we were just talking &amp;amp; sharing. It wasn't like as if I was out partying all night long. &amp;amp; The funny part was, it was just as girl friend. So why in the world should I apologize &amp;amp; explain?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later in that message, he told me he'll meet his friends on &lt;b&gt;Monday &lt;/b&gt;for &lt;i&gt;iftar&lt;/i&gt;. By all means. Do what seems to content you most. Even if it's halfway through or whatever. At this moment, I knew he just wanted to prove a point. Go out with his friends, come home late &amp;amp; see if I get pissed off. Then bring this whole issue up once I do. Knowing this, I can either play along or totally ignore him. &amp;amp; For now, I'll choose the latter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Off to take a nap &amp;amp; hopefully I'll be less cranky in the afternoon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8550721773074646299?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8550721773074646299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8550721773074646299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8550721773074646299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8550721773074646299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/08/this-morning.html' title='This morning..'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-3807777735731110417</id><published>2011-08-18T11:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T11:50:22.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After 2 weeks</title><content type='html'>It has been closed to two weeks since I last blogged or logged in to be exact.&lt;div&gt;It's not that I didn't have the time, I just didn't have anything to blog about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't want all my entries to be useless ramblings (although I know I tend to do that a lot).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, this is basically what happened recently.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kak Yaya was transferred to 46PL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I managed to straighten, colour &amp;amp; highlight my hair.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EJAC6wyuOo/TkyJhGZO7SI/AAAAAAAAB7w/IOCGG2uEN4I/s1600/293316_2130930547558_1074824073_2394427_7826604_n.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EJAC6wyuOo/TkyJhGZO7SI/AAAAAAAAB7w/IOCGG2uEN4I/s400/293316_2130930547558_1074824073_2394427_7826604_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642035634933525794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been to Geylang bazaar a couple of times and gotten myself fake nails for Raya.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSZuxxkwN5s/TkyJhUGVV-I/AAAAAAAAB74/ROr0J2hUeWg/s1600/f34e16fd6f554df296c74d0f56ab12f7_7.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSZuxxkwN5s/TkyJhUGVV-I/AAAAAAAAB74/ROr0J2hUeWg/s400/f34e16fd6f554df296c74d0f56ab12f7_7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642035638612350946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I went shopping at JP's Watsons a couple of times, spending approximately SGD 30.00 / visit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sf_uEcoBZnk/TkyJhb6lWJI/AAAAAAAAB8A/-6EUCc4mF2o/s1600/tile.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-sf_uEcoBZnk/TkyJhb6lWJI/AAAAAAAAB8A/-6EUCc4mF2o/s400/tile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5642035640710551698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I've been asking for different kinds of food ever since the start of the fasting month, which is ridiculous knowing how small my stomach is and how little my food intake would be.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm breaking fast outside tonight with Mimi &amp;amp; Broc @ Charco's! Yay! (I'll update pictures if I take any!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We have not planned any &lt;i&gt;iftar &lt;/i&gt;sessions with &lt;b&gt;6J&lt;/b&gt;!! *Panic Mode*&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've gotten Wan's &lt;i&gt;baju kurung&lt;/i&gt; ready, thanks to dear mom!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've created another YouTube account but have yet to upload anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm eyeing for a camcorder and a Mac book &amp;amp; would definitely appreciate any kind souls who would get me one! :)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm comtemplating if I should create another blog for my other email account for other stuffs since &lt;b&gt;nratkh &lt;/b&gt;is more of a personal blog.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;amp; I feel like changing my blog skin. Again.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok! I'm done! (I think)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-3807777735731110417?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3807777735731110417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=3807777735731110417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3807777735731110417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3807777735731110417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/08/after-2-weeks.html' title='After 2 weeks'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3EJAC6wyuOo/TkyJhGZO7SI/AAAAAAAAB7w/IOCGG2uEN4I/s72-c/293316_2130930547558_1074824073_2394427_7826604_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8637196875190336965</id><published>2011-08-05T17:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T18:02:54.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After a while</title><content type='html'>So I decided to kill some time &amp;amp; rearrange my blog again. The template's back on &amp;amp; I'll be blogging again. Well, until someone pisses the crap outta me that is.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's 6 pm &amp;amp; it's time for me to head home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll be working tomorrow so there's definitely no need for me to stay today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Will be going out with him tonight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows, we'll settle our differences or maybe, we'll ignore it like we usually do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Somehow, it's becoming a habit to ignore or pretend in order to avoid confrontations nowadays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's bad, I know, but... Hmmmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adios!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8637196875190336965?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8637196875190336965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8637196875190336965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8637196875190336965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8637196875190336965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/08/after-while.html' title='After a while'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-420744650599303445</id><published>2011-07-26T15:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-26T15:40:12.448+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Been A While</title><content type='html'>Haven't been updating cause I removed the template. My entries always strike arguments with that boy &amp;amp; I got tired of it all. To be honest, I don't even know why I'm updating right now cause I don't think I'll be changing my template anytime so. By the time people read my entries, it would probably be months to come. But who cares.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing to do at work right now cause customer's not giving me orders.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just hope nothing crops up when it's 5 pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They have the tendency of creating orders so late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Or maybe, their customers are giving them orders so late.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very tempted to do Broc's billing or help Mimi's workload.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toooodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-420744650599303445?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/420744650599303445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=420744650599303445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/420744650599303445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/420744650599303445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/07/been-while.html' title='Been A While'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-7313296827748446089</id><published>2011-07-21T10:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T11:11:17.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>I feel..</title><content type='html'>When someone doesn't listen to my story till the very end.&lt;br /&gt;When someone interrupts me halfway through.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the person doesn't care.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that the person isn't interested.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I make it a point to listen till the very end, no matter how long it is &amp;amp; no matter how uninteresting your stories get.&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally, I'll interrupt asking more cause I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;But not you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't seem to care. Or maybe you forget. Like those times you told me we'll continue later, but we didn't. It was maybe you forgot. But to me, you just don't care.&lt;br /&gt;I feel that you forget me sometimes. So I'll take myself back a little. Maybe forget what you did a little. Maybe pull myself away from you a little, in hopes that I'll forget you too. &amp;amp; That I'll stop caring that much about you too. Maybe then, you'll realize I mean something to you. Or maybe, I just didn't mean anything at all from the start. But all this avoiding, all this not caring has worn me out &amp;amp; I find myself searching for someone else to care for me instead. To replace the absence you created. &lt;blockquote&gt;Everything has its consequences. &lt;/blockquote&gt;Who knows, you just didn't realize that by finding someone else to fill this emptiness, that someone can replace you as well. Be it whoever you are.&lt;br /&gt;A friend, a lover, a colleague, a family or just an acquaintance.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just saying.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-7313296827748446089?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7313296827748446089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=7313296827748446089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7313296827748446089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7313296827748446089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-feel.html' title='I feel..'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-5096340208774507845</id><published>2011-07-18T01:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T01:48:45.931+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heartache'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='depression'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Misery'/><title type='text'>Imperfections</title><content type='html'>No one is perfect.&lt;br /&gt;I know that for sure.&lt;br /&gt;But the one imperfection I couldn't accept was the size of my assets.&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I blame that one particular ex of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Had I not taken the first stick.&lt;br /&gt;Had I not been too pressurized by him.&lt;br /&gt;Had I not caved into the stress.&lt;br /&gt;Had I not mingled among the wrong influence.&lt;br /&gt;Had I been stronger..&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be like this right now.&lt;br /&gt;I would have grown normally like a young teenager should.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; at this point, I wouldn't be so insecure whenever I go lingerie shopping.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be severly underweight.&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be this weak person that I am right now.&lt;br /&gt;Still, all is done &amp; there's no regretting.&lt;br /&gt;My growth has probably stopped &amp; neither assets can be changed.&lt;br /&gt;I have to live with this for the rest of my life.&lt;br /&gt;Surgery is definitely out of the question, no matter how many times I want to give into temptations.&lt;br /&gt;I sound extremely pathetic but I'll eventually get over it.&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I can do right now is become a more determined person &amp; free myself from this misery.&lt;br /&gt;Then &amp; only then will I be a happy person again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-5096340208774507845?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5096340208774507845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=5096340208774507845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5096340208774507845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5096340208774507845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/07/imperfections.html' title='Imperfections'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-3750629522796047168</id><published>2011-07-13T23:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T23:30:01.898+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Helpless!!</title><content type='html'>Can't seem to stop the habit of squeezing my zits even though I know I really should.&lt;div&gt;It must be the facial wash causing me to have an outbreak but it's also because of these itchy hands and the lack of self control that leads to this scarred face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need more discipline.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Determination.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Be it for work, health, relationships or even personal hygiene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The only thing I'm looking forward to this year would be...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pay increment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clear skin&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Weight gain&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Better discipline&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Savings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only then will I be a better person &amp;amp; be happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should also keep updating that diary of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been empty for a few months now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I'll start thinking about getting a diary for 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On another note, Fasting Month is just around the corner. I've yet to pay for the past miss outs. Hopefully I'll be stronger this year. This might even be a good opportunity for me to quit smoking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-3750629522796047168?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3750629522796047168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=3750629522796047168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3750629522796047168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3750629522796047168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/07/helpless.html' title='Helpless!!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-3294643561783876347</id><published>2011-07-13T13:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T13:43:56.215+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Oh! Happy birthday Wawa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; A happy birthday &lt;i&gt;Wawa&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;09/07/11 - 16 years of Life&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome! We can watch &lt;b&gt;NC16&lt;/b&gt; now. Whoopee!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Baby wasn't around so we went ahead without her.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Else, &lt;i&gt;Wawa &lt;/i&gt;won't have her celebration at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally had the chance to upload the photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;God, am I slow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YuSEPHFlJsg/Th0vx_x2l6I/AAAAAAAAB7o/_wtlKh5OSMs/s1600/IR.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YuSEPHFlJsg/Th0vx_x2l6I/AAAAAAAAB7o/_wtlKh5OSMs/s400/IR.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628707645263615906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-3294643561783876347?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3294643561783876347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=3294643561783876347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3294643561783876347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3294643561783876347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/07/oh-oh-happy-birthday-wawa.html' title='Oh Oh! Happy birthday Wawa!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-YuSEPHFlJsg/Th0vx_x2l6I/AAAAAAAAB7o/_wtlKh5OSMs/s72-c/IR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-7431389774720937091</id><published>2011-07-12T11:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T11:55:11.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pictures'/><title type='text'>Overdue pics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There was a time mommy brought us to &lt;b&gt;Seoul Garden&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It was nice to spend time with the family but I honestly didn't like smelling like a BBQ steak when we finished! &lt;i&gt;LOL&lt;/i&gt;! Too much for my nose to handle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4qZXHsXpgOY/ThvESgl_q5I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/jMcI-_C7zvA/s1600/family.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4qZXHsXpgOY/ThvESgl_q5I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/jMcI-_C7zvA/s400/family.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628307981595552658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Then there was that Sunday recently where we went on a date.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Just the two of us &amp;amp; booked tickets for transformers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coincidentally, Fazley &amp;amp; Atiqa was there too! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; They sat a row behind us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OH!! &lt;/b&gt;&amp;amp; Wan lost his helmet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, some idiot stole his helmet from the bike.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So we had to call his bro at 1 am to send the spare helmet to us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IF you stole my bf's helmet, be ready to run or get hurt. Roar!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ahXmcHHm4UY/ThvESz5iPJI/AAAAAAAAB7g/H12PhGzw3h4/s1600/Picture%2B038-tile.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ahXmcHHm4UY/ThvESz5iPJI/AAAAAAAAB7g/H12PhGzw3h4/s400/Picture%2B038-tile.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628307986777783442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-7431389774720937091?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7431389774720937091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=7431389774720937091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7431389774720937091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7431389774720937091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/07/overdue-pics.html' title='Overdue pics!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4qZXHsXpgOY/ThvESgl_q5I/AAAAAAAAB7Y/jMcI-_C7zvA/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-6910153294433150274</id><published>2011-07-11T18:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T18:59:07.017+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='engagement'/><title type='text'>Ready for a new level. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is kindda late, but &lt;i&gt;wth&lt;/i&gt;..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Congrats on the engagement!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May this relationship last to the next level and so on!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWSHqr51mig/ThrW2zaBzbI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/BXalqrCq5b4/s1600/mimi.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 397px; height: 397px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWSHqr51mig/ThrW2zaBzbI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/BXalqrCq5b4/s400/mimi.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628046921353514418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-6910153294433150274?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6910153294433150274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=6910153294433150274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6910153294433150274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6910153294433150274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/07/ready-for-new-level.html' title='Ready for a new level. :)'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IWSHqr51mig/ThrW2zaBzbI/AAAAAAAAB7Q/BXalqrCq5b4/s72-c/mimi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-1609935625408220364</id><published>2011-07-08T04:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T04:50:24.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THIS IS SO HILARIOUS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://smg.photobucket.com/albums/v243/Bytchhie/?action=view&amp;amp;current=haha-1.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/Bytchhie/haha-1.gif" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-1609935625408220364?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1609935625408220364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=1609935625408220364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1609935625408220364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1609935625408220364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/07/this-is-so-hilarious.html' title='THIS IS SO HILARIOUS!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-3895386286562238987</id><published>2011-07-08T03:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T03:49:13.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Torn</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDT5f8-dDHs/ThYNrG4ng_I/AAAAAAAAB6o/HIGNvR9OBBg/s1600/Picture0460.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDT5f8-dDHs/ThYNrG4ng_I/AAAAAAAAB6o/HIGNvR9OBBg/s400/Picture0460.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626699818679632882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Didn't go to work yesterday cause I've got cramps. Doc gave me two days of MC for me to rest. Now the problem is, should I take the second day off? I mean, I know most people would definitely take that 2nd day MC as well cause it's almost like a holiday for you to rest, catch up on sleep, do some cleaning or something that you've been wanting to do but never got the chance to do it. I, however, am very worried about what people have to say. My superiors to be exact. They are inhuman I tell you! I'm not even sure if they are humans. MC &amp;amp; leaves have always been an issue to them. Now, this can't be confirmed but that's the impression I get from them anyways. They would want you to work your ass off or something like that. Cause I can't seem to decide, I'll wait till dawn comes &amp;amp; see if I can wake up to drag my ass to work.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Anyhoos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mak&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt; was admitted to the hospital last week but she got out yesterday.&lt;li&gt;She's getting better &amp;amp; I'm glad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Granny was admitted to the hospital the day &lt;i&gt;Mak &lt;/i&gt;got out.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lucky for me, it wasn't grams, else I'd be awfully worried.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work still sucks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twin hinted that she would love to have me work as a manager with her at CBTL.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shall keep that an open option.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have strengthen my love for nail colours, making it impossible to work in an F&amp;amp;B line.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm still attached with the same person as I was 4 years back! Hurrah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;amp; I've decided that he's the best person for me (this will stay until he pisses me off again 7 I'll rethink my options. LOL!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Wawa wants me to pick her up from school later.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm broke again (what's new?) &amp;amp; it's faster than most months.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fasting month would start soon &amp;amp; I'll be broke by the time it starts.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rashidah has given birth to Dhia Auni.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&amp;amp; WK was blessed with Hugo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been wanting to quit smoking but it's an epic failure.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I feel like borrowing a book from the library. Anybody wanna accompany me?!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm addicted to Fishing Life on iPhone. -_-"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay done!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm glad I managed to change my layout &amp;amp; blog a little.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Till next time, nights!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-3895386286562238987?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3895386286562238987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=3895386286562238987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3895386286562238987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3895386286562238987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/07/torn.html' title='Torn'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oDT5f8-dDHs/ThYNrG4ng_I/AAAAAAAAB6o/HIGNvR9OBBg/s72-c/Picture0460.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8268674416731716200</id><published>2011-07-01T09:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T10:46:01.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childish idiot</title><content type='html'>It was probably a harmless request and it escalated into something big.&lt;div&gt;I really don't understand his cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It started out from one person who &lt;i&gt;"tak makan chilli tapi rase pedas"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The leads on to that crazy dude who's emotions are changes like global warming, always changing but never gets better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, seriously dude, you're too old to be doing the kiddish act.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Ke ape? Kemam! Ke ape? Keeemammm!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You obviously think it's funny cause it seems like you're enjoying it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;I could really call you a jerk &amp;amp; below are my points to prove it.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;You disregard him as your brother cause your mom didn't give birth to him, he has troubled your family for too long and he was a no gooder. But you declared him as your brother last night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You emphasized "&lt;i&gt;POMPUAN kau&lt;/i&gt;" when you're referring to me. Oh! I forgot, you must have fallen in love with your fiancee and asked for her hand in marriage straight away. There wasn't any dating / courting in between. Somehow, you've forgotten that before she became your fiancee, she was only &lt;i&gt;POMPUAN kau.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;While you were having issues with your other cousins at one point, who were ones who still met up with you to hear your sad, sappy stories?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When no one wanted to side with you, who were the ones who remained fair enough to hear both your side of the story &amp;amp; the other person's story?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You pretended to be the very reasonable person that you are not.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You call people names.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You make empty promises.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You make small issues into big issues in attempt to split your cousins up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Your arguments don't make sense cause they don't link up &amp;amp; I've got proof of it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;In other words, you're a total failure to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh! &amp;amp; Not forgetting a big asshole as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bodoh peh matrep.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8268674416731716200?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8268674416731716200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8268674416731716200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8268674416731716200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8268674416731716200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/07/childish-idiot.html' title='Childish idiot'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-7110028493257283778</id><published>2011-06-29T10:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-29T10:36:38.474+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Empathy..</title><content type='html'>Bf's mom is feeling not too well these days.&lt;div&gt;Feels kindda sad about that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had it been my mom, I wouldn't know how to handle it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has been strong all this while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wonder what makes her health deteriorate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoping that she gets better soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Her family needs her to be alright again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-__-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-7110028493257283778?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7110028493257283778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=7110028493257283778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7110028493257283778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7110028493257283778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/06/empathy.html' title='Empathy..'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8532360442078430596</id><published>2011-06-28T11:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T12:04:05.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4th entry for June 2011</title><content type='html'>I must be super free at work to be blogging more than my usual '1 entry / month' routine.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ohwells, schedule for this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tuesday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nothing much to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;42 IBC report&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Storage report&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Add in 21 IBC to inventory&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Wednesday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WK on leave&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall not fall sick until he comes back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm done with pending orders for Thursday too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Thursday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hardy's birthday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pay day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shall look for something to buy him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Friday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Celebration for Dila &amp;amp; Didi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Prolly have dinner with them and a few other colleagues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rest well&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Saturday&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Movie date with his cousins from FIL's side.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Might add in a small celebration for Hardy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wait. Why am I a bit excited to go for a movie with his cousins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's not like we are close or anything like that.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hmmm..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8532360442078430596?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8532360442078430596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8532360442078430596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8532360442078430596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8532360442078430596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/06/4th-entry-for-june-2011.html' title='4th entry for June 2011'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-537989726967650108</id><published>2011-06-27T12:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T12:08:14.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIR-RY PROBLEM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I've been trying to decide what to do with my hair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I mean, I ♥ curls and whatnots, but seriously, frizzy hair is just not my style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The boyf &amp;amp; a few others voted for perms cause of my small frame.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;But I miss my straight hair so much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Been wanting to do these since forever!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9s6ai70ukHw/TggBFsfX_SI/AAAAAAAAB6M/AEhoeIyiT6Q/s1600/HAIR.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9s6ai70ukHw/TggBFsfX_SI/AAAAAAAAB6M/AEhoeIyiT6Q/s400/HAIR.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622745332125793570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tell me what you think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Should I go with these hairstyles or opt for curls again! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFsDJqASeC4/TggB2Z6x9EI/AAAAAAAAB6U/c7N1qHGieAU/s1600/Picture%2B025.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UFsDJqASeC4/TggB2Z6x9EI/AAAAAAAAB6U/c7N1qHGieAU/s400/Picture%2B025.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622746168954057794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leave comments at the tagboard please!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-537989726967650108?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/537989726967650108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=537989726967650108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/537989726967650108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/537989726967650108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/06/hair-ry-problem.html' title='HAIR-RY PROBLEM!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9s6ai70ukHw/TggBFsfX_SI/AAAAAAAAB6M/AEhoeIyiT6Q/s72-c/HAIR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-457529686418538736</id><published>2011-06-21T12:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-21T12:10:17.884+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What? Only Tuesday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It is just me or is this week really slow?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I feel like dragging my ass to work all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On a brighter note, I was finally recognized for my efforts to finish my responsibilities &amp;amp; duties.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's not that I don't want to bill my orders regularly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;It's just that sometimes, my orders are without DN so considering my &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;STM&lt;/span&gt;, I tend to forget almost immediately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Or the orders don't need billing &amp;amp; I tend to forget the close them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;LOL!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Take &lt;b&gt;Hanging with Friends&lt;/b&gt; as an example, I forgot what word I gave my opponent the moment I close the apps.  -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Tee hee!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyhoos&lt;/i&gt;... Bored at work yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Taddah&lt;/i&gt;!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zRuLvKtmmfE/TgAYxphNS3I/AAAAAAAAB6E/FVFiXMU_QB4/s1600/2011-06-20_184943.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zRuLvKtmmfE/TgAYxphNS3I/AAAAAAAAB6E/FVFiXMU_QB4/s400/2011-06-20_184943.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620519576196172658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-457529686418538736?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/457529686418538736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=457529686418538736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/457529686418538736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/457529686418538736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/06/what-only-tuesday.html' title='What? Only Tuesday?'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zRuLvKtmmfE/TgAYxphNS3I/AAAAAAAAB6E/FVFiXMU_QB4/s72-c/2011-06-20_184943.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-1229095991282228691</id><published>2011-06-16T09:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T09:42:07.947+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Short update'/><title type='text'>Another month, another update</title><content type='html'>I'm not sure about you, but I feel that time is not only passing by, it's FLYING by.&lt;div&gt;I'm small girl stuck in a small place, with little opportunities to expand.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Short updates:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;The bf has found his calling &amp;amp; I'm happy that he's happy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've come to realize that I don't trust men.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There are three people in my family with the Chinese zodiac, Dragon.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I figured that these 'Dragons' are not the same; Water, Wind, Fire.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;'Dragons' shall not mix or it'll turn into a war.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It just did last night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm considering to be a &lt;i&gt;lesbo&lt;/i&gt; or something because I lack faith in men.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nape piercings are so awesome &amp;amp; I might get one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family is visiting relatives in K.L and I'm left behind with work.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a complex.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My English language is getting worse from all the &lt;i&gt;slangs&lt;/i&gt; I have to speak in.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's Thursday but I'm not looking forward to anything.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm still sleepy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I shall write in point forms for future entries as well.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;TEE HEE! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-1229095991282228691?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1229095991282228691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=1229095991282228691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1229095991282228691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1229095991282228691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/06/another-month-another-update.html' title='Another month, another update'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-32410469865110394</id><published>2011-05-26T13:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T13:43:05.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>I typed halfway through a story and decided to backspace everything.&lt;br /&gt;So, this blog shall &amp; will remain as plain and boring as ever.&lt;br /&gt;I should really plan my words carefully next time.&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I'm so used to tweeting that it becomes a habit to summarize everything.&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-32410469865110394?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/32410469865110394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=32410469865110394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/32410469865110394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/32410469865110394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/05/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8401896538145261598</id><published>2011-04-18T01:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T01:27:39.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whuttttt?!</title><content type='html'>I love him.&lt;br /&gt;I really do.&lt;br /&gt;Even when we argue, he's all I think about.&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind his nose, he's the most gorgeous man I ever noticed.&lt;br /&gt;Even though I don't normally tell him that.&lt;br /&gt;I just refuse to.&lt;br /&gt;The fact I might even be a nuisance to him is a little disheartening.&lt;br /&gt;I miss him.. Despite meeting him last night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I'll miss him more when he leaves SG this Friday..&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I hope with all my heart that he's free on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;So that we can meet to kiss &amp; make up for the argument we had.&lt;br /&gt;&amp; maybe things will be alright again for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, as far as I know, I'll forgive the person a thousand times when I love him till death do us part.&lt;br /&gt;I'm normal like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8401896538145261598?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8401896538145261598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8401896538145261598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8401896538145261598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8401896538145261598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/04/whuttttt.html' title='Whuttttt?!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-4203559994648530225</id><published>2011-04-17T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-17T20:53:57.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Like totally</title><content type='html'>He gets to me so well.&lt;div&gt;I'm not sure how he does it but he does get to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With maximum impact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can I totally ignore what he has just said?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Knowing that was the rudest he has even been to me by far.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With each day passing, it's growing weaker.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How can I accept it when he said I don't respect him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In which aspect have I not.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was patient all this while &amp;amp; he just told me I was testing his?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How the did hell did he just pull everything I was to say to him right outta my mouth &amp;amp; say it back to me?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It doesn't make sense.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It absolutely doesn't.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to be with someone right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; He's neither the first or best choice of person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I shall find myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-4203559994648530225?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4203559994648530225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=4203559994648530225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4203559994648530225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4203559994648530225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/04/like-totally.html' title='Like totally'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-4350145995086243428</id><published>2011-04-12T18:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-12T18:13:47.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RAIN!</title><content type='html'>I was at the verge of going crazy &amp;amp; I really, really, really wanted to go home.&lt;div&gt;But no... It had to rain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So here I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stuck, crazier than ever &amp;amp; left with nothing to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I can always find something to do right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I already switched off my work mode at 5.55pm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Does that mean I have to restart my brain functions again?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BOO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Y U NO wait till I get home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:((&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-4350145995086243428?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4350145995086243428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=4350145995086243428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4350145995086243428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4350145995086243428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/04/rain.html' title='RAIN!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-7501296212191257871</id><published>2011-04-06T09:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T10:12:49.132+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So many things I want to do but so little money to do with.&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Argh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should either find another job 0r get a bloody increment.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;The latter seems very far fetched.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I should really find another job right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;♥&lt;/span&gt; this job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Even though it pays me so little.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Despite at times, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I want to kill the phone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Or the people&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIL&lt;/b&gt; tendered his resignation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, at least for him with the numerous years of experience and whatnots, it'd be not problem to find a replacement.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for me, the &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;newbie &lt;/span&gt;in the logistics industry, would probably have a tougher time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;ENOUGH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should stop thinking about &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;why money don't grow on trees.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Think about what I want to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Which is.......at this moment.......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Change my specs,&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;rebond &lt;/span&gt;&amp;amp; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;colour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;my&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;hair&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; go shopping&lt;/span&gt;, send my bike for servicing cause it's making my right leg &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;sapau &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;from all the&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; kick-start-mornings&lt;/span&gt;, buy a better face cleanser; the one Anna said was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blahhh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Should find a part time job. LOL!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But, too lazy &amp;amp; tired all the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work is definitely draining me. Grams asked that question this morning &amp;amp; I've decide that it's true.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Work-pire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok &lt;i&gt;da&lt;/i&gt;, stop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Da &lt;/i&gt;start &lt;i&gt;mepek&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Nak gi&lt;/i&gt; smoke &lt;i&gt;uh&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-7501296212191257871?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7501296212191257871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=7501296212191257871' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7501296212191257871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7501296212191257871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-many-things-i-want-to-do-but-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-5609855463282690264</id><published>2011-03-31T19:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T19:15:35.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh!</title><content type='html'>FIL's leaving and he asked me for help.&lt;div&gt;He needed me to type out the letter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, at least it has finally seeped into me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Close to 2o years of service for this shitline &amp;amp; no one appreciates.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stupid Doraemon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder if Nobita is any better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Heard he's taking over Doraemon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-5609855463282690264?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5609855463282690264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=5609855463282690264' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5609855463282690264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5609855463282690264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/03/argh.html' title='Argh!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-3761476395130991787</id><published>2011-03-28T18:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-28T18:52:02.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sometimes..</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, it might seem like the best thing and it turned out to be the worst.&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Sometimes, it might seem like the worst thing but it turned out to be the best.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's those times that you tripped over the thin line &amp;amp; get confused which is which.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, I feel like this was the best that I could ever have.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Sometimes, I feel like I definitely deserve better than this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's those times that I get tripped &amp;amp; confused that I cannot make the correct decision.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So which time is it right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why am I so afraid to let things go &amp;amp; see if that was the way it was supposed to be..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-3761476395130991787?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3761476395130991787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=3761476395130991787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3761476395130991787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3761476395130991787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/03/sometimes.html' title='Sometimes..'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-4967165512929009373</id><published>2011-03-19T04:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-19T05:05:43.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JunPyo</title><content type='html'>He was the best pet ever. He didn't create complications for me throughout our 1 year++ since we've been together. Neither did he whined nor begged for attention. He had always greeted me with warmth. Like as if he knew it was me. That moment when he fell sick, I was heartbroken &amp; felt extremely guilty. Was it my fault? Was I neglecting him? Had I known this would happened, I would have made more time for him, my best buddy. I was told that his survival chances were slim, so I took him back home &amp; poured as much love as I could on him within the last few moments I had, knowing that this was probably the last time I saw JP. Looking at him gasping for air, my heart cringed more &amp; more.&lt;br /&gt;He, JunPyo, my best companion died at 8.39 pm on 18/03/11.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry &amp; you will be missed greatly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I'll miss the sound the wheel makes everytime you run.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss the sparkle in your eyes when you look at me.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss the times you bite my palm.&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss how you made me feel less scared at night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;&amp; most of all, I'll miss you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;JP, you were a part of my life, even if it was for a while &amp; you'll never be replaced&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-4967165512929009373?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4967165512929009373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=4967165512929009373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4967165512929009373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4967165512929009373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/03/junpyo.html' title='JunPyo'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-92819415311303684</id><published>2011-03-18T09:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T09:46:33.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Was it my fault?&lt;br /&gt;Did I neglected you?&lt;br /&gt;Was I too busy with everything else that you came in 2nd?&lt;br /&gt;Or is this just a pace you go through, knowing your life span is at most 2 years?&lt;br /&gt;How can I make you feel better?&lt;br /&gt;Can you wait just a little bit more?&lt;br /&gt;I promise I'll come back my fastest &amp; we'll visit a vet.&lt;br /&gt;Just don't die on me like that.&lt;br /&gt;Open your eyes a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;Let me see the sparkle once more.&lt;br /&gt;Run around in cycles &amp; make me laugh again.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry if I loved you a little less, even for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;But I love you still.&lt;br /&gt;It's kindda heartwrenching to see you so weak.&lt;br /&gt;I wished I could do more.&lt;br /&gt;Can I run out now?&lt;br /&gt;Can I leave work like that?&lt;br /&gt;Would that get me into trouble later?&lt;br /&gt;I. Am. In. A. Fix.&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, i truly am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-92819415311303684?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/92819415311303684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=92819415311303684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/92819415311303684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/92819415311303684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/03/was-it-my-fault-did-i-neglected-you-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-2465147677119683018</id><published>2011-03-07T00:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-07T00:34:59.527+08:00</updated><title type='text'>At 12.34am. I felt very sad.</title><content type='html'>Let's forget the thing we had.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget the thing we started.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget the debt I own you.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget the pain we've inflicted.&lt;br /&gt;Let's forget everything &amp; rethink it all again.&lt;br /&gt;Can we be better?&lt;br /&gt;Can we work this out?&lt;br /&gt;Or were we waiting for nothing?&lt;br /&gt;You see, it's not like how it was, neither will it be like how things were.&lt;br /&gt;We shouldn't be waiting for our past cause what awaits is the future.&lt;br /&gt;If there's none, why wait any longer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon my thoughts, if not here, where else do I go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;Lost, alone&amp;confused.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-2465147677119683018?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2465147677119683018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=2465147677119683018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2465147677119683018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2465147677119683018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/03/at-1234am-i-felt-very-sad.html' title='At 12.34am. I felt very sad.'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-4881497942490602533</id><published>2011-02-20T22:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T22:43:51.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>KL &amp; back!</title><content type='html'>Watching tv cause there's nothing else to do.&lt;br /&gt;Bummer it's a Monday tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;Expecting a lot to do &amp; settle &amp; am not looking forward to it at all.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, KL was awesome even though a bit tiring.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't get to do a lot of shopping. :(&lt;br /&gt;But we went for a massage &amp; theme park at Berjaya Times Sq.&lt;br /&gt;Regretted not buying a lot of hp casings cause there weren't other things to buy.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it was a great experience &amp; I know where to go &amp; what to do the next time I go there.&lt;br /&gt;Nights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-4881497942490602533?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4881497942490602533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=4881497942490602533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4881497942490602533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4881497942490602533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/02/kl-back.html' title='KL &amp; back!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-2399588793293174855</id><published>2011-01-21T01:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T01:40:12.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dammit!</title><content type='html'>I told myself that I would grateful no matter how much I get this year. Honestly, I am but I'm kind of disappointed too. Not sure if it's with myself or with the company. I mean like seriously. I didn't even get one month bonus when I feel like I really deserved it. One year of slaving away for the company &amp;amp; I didn't even get one month of bonus? How I would truly describe them in one word would be &lt;b&gt;cheapskate&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I heard some of the drivers have gotten two months so why is it that I didn't get just a month bonus? We are the ones creating the orders, solving the problems and liaising with customers. Stupid. Really stupid. I wonder how much the rest got. A part of me is curious and the other part doesn't want to know at all. After all, it might be disheartening to find out they received more than I did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Good night late night readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-2399588793293174855?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2399588793293174855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=2399588793293174855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2399588793293174855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2399588793293174855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/01/dammit.html' title='Dammit!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-1238804834350605784</id><published>2011-01-02T17:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T18:01:36.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charmed</title><content type='html'>When I was a tiny girl, I used to love watching Charmed.&lt;div&gt;Sisterhood, family, good &amp;amp; magic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I could have watched it for hours &amp;amp; get carried away with time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Things have changed &amp;amp; so have my schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To have the chance to watch it again was awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But to have a watched it again, resulted in issues.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It rained &amp;amp; we are stuck at our own homes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wished people were kinder to Gaia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe then, global warming wouldn't cause so much weather change.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want the monsoon season to go away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-1238804834350605784?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1238804834350605784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=1238804834350605784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1238804834350605784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1238804834350605784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2011/01/charmed.html' title='Charmed'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-786068679835638197</id><published>2010-12-26T02:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-26T02:15:39.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shitnits</title><content type='html'>Hate it when someone tells me something halfway through. Or even worst, something that's not entirely true, causing me to feel paranoid &amp;amp; think too much. Girls just wanna have fun. So don't tell us things we don't really need to know at that point of time. Like when we are looking forward to having a great time, we don't appreciate unnecessary information or comments, unless of course under life &amp;amp; death circumstances.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nevermind that.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, my birthday celebration was awesome &amp;amp; so was Ayul's. I'm pretty sure he's very appreciative of it considering the gratitude he showed when he received surprises after surprises. To have gotten him something I knew he would like &amp;amp; find out he really does love it was uber nice. :) All's good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not looking forward to work, at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm heartbroken &amp;amp; demoralized. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Shitnit&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-786068679835638197?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/786068679835638197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=786068679835638197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/786068679835638197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/786068679835638197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/12/shitnits.html' title='Shitnits'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-122049975361278557</id><published>2010-12-20T12:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T12:36:15.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;TWENTY TWO!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nevertheless, I'm thankful I've made it this far in life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Many thanks to those who remembered.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Huggs&amp;amp;kisses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-122049975361278557?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/122049975361278557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=122049975361278557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/122049975361278557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/122049975361278557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/12/ahhh.html' title='Ahhh!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-138544527769462579</id><published>2010-12-11T12:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T12:34:01.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Shiat!</title><content type='html'>Opened my eyes to two messages at 9.00am.&lt;div&gt;It was Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a &lt;b&gt;working &lt;/b&gt;Saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jumped off the bed &amp;amp; grabbed the green &amp;amp; purple towel while screaming "&lt;i&gt;Why didn't anyone wake me up&lt;/i&gt;?!" The routine was the same, only this time faster. Peed, brushed my teeth, washed my face &amp;amp; soap my body. By then it was 9.10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Grabbed my pants off the hook &amp;amp; the first shirt I spot in my wardrobe. Bun up my hair &amp;amp; ran for the door. Really, I was sick of this routine. Slipped on my slippers &amp;amp; prayed for the lift to come quick. Grandma's voice was faint..&lt;i&gt;"Ride safely, don't rush.."&lt;/i&gt; I was thinking, oh shit, not again, please don't let anyone spot my existence. At that moment, I wished I was invisible.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't even get to warm up the baby before I sped off leaving only the echo of my pipe in the carpark. Corner &lt;i&gt;baring, Selit sini, Selit sane&lt;/i&gt;. I was lucky I was alive. Not that I was in any danger. Just that I wasn't really that safe either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The door of the office wouldn't open. The &lt;i&gt;recept &lt;/i&gt;wasn't at her desk. &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;I sneaked in the back door, figuring of ways to hide the helmet. By the time I got pass the ladies and gents, I gave up. It was no use. If people wanted to see me, they would. I was small but not too small to be noticed. Yet again, another warning from a colleague about the number of times she has warned me, told me &amp;amp; emphasized to me. In this office, we has eyes &amp;amp; ears on the walls. News travel fast like wild fire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I fight back tears welling up in at the corner of my eyes. I was really sick of it. Really, really sick of it. One mistake &amp;amp; no one remembers who I am or what I did right. It wasn't fair. I was dead meat for this isn't the first time anymore..&lt;blockquote&gt;Imagine what would happen to me.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-138544527769462579?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/138544527769462579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=138544527769462579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/138544527769462579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/138544527769462579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/12/oh-shiat.html' title='Oh Shiat!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-3840702822568505423</id><published>2010-11-26T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T20:17:15.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ vs. Hate</title><content type='html'>We started out acquaintances.&lt;div&gt;Then moved on to being friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then after a while, became best friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I kind of loved him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kind of got used to having him around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But recently, he got me into a lot of trouble.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So much so I began to hate him, resent his existence even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had to put up with his mess after mess &amp;amp; it wasn't a nice feeling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Felt a lot of pressure &amp;amp; stress.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At the same time, running out of reasons or excuses to cover for him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing is, most people don't know him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He was like a secret lover and our relationship evolve to being love and hate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I began to realize, occasionally when he disappeared, I felt happy &amp;amp; relieved.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And when he finally returns, I hang my head &amp;amp; hunched my back.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just leave me, darling.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Just leave me.. Procrastination.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-3840702822568505423?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3840702822568505423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=3840702822568505423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3840702822568505423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3840702822568505423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/11/vs-hate.html' title='♥ vs. Hate'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-15270079450635883</id><published>2010-11-23T16:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T16:56:14.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't get it -_-"</title><content type='html'>I hate getting phone calls asking me to participate or get something.&lt;div&gt;Got a call today from American Home Assurance or something like that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't normally entertain these kind of calls &amp;amp; I definitely regret entertaining this one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She said that she would take up only a few minutes on the phone but I doubt it was JUST  a few minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe half an hour even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;There I was, this weak hearted girl trying to tell her that I wasn't interested in her insurance premium &amp;amp; there she was insisting I should get one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know that's her job and all &amp;amp; she's probably living on commission but seriously!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If someone's not interested, she isn't, so stop asking her to get that bloody insurance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was running out of ideas to reject &amp;amp; at the same time losing my patience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't even know why I bothered being courteous at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pfftt!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Office phone was ringing of the hook &amp;amp; I had to deal with a lot of pending stuffs by the time I put down the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-15270079450635883?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/15270079450635883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=15270079450635883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/15270079450635883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/15270079450635883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-dont-get-it.html' title='I don&apos;t get it -_-&quot;'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-6835431888460551325</id><published>2010-11-12T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T14:25:49.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF!</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;Argh&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;div&gt;Am grateful that it's Friday &amp;amp; I'm not working tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yay&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; I've got so many things planned for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleep, eat, watch tv, surf the net, play games, sleep, eat, watch tv.......&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know the drill!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I ♥ my job but it's the work that I hate.&lt;/span&gt; -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really feel like I need the break, take time off work and go somewhere where I can just relax and unwind. Really regret not listening to mom. Should have saved money from the start. Desperate times call for desperate measures. &amp;amp; This time, I need a holiday.&lt;blockquote&gt;Ohwells! Endure &lt;b&gt;Eka&lt;/b&gt;! Endure!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;amp; Now! Back to work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-6835431888460551325?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6835431888460551325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=6835431888460551325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6835431888460551325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6835431888460551325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/11/tgif.html' title='TGIF!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-2080849139327407131</id><published>2010-11-08T14:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T14:26:58.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Daddy tue already!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TNeXvZWofkI/AAAAAAAAB5o/tTh0juneUeA/s1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TNeXvZWofkI/AAAAAAAAB5o/tTh0juneUeA/s400/01.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537061107390774850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy 46th Daddy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;You're old already! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;May you have a long and satisfying life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Have a wonderful year with lots of blessings along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mwwah! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-2080849139327407131?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2080849139327407131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=2080849139327407131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2080849139327407131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2080849139327407131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/11/daddy-tue-already.html' title='Daddy tue already!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TNeXvZWofkI/AAAAAAAAB5o/tTh0juneUeA/s72-c/01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-5247501912132362862</id><published>2010-10-26T16:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T16:47:53.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mass update :)</title><content type='html'>Got bored on the weekends so did my nails to look like marble cakes.&lt;br /&gt;Not bad for a first timer. :)&lt;br /&gt;Quite happy with the result although they're a bit messy and I dropped black nail polish all over the floor in the process. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TMaSh-LViMI/AAAAAAAAB5g/kYUaeIefxmQ/s1600/nails.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TMaSh-LViMI/AAAAAAAAB5g/kYUaeIefxmQ/s400/nails.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532270304595118274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Paranormal Activity 2&lt;/span&gt; on Sunday with ♥, Ayul, Kak Suh &amp;amp; Fik. Nurfa &amp;amp; Mus already watched it and even after comments of the movie bringing chills to almost everyone, I just had to go and say yes to that boy when he asked. Well at least he did his part of accompanying me on the phone when I got home in return for accompanying him watch it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TMaSh7SgiXI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/ar7ninJsF6g/s1600/pa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 355px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TMaSh7SgiXI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/ar7ninJsF6g/s400/pa2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532270303819893106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oh! &amp;amp; It was Ijan's birthday last night.&lt;br /&gt;♥ asked if I could drop by after work and I did. I was, as usual, a bit late. Ayn was having her tuition anyways so we waited  a little more. Even went through books after books with that small boy, Indra. Kids! They grow up so fast. That first and last time we took him out he said&lt;blockquote&gt;"Phuck you, saddap, shoot!"&lt;/blockquote&gt; and now he's reading books like an MRT with occasional misreadings here and there. Awwww...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TMaShpz6_3I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/h-zLP4bCgVU/s1600/ijan.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TMaShpz6_3I/AAAAAAAAB5Q/h-zLP4bCgVU/s400/ijan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532270299128201074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Waiting for the clock to tick for one more hour before it's time for mommy to pick me up and head home.&lt;br /&gt;Planning to watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happiness in the Wind&lt;/span&gt;, have dinner, take a shower &amp;amp; off to bed! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yay&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-5247501912132362862?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5247501912132362862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=5247501912132362862' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5247501912132362862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5247501912132362862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/10/mass-update.html' title='Mass update :)'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TMaSh-LViMI/AAAAAAAAB5g/kYUaeIefxmQ/s72-c/nails.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8554191045268080384</id><published>2010-10-18T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T13:36:13.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Argh!</title><content type='html'>Been a month or so since I've last updated.&lt;br /&gt;Within that one whole month, things happened and changed.&lt;br /&gt;I'm experiencing mixed feelings but am too exhausted to sort them out.&lt;br /&gt;Wish I could close my eyes and fall asleep only to wake up on a brand new day when the birds are chirping and the skies are all bright &amp;amp; sunny.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, that would uber nice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went all over Singapore but I can't remember specific dates or events.&lt;br /&gt;Except maybe the chalet when the boys turn older and cycling.&lt;br /&gt;I guess I can't remember much after a week or two.&lt;br /&gt;Should take some brain booster or something.&lt;br /&gt;-_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8554191045268080384?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8554191045268080384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8554191045268080384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8554191045268080384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8554191045268080384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/10/argh.html' title='Argh!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8216195564388676166</id><published>2010-09-16T22:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T23:00:55.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy bum</title><content type='html'>Had wanted to change my blogskin but was somewhat lazy, so I opted out of it.&lt;div&gt;Am supposed to be sleeping right now but don't really feel like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wondering what is that boy doing right now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's been out since morning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've this question in my mind lately.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you know that you're truly in love with &lt;b&gt;The One&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't seem to get the answer for that &amp;amp; I thought I have the answers for EVERYTHING.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything lame &amp;amp; stupid should be more accurate I think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bahh&lt;/i&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Night night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Am going to think about it again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8216195564388676166?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8216195564388676166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8216195564388676166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8216195564388676166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8216195564388676166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/09/lazy-bum.html' title='Lazy bum'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-5932165253288857931</id><published>2010-09-12T02:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T02:52:57.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya; Day One</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TIvPh420Q9I/AAAAAAAAB5A/OpKcWfhbHIA/s1600/59371_1515736808099_1074824073_1465501_694667_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TIvPh420Q9I/AAAAAAAAB5A/OpKcWfhbHIA/s400/59371_1515736808099_1074824073_1465501_694667_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515730349750240210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We didn't go out much,  but I'm tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Very tired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Not sure why but prolly because of the running around &amp;amp; my cousins did while playing &lt;i&gt;baling selipa&lt;/i&gt;. It was fun, but tiring.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going off now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-5932165253288857931?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5932165253288857931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=5932165253288857931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5932165253288857931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5932165253288857931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya-day-one.html' title='Raya; Day One'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TIvPh420Q9I/AAAAAAAAB5A/OpKcWfhbHIA/s72-c/59371_1515736808099_1074824073_1465501_694667_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-7360376676096898277</id><published>2010-09-09T03:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T03:45:46.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost Raya</title><content type='html'>Today would be the last day everyone else fast.&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Raya &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;is around the corner but I still have chores to finish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Would be working half day today &amp;amp; hopefully, everything turns out okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Need to wash the toilet, bike, collect contact lenses, get a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Raya &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;bag, a watch and a last round of sweeping &amp;amp; mopping of my room floors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Prolly &lt;/i&gt;even have to help with the baking of cakes later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Relatives coming so I've got to finish up before they arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Anyhoos&lt;/i&gt;, a short shoutout to &lt;b&gt;Anna&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Happy 22nd birthday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm an idiot for wishing you late &amp;amp; I'm very sorry, love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Have a great year before you turn 23.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet up for &lt;i&gt;jalan raya&lt;/i&gt; ok?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all the muslims celebrating &lt;b&gt;Raya&lt;/b&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA, MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN. HALALKAN MAKAN MINUM SAYA OK?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nights! / Morning!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-7360376676096898277?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7360376676096898277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=7360376676096898277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7360376676096898277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7360376676096898277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/09/almost-raya.html' title='Almost Raya'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-7798913744518395554</id><published>2010-09-05T20:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T20:35:10.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wow whee~!</title><content type='html'>It has been quite a while since I've last updated.&lt;div&gt;Basically, everyone at home is trying to clean whatever they can within this one week left before Raya hits us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hearing naggings &amp;amp; arguments everyday that I sometimes forget the purpose of this Raya.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I mean, if everyone's going to argue a lot, what is the purpose of this occasion. Pfft!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I might as well not celebrate it &amp;amp; to be honest I'm not even looking forward to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhoos, it's still a good reason to clean my room, so here goes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Only left with the curtains, windows, bedsheets, fan, floor &amp;amp; hamsters' cages. Argh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Suddenly, the chores seem to grow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toodles!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-7798913744518395554?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7798913744518395554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=7798913744518395554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7798913744518395554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7798913744518395554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/09/wow-whee.html' title='Wow whee~!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-4352316940109117297</id><published>2010-08-12T15:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T15:52:38.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mumbo Jumbo</title><content type='html'>I'm not awesome with dates &amp;amp; all but I can definitely remember this took place over the weekends before puasa.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;That's kindda obvious right since today's only the 2nd day of puasa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoos..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TGOigZrvtrI/AAAAAAAAB44/C5LrqP3X_UQ/s1600/annaeka.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 384px; height: 255px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TGOigZrvtrI/AAAAAAAAB44/C5LrqP3X_UQ/s400/annaeka.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504421847110760114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Friday; Out with Anna to Cineleisure with the intention to watch Salt, but too bad it was filling fast &amp;amp; our seats would be separated. Definitely not worth forking out SGD 10 for it.So, we decided to eat at MacDee's and sit infront of 313 with no motive except to chit chat. In between the time we got there and go back, something funny happened. I saw a guy almost fell when he tripped on the escalators. I know it's not THAT funny cause it'd probably hurt a lot for him, but I can help and imagine. Ppiaaakkk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TGOigMsVynI/AAAAAAAAB4w/njBFzay5yKQ/s1600/wkend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TGOigMsVynI/AAAAAAAAB4w/njBFzay5yKQ/s400/wkend.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504421843623594610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Saturday; Had to come to work while most of the colleagues are at home sleeping or are on holidays. My family left me in SG for a day to go visit Aunt. No offense, it was nothing to lose cause it's only a day. Met up with Mimi to visit my ex manager / her current manager who has been admitted to CGH recently. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to Vivo to have late lunch &amp;amp; jalan². Nothing exciting really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TGOif4jP-AI/AAAAAAAAB4o/VQMRlOvw2ug/s1600/Picture+026-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 301px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TGOif4jP-AI/AAAAAAAAB4o/VQMRlOvw2ug/s400/Picture+026-tile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504421838216755202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sunday; Met up with BBG with the intention to go Sentosa &amp;amp; lepak but dear got up late and by the time we reached, it was already 10pm. Shucks! Soooo.. the next time we go Sentosa would prolly be after raya. :(&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, I can't wait for 6pm cause I want to go back.&lt;br /&gt;Lalalala!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-4352316940109117297?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4352316940109117297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=4352316940109117297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4352316940109117297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4352316940109117297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/08/mumbo-jumbo.html' title='Mumbo Jumbo'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TGOigZrvtrI/AAAAAAAAB44/C5LrqP3X_UQ/s72-c/annaeka.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-7001313860567027302</id><published>2010-08-09T21:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T21:33:03.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurt</title><content type='html'>I feel like crying.&lt;div&gt;I'm disappointed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At wasting my off day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not getting to watch the fireworks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything's seems to be my fault.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How you blame me for things when you've gotten what you wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That I have to work tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That it's night so soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;You know what, I think we should stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;You couldn't save me when I needed to be saved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;You couldn't help me when I needed help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'm tired of playing mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'courier new';"&gt;I'm tired of being depended on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-7001313860567027302?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7001313860567027302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=7001313860567027302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7001313860567027302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7001313860567027302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/08/hurt.html' title='Hurt'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8796352036210411754</id><published>2010-08-06T11:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T11:59:23.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The last Airbender</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TFuHnxB2EEI/AAAAAAAAB4g/SmhEq_wzjZs/s1600/Picture+224-tile.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 301px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TFuHnxB2EEI/AAAAAAAAB4g/SmhEq_wzjZs/s400/Picture+224-tile.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502140487008915522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So we went to watch the movie. It was more like the carton&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "The Legend of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aang&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;, still it was good. Waiting for part II next cause this movie ended hanging at the Water Nation. He'll have to master Earth &amp;amp; eventually Fire. Obviously I already know more or less what's about to happen next but I do want to find out how this one goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Anna &lt;/span&gt;tonight.&lt;br /&gt;Should we bike or train to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt;? :)&lt;br /&gt;It's been ages since we last met &amp;amp; chilled.&lt;br /&gt;Just the two of us anyways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am working tomorrow &amp;amp; I've planned what to do.&lt;br /&gt;Orders, billings &amp;amp; spring cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I won't be distracted by &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baking Life&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Millionaire City&lt;/span&gt;. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles! Off to lunch now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8796352036210411754?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8796352036210411754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8796352036210411754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8796352036210411754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8796352036210411754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/08/last-airbender.html' title='The last Airbender'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TFuHnxB2EEI/AAAAAAAAB4g/SmhEq_wzjZs/s72-c/Picture+224-tile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-1911175518109837989</id><published>2010-08-03T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T19:22:52.311+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Urgh!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TFf7Oo4eqGI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/hpgbeMdUsr0/s1600/Picture+197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TFf7Oo4eqGI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/hpgbeMdUsr0/s400/Picture+197.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5501141698767399010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can you see what I see?&lt;br /&gt;Spotted this in my sandwich when me &amp;amp; dear had dinner the other day.&lt;br /&gt;Of course, I put it aside &amp;amp; told the employee there.&lt;br /&gt;Had gotten the sandwich off the bill.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;All in all, it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Bonnie&amp;amp;Clyde*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-1911175518109837989?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1911175518109837989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=1911175518109837989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1911175518109837989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1911175518109837989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/08/urgh.html' title='Urgh!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TFf7Oo4eqGI/AAAAAAAAB4Y/hpgbeMdUsr0/s72-c/Picture+197.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-9025432297212014043</id><published>2010-08-02T03:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T04:00:20.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week</title><content type='html'>It's close to 4 am &amp;amp; I'm not asleep yet.&lt;div&gt;He'll prolly make a din after reading this, but I'll deal with that later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My batt's running low so I might as well make this a short and quick update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pay just got in but I'm not really that happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After calculating my finances this month, I've got not much left.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next month's going to be worst with Raya coming up &amp;amp; more $$ to part with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess, I should have doubled up on my overtime last month but I guess I didn't thought of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, work's a bitch so why would I want to stay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's another day &amp;amp; I'm already feeling the blue of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Crap.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-9025432297212014043?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/9025432297212014043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=9025432297212014043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/9025432297212014043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/9025432297212014043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/08/another-week.html' title='Another week'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-2736267827140255083</id><published>2010-07-22T10:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T11:05:41.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TEe0qEhdCoI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/QWO4PGDv8pg/s1600/wedding1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TEe0qEhdCoI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/QWO4PGDv8pg/s400/wedding1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496560505090542210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TEe0psiAGZI/AAAAAAAAB4I/qFtaSzdrRrc/s1600/wedding2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TEe0psiAGZI/AAAAAAAAB4I/qFtaSzdrRrc/s400/wedding2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496560498650388882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I like going to weddings and see people get married to live happily ever after, but I'll curse &amp;amp; swear after that, wondering when's my turn. Well, like mom said, &lt;blockquote&gt;"Yours a long way to go ok! I haven't save enough money yet."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kweng&lt;/span&gt;! Stop it ehk &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;minah kahwin²&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-2736267827140255083?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2736267827140255083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=2736267827140255083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2736267827140255083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2736267827140255083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/07/wedding.html' title='Wedding'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TEe0qEhdCoI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/QWO4PGDv8pg/s72-c/wedding1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-3284995693455811575</id><published>2010-07-17T19:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T20:07:04.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andatu.com</title><content type='html'>I've watched &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Andartu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/i&gt;for the second time. It's not that of a great show but there were some lessons that girls could definitely use in their lives. &amp;amp; I've figured out somethings as well. I mean, when I was younger, marriage seems so far away. At least after I turn 25, preferably 27? Given that period of time, I could definitely find the one &amp;amp; even save up for that future with him. I then fell in what seems like love &amp;amp; thought of marriage more than usual. That was the start of my transformation of being a &lt;i&gt;minah kahwin-kahwin&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With that guy, I was willing to work a little harder &amp;amp; save a little more, even bring myself to his level for what seems like a future together. Fortunately, it didn't last. I was exhausted and less than happy to be his mom rather than his gf. It was mutual but seeing each other at work might have not been the best idea after all. Seeing him date other girls pinched me a little even when I was dating another guy. It was funny but I can still say, I did love him, but maybe a little too much to the extent I could kill him. 'Love you to death' they say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then along comes this macho man, whom the few memories I've managed to pull out from inside my memory was how sexy his voice sounded back then to me and how I decided, within that few months that he will be the father of my kids. He was older than me and was very promising. Given a few years, I could see him earning big bucks and driving a big car. I could have settled down at twenty two. We rarely saw each other and eventually, after 6 or 7 months, stopped in total. I later found out there was a younger girl involved, not that I was that old, but maybe she was more appealing. I call her, my &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Madu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. We still keep in touch surprisingly but after the whole ordeal, I gave up and she walked away too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amongst the confusion &amp;amp; whatnots, I met another guy who was a friend of a friend of the latest ex. It seemed normal &amp;amp; okay to be friends with him. He didn't take advantage of his position even though he could have. &amp;amp; Was always smiling &amp;amp; laughing away. With him, it was a nothing serious, until the day he suggested the possibilities of being more than friends. I freaked out of course. In midst of the freaking out &amp;amp; being in denial, things got a little more complicated than I thought it would. He left for his overseas training for Brunei or Taiwan but by the time he got back, I was dating a younger guy. Well, we were only 11 days apart, but he insisted I acknowledge the difference in year of birth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That boy, was carefree &amp;amp; happy-go-lucky. It was easy to laugh, smile &amp;amp; cry with him. It was almost like he has been there all my life. Well, he has been there for most, but not always beside me. We went to the same high school &amp;amp; I've complained to him about stuffs but dating him was unexpected. Considering how nerdy I was in high school, he looked at me as a girl I am now &amp;amp; not back then. He was patient, caring, understanding &amp;amp; nothing close to ugly (eventhough I led him to believe so sometimes). He lifted my crushed spirits &amp;amp; sacrificed when it deems fit. It was the start of another new beginning &amp;amp; hopefully never ending. With him, I was at the extreme stage of &lt;i&gt;minah kahwin-kahwin.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I really think about it, I psycho myself into thinking it was important to get married. I made myself believe I wanted to settle down &amp;amp; have kids. I believed that every problem would end the moment we take our vows. Of course, being younger than me, he needed more time to gather his resources. &amp;amp; for a long time, I was heart broken. I was never patient &amp;amp; I've gotten almost everything I've wanted in a snap. Why was it so hard to get married? Shit happened and I stopped in my tracks. I began to wonder if I've made the right choices in life &amp;amp; if marriage was the right thing to do. I'm still young and  I wouldn't want to trade my youth with years of slavery, cleaning after kids' asses and meal makings. I should really take my time for something so serious. I have to live with it until the day I die, so why not right?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess watching &lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Andartu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;taught me that it was okay to take my time too. Why get married if I have to settle down for something lesser than I've wanted? Why settle down with someone I'm not confident is the right one? It was even okay to be an &lt;i&gt;anak dare tue&lt;/i&gt;. In the modern times, I've seen women wait a little longer before taking the vow. Yes, it would be weird to be 30 years old &amp;amp; my kid is only 2, but it was okay. I would have been more ready then than now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-3284995693455811575?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/3284995693455811575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=3284995693455811575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3284995693455811575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/3284995693455811575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/07/andatucom.html' title='Andatu.com'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-5199586729906069760</id><published>2010-07-14T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-14T01:34:47.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's just emotions taken me over.</title><content type='html'>I was rearranging the stuffs in my room cause yesterday marks the end of World cup &amp;amp; mom took back her tv from my room. I didn't mind cause I won't be home that often to watch tv anyways. There was something wrong with mine so we sold it off to the &lt;i&gt;guni&lt;/i&gt; man. As I was clearing away the boxes and whatnots, I noticed the box I used to keep old memories just so I could occasionally open it up &amp;amp; remember how I became who I am today. Came across an old print out regarding something that happened last year July. Obviously I was a bit agitated. The fact that I even got affected by it was somewhat surprising. How can something that happened a year back do anything to me? Still, I turned sour. That sucks. A lot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yes, you can make me want to cry, laugh &amp;amp; scream all at the same time. You are indeed unique.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000099;"&gt;Fidee,Imissyou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-5199586729906069760?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5199586729906069760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=5199586729906069760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5199586729906069760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5199586729906069760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-just-emotions-taken-me-over.html' title='It&apos;s just emotions taken me over.'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-4838413105553091765</id><published>2010-07-09T09:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T10:22:05.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna &amp; me</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TDZ6vKfuhDI/AAAAAAAAB4A/RUE5cBTJJlw/s1600/Picture+139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TDZ6vKfuhDI/AAAAAAAAB4A/RUE5cBTJJlw/s200/Picture+139.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491711746314765362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It has been a while since we last met. Nothing much changed &amp;amp; we were still ourselves. The only differences were prolly the things that happened to us in between. I've missed her a lot. I've missed the times we went out shopping or just sitting &amp;amp; chit chatting. She's extremely patient &amp;amp; doesn't interrupt me when I talk, knowing how much I don't like it when someone else does it. We met up with the boys to have lunch, shop &amp;amp; coffee at Bugis. Awesome, darn awesome. My feet hurt but I don't really care. I was determined to make up for lost times, but got disappointed cause it was harder to follow the list rather then just impulsively buy things. I like impulsive buying better. It's more fun &amp;amp; more exciting, eventhough it's going to leave my pockets burning. Shall go out again soon, but this time, let's leave the boys out of the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/s. I think I like girlfriends better than boyfriends (well, on second thought, only Anna)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-4838413105553091765?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4838413105553091765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=4838413105553091765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4838413105553091765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4838413105553091765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/07/anna-me.html' title='Anna &amp; me'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TDZ6vKfuhDI/AAAAAAAAB4A/RUE5cBTJJlw/s72-c/Picture+139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-1489241015001980462</id><published>2010-07-09T09:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T09:15:39.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBG♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TDZ2wRo--jI/AAAAAAAAB3w/U3iHQCPpdK4/s1600/bbgk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TDZ2wRo--jI/AAAAAAAAB3w/U3iHQCPpdK4/s400/bbgk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491707367365999154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Other snapshots of BBG.&lt;br /&gt;I notice we've been karaoke-ing a lot nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a boy next to them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;AB: What would you do, if I told you I was lesbian?&lt;br /&gt;SR: I'd be very sad.&lt;br /&gt;AB: Can we still be friends?&lt;br /&gt;SR: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-1489241015001980462?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1489241015001980462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=1489241015001980462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1489241015001980462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1489241015001980462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/07/bbg.html' title='BBG♥'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TDZ2wRo--jI/AAAAAAAAB3w/U3iHQCPpdK4/s72-c/bbgk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-4695761449134302497</id><published>2010-07-08T20:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T20:12:57.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;That day when we decided to spontaneously meet &amp;amp; watch &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A-Team&lt;/span&gt; together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kekek siol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure we both had a good time catching up &amp;amp; gossiping. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TDXALJc5uJI/AAAAAAAAB3o/3Ji44tz_eCk/s1600/di.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TDXALJc5uJI/AAAAAAAAB3o/3Ji44tz_eCk/s400/di.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491506618396424338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to meet the boys after work while they played pool.&lt;br /&gt;Had supper afterward.&lt;br /&gt;That boy was cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A HUNGRY boy is an ANGRY boy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TDXAKveH44I/AAAAAAAAB3g/_iWottUbPDQ/s1600/bbg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TDXAKveH44I/AAAAAAAAB3g/_iWottUbPDQ/s400/bbg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491506611422225282" 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/12007163-4695761449134302497?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4695761449134302497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=4695761449134302497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4695761449134302497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4695761449134302497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/07/overdue.html' title='Overdue'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TDXALJc5uJI/AAAAAAAAB3o/3Ji44tz_eCk/s72-c/di.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-337712240151619039</id><published>2010-07-05T01:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-05T01:46:17.909+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's not you, it's me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I wish I was stronger than this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;I wish I was more independent that this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I wish I could just let it all go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;When did I turned so vulnerable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Where did all that confidence go?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;How did I change so easily?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;What did I do so wrong?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;Why am I so affected?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#CC0000;"&gt;&amp;amp; Who should I blame this for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was nothing sinful, it was nothing big, but why in the world did I get so emotional over it? It's not like I didn't know this was bound to happen. It's not like everything's going to be perfect forever. I just feel upset over something small &amp;amp; that is not like me. Did I care too much? Why am I am keeping my distant from him? It has been so long since I felt like this. Why did I feel so hurt when he didn't hurt me intentionally. Was it even worth getting hurt over her who's nothing. Nothing at all, or so he claims. Can't I just be that idiot in Korean dramas who believed everything people say. Absorb &amp;amp; believe. I reckon it's my hormones, but what happens if it's not? The last time I felt emotional was when I sang &lt;i&gt;Ariq&lt;/i&gt;, but that's understandable cause the point of the song was to feel emotional, empathy&amp;amp; sympathy. This one, doesn't have a point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'd prolly forget it in a few days time. Maybe tomorrow even.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I should just go to bed &amp;amp; when I wake up, this never happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Stop it, &lt;i&gt;Eka&lt;/i&gt;. It's just your imagination. It was nothing wrong to begin with.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-337712240151619039?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/337712240151619039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=337712240151619039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/337712240151619039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/337712240151619039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-not-you-its-me.html' title='It&apos;s not you, it&apos;s me'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-1985808016677992833</id><published>2010-06-24T14:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T14:56:20.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andai aku pandai menyanyi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TCL_KzyjlgI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/uD1w_aVFXpc/s1600/page.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TCL_KzyjlgI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/uD1w_aVFXpc/s400/page.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486227857256715778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was a good night. As usual, full of laughter and crap talk. At this point of time, I wonder, how well do I know them &amp;amp; how well do they know me. Can they figure out what I'm thinking by the look on my face? Whether or not I'm smiling with sincerity or full of sarcasm? I didn't ponder on it too long though. Just let it slide after a while. Anyways, karaoke was great especially since it was free. Well, kind of. We had to pay for the expensive drinks though. I even fell asleep after laughing too much &amp;amp; only woke up to the last few songs before leaving for supper. We saw &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yazid pakai lampin&lt;/span&gt;' Ashmi&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; that &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dolmat &lt;/span&gt;Haizad from '2x5 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dol&lt;/span&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;. I melted for about 3 seconds before someone interrupts saying he saw a girl's panties. Thanks &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ehk&lt;/span&gt;! I shall stop here cause the next few events were pain staking. All I can say was, it's such a pity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-1985808016677992833?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/1985808016677992833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=1985808016677992833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1985808016677992833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/1985808016677992833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/andai-aku-pandai-menyanyi.html' title='Andai aku pandai menyanyi'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TCL_KzyjlgI/AAAAAAAAB3Y/uD1w_aVFXpc/s72-c/page.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-4093994791711328478</id><published>2010-06-22T17:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T17:50:13.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TCCHGLgy1vI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/3vOg86gNuXE/s1600/marina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TCCHGLgy1vI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/3vOg86gNuXE/s320/marina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485532886376568562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's almost the end of the month &amp;amp; as usual, we are dry.&lt;br /&gt;It was just a random idea &amp;amp; he went along with it.&lt;br /&gt;Something we didn't really try before, but it was good.&lt;br /&gt;Who knows, we would bring other couples along the next time.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-4093994791711328478?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/4093994791711328478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=4093994791711328478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4093994791711328478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/4093994791711328478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/night-picnic.html' title='Night picnic'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TCCHGLgy1vI/AAAAAAAAB3Q/3vOg86gNuXE/s72-c/marina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-6160566954230790387</id><published>2010-06-18T18:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T18:29:48.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo!</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;Of course I was back from Genting since Monday but I was 'bus' lag &amp;amp; had too much to catch up with at work. It was awesome &amp;amp; I'm thinking of going again next year when Yoora finishes her exams. We'll see how things goes since I'm always semangat semninit. Anyways! TGIF! Even though I have to work tomorrow. Orang gile je keje on Saturdays. :) Obviously pictures are on FB since I'm too lazy to upload too many times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TBtKfUlEMsI/AAAAAAAAB3I/00_OSdZYq5c/s1600/genting01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TBtKfUlEMsI/AAAAAAAAB3I/00_OSdZYq5c/s320/genting01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484058873214284482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off to meet sweet ♥ &amp;amp; have sweet dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-6160566954230790387?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6160566954230790387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=6160566954230790387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6160566954230790387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6160566954230790387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/TBtKfUlEMsI/AAAAAAAAB3I/00_OSdZYq5c/s72-c/genting01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-31073518269460280</id><published>2010-06-11T20:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T20:20:19.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TOODLES!</title><content type='html'>I'll be back Singapore, Welcome me Genting.&lt;br /&gt;Going away during the weekends and be back on Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Just a short, short holiday.&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, it's still a holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Spark, behave. Thank you.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I'll update away when I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;Xoxo,&lt;br /&gt;You know you ♥ me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-31073518269460280?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/31073518269460280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=31073518269460280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/31073518269460280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/31073518269460280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/toodles.html' title='TOODLES!'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-6812226021057865501</id><published>2010-06-01T19:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T20:06:20.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired to death</title><content type='html'>I'm really sick &amp;amp; tired of printing labels.&lt;br /&gt;To think I have to hand all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;500 &lt;/span&gt;pieces tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;I'm only at 275 with another 225 pieces to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind that, I had wanted to eat at&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Ramen Ten&lt;/span&gt; but mom said grams already cooked dinner.&lt;br /&gt;What a luck.&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, tomorrow I'd be lucky enough and the boy would read this entry and be generous enough to bring me to Ramen Ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of all that, I miss &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;Anna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;It's been a while since we last met to catch up.&lt;br /&gt;Wonder when's the next meet up would be. *&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;hinthint&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;Payday came &amp;amp; left &amp;amp; we still have not decided on a date.&lt;br /&gt;Having a bike license would be redundant right now if I don't meet her often.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, one of the reasons for taking the bike license &amp;amp; getting a bike besides transportation to and fro work would be meeting old friends to tighten bondings.&lt;br /&gt;It's not working right now.&lt;br /&gt;I'm still far apart with Anna even though we practically live a few stops away.&lt;br /&gt;What is wrong with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 8pm.&lt;br /&gt;I wish I can finish all the printing by 8.30.&lt;br /&gt;The printer needs a break to cool down.&lt;br /&gt;Please cool down faster so that I can leave sooner, thank you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodles.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-6812226021057865501?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/6812226021057865501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=6812226021057865501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6812226021057865501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/6812226021057865501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/tired-to-death.html' title='Tired to death'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-790812592287500017</id><published>2010-06-01T01:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T01:27:22.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Long weekends</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;At least I'm feeling better &amp;amp; I'm back at work. Mom got me a Toscano bag &amp;amp; I'm aiming at their purse next. Yes, I love purses more than bags and I change my purses more often than an average girl. Nothing much happened over the weekends though. Same old, same old. Well, except some punk stole my bike mirrors. I don't know what fetish he had or how desperate he was for bike mirrors, but they were missing this morning when I wanted to leave for work. What a way to start the week right? Of course I cursed that he'll never be safe riding as long as he has my mirrors on. Still, it pissed me off knowing that my neighbourhood was not that safe. Other than that, I've got countless billings to finish off at work and Vicki is back from her leave to chase me for them. Hope this week turns out good. Oh&amp;amp; I pierced my tongue again. Some random decision I made while having fever I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Good night!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-790812592287500017?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/790812592287500017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=790812592287500017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/790812592287500017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/790812592287500017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/06/long-weekends.html' title='Long weekends'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-2030027549781155405</id><published>2010-05-26T16:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T16:21:21.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unwell</title><content type='html'>I'm sick since Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;Fever keeps going up and down.&lt;br /&gt;My nose is like a loose pipe.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;My throat feels like a sawchain.&lt;br /&gt;Got 2 days MC but I'm still deciding if I should go to work or not.&lt;br /&gt;It's a long weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Something might cock up next Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-2030027549781155405?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/2030027549781155405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=2030027549781155405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2030027549781155405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/2030027549781155405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/05/unwell.html' title='Unwell'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-7198070682547465749</id><published>2010-05-20T19:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T19:16:24.426+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bikes'/><title type='text'>Marriage is like Riding a bike</title><content type='html'>You go up &amp;amp; down humps, fall here &amp;amp; there and maybe even bleed a little. You stick together in rain or shine, laughing it off or swearing it away. Modify a little to make it better &amp;amp; cooler, nevermind the fact it's COE has been renewed 4 times. &amp;amp; Most of all, marriage is like riding a bike because, when you ride separately. It's like sleeping on different beds. You grow apart &amp;amp; left without a reason to hug each other anymore. You'll see him infront or behind, but rarely beside you. Your pace differs and soon either one falls behind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I'm riding both bikes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-7198070682547465749?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/7198070682547465749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=7198070682547465749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7198070682547465749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/7198070682547465749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/05/marriage-is-like-riding-bike.html' title='Marriage is like Riding a bike'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-5606380717045662074</id><published>2010-05-19T16:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T16:43:56.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;I remembered asking,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;If I take his chance away, can they guarantee the rest would live a long life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);font-size:100%;" &gt;&amp;amp; Now, I'm wishing they would. Else, this sacrifice would be a meaningless one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-5606380717045662074?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/5606380717045662074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=5606380717045662074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5606380717045662074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/5606380717045662074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/05/damn.html' title='Damn.'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12007163.post-8557123374828579856</id><published>2010-05-18T17:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T17:32:28.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's raining, it's pouring.</title><content type='html'>&amp;amp; I was just thinking of skinny dipping.&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, another day maybe.&lt;br /&gt;Today, I shall finish my billings and outstanding work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks before May ends = Two weeks before payday.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I even counting my payday?&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm broke so soon.&lt;br /&gt;Wish the sun and moon would set sooner and in a blink of an eye, it's end of month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I wish. Very hard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12007163-8557123374828579856?l=nratkh.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/feeds/8557123374828579856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12007163&amp;postID=8557123374828579856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8557123374828579856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12007163/posts/default/8557123374828579856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nratkh.blogspot.com/2010/05/its-raining-its-pouring.html' title='It&apos;s raining, it&apos;s pouring.'/><author><name>Atique.D</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_X2NHEq_k44U/Spx-7dUrJWI/AAAAAAAABwE/udZJAc2wOY8/S220/DSC04534+cropped.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
