<?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-12341421</id><updated>2012-01-11T18:05:17.930+08:00</updated><category term='Not At Home'/><category term='Special Messages'/><category term='Music Is Life'/><category term='Tickled Tastebuds'/><category term='Special Events'/><category term='Simple Joys'/><category term='Couch Potatoness'/><category term='Nerd Alert'/><category term='Game Addictions'/><category term='Life Experiences'/><category term='F*rk On Roads'/><category term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><category term='BlogThings'/><category term='Movie Fix'/><category term='Food for Thought'/><category term='Results of Boredom'/><title type='text'>The Crazy Monkey</title><subtitle type='html'>am i supposed to put some sort of description here?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-7152234273267714410</id><published>2012-01-01T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T18:05:17.943+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2012!!!</title><content type='html'>This year's new year countdown was kinda sad... We were both on our way home from South Africa and was probably somewhere around the indian ocean... So all we had was a notice on the on screen display where we get to watch movies on that said "It is now midnight in Kuala Lumpur. Happy New Year!"... And that was it... How sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to end this post... This year's new year's resolution is to make no new year's resolution! Yay! Let's see if this approach works... Apparently this is one way of trying to reverse psycho myself. Ok... That's all... Happy New Year!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-7152234273267714410?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/7152234273267714410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=7152234273267714410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7152234273267714410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7152234273267714410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2012/01/happy-new-year-2012.html' title='Happy New Year 2012!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-6269944843159431427</id><published>2011-12-13T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T00:56:47.807+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing 123</title><content type='html'>Testing testing blogpress app lalala- Posted using BlogPress from my iPad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-6269944843159431427?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/6269944843159431427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=6269944843159431427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6269944843159431427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6269944843159431427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2012/01/testing-123.html' title='Testing 123'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-6546209888292797923</id><published>2011-10-25T20:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T20:04:57.422+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><title type='text'>Random Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>Hmm I actually kinda like this new Blogger Dynamic Views. But I can't attach gadgets to it yet... soooo tempted to revert back to the classic view where you can put whatever rubbish around your blog posts. Ah well... Better not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Diwali... Holiday yeay! Wish mummy was here and we can cook rice and curry &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;*imitate Azmarea here*&lt;/span&gt; for lunch... Not sure what I plan to do tomorrow... Maybe work... ergh... maybe not... Oh that reminds me... Mental Note: Book flight for trip back home during Hari Raya Haji holiday weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough randomness just to fill pages...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-6546209888292797923?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/6546209888292797923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=6546209888292797923&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6546209888292797923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6546209888292797923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2011/10/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-1733511914477702821</id><published>2011-10-24T22:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:26:41.250+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><title type='text'>I just realised that...</title><content type='html'>I have not updated anything about what I'm up to. I'm now no longer working for Stansfield College as their Software Engineer. I'm still in Singapore though. Doing something I kinda enjoy compared to when I was at Stansfield. Web Applications Development. Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, I still feel that I am underpaid and overworked. Gonna stick around for a bit before I start looking for something that can actually make me say... I'm doing what I love and get paid well for it! I miss Cubinet... but then again... I hear so many people left Cubinet... so sad... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today... Write bit by bit... hopefully I'll update more... Wheeeeee... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-1733511914477702821?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/1733511914477702821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=1733511914477702821&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/1733511914477702821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/1733511914477702821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2011/10/i-just-realised-that.html' title='I just realised that...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><georss:featurename>1004 Toa Payoh N, Singapore 318995</georss:featurename><georss:point>1.343109 103.84728</georss:point><georss:box>1.3391405 103.8423445 1.3470775000000001 103.8522155</georss:box></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-8181116077671148463</id><published>2011-10-23T18:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T18:46:37.484+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><title type='text'>Hi there, remember me?</title><content type='html'>Yeah... I know it has been eons since I last updated my blog. I know in my New Year's Resolutions states that I will blog more. I guess I'm not good at keeping Resolutions. Ah well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... What brings me here? Writing out of the blue... I was actually browsing around blogger and thought that I should really blog again. Then I came across the new blogger interface and thought "Oh No... Aunty Ann is going to freak when she sees how different the interface is now" and also thinking about Aunty Jim asking me to teach her on how to start a blog... This is going to be difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that? Nothing much. Just thought I write something now... and try to push myself to write more. Not sure if I still have readers but this is supposed to be my space to write my thoughts so... bleh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will write more... Will write more... Will write more...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-8181116077671148463?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/8181116077671148463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=8181116077671148463&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8181116077671148463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8181116077671148463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2011/10/hi-there-remember-me-yeah.html' title='Hi there, remember me?'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-6928467379216132863</id><published>2011-01-11T09:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T18:46:56.471+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><title type='text'>I hate this feeling...</title><content type='html'>... of being stuck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A monkey should not feel stuck... She should feel the freedom of having to jump from one branch to another... Curiously playing around in dangerous areas... Cheekily pulling the tail of tiger cubs... Happily lazing around the sun and snacking on juicy bananas... hahahaha... Yes... I'm at the utmost point of boredom and there isn't any cardboard boxes to create arsenals with. I don't even have my own PC at work to do anything with... Just a blank PC with MS Office and IE... The horror... How could anyone survive with just the basics installed on their computers... Ah well... It shouldn't be long now I guess... Till then... I'm super duper ultimate bored...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TSu6VfHPFrI/AAAAAAAAA0w/E03AuCrh6IE/s1600/bored.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TSu6VfHPFrI/AAAAAAAAA0w/E03AuCrh6IE/s320/bored.jpg" width="320" /&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/12341421-6928467379216132863?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/6928467379216132863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=6928467379216132863&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6928467379216132863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6928467379216132863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2011/01/i-hate-this-feeling.html' title='I hate this feeling...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TSu6VfHPFrI/AAAAAAAAA0w/E03AuCrh6IE/s72-c/bored.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-2404706313275969203</id><published>2011-01-01T00:01:00.053+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T18:55:45.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><title type='text'>Happy New Year!!! Goodbye 2010...</title><content type='html'>Another year has passed... how time flies it's amazing. I'm older... that sucks... I'm thinking of limiting the exposure of my blog by stopping the imports from facebook. At least I won't feel the limitations of what I might write or post in here anymore. I used to not care. But looking at how crazy and damaging facebook can be, I guess its better. Only those who know me well enough might end up here and read what I have to say out of boredom or curiosity. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;*hahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So that's my first thing to do for 2011!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now it is time for some reflections... Let's see... The biggest change in my life in 2010 was my environment. A huge change I must say. From the comforts of having the perfect job in the world at Cubinet, I am now in Singapore. Strange people, strange environment, strange job. I feel like an alien exploring another planet sometimes. But nevertheless, I have made some really good friends, be closer than ever to the one I love but with a huge price to pay too. I miss having to sit and laze around with my mum or having some lepak and baking sessions with Fazreen. I can't regret what I have chosen because now I appreciate my family and the friends I left behind and am able to grow even more. I guess it is somewhat bittersweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolutions? I think resolutions are impossible to keep! But essential to what must be done in a way. Goals are good. So here's my 2011 New Year Resolutions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Lose weight!&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;*yet again... LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise More! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;*again... hahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Save More! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;*sigh... again and again...*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find work life balance! This is new as I had it back at Cubinet...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;I guess for now... Those are the things that matter most... As for the little things that I wish to do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt; Scrap 1 mini album layout a week! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;*how to save like this? hahahaha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Take 1 good and memorable photo a week! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;*my camera is under-utilised that's why!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start on Azamarea's Elephant parade scrapbook! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;*pending photos from akak!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blog more!&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Since I'm currently in some sort of a transition... I wish I could start on my goals and move on forward as soon as I can... but right now... I feel STUCK!!! So I hope 2011 will bring me better luck and hopefully this time I can keep my resolutions! &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;*Muah aH aHa HahaHA ahAH AH aH aa*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-2404706313275969203?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/2404706313275969203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=2404706313275969203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/2404706313275969203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/2404706313275969203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2011/01/happy-new-year-goodbye-2010.html' title='Happy New Year!!! Goodbye 2010...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-8384512268986078455</id><published>2010-11-28T17:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T18:47:25.909+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><title type='text'>Lazy Sunday…</title><content type='html'>There isn’t really much to write today… Just a few accounts of what I’d like to share… Yesterday the people at the office gave us all an ‘off’ day… Celebrating some sort of achievement… So what did we do? Liah planned some sort of photo shoot that involved watercolour in a public park… &lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Hahaha… Liah is a photographer and thought that taking photos of a couple and some kids with their mum sounded like a great idea… So we became one of the victims!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We were told to dress in white… So Wilson and I went to the new NEX MALL just 10 minutes from our house to find some cheap white shirts to wear &lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*obviously watercolour did not seem to sound clean*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;… We thought of walking around the new mall but it seemed as though we only managed to view 1% of the whole place! It’s super huge! Anyways… getting our shirts from Giordano at 7 dollars a piece and grabbing lunch at the Broasters Chicken or something… we then made our way to the scene… I will share more of this with you when the pictures are done!&lt;br /&gt;Wilson went off for a family vacation today to Cameron… I’m left here all alone on a lazy Sunday… Woke up late… Lazed around in front of the TV watching cartoons… Had Koko Krunch for breakfast and went down to buy more of those bamboo poles Singaporeans use to hang their clothes with… &lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*I still find it super scary trying to stick it into the holes outside the window!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing typical chores like mopping the floor… laundry… trying to get rid of the paint stains from yesterday… Getting kinda bored I then decided to try to cook rice with the brand new microwave Aunty Su gave us as a house warming present… With the plastic “casserole” rice cooker meant for the microwave that mummy managed to get for free from the sales person… I poured some rice that was purchased yesterday because Istinah told me… &lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;“Rumah tak boleh putus… Garam, Beras, Minyak!”&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*meaning… the house cannot be out off salt, rice and oil*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;… Washed the rice like how it was done in Cooking Mama &lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Better than Mama!… Hahahaha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Stick the whole thing in the microwave… Turned the dial to “Casserole Rice” and pressed Start! after a few minutes… the microwave told me to STIR RICE… so I did… 15 minutes later…and Viola! Rice! Perfectly Done! Wooo Hooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TPIkewOOFLI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/ZND7h6Wq6QQ/s1600-h/rice%5B8%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="rice" border="0" height="307" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TPIkiRrh7LI/AAAAAAAAAtU/6Ab4Eb2fnUA/rice_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="rice" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what do I eat it with? Hmmm… I found a can of sardines that I bought together with the rice… and grabbed an egg… I wished I had bought some onions and cucumbers… but I’m not picky… The end result?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TPIkohQ3zUI/AAAAAAAAAtY/s4wEyowF_lI/s1600-h/sardines%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="sardines" border="0" height="318" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TPIkqS50vBI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Ra4xXgrraC0/sardines_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="sardines" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TPIkz724TeI/AAAAAAAAAtg/bmgl3uhSNcg/s1600-h/dinner%5B9%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="dinner" border="0" height="307" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TPIk3ItK7xI/AAAAAAAAAtk/ZgbWGRvi1RM/dinner_thumb%5B7%5D.jpg?imgmax=800" style="background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; border-left: 0px; border-right: 0px; border-top: 0px; display: block; float: none; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="dinner" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not bad eh? Dinner Time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-8384512268986078455?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/8384512268986078455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=8384512268986078455&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8384512268986078455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8384512268986078455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2010/11/lazy-sunday.html' title='Lazy Sunday…'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TPIkiRrh7LI/AAAAAAAAAtU/6Ab4Eb2fnUA/s72-c/rice_thumb%5B6%5D.jpg?imgmax=800' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-3162434685094117011</id><published>2010-11-23T12:28:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T18:47:44.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><title type='text'>Thank you Mummy, Aunty Su &amp; Fazreen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Last weekend was quite a hectic one… It started early when I woke up light-headed and dizzy on Friday and found myself with high blood pressure… 150/100… The doc gave me 2 days MC to rest up and bring it down not before scolding me.&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*sheesh*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I’m supposed to come back and see him to check it again… &lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*bleh…*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mummy, Aunty Su and Fazreen drove down from KL on Thursday to visit our new home for the weekend and bring down more my stuff… We had a fun dinner at East Coast Food Village with Istinah and Hans… Chicken Wings, Kerang and Sambal Stingray! Yum!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;So the whole of Friday… Mummy and Fazreen went off for a meeting while Aunty Su went shopping… I spent the whole day lazing around and resting while trying to clear up the mess we made unloading the car which was filled with a quarter of my room back in KL. Mostly beddings, scrap stuff and electronics… I got my Taylor, TV and Wii!!! Yeay! The night itself Sayang came and went to treat us good Japanese BBQ Wagyu dinner… Thank you Sayang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;On Saturday all of us woke up late… The 3 of us shared our queen sized bed &lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*luckily we’re all still sleepers… hahaha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while Mummy and Aunty Su slept in the second room which has a single bed and a pull-out underneath… The plan then was to spend a day in IKEA to find things to furnish the house… Wilson and I were only there to tag along and carry stuff… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It was really fun to watch Mummy and Aunty Su imagining things to decorate our house with and arguing about what matches and what goes where… of course the first thing Mummy did say when she entered the house was… &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #008040;"&gt;“What ugly curtains and white bright lights!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; So those are the first few things they rushed to change… Our house now has a nice plant, a pretty purple carpet and OMG shocking pink cushions!, nice warm lightings, mirrors &lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Fazreen was super excited about this one… I wonder why… hahaha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a can opener &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*hahaha… Aunty Su bought canned condensed milk and we had nothing to open it with… so that is the first thing she grabbed after taking the trolley!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; and a couple of shoe cabinets…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After IKEA &lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*of course we had chicken wings and meatballs for a late lunch there… hehehe… akak dun jeles…*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We drove down to Lucky Plaza to get a few things… not knowing the plan Aunty Su went off to get me a brand new microwave oven from TANGS as a house warming present and Mummy went to ION to get a Nespresso coffee machine… &lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Mummy can’t stand drinking our 3-in-1s… hahaha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Thank you thank you for everything!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;After unloading all our purchases from the car back to the flat… we started fixing curtains, cabinets and tidying stuff… rearranging and decorating… Istinah and Hans came over bringing us a nice treat! Tulang Kambing and Kuey Teow Goreng from Beach Road!!! Woo hoo!! &lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Akak… dun jeles again!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; After having our fill and lazing around… Hans manage to find the cable to plug into the antenna… I have no idea where on earth he manage to find these things in the house… I now has TV Channels! Yeay! Thank you Hans! Thank you Istinah for the treat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TOtHhXhvl9I/AAAAAAAAAtA/-BlW6fW7Nlk/s1600/dinner.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TOtHhXhvl9I/AAAAAAAAAtA/-BlW6fW7Nlk/s320/dinner.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TOtIHkCJioI/AAAAAAAAAtE/oS5fRjKkElI/s1600/mummy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TOtIHkCJioI/AAAAAAAAAtE/oS5fRjKkElI/s320/mummy.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Sunday came… So sad… we spent the whole day lazing around in the house… admiring and adding the finishing touches to the now newly decorated home. Aunty Su and Fazreen reorganised my kitchen… And besides the mess behind the sofa full of my scrap stuff… and my room which is still a mess… the house is now finally a home! I wished I took before photos to compare with the after… With all the changes made it was really a transformation! I felt as though I was visited by those reality shows that transform houses… with Aunty Su and Mummy being the show’s host and ID of course!&lt;span style="color: #e69138;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Hahahaha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We all had dinner at Samy’s Curry House somewhere at Dempsey Road… I think it was the most spiciest thing I had ever tasted! Crazy… It was then… Time to say bye bye…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TOtDz9pxE_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/FToqkOW8IgE/s1600/home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TOtDz9pxE_I/AAAAAAAAAs8/FToqkOW8IgE/s320/home.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TOtIUPgWt-I/AAAAAAAAAtI/DJn0craJ4o8/s1600/home2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TOtIUPgWt-I/AAAAAAAAAtI/DJn0craJ4o8/s320/home2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I don’t think I can ever thank all of you enough… Mummy, Aunty Su, Fazreen, Istinah, Hans and of course my sayang… I’m really lucky and I feel really blessed to have all of you in my life. Thank you so much for doing all this for me… I really wish you all could stay longer… Please come again! I promise to keep the house as how you intended it to be ok? &lt;span style="color: #e69138; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*I’ll try my hardest at least! Hehehe…*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I love you! Miss you so much!&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/12341421-3162434685094117011?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/3162434685094117011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=3162434685094117011&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/3162434685094117011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/3162434685094117011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2010/11/thank-you-mummy-aunty-su-fazreen.html' title='Thank you Mummy, Aunty Su &amp;amp; Fazreen!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/TOtHhXhvl9I/AAAAAAAAAtA/-BlW6fW7Nlk/s72-c/dinner.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-3205789941414103622</id><published>2010-11-17T15:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T18:48:45.570+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tickled Tastebuds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Fix'/><title type='text'>Double Date with Husband &amp; Wife! Haha…</title><content type='html'>Looks like I’ll be writing more on this blog… Seems like I have the knack of writing more when I’m in a comfy zone… &lt;span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*My new home! Woohoo!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Maybe it’s because I’m more bored… We’ll see hehe…&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Istinah and I were literally watching the clock as time passes while we were at work… Not because there’s no work… But both of us were excited about our nicely planned outing for the night! &lt;span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*hahaha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;… It wasn’t anything much of a plan… Just a nice night of super good food and a movie…&lt;br /&gt;As the clock struck 7pm on the dot… Hans and Istinah made her way to pick me up from work to get ourselves a generous takeaway of “Tulang Kambing” (mutton bones) and “Air Tebu” (sugarcane drink). Wilson was already on his way home as I asked him to get us a loaf of white bread… &lt;span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Istinah and I had an argument on what is loaf in malay… sebantal vs sebuku… google says both is correct… cheh! hahaha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we were all back home… we feasted on the best ever tulang kambing I have ever had! It was kinda weird for me at first because it being super red in colouring… I thought it would be super spicy… apparently it was just nice… &lt;span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Yum Yum Yum! Akak… when you come visit us we go tarpau okok? Don’t jealous! hehe*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Filled with yummy mutton and bone marrow… all of us then jumped into bed for a nice cuddly rest… &lt;span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*imagine 4 people on a queen sized bed… hahaha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 11… we then made our way to Golden Village at Great World City to watch “RED”… &lt;span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*it was kinda funny to watch ourselves feeding each other… hahaha… Istinah on my left feeding me popcorn… Wilson on my right feeding me nachos… while I fed the both of them… kakaka*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The show was excellent! A little slow at first &lt;span style="color: #ff8000; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Wilson going… Are you sure this is an action film? hahaha!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;… All the great actors were superb! Mummy and akak… wished we could watch it together!&lt;br /&gt;The drive home made me a bit homesick as the radio was playing “takbir” and I was wishing Mummy and Akak was around… Ah well… All in all… It was really a nice night… Istinah, Hans, Sayang… More more okok???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-3205789941414103622?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/3205789941414103622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=3205789941414103622&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/3205789941414103622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/3205789941414103622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2010/11/double-date-with-husband-wife-haha.html' title='Double Date with Husband &amp;amp; Wife! Haha…'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-4697981058437258806</id><published>2010-11-15T10:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T18:49:04.086+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><title type='text'>Our first home…</title><content type='html'>For the past few weeks we have been trying to find a good place to rent to call home&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*Yes… staying in the hostel is seriously no picnic… I can’t even fall sick and take MC in peace without having someone knocking on my door just to check if I’m really sick!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. Istinah &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;*my wife*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; stumbled across some paper with numbers on it and words “Room/Units for Rent” or something like that on her way to work at SIC… tore a piece and gave me the number via MSN… I then passed the number to Wilson &lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*my husband*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who then called and made a bunch of arrangements for viewing, after having agents quarrelling with one another… viola! We finally found the perfect home!&lt;br /&gt;The place is located quite conveniently near amenities (hawkers, 7-11, a couple of mini marts, a few sensei shops, alot of hair salons, a massage parlour &lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*i have a feeling there are alot of tai-tais living around here… haha*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and a nice little restaurant) right downstairs, about 4 minutes walk to Lorong Chuan MRT, about 10 minutes walk to Serangoon MRT and the brand new mall which has a ColdStorage, Courts, Cinema, etc…&lt;br /&gt;The house itself isn’t fancy or anything… a nice little 2 bedroom flat &lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*one for us… one for mummy!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We have just shifted all of my stuff over the weekend… Thanks Istinah and Hans! Also thank you Neeti! You’ve all been a great help! Of course thanks to sayang for helping me move most of it last Saturday in two taxi trips and a nice outing at ikea choosing a cute little sofabed for Fazreen &lt;span style="color: #f79646; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*if mummy comes over with her while Wilson is around*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hmm… complex…&lt;br /&gt;Next on the to do list… Get a better paying job! Muah aH ahaH aHaH aH aHa HA HA aha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-4697981058437258806?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/4697981058437258806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=4697981058437258806&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/4697981058437258806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/4697981058437258806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2010/11/our-first-home.html' title='Our first home…'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-6244156783794835594</id><published>2010-11-03T19:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T19:09:32.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Testing the new Windows Live Writer</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;What’s this? This kinda looks interesting. Hmm…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-6244156783794835594?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/6244156783794835594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=6244156783794835594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6244156783794835594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6244156783794835594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2010/11/testing-new-windows-live-writer.html' title='Testing the new Windows Live Writer'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-5081745407570627280</id><published>2010-05-19T14:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T14:25:14.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Beginnings...</title><content type='html'>Today marks my 5th day in Singapore. Most of my time were spent settling down and learning about my new job. Quite a boring thing actually for now. Hoping that it will pick up soon. First 2 days of work was quite a drag. Not having a PC to work with kinda sucks. Too bad they didn't have unwanted cardboard boxes like how they did at Cubinet or else I would have started on a cardboard arsenal of weapons hahaha! Yes... That's what I did for the first 3 days at Cubinet. A cardboard glock revolver and a cardboard knife. All nicely handrawn and cut out. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;*Never leave a monkey idle without a PC!*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for now... I'm learning a few things like... I should always carry an umbrella... To stand to the left on the escalators... bla bla bla... Feels abit like London... less wet but still wet and without my akak! Ah well... That's all for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jason... Yam Char!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy... I miss you... Love you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-5081745407570627280?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/5081745407570627280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=5081745407570627280&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/5081745407570627280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/5081745407570627280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2010/05/new-beginnings.html' title='New Beginnings...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-8066029421788186751</id><published>2010-05-09T10:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T10:28:43.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We're not safe anymore...</title><content type='html'>Yes Mr. Malaysian Policemen... You are human... We are all human... But... You have a gun... We do not have a gun... Bad guys might have guns... You should make sure a bad guy is really a bad guy and is a life-threatening bad guy before you draw arms and shoot. You should not be above the laws you protect and certainly do not have the license to kill... James Bond might have but he's a fictional character...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't agree... you might one day have 14 year old kids and understand that you will never know what your kid is up to... My mummy HATED me when i turned 14... I did things then that my mummy do not know of even to this day... But I grew up and turned out alright... Some might have got caught... Some are lucky like me... But nothing gives you the right to take a human life. We have laws to punish those who deserve it... You're not a sheriff in a cowboy state.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Mr. Good Policemen for keeping us safe... But your Bad Colleagues are making your work pointless... Now we're even more afraid of what you'll do to us with no consequences than the bad guys who still consider what might happen to them should they do the same. I hope the law will bring them justice... Even after that... I hope you'll be haunted and that your conscience will eat you up till you're mentally incapable. You are supposed to be human after all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-8066029421788186751?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/8066029421788186751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=8066029421788186751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8066029421788186751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8066029421788186751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2010/05/were-not-safe-anymore.html' title='We&apos;re not safe anymore...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-7080073700132578275</id><published>2010-04-17T16:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:28:29.257+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><title type='text'>Ressurection?</title><content type='html'>Okay, okay... I know its been awhile since my last entry. Some friends mentioned that I have probably died since I ate at Alexis. &lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: orange;"&gt;*Hahaha... funny*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Alot has happened since actually... A year worth of happenings... Well almost. I just can't seem to be able to sit down and write for some reason. Maybe I'm just lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess for now... I have no excuse but to ressurect my blog life. So consider this as it. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-7080073700132578275?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/7080073700132578275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=7080073700132578275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7080073700132578275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7080073700132578275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2010/04/ressurection.html' title='Ressurection?'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-4413709661333776254</id><published>2009-07-17T09:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:20:18.236+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tickled Tastebuds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Alexis @ Gardens... SUCKS!</title><content type='html'>It was all JCard day's fault. We all wanted to avoid the crowd at Midvalley during lunch time yesterday so we decided to try out Alexis at the Gardens side. The service was not too bad at the beginning where we were kindly asked to sit while we wait for our table. But then again, that's typical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nic, Ernie and Ben had set lunch  2 which was a 3 course meal consisting of tomato soup as starter &lt;span style="font-size: 85%; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;*which probably was just a bottle of tomato ketchup plunked right into a bowl*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a tomato based pasta puttanesca with olives, capers and anchovies &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*no sign of anchovies and it was probably quite hard to swallow those olives because we were daring each other to eat them*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and supposedly the dessert of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Endric on the other hand had the set lunch 1 which was Fishcakes for starters &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*this was not bad*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 100%;"&gt;, Nasi Kerabu with Spicy squid &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*it was like 3 little cuts of a single squid actually*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 2 tiny little prawns cooked in spices, untouched mango acar thingy, and some keropok. &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Endric was going like... can I have a bowl of sambal please? The dish was just too dry and tasteless*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. For dessert he was supposed to have Banana Butterscotch Cake or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan had the Beef Lasagne... As he was making his normal disgusted face and making comments about how its like eating cardboard... Its obviously horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for me, I had the Grilled Sirloin Steak Sandwich with Rocket salad. The cut was good although it was badly marinated. &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Come on! How hard is it to put salt and pepper?!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Its just sad to let good beef go to waste like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it was time for their desserts, those who had set 2 got theirs and the waitress who was holding another plate of the same dessert was waving it around and looking at our table. I thought since it was the same cake, it could be a mistake of the type of dessert so I continued watching her as she brought it back to the kitchen. So while the rest didn't start on their desserts because 1... they had no dessert forks, 2... its just not nice to start when not everyone have got theirs. After about 10 minutes or so... I got so annoyed that I called up the waiter &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*which took another 5 minutes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; for Endric's dessert, and the same dessert came back as his. I was like... WTF Man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all... The FOOD SUCKS! The SERVICE SUCKS even MORE! If I were some of you, I'd stop pretending to be some kind of a yuppie that goes around &lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;"I'm wearing a suit so worship me..."&lt;/span&gt; and look as though you're having a meal of your life... &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Oh please... go wear your suit and eat at Lafite in Shangri-la if you think you're so great... because obviously your taste in food sucks also! I'm saying this because I noticed at one point the table with people wearing suits had 2 waiters waiting on them*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/Sl_ficTybBI/AAAAAAAAArg/wQxDdA9FLcI/s1600-h/alexis.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359247864401914898" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/Sl_ficTybBI/AAAAAAAAArg/wQxDdA9FLcI/s400/alexis.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-4413709661333776254?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/4413709661333776254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=4413709661333776254&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/4413709661333776254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/4413709661333776254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2009/07/alexis-gardens-sucks.html' title='Alexis @ Gardens... SUCKS!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/Sl_ficTybBI/AAAAAAAAArg/wQxDdA9FLcI/s72-c/alexis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-2228959038109949995</id><published>2009-06-23T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:14:55.286+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tickled Tastebuds'/><title type='text'>Somebody stop me please!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SkBtBWylPsI/AAAAAAAAAjM/h1xp7_V6pT8/s1600-h/IMG_2771.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SkBtBWylPsI/AAAAAAAAAjM/h1xp7_V6pT8/s320/IMG_2771.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350396227381182146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Krispy Kreme........ MMMmmmMMMmmm........&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/12341421-2228959038109949995?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/2228959038109949995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=2228959038109949995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/2228959038109949995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/2228959038109949995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2009/06/somebody-stop-me-please.html' title='Somebody stop me please!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SkBtBWylPsI/AAAAAAAAAjM/h1xp7_V6pT8/s72-c/IMG_2771.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-6931957688248104594</id><published>2009-05-28T22:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:15:37.804+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>IN LOVING MEMORY - AVALANCHE</title><content type='html'>My beloved cat passed away peacefully in my mother's arms this evening. It was a tough call but she was suffering and in constant pain that the Vet advised us to put her to sleep. At 6pm today, she died at the age of 16.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avalanche was born with 3 other siblings - Snowball, Chubby and Zazu. Her mum was Cleopatra, daughter of my beloved Cookie Chomper a grey coloured mixed persian + siamese and Mischeif - my sister's cat who was a black and white Maine Coon. Yes, Cleopatra was quite the slut back then as this litter of kittens seem to have had 2 different fathers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was 13 when Avalanche was born, she was named because she caused an avalanche of CDs, toys and books which were nicely stacked on my sister's table while she was still an unnamed kitten. She used to sleep on my back while I was busy preparing for my PMR (Secondary 3) exams. When I became too engrossed in my book, she would sit on the pages and demanded for some attention. For those who knew, PMR year was a bad year for all of us, but I always had Avalanche to keep me company during those times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she was 2 years old, she was stolen from us. The people who were squatting at the piece of land not far away from my house in Kelana Jaya took her away from us. We spent a week looking for her. She used to run straight to us whenever her name was called so we kinda looked silly shouting a very odd name every chance we had. Silly or not, it paid off as the kids who lived at the squatter area came over and told us that the cat that we're looking for is actually there. So I went there without hesitation to find Avalanche tied to a tree with a stupid pink rafia string. The person who kept her there demanded that I pay money for the food and shelter that they provided. I gave RM15 for a cat that I own and who was kept against her will. We actually had to retrain her everything she knew. I hope they rot in hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we shifted to Shah Alam, my mum swore that we will never keep a cat in the house ever again due to the mites they brought in that caused us to smoke the whole Kelana Jaya house with pesticide before being able to sell it. So we gave it to Aunty Jim along with her sister Zazu. My sis used to sneak Avalanche into her dormitory for a few nights as her college was quite near Aunty Jim's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Zazu died of a heart attack, Aunty Jim felt bad and asked us to take her back because it wasn't safe for her to run around her house area due to lorries and keeping her caged is just unhealthy. So she finally came back to us only to be stolen again a few months later. I guess this time she learned how to escape as she found her way home. Still, we needed to retrain her all over again. Since then, nobody could hold her without knowing how to. She would only allow people to carry her over your shoulders like how you would carry a child. Not many people would carry a cat this way. Uncle Jojo learned it the hard way. He still has the scars to prove it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For every person who have met her, would fall in love with her the moment they saw her. She was really good looking and unique. She loved to climb on people's lap, anybody who cared to stroke her especially Fazreen. I guess 16 years old is a long time for a cat. According to the Vet, she's lived for 116 years. It was her time to go. To my dearest Avalanche... You didn't die... You just went away to a better place. Please know that I've always loved you. I'm really sorry for everything. Rest in peace my dear Avalanche.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-6931957688248104594?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/6931957688248104594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=6931957688248104594&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6931957688248104594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6931957688248104594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2009/05/in-loving-memory-avalanche.html' title='IN LOVING MEMORY - AVALANCHE'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-8460390059548043791</id><published>2009-03-24T17:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:20:35.259+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tickled Tastebuds'/><title type='text'>Look what's coming to town!!!</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/_xysLnhNuo_M/ScikXd9PUCI/AAAAAAAAAjE/iG_nAHt-O0Y/s1600-h/krispy_kreme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/ScikXd9PUCI/AAAAAAAAAjE/iG_nAHt-O0Y/s320/krispy_kreme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316680083196301346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Woo hoo!!! Can't Wait!!! Yeay!!!&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/12341421-8460390059548043791?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/8460390059548043791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=8460390059548043791&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8460390059548043791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8460390059548043791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2009/03/look-whats-coming-to-town.html' title='Look what&apos;s coming to town!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/ScikXd9PUCI/AAAAAAAAAjE/iG_nAHt-O0Y/s72-c/krispy_kreme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-7315982730863943958</id><published>2009-03-16T19:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:20:48.514+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerd Alert'/><title type='text'>I've got a new toy! But...</title><content type='html'>They said beggars cannot be choosers... Although I get a really yummy specked XPS as an upgrade but this is abit ridiculous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/Sb46w6SNCMI/AAAAAAAAAik/SXGaG0Z3WrE/s1600-h/pink_xps_0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/Sb46w6SNCMI/AAAAAAAAAik/SXGaG0Z3WrE/s320/pink_xps_0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313749222297503938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... My bosses has a great sense of humour... They called it "Pinkify The Monkey Project" Phase 1...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/Sb47BZ55QaI/AAAAAAAAAis/CubBIQsLhbo/s1600-h/pink_xps_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/Sb47BZ55QaI/AAAAAAAAAis/CubBIQsLhbo/s320/pink_xps_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313749505663386018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/Sb47H0uCuII/AAAAAAAAAi0/VkAV5GOQX5k/s1600-h/pink_xps_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/Sb47H0uCuII/AAAAAAAAAi0/VkAV5GOQX5k/s320/pink_xps_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313749615940647042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/Sb47UwaaYEI/AAAAAAAAAi8/o2eypCmtEpg/s1600-h/pink_xps_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/Sb47UwaaYEI/AAAAAAAAAi8/o2eypCmtEpg/s320/pink_xps_3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313749838122868802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;... Damn!&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/12341421-7315982730863943958?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/7315982730863943958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=7315982730863943958&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7315982730863943958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7315982730863943958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2009/03/ive-got-new-toy-but.html' title='I&apos;ve got a new toy! But...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/Sb46w6SNCMI/AAAAAAAAAik/SXGaG0Z3WrE/s72-c/pink_xps_0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-5686540042554136410</id><published>2009-02-15T21:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:20:57.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><title type='text'>Happy Maslena Day!</title><content type='html'>The Doukhobors have always celebrated Khreshcheniye and still do at the present time, commemorating the descent of the Holy Spirit onto the Son of man, the day divine grace was bestowed onto Jesus Christ in his human incarnation. On the eve of January 6, the Doukhobors would assemble for prayer, then on the way home, each person would try to draw some water from a well, river or spring; as this water was considered blessed, therefore endowed with purifying powers, it was sprinkled around the house, the barn and the stable; it was used in washing up and was also given to drink to the sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next holiday was Maslenitsa, or &lt;i style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maslena&lt;/i&gt;, as the Doukhobors called it. It was preceded by &lt;i&gt;Nedelya Sviatykh Praotsev&lt;/i&gt; (“Forefathers' Week”), a time to commemorate ancestors and make traditional &lt;i&gt;blini&lt;/i&gt; (pancakes). According to Doukhobor custom, the first pancake went to the household dog because it was believed that "man was eating the dog’s share", a saying that stems from an old Russian legend. According to the legend, long ago, wheat plants had grain filled spires descending all the way to the ground. However, people did not treat bread with the respect it deserved. When God saw how people squandered bread, he decided to punish them by taking it away. Having grasped an ear of wheat with his hands, he began shelling it. Suddenly, when there were just a few grains left on the very top of the ear, a dog howled plaintively. God took pity on him and left him a few kernels. The Doukhobors have always had a very respectful attitude towards bread. It was considered a sin to throw out a piece of bread or to brush off bread crumbs onto the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the Doukhobors, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Maslena&lt;/span&gt; began on Saturday and lasted for three days. Neighbors would go visiting, wishing each other a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;"Happy Maslena"&lt;/span&gt;. In certain villages it was customary to masquerade during this holiday. Mothers would sew special pockets onto their children's belts so they could fill them with tasty kalachi given to them by housewives as they went from door to door, offering greetings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from : &lt;a href="http://www.doukhobor.org/Holidays.htm"&gt;http://www.doukhobor.org/Holidays.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holiday Name : Maslenitsa (Butter Week)&lt;br /&gt;Date : 8th week before Easter&lt;br /&gt;Description : In folk tradition, a sun festival heralding the imminent end of winter. In Christian tradition, the last week before the onset of Lent. Also called &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Maslena&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool eh? Hahahaha... I should get a dog and feed it pancakes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-5686540042554136410?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/5686540042554136410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=5686540042554136410&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/5686540042554136410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/5686540042554136410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2009/02/happy-maslena-day.html' title='Happy Maslena Day!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-8130473472333661829</id><published>2009-02-01T23:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T23:56:46.936+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Is Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>Azrina... This one's for you...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDoFPUoPEek&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KDoFPUoPEek&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiss Goodbye - Leehom Wang (王力宏, Wang Lihong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby不要再哭泣　這一幕多麼熟悉&lt;br /&gt;緊握著妳的手彼此都捨不得分離&lt;br /&gt;每一次想開口　但不如保持安靜&lt;br /&gt;給我一分鐘專心好好欣賞妳的美&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;幸福搭配悲傷　同時在我心交叉&lt;br /&gt;挫折的眼淚不能測試愛的重量&lt;br /&gt;付出的愛收不回　還欠妳的我不能給&lt;br /&gt;別把我心也帶走去跟隨&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;每一次和妳分開　深深地被妳打敗&lt;br /&gt;每一次放棄妳的溫柔　痛苦難以釋懷&lt;br /&gt;每一次和妳分開　每一次Kiss You Goodbye&lt;br /&gt;愛情的滋味此刻我終於最明白&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;幸福搭配悲傷　同時在我心交叉&lt;br /&gt;挫折的眼淚不能測試愛的重量&lt;br /&gt;付出的愛收不回　還欠妳的我不能給&lt;br /&gt;我才明白愛最真實的滋味&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;baby bu yao zai ku qi zhe yi mu duo me shou xi&lt;br /&gt;jing wo zhe ni de shou bi ci dou she bu de fen li&lt;br /&gt;mei yi ci xiang kai kou dan bu ru bao chi an jing&lt;br /&gt;gei wo yi fen zhong zhuan xin hao hao xin shang ni de mei&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;xing fu da pei bei shang tong shi zai wo xin jiao cha&lt;br /&gt;cuo zhe de yan lei bu neng ce shi ai de zhong liang&lt;br /&gt;fu chu de ai shou bu hui hai qian ni de wo bu neng gei&lt;br /&gt;bie ba wo xin ye dai zou qu gen sui&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;mei yi ci he ni fen kai shen shen de bei ni da bai&lt;br /&gt;mei yi ci fang qi ni de wen rou tong ku nan yi shi huai&lt;br /&gt;mei yi ci he ni fen kai mei yi ci kiss you good bye&lt;br /&gt;ai qing de zi wei ci ke wo zhong yu zui ming bai&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;xing fu da pei bei shang tong shi zai wo xin jiao cha&lt;br /&gt;cuo zhe de yan lei bu neng ce shi ai de zhong liang&lt;br /&gt;fu chu de ai shou bu hui hai qian ni de wo bu neng gei&lt;br /&gt;wo cai ming bai ai zui zhen shi de zi wei&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Baby, don't cry anymore, this scene is so familiar&lt;br /&gt;Tightly holding your hand, we are both unwilling to separate&lt;br /&gt;Every time I want to say something I instead preserve the silence&lt;br /&gt;Give me a minute to concentrate on admiring your beauty&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happiness complements sorrow, crossing paths within my heart at the same time&lt;br /&gt;Tears of frustration cannot measure the weight of love&lt;br /&gt;I cannot withdraw the love I already gave and I can't give you all the love I owe you&lt;br /&gt;Don't take along my heart to follow you&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Every time we part ways, I am deeply defeated by you&lt;br /&gt;Every time I give up your tenderness, it is hard to release my pain&lt;br /&gt;Every time we part ways, Every time I kiss you goodbye&lt;br /&gt;at that moment I finally fully understand the taste of love&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Happiness complements sorrow, crossing paths within my heart at the same time&lt;br /&gt;Tears of frustration cannot measure the weight of love&lt;br /&gt;I cannot withdraw the love I already gave and I can't give you all the love I owe you&lt;br /&gt;I finally understand the truest taste of love&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope you find what you're looking for... Be strong and happy... We'll always be around for you... Plus... have fun in Singapore! Don't be notti now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-8130473472333661829?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/8130473472333661829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=8130473472333661829&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8130473472333661829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8130473472333661829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2009/02/azrina-this-ones-for-you.html' title='Azrina... This one&apos;s for you...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-4285537156584027199</id><published>2008-12-26T12:23:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:41:26.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><title type='text'>Thank You 2008</title><content type='html'>Another year has passed... I'd like to take this opportunity to thank my lucky stars, guardian angels both in forms of people and the spiritual and of course The Almighty for the sugars and spices that seasoned my life yet again in 2008. I survived 2008! Yeay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 28 years of existing... I have learned that there are only 5 things in life that could make and break you... If you can keep these 5 things in check and in good order... Nothing else in life matters... A simple advise would be... There are only 5 things in life that you should worry about... If the things you are worrying aren't listed in the 5... It is just not worth all the effort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Family&lt;/span&gt;... I could have not have a better mix in the pot which made me... ME! From my mum who accompanied me fasting &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*even though she didn't have to and didn't since 1994*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... My sis and her family although far away who still manage to give me random boosts of support and surges of inspiration when I need them most &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*especially my beautiful niece*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... My aunts and uncles who always seem to make me feel 12 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*maybe it is because I still behave like I'm 12*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Uncle Yem who is recovering! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Hurray!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... to my "other" family members who not related by blood but sure does prove that water can be as thick as blood &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*especially uncle jojo and family*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Aspirations/Self Improvement&lt;/span&gt;... I really could not have ask for a better working environment and job... Really am grateful for the work that I do everyday which is what I'm good at and what I enjoy... I love the RedBox Lunches, Bailey's Coffee breaks, Sangria tea-breaks, Chocolates (also those with liquors), Snacks, Cheese sharings; random Nerf Gun Battles; fun video sharing where we gather around one cubicle to watch things like... The FoneJacker, South Park, cool games reviews or even things like Benny Lava or A is For... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Muah AHahAH ahAH ahAH aHA a*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; the daily I&amp;amp;J teasings, kam yu low &amp;amp; partner comedies; the vocabulary lessons &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Terminology = Turn-You-On-Orgy... hahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Dota/Tower Defense staybacks and Work &amp;amp; Wiikenders... Although you might hear me shout the four letter word and chinese curse words more than you would like to as I curse the monitor or mouse... Or see me shaking Endric's chair moaning &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"I don't want to do this anymore"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Probably once every few months I'd go &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"MOGOK MOGOK MOGOK!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... I really don't think you can get it any better than how we have it at Cubinet! Google might have free flows of food and drinks, massage chairs and games... But we sure do come real close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Health&lt;/span&gt;... After numerous sessions at the gym and taking abit more effort in getting myself in shape... I'm in good health! Hopefully in 2009 I will be able to continue this and also to the spa more often... Fazreen, Ellen, Mummy... Jom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Friends&lt;/span&gt;... some may think I'm this extrovert-girl-who-is-actually-quite-the-anti-social-always-locking-herself-in-her-room-in-front-of-her-laptop-playing-her-games... Although I'm quite picky with whom I let myself get close with... I do appreciate everyone... Those at work... my wonderful colleagues... thank you for making me not work a day in my life... it really has been a joy coming to work each day and its mostly thanks to you!... My two close friends... Fazreen and Azrina... also my two muhibbah brothers from different father and mothers... Jason and Asrar... You guys are angels!... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*more Wii Sessions/Parties in 2009 yah!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love/Life Partner&lt;/span&gt;... I guess this is the only thing out of the 5 which isn't perfect in 2008... For those who didn't know... Yes I broke up with the person I was dating of 9 years... This happened early in the year and Yes! I'm over it! Long ago in fact! They say things happen for a reason... I embrace this as God preparing me for better things... maybe better luck next year yah? I'm grateful that things didn't turn ugly and we can still be acquaintances... So... no regrets and move along now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you have it... My 5 things in order by priority at the moment... Although priorities may change at one point or another as time goes by... For those whom I have hurt while I was too busy fixing one instead of the other... I apologise deeply... Hey... I'm human too! To all of you who have made my life the way that it is and giving me reasons to survive and stay strong each day... I'd like to say... from the bottom of my heart... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Thank you for everything! I Love You All!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-4285537156584027199?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/4285537156584027199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=4285537156584027199&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/4285537156584027199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/4285537156584027199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/12/thank-you-2008.html' title='Thank You 2008'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-7090110232845678391</id><published>2008-12-24T16:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:15:37.806+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tickled Tastebuds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>Merry Xmas &amp; Happy New Year 2008!</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/_xysLnhNuo_M/SVSYPnYGxvI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Xi-GNNg9AVo/s1600-h/xmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 218px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SVSYPnYGxvI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Xi-GNNg9AVo/s320/xmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284015656847984370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cubinet Interactive MSC Sdn Bhd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp; ISEP Consulting Sdn Bhd&lt;br /&gt;Xmas Gift Xchange&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/12341421-7090110232845678391?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/7090110232845678391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=7090110232845678391&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7090110232845678391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7090110232845678391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/12/merry-xmas-happy-new-year-2008.html' title='Merry Xmas &amp; Happy New Year 2008!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SVSYPnYGxvI/AAAAAAAAAiM/Xi-GNNg9AVo/s72-c/xmas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-5000147080393019398</id><published>2008-11-13T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:23:19.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><title type='text'>T.W.L.O.H.A - To Write Love On His/Her Arm Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SVSZSpYu8TI/AAAAAAAAAiU/M7-Fel2hODw/s1600-h/n644198876_1132256_6886.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SVSZSpYu8TI/AAAAAAAAAiU/M7-Fel2hODw/s320/n644198876_1132256_6886.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284016808438722866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google It! Hahahaha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-5000147080393019398?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/5000147080393019398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=5000147080393019398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/5000147080393019398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/5000147080393019398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/12/twloha-to-write-love-on-hisher-arm-day.html' title='T.W.L.O.H.A - To Write Love On His/Her Arm Day'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SVSZSpYu8TI/AAAAAAAAAiU/M7-Fel2hODw/s72-c/n644198876_1132256_6886.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-5630288853533024605</id><published>2008-10-13T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:26:13.920+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><title type='text'>Be as healthy as a barbarian!</title><content type='html'>Mummy's been rushing off to this place she calls spa for quite sometime now... I never bothered to go despite her numerous invitations... Last two weeks... I decided to give it a try... The place is called Ecoparadise... there's one in Cheras but the place we went to was at Taman Sunway Mas or something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ecoparadise.com.my/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://www.ecoparadise.com.my/img_en/ecopara_bnr.gif" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Two weeks ago... Fazreen and I booked our first session which was a trial one... RM35 for 3 sessions... After sweating on hot tiles for about 30 mins the first time... we felt hungry! We went to find some nice teh tarik and roti tissue... We felt really peckish... Wanted to eat everything! &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;*Dang! That maggi soup looks good!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After tea... Poor Ellen asked us if we played bowling... Little that she know not to ever suggest any activity when there are 2 hyper monkeys with their brains pumped with good air and high concentration of oxygen... So off we went! Bowling! &lt;span style="color: #ff9900; font-size: 85%;"&gt;*I don't think you can be more spontaneous than this! Haha!*&lt;/span&gt; Not only that... We saw an archery place right outside the bowling alley after our 2 games... &lt;span style="color: #009900; font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Mas] "Let's try!" [Fazreen] "Jom!" [Ellen] *groans*&lt;/span&gt;... HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally after all that Ellen sent us back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week ago... we went for our second session... Poor Ellen didn't learn her lesson the first time and go talk about tennis with Fazreen while waiting for me to get ready... But I guess luck was at her side this time... because it rained and we already planned to visit Uncle Yem at the hospital... &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;*I got scolded by Uncle Yem! I'm so happy! I can sleep now...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; If it didn't rain... we would have had a night tennis session...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we made our way back from the hospital... Auntie Ann called to ask what we're up to... &lt;span style="color: #009900; font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Fazreen] Call your shots Auntie Ann! [Ellen] Oh no...&lt;/span&gt; We planned to go to dunno what Royal Selangor Club but Auntie Ann got stuck in traffic... So we then made our way to Bandar Sri Damansara Club for supper and have a listen to the live band that was playing there... suddenly Ellen had a craving for McD's Chocotop Ice-cream cone! &lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff9900;"&gt;*HAHAHAHA... our spontaneous bug has got into Ellen already!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  Crossing our legs in the car at the side of the road we enjoyed our chocotops! After a dozen chicken wings, singing along with the live band and watching old couples dance the cha-cha later... we finally made our way home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... the moral of the story is... Never suggest anything to two monkeys high on oxygen and healthy particles in our bodies... unless you're really up for it! You guys should really try the spa... Its really good for you too!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-5630288853533024605?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/5630288853533024605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=5630288853533024605&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/5630288853533024605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/5630288853533024605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/10/be-as-healthy-as-barbarian.html' title='Be as healthy as a barbarian!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-4140259449485937368</id><published>2008-10-03T15:50:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:13:00.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>Selamat Hari Raya 2008!</title><content type='html'>My day started with a loud crash on the eve of Eid... Apparently Umar and Dalya broke some glass... I guess its never a celebration unless there are some glass broken! Adam and Umar came over to give us a hand in exchange for some Wii time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXTGVXXpJI/AAAAAAAAALI/NKfzCnLpp78/s1600-h/IMG_1401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXTGVXXpJI/AAAAAAAAALI/NKfzCnLpp78/s320/IMG_1401.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252836646165390482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They helped with the chicken for the soto ayam and pounded the potatoes for the begedil... On top of that... they helped washed our cars! hahahaha... Thanks boys! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*after a long day of fasting and a hard day of work... we all just wanted to play with water and kill the time before breaking fast!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eid celebrations started the moment we break fast... Adam and I sneaked out for a quick purchase of Wii games and some Big Apple Doughnuts for break fast before that... Umar was left behind for breaking glass... After breaking fast... we waited for Niki and Nikk to play fireworks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXTfzo0PhI/AAAAAAAAALQ/CJtl0w1ByPs/s1600-h/IMG_1426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXTfzo0PhI/AAAAAAAAALQ/CJtl0w1ByPs/s320/IMG_1426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252837083788361234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following morning was Hari Raya! Yeay!!! Niki and Nikk helped fill up cookie jars and arrange the cakes on the tray before our first meal... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*how come parents like to throw their kids and I end up having to watch? blehhh... Thank God for the Wii*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Uncle Yem and Aunty Ain came over and we had our first meal together...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXUKv4RdFI/AAAAAAAAALY/5nJmmdOemOo/s1600-h/IMG_1446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXUKv4RdFI/AAAAAAAAALY/5nJmmdOemOo/s320/IMG_1446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252837821513823314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the first wave came... Family members and family friends young and old filled their tummies with mummy's yummy soto ayam and Aunty Ain's lontong with sambal sotong and beef rendang as they filled the house with laughter and joy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our recent family photo... too bad not everyone is here... maybe one day we all can finally take a real group family photo yah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXVVUvkSTI/AAAAAAAAALg/HoQ5aXOJ5mY/s1600-h/IMG_1490.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXVVUvkSTI/AAAAAAAAALg/HoQ5aXOJ5mY/s320/IMG_1490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252839102719740210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's another with our extended family...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXWXMf42zI/AAAAAAAAALo/o9ygRG6flwA/s1600-h/IMG_1522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXWXMf42zI/AAAAAAAAALo/o9ygRG6flwA/s320/IMG_1522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252840234377861938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 3pm... we finally get to rest our feet... Asrar came and brought his Sony Alpha 300... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*which I managed to pry out of him and use it for the rest of the week... yeay! kekekeek*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And then came the Second Wave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXahWZy-FI/AAAAAAAAAL4/r-xKAxgO96s/s1600-h/DSC03423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXahWZy-FI/AAAAAAAAAL4/r-xKAxgO96s/s320/DSC03423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252844806881867858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cubinet Colleagues and Ex Assuntarians!!! The house was havoc! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*Uncle Yem went like... I don't know any of you... kekekek*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; When mummy told my colleagues to B.Y.O... they did just that! Waaaaaahahahahahaha! It's just too bad that they didn't stay on till late... they did stay for some Wii action though! LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXcCR0ZejI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XArJShOcuKY/s1600-h/DSC03568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXcCR0ZejI/AAAAAAAAAMA/XArJShOcuKY/s320/DSC03568.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252846472098576946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Wii Session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXcTLWN8iI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IHLoqK-oX9I/s1600-h/DSC03576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXcTLWN8iI/AAAAAAAAAMI/IHLoqK-oX9I/s320/DSC03576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252846762419155490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cubinet Photo Session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*too bad Wayne and Nick left already...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXdg2Avx_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Xvd8tGRwcT4/s1600-h/DSC03547.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXdg2Avx_I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/Xvd8tGRwcT4/s320/DSC03547.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252848096721750002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ex-Assuntarians!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The long day ended with our KickFit trainers - Dinesh and David, and Fazreen, Azrina and Ucop arriving as our last guests of this year's Hari Raya Open house... Ernie and Ivan were the only ones left &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*and you all planned to stay till 6am... yeah right!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXgzkQQ2qI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ychdPrq78Yk/s1600-h/DSC03621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXgzkQQ2qI/AAAAAAAAAMg/ychdPrq78Yk/s320/DSC03621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252851716907391650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXg-LzyePI/AAAAAAAAAMo/pWeDi_NXKJ4/s1600-h/DSC03620.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXg-LzyePI/AAAAAAAAAMo/pWeDi_NXKJ4/s320/DSC03620.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252851899324070130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXhSFf3XJI/AAAAAAAAAM4/yHBBIJRCdMk/s1600-h/DSC03593.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXhSFf3XJI/AAAAAAAAAM4/yHBBIJRCdMk/s320/DSC03593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252852241227275410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lights finally went off at 2.30am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXgu_iNJOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/584qEpRtrPo/s1600-h/DSC03623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXgu_iNJOI/AAAAAAAAAMY/584qEpRtrPo/s320/DSC03623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252851638331057378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishing you all a happy Hari Raya and Holidays! Thanks for coming and making it a memorable one! Monday back to work!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-4140259449485937368?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/4140259449485937368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=4140259449485937368&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/4140259449485937368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/4140259449485937368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/10/selamat-hari-raya-2008.html' title='Selamat Hari Raya 2008!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SOXTGVXXpJI/AAAAAAAAALI/NKfzCnLpp78/s72-c/IMG_1401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-6247014014252658990</id><published>2008-08-10T19:57:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T21:18:04.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Today was a perfect day...</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry Jason I had to FFK you today &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Muah aH ahaH ahaH aH a*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Family comes first... Besides... You're too busy catching up with your friends here anyway... I will promise to meet up with you the next time I come down to SG ok? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*hehehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite a rare thing for my family to get together like this... We don't even do it during Hari Raya... It was actually a simple lunch... Uncle Yem, Aunty Ain, Yambo, Lil Dalya, Nazrin, Jennifer, Baby Sofia... Uncle John and Aunty Ann... Uncle Lah, Aunty Sara, Crazy Cousin Myra, Mummy and I all gathered at Aunty Jim's house with Uncle Ashar, Adam, Umar and Ellaine... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Hmm... did I miss anyone?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual Mummy and I were fashionably late... Mummy had a reunion last night and only came home 4AM! She was supposed to cook the Assam Pedas for lunch... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*hahahahhaa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Had our lunch and ate some more... I think with this family... we're always constantly eating... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7ndLJTB1I/AAAAAAAAALA/0wLwF762Urw/s1600-h/eating.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7ndLJTB1I/AAAAAAAAALA/0wLwF762Urw/s320/eating.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232874305445103442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys tried to fly a kite Aunty Jim got from Bali... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Mummy bought one for Azmarea also*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; How they failed miserably... Of course the "theorist" watching above at the balcony weren't much of a help... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*hahahaha... that's what you get when cityfolk tries to do country living*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7lT5TPKtI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Fm724BhJj3k/s1600-h/fly_kite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7lT5TPKtI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Fm724BhJj3k/s320/fly_kite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232871947012877010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7l-c0rWdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/M1y6wZFaZr0/s1600-h/cityfolk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7l-c0rWdI/AAAAAAAAAKw/M1y6wZFaZr0/s320/cityfolk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232872678102882770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they finally gave up... Us kids ran for the pool to have abit of swim swim... Myra wore Jennifer's bikini... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*OMG... pheeeeewwwwiiittt*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; The water was FREEZING! But we did have our fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7kpLMFI1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/cA-TU-1C1cA/s1600-h/swim_swim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7kpLMFI1I/AAAAAAAAAKg/cA-TU-1C1cA/s320/swim_swim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232871213080322898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we're finally tired of racing each other and pushing people off shoulders wrestling... We got out and bathed... And went back to the balcony looking for FOOD! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*hahaha... constantly eating*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Resting at the balcony having our tea... Played the guitar while Aunty Ann tries to sing different songs to my different tunes&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; *so funny!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...  Here's a clip of her singing nonsense while smsing someone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-aa8363ccfca3af01" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daa8363ccfca3af01%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331498025%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D29136A4B83CD259FB180B6B44C6103A851AF7A59.7A7023C1D7755BD7D70238155EC7CFA2B44ACF6E%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daa8363ccfca3af01%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQbsyEWrD1EdWenpygXS_uTJn1TE&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Daa8363ccfca3af01%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331498025%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D29136A4B83CD259FB180B6B44C6103A851AF7A59.7A7023C1D7755BD7D70238155EC7CFA2B44ACF6E%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Daa8363ccfca3af01%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DQbsyEWrD1EdWenpygXS_uTJn1TE&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course in any family gatherings... They like to come up with weird conversations... Uncle Lah &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*my favourite Uncle* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;will always have some weird thing he would say being forever protective of me I guess... Like... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Why did you lose so much weight?! Why did you cut your hair?! Did you find yourself a new boyfriend?! Who is he?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was like... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*what the... but I love you anyway hahaha* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And NO! I DO NOT HAVE A NEW BOYFRIEND... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*yet! LOL* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7iSM9x_YI/AAAAAAAAAKY/7Y3OATVxirk/s1600-h/uncle_lah_mas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7iSM9x_YI/AAAAAAAAAKY/7Y3OATVxirk/s320/uncle_lah_mas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232868619396971906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully finally it was time to go home &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*hahaha... not really thankful... but seriously... enough of those weird questions!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... I wish for more gatherings like this... It was a simple gathering... Nothing special... But it was perfect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7mhChfbCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/i71e0A1vVUE/s1600-h/uncle_yem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7mhChfbCI/AAAAAAAAAK4/i71e0A1vVUE/s320/uncle_yem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232873272338508834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Get Well Soon Uncle Yem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE:&lt;br /&gt;For those silly family members who plan to matchmake me with some doctor or what nots... Don't think I have low standards... From now on... I have very &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;STRICT &lt;/span&gt;criterias to be met before I even meet that person! I'll name 3 now as I have said to Nat that day on MSN... 1... Enjoys movies and music as much as I do and plays the guitar/piano... reason : So that if we get bored... at least we can JAM! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*hahaha!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 2... Plays games... all games... online, lan, board, sports... reason : So that if we get bored... We can play together! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*kill each other? LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 3... Must be able to hold a decent yet intellectual debate/conversation with me without getting upset... reason : I love a good debate and talk about anything and everything... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*conversation is all we'll be left with when everything else is gone isn't it?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... overall reason : I do not want to be with someone I cannot be myself with... You may call me childish and "immature"... only shows how well you know me... So to save yourself from any shame/misery or heartache... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;DO NOT MATCHMAKE ME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-6247014014252658990?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=aa8363ccfca3af01&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/6247014014252658990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=6247014014252658990&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6247014014252658990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6247014014252658990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/08/today-was-perfect-day.html' title='Today was a perfect day...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJ7ndLJTB1I/AAAAAAAAALA/0wLwF762Urw/s72-c/eating.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-463917979154695318</id><published>2008-08-03T16:04:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:36:43.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cats...</title><content type='html'>I'm bored... So I'm updating a post about cats... That's how bored I am...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats played a big role in my life... More than most people know about me... LOL... The last time I ever cried without shame was because of the death of my cat... Cookie Chomper the Third... I have no idea why I even named the cat after a cat in Alvin and the Chipmunks cartoon... WHICH DIED! I was so stupid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cookie and Mischeif were the great great great grandparents of the last heir of their dynasty... Avalanche...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJVnm2lpLHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nhOT43dBIUU/s1600-h/avalanche.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJVnm2lpLHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nhOT43dBIUU/s320/avalanche.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230200459446791282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She should be about 15 this year I think... She was stolen from me twice... I had to pay 15 bucks the first time... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*apparently the theives demanded that I pay compensation for feeding and sheltering her... WTF?!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and she managed to run away and come home the second time. Since then... Nobody is able to carry her unless you know how... Uncle Jojo found out the hard way... haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Pika...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJVor9A00wI/AAAAAAAAAKI/11C7gis187w/s1600-h/pika.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJVor9A00wI/AAAAAAAAAKI/11C7gis187w/s320/pika.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230201646582387458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the only one I let into my room... She's afraid of lightning... She used to sleep under my pillow with me still on it whenever there's thunderstorms... I guess its expected when we found her in a drain during thunderstorms... She should be about 8 now... She's also suffering from middle child syndrome &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; After awhile she knows when to come and NOT to come near me... See how annoyed she looks? I love to annoy her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we have Max...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJVpfZYmEKI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/SjA4R1FnTsE/s1600-h/max.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJVpfZYmEKI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/SjA4R1FnTsE/s320/max.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230202530371604642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's our latest addition to the family... The only reason why he is able to stay is because Leelwan found him... and its HER cat... I'm just the caretaker for now... until Leelwan and family comes home for good &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*hint hint hint*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; THIS CAT... I TELL YOU!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*aih*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; This 2 year old is afraid of NOTHING... You can kick him and he'll come running back for more... He'll make the most noise and nibble on your toes... Its quite impossible to photograph him because he's such a naughty little bugger!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-463917979154695318?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/463917979154695318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=463917979154695318&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/463917979154695318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/463917979154695318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/08/cats.html' title='Cats...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SJVnm2lpLHI/AAAAAAAAAKA/nhOT43dBIUU/s72-c/avalanche.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-8320452598460098598</id><published>2008-07-23T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-24T07:31:01.402+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Joys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><title type='text'>1st Year Anniversary... w00t!</title><content type='html'>Today marks my first year anniversary working at Cubinet Interactive (MSC) Sdn Bhd. Wow what a big difference it is today compared to how it was when I first joined... Let's have some flashback moments shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the initiation... At the time I was still working back at CiBNet... contemplating about leaving... As I was lost in thought while I browsed through my MSN contacts list, I saw an unfamiliar name in my CiB Colleagues Group... Apparently they accidentally pulled in an EX-colleague of theirs into one of our daily group chats and I went on an adding spree. We never msged each other till that fine day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I casually msged him and asked who he was blablabla... and got to know him and more about CiBNet which made even more convinced that I should leave. A week later I tendered my resignation... LOL... After my last day and two weeks of coaxing later... he finally managed to get my resume from me and scheduled for an interview and I started my new job 2 Mondays later &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*they didn't even let me start in a new month, hence my anniversary is on the 23rd of July =P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... That was the beginning of my career here at Cubinet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my first day here... my PC hasn't arrived... Being the crazy monkey that I am... I couldn't sit still... I annoyed my new colleagues and made new friends... I drew and cutout a glock and a knife out of a piece cardboard and started to play around... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*yes I know I'm not 10... and I still have it! hahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I guess my new boss got the idea and rushed for my PC and kept me busy till this day... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*HAHAHA*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The working environment here is incredibly different from how I experienced elsewhere. It's quite laid back and really enjoyable if I should say so myself. I get to wear my T-shirt and jeans... I get to keep a small guitar under my table and play it... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*I managed to get Kevin to go buy one too and keep it under his table hahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We'd have our Wednesday Movie Nights &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*the cinema is just across the road*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Occasionally we'd have our Wii Parties... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*we would "borrow" the company projector and hook it up on some speakers and play till we ache!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course its not all play... Our schedule is crazy and we'd go crazy trying to keep up with it... There are only a few of us &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*programmers are truly an endangered species... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;where are all the programmers and IT grads?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and we'd juggle our multitude of tasks and perform miracles during office hours... Right now... if each of us does not have at least 4 projects on our plates we would feel as though something is lacking... We all put in at least a minimum 50 hour week... Working into the weekends, sometimes coming in earlier... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Wan Mei was launched at 3am because of fengshui or something... Thank God I wasn't here yet! LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 year... Wow... how time flies... I've had 4 salary adjustments/increments and got promoted yesterday... What more could I ever ask for? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*got actually... we all have goals right? or I would probably end up getting bored... hihihi...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and its only been one year... Thanks guys... You guys have been the best Boss, MiniBoss and Friends any person could ever wish they could ever have... I am truly lucky and honoured to be your Kuli, Minion and colleague... THANK YOU! ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-8320452598460098598?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/8320452598460098598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=8320452598460098598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8320452598460098598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8320452598460098598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/07/1st-year-anniversary-w00t.html' title='1st Year Anniversary... w00t!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-1789067638295911394</id><published>2008-07-17T06:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:20:04.646+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Fix'/><title type='text'>Chibi [ Red Cliff ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width: 500px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flixster.com/servlet/embed/photo/link/11177085" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flixster.com/servlet/embed/photo/11177085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 10px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flixster.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Flixster&lt;/a&gt; - Share Movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last night we got to watch the premier show of Chi Bi (Red Cliff)! Cubinet gave us free tix in conjuction with its launch of their new game with the same name in chinese... &lt;a href="http://www.chibi.com.my/" target="_blank"&gt;www.chibi.com.my&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first... I expected it to be a boring show... Since it was a John Woo film... I expected it to be boring with pretty cinematographic scenes and flying white pidgeons... Boy was I mistaken! Although being in Malaysia we the non chinese reading writing people had to put up with weird and MULTIPLE translations &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*I always seem to read the subtitles english, malay, english, malay, sometimes the same meaning for both as the same sentence because of the way they structure it... dumdums*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It was truly an experience! You must go watch!!! I can't wait for the Battle of Red Cliff (part II)!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh... and Takeshi Kaneshiro was really yummy... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*drools*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-1789067638295911394?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/1789067638295911394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=1789067638295911394&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/1789067638295911394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/1789067638295911394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/07/flixster-share-movies-last-night-we-got.html' title='Chibi [ Red Cliff ]'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-609752687704407388</id><published>2008-07-14T22:37:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:39:48.412+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><title type='text'>Shirtliff in YELLOW?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>Not only its weird... IT'S JUST SO DAMN WRONG!!! WHAT THE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WnLn9M9eEqw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WnLn9M9eEqw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-609752687704407388?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/609752687704407388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=609752687704407388&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/609752687704407388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/609752687704407388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/07/shirtliff-in-yellow.html' title='Shirtliff in YELLOW?!?!?!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-7293955254978751749</id><published>2008-07-14T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T22:12:32.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><title type='text'>Hari ini dalam sejarah... !@#$!#%! THE !@#$!% ROADBLOCKS!</title><content type='html'>This morning I woke up unaware of what is going on with the rest of the world &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*as usual... because I stopped reading the newspaper as well as watch the news... its either too depressing or filled with a shit load of crap... pardon me french today... or any other day LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; As I started my engine to get to work, tuned into Hitz.fm... On came the traffic reports... To my horror... ALL the routes that is possible for me to get to work was either blocked by some police, closed or crawling almost at a standstill... the reporter kept repeating... FORGET ABOUT TAKING THE FEDERAL HIGHWAY... there were 2 police barriers ON FEDERAL HIGHWAY ITSELF... WTF!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*ok... don't panic... pick up Franky first...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Went to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kutip&lt;/span&gt;" Franky by the roadside... tried to turn on my stupid GPS on my TyTNII which seem to not work every time there's an emergency... I calculated that the only route that is probably still safe was the Old Klang Road...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we made our way towards our initial plan... We were already 1 hour stuck... OMFG! This is not happening! Guess what we did next? Turned into the next exit... went up to Subang Jaya and parked the car in Subang Parade... Grab some McDonalds' brekkie... and took the train...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Muha AH ahAH aH ahAH ahaH aA!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Mas took the Malaysian public transportation to work for the first time today! I lost 1 bar of petrol just to get to Subang Parade... DAMMIT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-7293955254978751749?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/7293955254978751749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=7293955254978751749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7293955254978751749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7293955254978751749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/07/hari-ini-dalam-sejarah-roadblocks.html' title='Hari ini dalam sejarah... !@#$!#%! THE !@#$!% ROADBLOCKS!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-1044250656881401067</id><published>2008-07-13T10:46:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-13T11:23:38.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Is Life'/><title type='text'>Wanna see something crazy?</title><content type='html'>Okay... Here's something out of character &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*yes it is out of character because I normally wouldn't post photos online let alone a video of yours truly*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... I woke up this morning... Feeling abit crazier than usual... So I thought of creating a video and straight away posting here before I changed my mind... Yeah I know I was already contemplating on whether or not I should youTube myself with my new guitar... hahaha... So I guess today I was crazy enough to do so... Please keep in mind... One of the main reasons that I allowed myself to post this was because...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I JUST WOKE UP... so please don't mention about the way I look =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I JUST WOKE UP... so please don't point out my playing mistakes =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I JUST WOKE UP... and forgot to put on my specs so it was hard to see the tab... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I JUST WOKE UP... so please picture yourself doing stuff when YOU JUST WOKE UP!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Also as a sidenote to justify the lousy quality... I used Windows Movie Maker, an old crappy headphones built in microphone which I normally use to sleep listening to songs to and a cheap webcam which resembles a shape of a footprint... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Mua ah AH ahHA haH ahaHa haHa haH ahaHa hAH ahA*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; As to justify my sucky playing skills... I learned that song in two weeks since Kevin (ex-owner of my Taylor) gave me the youTube video of the original player - Tommy Emmanuel... its called "Since We Met" by the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note to akak (my sis) I thought I better post this before YOU DID... so that you wont have to face my fury and wrath for doing so... hahaha... happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note to Jason and the people who did not know that I played the guitar... Nah proof! kakakkakakaka... I love my Taylor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is dedicated to someone... the name of that person will be carried with me to my grave... so don't bother asking... You CAN however &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"perasan&lt;/span&gt;" and think its you though... hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-4b9e471a8ce9d5b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04b9e471a8ce9d5b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331498025%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DC827F1E9A6903C2CD97B4F5DEEDCB3C1C3037A.65FD8D91C657B1086C13370FFF6B12C7A788833C%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4b9e471a8ce9d5b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzTfcLI1twrmlesBd6t5EuWlgdwo&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v14.nonxt3.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D04b9e471a8ce9d5b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331498025%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3DC827F1E9A6903C2CD97B4F5DEEDCB3C1C3037A.65FD8D91C657B1086C13370FFF6B12C7A788833C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D4b9e471a8ce9d5b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzTfcLI1twrmlesBd6t5EuWlgdwo&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-1044250656881401067?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=4b9e471a8ce9d5b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/1044250656881401067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=1044250656881401067&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/1044250656881401067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/1044250656881401067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/07/wanna-see-something-crazy.html' title='Wanna see something crazy?'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-1142278028608352894</id><published>2008-07-08T09:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:32:53.365+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>Cubinet Interactive Sdn Bhd is Hiring!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Application Developer (10 Positions)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responsibilities:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;We are growing the team and recruiting on permanent positions responsible for working in a team environment to develop applications for both Linux and Window based platform&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ensure that the developed modules/deliverables meet expectation, quality standards and within schedule&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Able to work independently and initiatively&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Requirements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Candidate must possess at least a Bachelor's Degree, Post Graduate Diploma (Computer/Telecommunication), Computer Science/Information Technology or equivalent.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Proficient in PHP is a must, but people who are willing to pickup and work with PHP are welcome to apply too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Proficient in ASP, JSP, is an added advantage&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Solid hands-on experience in Database (MsSQL, MySQL), Application Server (Apache, Tomcat, IIS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Familiarity with maintaining and troubleshooting applications is highly regarded&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Between 2 - 3 year(s) of working experience in the related field is required for senior post. Fresh graduates or with less than 1 year working experience with required knowledge are welcome to apply.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Preferred language(s): English, Chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-1142278028608352894?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/1142278028608352894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=1142278028608352894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/1142278028608352894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/1142278028608352894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/07/cubinet-interactive-sdn-bhd-is-hiring.html' title='Cubinet Interactive Sdn Bhd is Hiring!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-6834717692258238943</id><published>2008-07-05T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T11:32:25.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling eager... but do not know where to begin...</title><content type='html'>Updates... Endric is back! Yeay! Although I thought that workload will somewhat be less compared to when he was away... boy was I wrong. I noticed that the rest of the world seems to take it easy on us when he was not around that the moment he got back... things got so hectic... I find myself starring at the monitor suddenly not knowing what I was doing &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*due to mega multi-tasking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; But I guess being a monkey... I prefer it this way... at least I got back Endric shaking my chair in psychotic spasms that it does make me feel... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*yeah! let's go nuts!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Somehow this sudden bursts gives me some push to do work at a faster pace &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*although it is already super speed mode to begin with*&lt;/span&gt;... I have no idea why... LOL... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*psycho I know...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Oh!... Kevin brought his brand new Charis that day... It's really so beautiful! I've never seen a guitar so good looking in my life! No Kevin... I will not trade my Vios and Taylor for your Elantra and Charis... I'm very contented with what I have... so DREAM ON! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Muah AH ahAH ahAH ahAH ahAH a*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... Why the title... Have you ever woke up one morning... Feeling as though you can take on the world... and your thoughts have a million and one ideas and determination to do things that you have left hanging before... So much that you suddenly stop and think... I have no idea where to start! I guess... that's what I'm feeling... They say break tasks down to smaller tasks so that you can see what can be done before doing... Can't seem to do that... hmm... I'll probably end up doing nothing when the day ends anyway... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Muah aH ahaH ahaH ahaH ahaHA haa!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But here's something to share... All of us have this as our ringtone at the moment... It was funny when a few phones started to ring one after another... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IUDZK-iVITc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IUDZK-iVITc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-6834717692258238943?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/6834717692258238943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=6834717692258238943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6834717692258238943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6834717692258238943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/07/feeling-eager-but-do-not-know-where-to.html' title='Feeling eager... but do not know where to begin...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-2753800999356451073</id><published>2008-06-24T13:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T14:36:45.469+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Is Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Joys'/><title type='text'>٩๏̯͡๏)۶ Mas ... needs a break... [ HP : 23.6% | SP : 4.72% ]</title><content type='html'>... is the name i'm using on MSN... feeling a little drained... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Endric... hurry recover so that I can kill you!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Although there's alot of work... its still manageable I guess... but I think I'm kinda used to Endric &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*who is currently recovering from dengue fever... Get Well Soon Yah!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sitting behind me and his sudden outbursts and nutti-ness keeping me sane in a way... kinda like &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"we're all on the same boat! let's rock it!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note... Kevin sold me his Taylor! WOO HOO! I've finally got myself an acoustic guitar! After years and years of trying to find the time and effort of aquiring one! Now what's so nice about the one I got?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAYLOR XXX-MC Mahogany w/Cedar Top 30th Anniversary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class=""&gt;� Type/Shape 6-String Grand Concert&lt;br /&gt;� Back &amp;amp; Sides Tropical American Mahogany&lt;br /&gt;� Top Western Red Cedar&lt;br /&gt;� Soundhole Rosette Abalone&lt;br /&gt;� Neck Tropical American Mahogany&lt;br /&gt;� Fretboard Ebony&lt;br /&gt;� Fretboard Inlay Pearl &amp;amp; Gold 30th Anniversary&lt;br /&gt;� Headstock Overlay Ebony&lt;br /&gt;� Binding Ivoroid with Abalone-Edged Top&lt;br /&gt;� Bridge Ebony&lt;br /&gt;� Nut &amp;amp; Saddle Tusq&lt;br /&gt;� Tuning Machines Waverly&lt;br /&gt;� Scale Length 24 7/8 Inches&lt;br /&gt;� Truss Rod Adjustable&lt;br /&gt;� Neck Width at Nut 1 3/4 Inches&lt;br /&gt;� Number of Frets 20&lt;br /&gt;� Bracing Scalloped, X-Brace&lt;br /&gt;� Body Width 15 Inches&lt;br /&gt;� Body Depth 4 5/8 Inches&lt;br /&gt;� Body Length 19 1/2 Inches&lt;br /&gt;� Overall Length 40 1/2 Inches&lt;br /&gt;� Case Taylor Hardshell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah... I do sound like a nerd armed with a guitar... =P hahaha... No regrets yah Kevin! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*evil grin... ok... no more shopping for the next uh... 3 months Muah aHA haHa haHA haHA haHA haA!!!* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Maybe one day I'll youTube something... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*if I got the guts to kekekeke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ... Care to vote what I should play?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-2753800999356451073?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/2753800999356451073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=2753800999356451073&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/2753800999356451073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/2753800999356451073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/06/mas-needs-break-hp-236-sp-472.html' title='٩๏̯͡๏)۶ Mas ... needs a break... [ HP : 23.6% | SP : 4.72% ]'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-8787655005203459751</id><published>2008-06-17T18:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T18:23:46.038+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Is Life'/><title type='text'>I'm in love...</title><content type='html'>Kevin................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;..........................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br 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/&gt;..........................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;..........................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;..........................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;..........................................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;sell to me laaaaaa!!!  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*what did you all thought it was? Silly people... Muah AHa haHa haHa haHA ahAH ahA a*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Please please Please please Please please Please please... Pretty Please!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SFeRvfpENsI/AAAAAAAAAJg/tjoMajLTDaw/s1600-h/taylor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SFeRvfpENsI/AAAAAAAAAJg/tjoMajLTDaw/s320/taylor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212795338838259394" 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/12341421-8787655005203459751?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/8787655005203459751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=8787655005203459751&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8787655005203459751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8787655005203459751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/06/im-in-love.html' title='I&apos;m in love...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SFeRvfpENsI/AAAAAAAAAJg/tjoMajLTDaw/s72-c/taylor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-660909442130979510</id><published>2008-06-12T08:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T10:21:43.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I love my family...</title><content type='html'>You know how when you come home after a days work... and all you want to do is pull the blankets over you and zzzzzzzzz...? Last night was one of those days... Reached home around 9 plus... and saw 3 extra cars around... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*noooo... guests... why today?!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; So I went inside put on a weary face hoping that they wouldn't bug me to stay that much... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*oh... paquat session with Uncle Yem, Aunty Ain, Uncle Jojo and Aunty Hamidah... plus Ellen and the gang doing work in the middle of the night... must be some tender submission thing tomorrow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Threw my stuff in my room... went back down to show more face abit before turning to bed... As usual... with them around... I always knew they'd have some cool new gadget lying around somewhere for me to tinker with... Looks like Uncle Jojo got himself a TyTnII too... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*haha... kena bakar!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Of course them being them... they never fail to amuse me by telling me how good the stuff they got are when its usually I who recommends them in the first place... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*haha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While looking at Uncle Jojo's new phone... as usual Uncle Yem would tell about his under-utilised phones and how he don't know how to use them and try to convince me to teach them how. OMG... he got himself a B&amp;amp;O mobile phone?! WHY?!?! Seriously... too bling conscious already... which always make me cringe as being a gadget freak that I am... It really aches to see nice toys being under-utilised like this... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*hahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sitting down while I watched Uncle Jojo's tiles and steal some of his paquat skills... Uncle Yem sat next to me... and started on about how he needed to learn how to use a computer... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*nooooo.... don't make me teach you... please!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Went on about how he wants to get a laptop and with the rest throwing recommendations and all... I just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;layan&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;"Yeah la... my granddaughter also already know how to use the computer and play games la this la that la... You really have to teach me how to use the moose and..."&lt;/span&gt; WHAT THE?! MOOSE?!?! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*Muah AHa haH ahAH ahaHa haH ahaAH haHA ahHA ahAH ahA*&lt;/span&gt; I wanted to roll on the floor and die laughing! Of course I kena hit a few times for laughing so hard! Seriously... MOOSE?!?! Not only its wrong... its a totally different animal completely!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Waaaaaaaaaahahahahahahaha!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Seriously cannot tahan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then started to ask me to teach him to SMS... Alamak! I send him SMS, no wonder he never reply! Then Uncle Jojo started on about how the SMS dictionary sucks and how it always changes the alphabets to something else other than what he intended it to be... I was like... Heh?! Oh... looks like our MENSA member is doing a funny yet again! Oh how mummy loved to bug him when he does this as she went on about how she knew about predictive text messaging since 5 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While teaching them about SMS and Predictive text messaging and forever laughing about how seriously bad they were for buying gadgets and not using its functions... Uncle Yem got a funny SMS... an unknown person asking him "Who are you?" in chinese characters... Of course this family would not believe me when I tell them anything... so he had to ask Uncle Jojo what the fellow sent him... This then led me to teaching Uncle Jojo how to SMS in chinese... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Muah AH ahAH ahAH aha ahAH ahAH ahAH ahA...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Now that's FUNNY! I can't believe a malay is teaching a chinese how to SMS in chinese!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... sometimes... when you think that you're just too tired to handle anything other than the pillow that waits for you upstairs... I guess you really have to sit and stay awhile before you go... because... you'll never know how simple things can really cheer a person up... I love my family... they may be abit dysfunctional &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*whose isn't eh?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Seriously blur most of the time... Tire you out till you feel like crawling up and die some time or another... but when you least expect it... they seem to be able to make you smile... Love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-660909442130979510?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/660909442130979510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=660909442130979510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/660909442130979510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/660909442130979510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/06/i-love-my-family.html' title='I love my family...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-8065717868255001794</id><published>2008-06-11T11:52:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:36:44.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>P. Ramlee The Musical ROX!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SE9MS_YkXFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bIzcCyCyZDs/s1600-h/pramleeteather.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SE9MS_YkXFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bIzcCyCyZDs/s320/pramleeteather.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210467183026789458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they started the first season... I wanted to go watch... Told mummy bout it and she said she'll get us tickets and we'll go together... Kept reminding her about it the whole time it was showing... then suddenly... one night... she went and forgot about me?!?! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*What the!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Of course... I &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;merajuk&lt;/span&gt; with her for the whole week...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I finally get to watch it! I guess mummy made sure she got me tickets this time. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*giggling*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... The show was... AMAZING! If it weren't for the fact that they were all dancing and singing in MALAY... I thought I was in London! The whole production was simply world class! What amazes me most was the stage and set! I can't believe a Malaysian could create something so outstanding! I guess my expectations were low to begin with when it comes to Malaysian productions... but NEVER AGAIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course being me... I go seek for things that amazes me most... so after the show... While others wait for the actors to come out for photographs and autograph sessions... I went looking to find out who created the set! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*hahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ok... I may be weird... but Fazreen and I took photos... But seriously... It was really GOOD WORK! Thank You! Thank You! Thank You! Mummy, Aunty Jim &amp;amp; Tiara for the tickets!!! I really enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SE9SeJnSKlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/nBehc_Z7r3A/s1600-h/pramlee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SE9SeJnSKlI/AAAAAAAAAJY/nBehc_Z7r3A/s320/pramlee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210473971821193810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You all really should go watch it if you haven't done so!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-8065717868255001794?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/8065717868255001794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=8065717868255001794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8065717868255001794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8065717868255001794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/06/p-ramlee-musical-rox.html' title='P. Ramlee The Musical ROX!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/SE9MS_YkXFI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/bIzcCyCyZDs/s72-c/pramleeteather.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-2751730473220407572</id><published>2008-06-08T19:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-08T20:04:33.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><title type='text'>RM2.70/liter</title><content type='html'>Monthly Expenses...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Petrol : RM100 x 4 weeks = RM400&lt;br /&gt;Ciggies : RM7.30 x 5 Packs x 4 weeks = RM146&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I quit driving? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Muah AH ahaH ahHA haHA haH ahaH ahA*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-2751730473220407572?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/2751730473220407572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=2751730473220407572&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/2751730473220407572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/2751730473220407572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/06/rm270liter.html' title='RM2.70/liter'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-4062273137656739456</id><published>2008-05-31T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T11:54:11.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Part One: My Grandmother Taught Me...</title><content type='html'>... never give people reason to use things against you. Give to those what is due to them... even if it hurts your pockets... in other words... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVER CHEAT&lt;/span&gt;. Money may not be everything... but be careful of the power of money. Because money is the root of all evil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... why am I sharing this invaluable knowledge? Let me now share you a story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once upon a time a loving couple got married and they lived happily ever after... No... there's no such thing... If you watched 10th Kingdoms and such... You'll know that its true. When a marriage occurs... Two family are combined as one. We always hear about charming princes but never about the princes' family members. Cinderella's stem-mom might be a pain in the behind but we never knew if little Miss Cinderella had got it worse living in her new husband's castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... back to the real story... but wait... disclaimer first... To the people I work for... this has nothing to do with you... but you may enjoy this as much as I am writing it. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*Muah aH aha HAhaHA ahAH ahA HaH A...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a very skeptical person. I do not judge a person by their appearances but I am fully aware of what may or may not happen. When I was told that he would be joining the company... my first response was... be careful of what you give him... because he is the type to be an arrogant fool who will use it against you. What I got to this response was... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"No lah... he's decent"&lt;/span&gt;... Yes, decent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual... the direct people that be... gave the arrogant fool more than he deserved. Good post, good annual increment, good bonuses, a house to live in, good opportunity to learn and travel as well as earn a hefty income doing it. Why did I jump into saying that he does not deserve this? He comes in late and leaves on the dot. He does not turn off the aircond when he leaves his room which would go on till the next day if nobody were to check. He takes leaves and switches off the phone before the leave is even approved. To top it all off... he's just plain selfish and lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People nowadays... have no sense of responsibility in what they do. With that being said, they still are demanding what they &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINK&lt;/span&gt; is due to them... Why am I blogging this you ask? My grandmother also taught me not to allow people to step on your head. Well... I just can't sit back knowing we've been wrongfully accused now can I? What were we accused of doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. WE CHEATED HIM OFF HIS COMMISSIONS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACTS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;- His salary is... about 3k a month.&lt;br /&gt;- He's made a sale (GROSS PROFIT) of RM33k in the span of 2 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CALCULATIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- SALES TARGET/QUOTA PER YEAR = 3000 x 12 = RM36,000&lt;br /&gt;- TOTAL SALES ACHEIVED PER YEAR = 33,000 / 2 = RM16,500&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLAIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't pay him his commissions...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... Did he acheive his target let alone be entitled for commissions? Go figure... He didn't even make enough to cover half of his own annual salary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may turn around and say that its not us that you're accusing... But &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HALLOoOo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Do you even see who signs your paycheck? Who else do you think is able to give you what you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"deserve"&lt;/span&gt;? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*Why on earth were you made management only God knows!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. WE CHEATED HIM OFF HIS BENEFITS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACTS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- His salary is more than RM2,500...&lt;br /&gt;- His post is Assistant Technical Manager...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLAIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't pay him Overtime &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*WTF?!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey... I'm just a Software Engineer who earns abit less than you... Even when I had to go to work at 4am for server migration or come back over the weekends to meet deadlines... Or even be shipped of to HK or Thailand for implementations... I don't &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*freaking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; complain goddammit! I don't even claim for parking when I work in Mid &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*freaking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Valley! Here you are claiming every sen for every known expense... and what... OVERTIME?!?!?! Read the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*freaking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; labour law will you?!?! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*Why on earth were you made management only God knows!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. WE CHEATED HIM OFF HIS LABOUR ALLOWANCES...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- His salary is running with or without on-site visits...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CLAIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sub contractors earns more than he does and they're only technicians when he's management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sub contractors &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DO NOT&lt;/span&gt; earn a basic salary. What they do for on-site visits is their bread and butter. Even without this fact and the fact that they're only technicians... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They have 10 YEARS ON-SITE WORKING EXPERIENCE&lt;/span&gt;! What do you have? A FEW MONTHS?! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*Why on earth were you made management only God knows!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I were to write down his full name in this blog and were he to apply for another job one day... Imagine what his future would be like when nowadays every single employer is learning to google? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Muah haH ahaH ahaH ahH ahha haAH ahAH hA...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let this be a lesson to my friends and family... That when you leave something/someone/some place... Leave without reason for people to use it against you. If I am personally involved... You will read it in my blog... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*Muah ahHA haHA ahHA haAH ahAH ahAH aha...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-4062273137656739456?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/4062273137656739456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=4062273137656739456&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/4062273137656739456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/4062273137656739456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/05/part-one-my-grandmother-taught-me.html' title='Part One: My Grandmother Taught Me...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-250591598024624018</id><published>2008-05-04T10:50:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T11:30:26.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Is Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F*rk On Roads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><title type='text'>For My Lost Love...</title><content type='html'>I'm calm now... After so many years being together... Although I couldn't believe it had happened. Its time to move on... Thank you for everything... I couldn't have asked for more than what you have been giving me for so many years... I'm so sorry for being so blind... If life gives me a second chance to turn back time... I would have done things differently... Please remember... I love you... Always... Now and forever... This song is for you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;가면 (Persona)&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;      목에 메어 와서 눈물이          흘러서 눈앞이 흐려서          걸을 수 없어서&lt;br /&gt;      조금씩 내게 멀어지는          널 붙잡아낼 힘조차도          부를 수도 없었나봐&lt;br /&gt;      찢겨져 흩어진 이미 썩어버린          못쓰게 돼버린 내 가슴으로          널&lt;br /&gt;      한번도 웃게 하지 못한          건 내 미쳐버린 집착이란          걸&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;      *날 돌아보지 마 뒤돌아보지          마 그대로 뛰어가 날 잊고          살아가&lt;br /&gt;      멀리 조금 더 멀리 내게서          더 멀리 도망가&lt;br /&gt;      이렇게 못난 날 이렇게          못된 날 어리석었던 날          잘 떠나간 거야&lt;br /&gt;      추억은 하지 마 기억도          하지 마 차라리 죽을 만큼          외롭더라도&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;      잘 지내라는 말 미안하다는          말 행복했었단 말 날 떠나려면&lt;br /&gt;      날 차라리 여기서 죽이고          가 니가 없인 하루하루          죽어갈 내 모습인 걸&lt;br /&gt;      알잖아 너도 알고 있잖아          이미 돌아갈 수 없을 만큼&lt;br /&gt;      너를 닮아버린 나는 어떻게          도대체 어떻게 왜 날 떠나려고          하니 왜&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;moge me-eo waseo noonmooree heulleoseo noonap'ee heuryeoseo keoreul soo          eopseoseo&lt;br /&gt;        jogeumssheek naege meoreojeeneun neol pootjabanael heemjochado pooreul          soodo eopseottnabwa&lt;br /&gt;        jjeetgyeojyeo jeut'eojeen eemee sseogeobeoreen motsseuge twaebeoreen nae          kaseumeoro neol&lt;br /&gt;        hanbeondo ootge hajee mot'an keon nae meechyeobeoreen jeepchageeran keol        &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;*nal torabojee ma tweedorabojee ma keudaero ddwee-eoga nal eetgo saraga         &lt;br /&gt;        meollee jogeum teo meollee naegeseo teo meollee tomangga&lt;br /&gt;        eereok'e motnan nal eereok'e motdwen nal eoreeseogeottdeon nal jal ddeonagan          keoya&lt;br /&gt;        choo-eogeun hajee ma kee-eokdo hajee ma chararee joogeul mank'eum weropdeorado        &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;jal jeenaeraneun mal meeanhadaneun mal haengbok'aesseottdan mal nal ddeonaryeomyeon         &lt;br /&gt;        nal chararee yeogeeseo joogeego ka neega eopsheen harooharoo joogeogal          nae moseubeengeol&lt;br /&gt;        aljana neodo algo eettjana eemee toragal soo eopseul mank'eum&lt;br /&gt;        neoreul talmabeoreen naneun eoddeok'e todaeche eoddeok'e wae nal ddeonaryeogo          hanee wae &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;*repeat 2x &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Because my throat bruned, my tears fell, because&lt;br /&gt;      everything infront of me blurred and because I couldn't walk&lt;br /&gt;      I must not have been able to even call enough strength to&lt;br /&gt;      hold onto you, who's getting farther away.&lt;br /&gt;      Not being able to make you laugh at least once, with my&lt;br /&gt;      heart that's ripped and broken and already withered away&lt;br /&gt;      and useless, is my crazy attachment. &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;         * Don't turn to look at me, Don't turn around.&lt;br /&gt;      Just run away as you are and forget me.&lt;br /&gt;      Farther, a little farther, run away farther away from me.&lt;br /&gt;      It's good that you've left me who's so bad, so unworthy, so foolish.&lt;br /&gt;      Don't have any memories don't even remember me.&lt;br /&gt;      Even if you're so lonely you think you might die. &lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;The words, "be well" and "i'm sorry"&lt;br /&gt;      if you're wanting to leave me&lt;br /&gt;      than instead just kill me right here and go.&lt;br /&gt;      Without you, day by day I'll die away.&lt;br /&gt;      But you know, you know enough that it's already too late to go back.&lt;br /&gt;      What about me who's become so much like you.&lt;br /&gt;      How in the world? Why are you trying to leave me? 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Ambitious and serious. Loves to teach and be taught. Always looking at people's flaws and weaknesses. Likes to criticize. Hardworking and productive. Smart, neat and organized. Sensitive and has deep thoughts. Knows how to make others happy. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Rather reserved. Highly attentive. Resistant to illnesses but prone to colds. Romantic but has difficulties expressing love. Loves children. Loyal. Has great social abilities yet easily jealous. Very stubborn and money cautious.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;FEBRUARY: Abstract thoughts. Loves reality and abstract. Intelligent and clever. Changing personality. Attractive. Sexy. Temperamental. Quiet, shy and humble. Honest and loyal. Determined to reach goals. Loves freedom. Rebellious when restricted. Loves aggressiveness. Too sensitive and easily hurt. Gets angry really easily but does not show it. Dislikes unnecessary things. Loves making friends but rarely shows it. Daring and stubborn. Ambitious. Realizes dreams and hopes. Sharp. Loves entertainment and leisure. Romantic on the inside not outside. Superstitious and ludicrous. Spendthrift. Tries to learn to show emotions.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MARCH: Attractive personality. Sexy. Affectionate. Shy and reserved. Secretive. Naturally honest, generous and sympathetic. Loves peace and serenity. Sensitive to others. Loves to serve others. Easily angered. Trustworthy. Appreciative and returns kindness. Observant and assesses others. Revengeful. Loves to dream and fantasize. Loves traveling. Loves attention. Hasty decisions in choosing partners. Loves home decors. Musically talented. Loves special things. Moody.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;APRIL: Active and dynamic. Decisive and hasty but tends to regret. Attractive and affectionate to oneself. Strong mentality. Loves attention. Diplomatic. Consoling, friendly and solves people's problems. Brave and fearless. Adventurous. Loving and caring. Suave and generous. Emotional. Aggressive. Hasty. Good memory. Moving. Motivates oneself and others. Sickness usually of the head and chest. Sexy in a way that only their lover can see.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;MAY: Stubborn and hard-hearted. Strong-willed and highly motivated. Sharp thoughts. Easily angered. Attracts others and loves attention. Deep feelings. Beautiful physically and mentally. Firm Standpoint. Needs no motivation. Easily consoled. Systematic (left brain). Loves to dream. Strong clairvoyance. Understanding. Sickness usually in the ear and neck. Good imagination. Good physical. Weak breathing. Loves literature and the arts. Loves traveling. Dislike being at home. Restless. Not having many children. Hardworking. High spirited. Spendthrift.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JUNE: Thinks far with vision. Easily influenced by kindness. Polite and soft-spoken. Having ideas. Sensitive. Active mind. Hesitating, tends to delay. Choosy and always wants the best. Temperamental. Funny and humorous. Loves to joke. Good debating skills. Talkative. Daydreamer. Friendly. Knows how to make friends. Able to show character. Easily hurt. Prone to getting colds. Loves to dress up. Easily bored. Fussy. Seldom shows emotions. Takes time to recover when hurt. Brand conscious. Executive. Stubborn.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;JULY: Fun to be with. Secretive. Difficult to fathom and to be understood. Quiet unless excited or tensed. Takes pride in oneself. Has reputation. Easily consoled. Honest. Concerned about people's feelings. Tactful. Friendly. Approachable. Emotional temperamental and unpredictable. Moody and easily hurt. Witty and sparkly. Not revengeful. Forgiving but never forgets. Dislikes nonsensical and unnecessary things. Guides others physically and mentally. Sensitive and forms impressions carefully. Caring and loving. Treats others equally. Strong sense of sympathy. Wary and sharp. Judges people through observations. Hardworking. No difficulties in studying. Loves to be alone. Always broods about the past and the old friends. Likes to be quiet. Homely person. Waits for friends. Never looks for friends. Not aggressive unless provoked. Prone to having stomach and dieting problems. Loves to be loved. Easily hurt but takes long to recover.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;AUGUST: Loves to joke. Attractive. Suave and caring. Brave and fearless. Firm and has leadership qualities. Knows how to console others. Too generous and egoistic. Takes high pride in oneself. Thirsty for praises. Extraordinary spirit. Easily angered. Angry when provoked. Easily jealous. Observant. Careful and cautious. Thinks quickly. Independent thoughts. Loves to lead and to be led. Loves to dream. Talented in the arts, music and defense. Sensitive but not petty. Poor resistance against illnesses. Learns to relax. Hasty and trusty. Romantic. Loving and caring. Loves to make friends.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SEPTEMBER: Suave and compromising. Careful, cautious and organized. Likes to point out people's mistakes. Likes to criticize. Stubborn. Quite but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; able to talk well. Calm and cool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Kind and sympathetic. Concerned and detailed. Loyal but not always honest.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Does work well. Very confident. Sensitive. Good memory. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: normal; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Clever and knowledgeable. Loves to look for information. Must control oneself when criticizing.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Able to motivate oneself. Understanding. Fun to be around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Secretive&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Loves leisure and traveling. Hardly shows emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. Tends to bottle up feelings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; Very choosy, especially in relationships. Systematic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;OCTOBER: Loves to chat. Loves those who loves them. Loves to take things at the center. Inner and physical beauty. Lies but doesn't pretend. Gets angry often. Treats friends importantly. Always making friends. Easily hurt but recovers easily. Daydreamer. Opinionated. Does not care of what others think. Emotional. Decisive. Strong clairvoyance. Loves to travel, the arts and literature. Touchy and easily jealous. Concerned. Loves outdoors. Just and fair. Spendthrift. Easily influenced. Easily loses confidence. Loves children.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOVEMBER: Has a lot of ideas. Difficult to fathom. Thinks forward. Unique and brilliant. Extraordinary ideas. Sharp thinking. Fine and strong clairvoyance. Can become good doctors. Dynamic in personality. Secretive. Inquisitive. Knows how to dig secrets. Always thinking. Less talkative but amiable. Brave and generous. Patient. Stubborn and hard-hearted. If there is a will, there is a way. Determined. Never give up. Hardly becomes angry unless provoked. Loves to be alone. Thinks differently from others. Sharp-minded. Motivates oneself. Does not appreciate praises. High-spirited. Well-built and tough. Deep love and emotions. Romantic. Uncertain in relationships. Homely. Hardworking. High abilities. Trustworthy. Honest and keeps secrets. Not able to control emotions. Unpredictable.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;DECEMBER: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loyal and generous&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Sexy&lt;/strike&gt;. Patriotic. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Active in games and interactions&lt;/span&gt;. Impatient and hasty. Ambitious. Influential in organizations. Fun to be with. Loves to socialize. &lt;strike&gt;Loves praises&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Loves attention&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;strike&gt;Loves to be loved&lt;/strike&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Honest and trustworthy&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Not pretending&lt;/span&gt;. Short tempered. Changing personality. Not egotistic. Take high pride in oneself. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hates restrictions&lt;/span&gt;. Loves to joke. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Good sense of humor&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Logical&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;I am tagging: NO ONE! WOO HOO! SO STOP TAGGING ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-2734717602277809087?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/2734717602277809087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=2734717602277809087&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/2734717602277809087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/2734717602277809087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/03/birth-month-tag.html' title='BIRTH MONTH TAG'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-7823058862463288131</id><published>2008-01-08T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T10:22:07.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leelwan : You're It!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;My cheeky &lt;a href="http://leelwan.blogspot.com/"&gt;niece&lt;/a&gt; tagged me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rules:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;link to your tagger and post these rules.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;list eight (8) random facts about yourself. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tag eight people at the end of this post and list their names. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;let them know they've been tagged by leaving them a comment on their blogs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;list eight (8) random facts about myself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt; i USED to love pink &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*when i was 5*&lt;/span&gt;... and since i HATE it now... ppl wont let me hear the end of it!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i was a cheerleader for 3 whole years when i was in school! waaaaaaaaaakakakkakkaa!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i got a brown belt in karate... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*can't seem to find sensei lee to continue training*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; i won the longest drive in an astro masters golf competition... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*yup! i beat the guys!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; i can play the guitar... and maybe the piano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt; i write web applications for a living and got myself my dream job!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i spend RM1k a month on scrapbooking materials... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*dammit... i'm addicted to paper*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i got 93% for my elementary 1 mandarin test yesterday... =P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;i am tagging the following people (unless they have done it already):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://x0ra.blogdrive.com/"&gt;akak&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://atanmaya.blogdrive.com/"&gt;macha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://babyjaimee.wan.la/"&gt;baby jaimee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://munaks.thoughtpending.com/"&gt;asrar bitch&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://cluckerr.blogspot.com/"&gt;natwali&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dayglimmer.blogspot.com/"&gt;pokemon&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://otakuborderline.com/"&gt;hatori&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://antix.blogdrive.com/"&gt;beg gila&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-7823058862463288131?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/7823058862463288131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=7823058862463288131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7823058862463288131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7823058862463288131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2008/01/leelwan-youre-it.html' title='Leelwan : You&apos;re It!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-5952945589162895853</id><published>2007-12-02T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T07:34:38.967+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>Birthday 2007</title><content type='html'>Yet another year has passed... I'm getting old... Dang! Started out with a monkey and a card...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning... Azrina surprised me by showing up at my door with an orchid plant! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*Thanks so much gal! Although it took me quite awhile to realise it was you... too early la... hahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; They took me for a dimsum lunch at Subang Parade... Had desserts at "The dessert's bar" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*a cozy place with homemade ice-cream yum!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ucop joined us and we went to the arcade to play... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*hahahaha... I'll never be too old to play!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... Finished Time Crisis 2... Lost in Daytona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*because the chair keeps making me slide down how to drive?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... We finished the last of the  tokens shooting hoops &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*That was a really addictive game... Luckily our arms felt like it was about to come off or else...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went back to get ready for dinner... Azrina and Ucop couldn't join us... So it was only us and Ellen... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*Thanks Ellen for the coke cans... It was very thoughtful*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; We went to Jake's for dinner... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*It was soooOOOooOooo long ago since we went there!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I finally get to taste what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Wagyu Tenderloin Beef"&lt;/span&gt; is like! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*OMG It's truly out of this world... Melts in your mouth and all!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I HAD A GREAT TIME!&lt;/span&gt; Thanks so much to all those who made it special!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wishes&lt;br /&gt;Nov 30th&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Michelle Lim 3.53am (Facebook Msg) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*My cousin whom I have yet to meet in person! Since this is the case... I forgive you for wishing me a day early! kekekekeke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Halimy 12:00am (In Person)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Auntie Sara 12:00am (MSN)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Myra 12:00am (MSN)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Azrina 12:01am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ucop 12:02am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Myra 12:04am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Auntie Sara 12:11am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fashni 12:24am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fashni 12.35am (Facebook Wall Post + Virtual Cake) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*gotta love facebook*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ellen 6:58am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uncle Ashar &amp;amp; Family 7:44am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HSBC AutoSMS 8.33am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fazreen 9.26am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chitra 9.41am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mazleen &amp;amp; Family 9.41am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beg 10.09am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mei Mei 10.27am (MSN)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cairil 10.31am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jennifer 10.48am (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yambo 11.25am (Phone call)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mummy 12+pm (In Person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Azrina 12+pm (In Person)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Asrar 1.29pm (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nazrin 1.33pm (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Farah Diana Yahya 2.36pm (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Auntie Hamidah 3.15pm (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Afaz 4.25pm (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ernie 7.47pm (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ellen 7.30pm (In Person)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Azmarea, Alan &amp;amp; Akak 8+pm(Phone Call) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*my niece is so adorable!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daddy 8.27 (Voicemail)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Abang Ular" 8.44pm (Facebook Wall Post) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*Argh I'm bad with names...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Natali 10.01pm (Voicemail)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daddy 10.19pm (Phone call)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Peen Fong 10.20pm (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mei Mei 11.22pm (SMS)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hui Teck ?.?? (Facebook Gift)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Afaz ?.?? (Facebook Gift)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dec 2nd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jassmin 6.02am (Facebook Wall Post + Apology) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*I forgive you hahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fahmi 6.03am (Facebook Msg) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*My long lost cousin! Since you are in the States... I forgive you for wishing me a day late! kekekeke!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who are listed above and those I forgot to list, I'm really sorry for not replying your SMS/MSN/Facebook messages... So here's my thank you note! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hopes and wishes really means so much to me! Thanks so much so much!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-5952945589162895853?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/5952945589162895853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=5952945589162895853&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/5952945589162895853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/5952945589162895853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2007/12/birthday-2007.html' title='Birthday 2007'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-6713934227895906716</id><published>2007-11-05T09:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:36:44.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><title type='text'>Terry Fox Run KL 2007 : I'm FLYING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/RzUTCB6SorI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6hZP2jPlu78/s1600-h/tfr_wMyra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/RzUTCB6SorI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6hZP2jPlu78/s400/tfr_wMyra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131028276052140722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Okay... No need to shout... I'm not updating much... I know... Here's one worth writing about though... Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was Terry Fox Run KL 2007... The run took place at Lake Gardens... That's where the "Tugu Negara", Bird Park and not too far the Parliment building is located too MYRA! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*children nowadays*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began when last year my dear friend Deen attended the same run... I guess she made me promise to join her for the next which happened to be yesterday... So here's the full detailed story of what happened...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.30am - Wake Halimy to come pick and send me... &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*we got him the shirt but he didn't want to join... so too bad... he has to send me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.00am - Got myself a 30min extended sleep and woke up myself. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*daaang... its too early to be awake on a SUNDAY! wargh!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.30am - All dressed in a gory looking T-Shirt of the event and chucked all the equipment into the car... We're late... Need to pick up my lil cousin Myra! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*wargh!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.15am - Picked up Myra who lives all the way in Sri Kembangan and off to our meeting point at TTDI... Ina's house...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.00am - We made it! Woo hoo! We're punctual! Yeay! Eh? Deen and Ucop not here? Waaaaaahahhahaha... Wished I slept more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.15am - We all made our way to Devi's Corner in TTDI for brekkie while we wait for the arrival of the other 2 crazy people... Mmmm... Paper Thosai! Its good to be in Malaysia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.40am - Rushed our way to Lake Gardens... Ucop forgot his skates... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*What la you!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.10am - We arrived! Parked at the side of the road... Walked to the starting point... Halfway there... The RUN STARTED ALREADY?!?!?! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*obviously... we're late... dummy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We all put on our skates... Myra &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*although not bad for a beginner...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was assisted by Deen... since i'm not all too confident to bring her myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we are skating skating... Ina who used to be very good at it... Seemed to have lost her confidence after taking a very bad fall at some SNS &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;*Saturday Night Skate*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in Putrajaya some time ago... Poor Deen had to double and sometimes triple back a few times so that we or she could catch up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first small slope wasn't all that hard for me... Since there were no one around much... and I had alot of space to stop... Ina couldn't... So she took of her skates and walked down... Myra did very well assisted by Deen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second slope... I will never forget it since I'm still suffering from the events that followed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myra and Deen went first... My turn... the slope wasn't bad... The thing is... there were alot alot of people... and right at the bottom of the slope was a big crack of holes and a gentle curve... So... standing at the top of the slope... I calculated my move... alot of people so I had to distant the number of people before starting my descent... Here I go... looking good... people check... all spaced out... first obstacle... the crack... jumped across... woot! Made it! Uh-oh... I picked up speed! Swerved a few people... and then... OH NO! A family of five decided to block the whole path! Breaking was too late... The gentle curve was starting... The only option left was... take the fall! So there I was... right at the beginning of the curve... I jumped off the path onto the grass... the sudden change made me stop dead in my tracks and I couldn't bend my knees to fall... All I could think was... my camera and phone in my backpack so... DO NOT TURN OVER! So... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SPLAT!!! I FLEW, SPREAD EAGLE, FACE FORWARD! I BELIEVE I CAN FLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My elbows stopped me from eating grass... But it wasn't enough to stop me from slamming down hard on my stomach... the impact towards my chest made it impossible to take another breath... So there... for a full 10 seconds I lay flat there... motionless until I am able to take my next breath... Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhahahahahahhahahaha!!! My friends told me what it was like at their point of view... and I couldn't stop laughing... It was really hilarious... Its been quite long since I fell on skates... So I guess... This is truly a blog-able story... Don't you think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now... still in pain... and sore from yesterday's fall... I should say the event was enjoyable... I'll be back NEXT YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-6713934227895906716?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/6713934227895906716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=6713934227895906716&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6713934227895906716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/6713934227895906716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2007/11/terry-fox-run-kl-2007-im-flying.html' title='Terry Fox Run KL 2007 : I&apos;m FLYING!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/RzUTCB6SorI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/6hZP2jPlu78/s72-c/tfr_wMyra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-5650865336851803848</id><published>2007-08-31T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:36:44.683+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>HAPPY 50TH BIRTHDAY MALAYSIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/RtekBViQb6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/UXsoYRcbRp8/s1600-h/DSCN1112.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/RtekBViQb6I/AAAAAAAAAH4/UXsoYRcbRp8/s320/DSCN1112.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This photo was taken at Aunty Jim's house. We were all there last night waiting for fireworks show as the view was overlooking the skyline horizon of the whole of KL... Unfortunately, KLCC was a big dissapointment as nothing was displayed in that area. We could see somewhere over the horizon near PJ/Shah Alam area having a big show which lasted more than 15 minutes! But this photo was taken near Jusco in Melati area there. I guess the Japanese who were having their own entry for the Merdeka Fireworks competition at Putrajaya had lots of extra fireworks... so we get to see some here... &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Hihihihihi*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting, mummy and Nazrin's in-laws ++ had a blast playing mahjong while a second table was opened for pokuat (dead rummy)... Somebody &lt;em&gt;"sapu"&lt;/em&gt; the whole lot and got himself a pair of golf shoes and half-set bag! &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*WaaaaaaahahAH aa HaHA hah Ha hA Ha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was just a normal "family gathering" with some in and out-laws plus friends for Aunty Jim... We had fun... 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Wishing them all the best in their future undertakings together... And hope you make lotsa lotsa mini Nazrins and Jennifers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CONGRATS!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-8266051660041524567?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/8266051660041524567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=8266051660041524567&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8266051660041524567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8266051660041524567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2007/08/congratulations-nazrin-jennifer.html' title='Congratulations Nazrin &amp; Jennifer!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/RsQt5liQb5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/PpBNveoW5x8/s72-c/nazjen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-3971214488847131191</id><published>2007-07-20T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:36:45.100+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F*rk On Roads'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><title type='text'>GOOD BYE CIB!</title><content type='html'>Okay... I'll admit... I was so darn lazy to write... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*new mid year resolution... write more... hehehehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where have I gone to? In 5th March 2007, I started working for CiBNet Station Sdn Bhd. Even though the pay wasn't that yummy, I thought to myself, this is your dream job... You can grow with it. The reason I say it was my dream job was... Working Hours : 10am - 7pm &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I can sleep in! Woo hoo!*&lt;/span&gt;... Dress code : Nil &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I can wear my jeans and crocs! Yaattaaa!*&lt;/span&gt;... Industry : Online Games &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*OMG... Could it be any better than this?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here was where I met a few interesting people. On my first day... I was located to my cubicle. On my right was a wall, on my left was Crono &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*the office psycho*&lt;/span&gt;... My first task?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Here... install these games and learn them"... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I'm in heaven*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... they weren't the best games I have ever played... but a game is a game!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why did I call Crono a psycho? Well after a few days knowing this loud-mouthed, vulgar and destructive individual... Using his favourite broken-backrest-chair to support his legs while he slept or work... You will know why yourself... He would sometimes annoy me by singing his own version of malay nursery rhymes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buah cempedak di luar pagar,&lt;br /&gt;Ambil Lanciao tolong jolokkan,&lt;br /&gt;Saya budak baru belajar hamsap,&lt;br /&gt;Kalau salah tolong ajarkan ... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day... while I was busy working on something... This psycho got bored... He started his usual annoying song... then took his broken-backrest-chair to roll it with his feet hitting the cubicle wall dividing us. The next thing I knew my screen went blue and said &lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;"Windows is shutting down"&lt;/span&gt;... I turned to him and asked... &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Me: What did you do?"... "Psycho: Where got I do anything?"&lt;/span&gt; I looked down and there it was... his chair nicely placed where my computer's reset button is!!! So what did I do? I got so angry and crazy myself... I actually got up and strangled him!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Waaaaaaahahahahhahahaha*&lt;/span&gt; So you can say that the rest of the office got scared of me as much as they were scared of him since then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This company really has the ultimate Chinamen Environment. On my first day... Someone actually came up to me and said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Mas ah... chi chaw chi chaw chi chaw chi chaw chinese sentence here&lt;chi&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously I couldn't understand a word that guy was saying... So I could only reply...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Which part of the name Mas sounded remotely like a chinese speaking person to you?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So working there... there were many moments where Psycho and others would speak english to me halfway and stop to ask another colleague &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"How to say ah?"&lt;/span&gt; in Mandarin/Cantonese...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I dont only play games as a profession... I'm a web programmer... and I made this ---&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.pko.com.my/"&gt;http://www.pko.com.my/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*not the screen design of course... I hate pink if its still pink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... here's the list of the people and how I would personally describe them just to see how my life was like daily for the past few months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MIS DEPT&lt;br /&gt;------------&lt;br /&gt;Kelvin [My Head of Dept]: Very blur blur, sometimes feel like slapping his face... My famous quote to him - "You're not stupid! You idiot!"... As my boss... He's a dog but then... I'm quite difficult to manage... He tried though! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Hahahaha!*&lt;/span&gt; But as a friend... He's very reliable... Its just too bad that CiB "OWNS" him. Don't angry ah Kelvin Baskit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crono [Office Psycho]: What more can I say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliff [Good Boy]: Very quiet and shy... I loved teasing him with Kiki &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hihihi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/RqA2LJWdCvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fmaLLzxtn5E/s1600-h/creative.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089127144045218546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: left" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/RqA2LJWdCvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fmaLLzxtn5E/s320/creative.jpg" align="left" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CREATIVE DEPT&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I have no idea why there's no such department but is under marketing instead!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hafidz [Mr. Macho is what Crono calls him]: My lunch buddy... Designs really nice things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiki [My Girlfriend]: She's almost as crazy as I am! The only person I'm afraid of in CiB!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francis [Noob Hai]: I sometimes have to tell him at least 3 times to design me something... Only after the 3rd time I would sketch out what it should be like... and he would go &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"OOOoooOOoooOOooOhhhh!!!!"&lt;/span&gt; and start hitting me... wth?!  hahaha... Miss you boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARKETING DEPT&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------&lt;br /&gt;Sharon [Cute Hamster] : Resigned... One of CiB's mistakes to let her go... She is a one gal show! She's usually the first to arrive and the last to leave! I remember one time... where I had to come in at 9am and could only go home at 10pm for two straight days to rush the launch of the website. She was the reason I could go on and on because she's there when no one else is... No lunch, No break, No Toilet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kevin [Noob Lan] : Resigned... He's the only marketing person I could actually relate with... Maybe its because he's more of a graphics designer than a marketing person... He's good at anything he puts his mind to... but still NOOB LAN! My big brother in CiB... His english SUX though! Famous quote when I asked him something - &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"This thing ah? Apa you mau? Wo bu zhi dao la... Lei kong meh?"&lt;/span&gt; What the... ?!?!?! Truly Asia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Tut : One time... Made him sift through his own chat log file so that MIS dept wouldn't have to spoon feed him information especially when we already sent it to them... Poor guy... almost went crazy... HAHAHAHA!!! That was fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenne [Attention Seeker] : Hahaha... Kenne Gila! Crazy guy... Can't stand me greeting others and not greeting him... Great Siao Guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jocasta [My Translator] : She's the only considerate chinese who translates for me whenever the rest of them change to their mother-tongue! Love you gal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will not continue to mention about the rest of the marketing staff... because really they are the main reason why I had to let go of this dream job... So... Good Riddance to the rest of you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CUSTOMER SERVICE DEPT&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Franky [Sakai] : Resigned... I used to pick this sakai up every morning on the roadside... And listen to him crap about everything... But he's my monkey buddy... A Great Friend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Beh : I haven't had the chance to nickname him yet... He's reliable... One time... The idiots in marketing didn't want to take responsibility for their own event... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*stupid idiots ended an event on Sunday midnight but never want to be around to follow through with it*&lt;/span&gt; I and Ah Beh saw it through with the help of Mun and Eric [graveyard shifties]... Big guy... Bigger heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Luk : I think he's very righteous... He'll say things like &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;"Going to go kill yourself?"&lt;/span&gt; in malay whenever someone steps out to have a ciggie break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cammy : I dont know which department you're in... But this gal is sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afaz: This is a sweet boy... Annoying, opportunistic and naughty at times... but still sweet... You got what you wanted boy! Stop complaining! Hahahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Syaffiq, Ejai, Alvin, Mun, Eric, Sing Hau, Anthony... : Colours of CiB... These people make my day complete... Great place for a cheering up! Thanks Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADMIN DEPT&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;Twinnie : This gal... I love to disturb... Miss you gal! Whenever I get bored... I'd help her with stuff... things my mum used to make me do when I was 9... hahaha... from helping her sort out receipts, glue stamps, fold posters to designing floor plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juane : Resigned... I miss this gal too! They sit together... so I used to disturb them together... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Hihihi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joey : Never got a chance to know this gal... But... It was a pleasure meeting you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MANAGEMENT&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;Adrian : He's sometimes annoying... But it was real fun to have him as your boss... Good Luck with your revolution Boss!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jessie : She's nice... Likes to hit me on my backside... You really should open your eyes more mummy! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Hihihihi*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michael [Consultant] : This guy... I love to argue with... Stop coning and insulting people la! I know la you are consultant! Waaaaaahahahahahhaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John &amp;amp; Alan : Never really got a chance to really know the two big bosses... So I wish you guys all the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all... It was really a fun experience! I will miss you guys... The good the bad the ugly... It was truly wholesome... And as I end this post... Once I stepped out... and once I write this... there's no turning back! Thanks for the memories!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Peace Tol Good Bye!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-3971214488847131191?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/3971214488847131191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=3971214488847131191&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/3971214488847131191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/3971214488847131191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2007/07/okay.html' title='GOOD BYE CIB!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_xysLnhNuo_M/RqA2LJWdCvI/AAAAAAAAAHo/fmaLLzxtn5E/s72-c/creative.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-7179502571666331147</id><published>2007-07-10T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T06:41:16.211+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BlogThings'/><title type='text'>My Daemon Is A Jackal?!?!</title><content type='html'>Help me find myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=174711"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://goldencompassmovie.com/goldenCompass_blog.swf?id=174711" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" menu="false" width="450" height="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it sounds like 'clever'... but please be honest? Hihihihi...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-7179502571666331147?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/7179502571666331147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=7179502571666331147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7179502571666331147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/7179502571666331147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2007/07/my-daemon-is-jackal.html' title='My Daemon Is A Jackal?!?!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-4408531959925378817</id><published>2006-12-30T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T11:13:39.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerd Alert'/><title type='text'>Finally!!!</title><content type='html'>... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*kissing the bandwidth floor!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been going crazy and totally helpless for the past few days... Why? Because of Taiwan's earthquake. No... I'm not that of a humanitarianist freak. I'm worse... I need my internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at 0054 hours today... I managed to log back in MSN and patch up a few games! I guess this is probably one of those few times that I am not able to vent out my frustrations at anyone or at anything as it is the work of God. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*I can't be cursing God now right?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have I been up to? Alot actually... But still in no mood to write about anything. So please bear with me if my posts are abit like me... disoriented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had dinner with RS and the rest. We went to King Crab restaurant. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*even though it was only probably a 15 minute walk to Fatty Crab... idiots!*&lt;/span&gt; Couldn't enjoy the meal... because they ordered pork and frogs legs... wtf?! I ended up eating rice with some fish and lots and lots of mantou... =P It wasn't all for nothing... I finally get to meet Rosia. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Max, Jo &amp; Asrar... go die*&lt;/span&gt; If it wasn't because of Charles' birthday... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*I didn't get him anything... sorry Charles*&lt;/span&gt; Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people who were called back from vacation just to give us back our bandwidth... I salute you... Even though I do feel that the time is better spent to help out the people in Taiwan and Johor. But... I thank you! Thank You Thank You Thank You!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... I've really gone crazy... siao siao siao siao siao........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-4408531959925378817?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/4408531959925378817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=4408531959925378817&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/4408531959925378817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/4408531959925378817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/12/finally.html' title='Finally!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-3143641386269438008</id><published>2006-12-02T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T03:23:13.113+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>Thanks you guys...</title><content type='html'>... you really made my day! In order of sequence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Halimy (in person) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*12.01am*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mummy (card via Halimy) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*12.02am... this is cheating!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Angela Wing RO Konoha Friend (MSN) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*12.03am... sorry didn't reply... too sleepy*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Auntie Sara (e-mail &amp; MSN) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*12 something I think... asleep already*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alan Macha Bro in Law (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*6 something wake up alarm?!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ellen Mum's Friend (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*7 something... no need sleep like this*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Elina Childhood Friend (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*7.34am*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;HSBC Bank Auto Wish (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*8.29am...lol!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Azrina BBGS Friend (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*8.30am*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fazreen BBGS Friend (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*8.42am... "Happy World AIDS Day?" Haha!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mazleen TSE (MSN) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*10 something... trying to go back to sleep*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Auntie Sara again? (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*10.43am... Reminding me how old I am... =P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jassmin (Phonecall) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*11 something*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crystal Hikari RO Konoha Friend (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*12.01pm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Auntie Ann (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*2.05pm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lee John (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*3.42pm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Jassmin (in person) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*4 something*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daddy (Phonecall) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*4.34pm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Akak (Phonecall) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*4.59pm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nazrin (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*5.53pm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Farah Diana BBGS Friend, Fazreen, Azrina &amp;amp; Ucop (in person) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*8.30++pm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Myra (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*10.20pm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Uncle Lah, Auntie Sara, Natali &amp; Myra (Voicemail) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9966;"&gt;*10.22pm... you guys are really cute*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mummy, Ellen, Peen Foong (in person) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*10++pm*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Azlind BBGS Friend (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*10.38pm... wished you joined us for dinner*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Auntie Jim &amp;amp; Family (SMS) &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*1.09am*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I read some superstitious crap somewhere &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*google of course*&lt;/span&gt; stating that your birthday and the day you were born is when your "spiritual state" is weakest. I guess that is why in some cultures people tend to hide their day of birth and time and date and everything that has to do with the day they were born from their enemies or avoid displaying it somewhere public in fear of it being used against them... Well... by using spiritual methods... things like voodoo and santau and such... I suppose this is also a reason why people celebrate their birthdays and are surrounded by people and warm wishes... helps to strengthen their spiritual state... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*again I'm guessing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As for me... I don't believe in such things... but to all of you who have celebrated this day with me, and making sure my spirit is strengthen almost every of my waking hour on this day by showering me with your love and warm wishes, the thoughtful gifts, and precious time spent personally with me... Especially to those whom I didn't reply or only replied at a later time... I'm truly sorry... from the bottom of my heart... I thank you all... You all have really made my day special... Love you all to pieces!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hmm... Interesting... the number of wishes is equivalent to my age! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*scary! LOL!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-3143641386269438008?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/3143641386269438008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=3143641386269438008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/3143641386269438008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/3143641386269438008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/12/thanks-you-guys.html' title='Thanks you guys...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-1351965009519617397</id><published>2006-11-29T02:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T02:32:02.158+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerd Alert'/><title type='text'>My Yummy New Toys!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4269/1506/1600/835600/DSCN0581.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/4269/1506/320/751377/DSCN0581.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wowee!!! I finally got my hands on a Shuttle XPC!!! After 3 long years of drooling over it... I got myself one as a birthday treat! What are you looking at you ask? That little toaster sized box on the right is the computer... Yes... it is! I'm not joking! Complete with Intel Pentium D 3.4GHz processor, 1GB RAM, 250GB HDD, DVD Writer &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*forgot the spec*&lt;/span&gt;, added-on an MSI NX7600GS Graphics Accelerator and 2 x 19" LCD Monitor running on dual mode! Woo Hoo!!! This feat is made possible by combining my Hari Raya ang pao &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*well lu pao since its green... wait mixing mandarin and cantonese already... hahahaha*&lt;/span&gt; with my graduation ang pao mummy gave me! Hmm... Actually... I didn't spend that much... But then again... I don't normally spend this amount of money unless I really really really really really had to have it... and I think 3 years is long enough don't you think? Hehehe... I shall stop justifying my purchase now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time... forgive me for my absence and my future MIA-ness as I still have so much things to play around with! Hehehe... Let me enjoy myself with my new love of my life... my &lt;strong&gt;[B]&lt;/strong&gt;lack&lt;strong&gt;[B]&lt;/strong&gt;ox... my &lt;strong&gt;[B]&lt;/strong&gt;a&lt;strong&gt;[B]&lt;/strong&gt;y...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to have more fun with BB ^^ &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" 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/12341421-1351965009519617397?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/1351965009519617397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=1351965009519617397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/1351965009519617397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/1351965009519617397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/12/my-yummy-new-toys.html' title='My Yummy New Toys!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-189113221516467470</id><published>2006-11-10T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T13:44:59.174+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>Noisy Jason...</title><content type='html'>Okay... an update... noisy Jason... hope this will cure some of your sianness... kns...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know its been quite awhile since I've last updated... This post will start off a series of posts to come with fun activities for you to participate as well! LOL! So... To kick this off... let me add to Jason's MSN Nickname which has this link... &lt;a href="http://justfuckinggoogleit.com/"&gt;http://justfuckinggoogleit.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To prevent my beloved friends and family from "kena"-ing that from Jason and even myself... I'd like to pass down a few tips...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When In Doubt... &lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;Google It&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... You can get to almost ANY information when you just Google it... Try it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know more?... &lt;a href="http://www.wikipedia.org/"&gt;Wiki It&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to the World of the Wide of Web 2.0... Where syndication is the IN thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... should you ever need to find out about something... please... try this before asking us through MSN... its really faster...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP 1:&lt;br /&gt;Go to &lt;a href="http://www.google.com"&gt;www.google.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP 2:&lt;br /&gt;Type in "Your Search Word" and add the word "Wiki" at the end of it in the text box provided.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Example: How to cure boredom wiki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*hmm interesting... "The cure to boredom is curiosity, There's no cure for curiosity" - Ellen Parr... No wonder cats have 9 lives... hehehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;STEP 3:&lt;br /&gt;Viola! Not only you'll find out what you want, there are more info about it in those wikis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then... Happy Jason?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-189113221516467470?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/189113221516467470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=189113221516467470&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/189113221516467470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/189113221516467470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/11/noisy-jason.html' title='Noisy Jason...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-3857785157757629980</id><published>2006-10-21T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T17:23:58.836+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not At Home'/><title type='text'>Priceless...</title><content type='html'>Total hours of fasting on board a plane and getting cracked lips due to dehydration... 20&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*the stupid plane was following the sun... and I only was able to break fast when we landed!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total weight lugged around getting on the train and taxi to get to their house... 35kg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*a rice/porridge cooker, bags of instant ketupats, kuih lapis from sarawak given by yambo, cai po for laksa johor... etc... oh crap! I forgot the lime!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nonsenses I consumed when it was time to break fast... 1 bag of airline nuts &amp; 2 cans of pepsi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*maximum sugar rush and salt junkie fix on an empty stomach!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amount spent on the taxi ride... 20 quid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*equivalent to RM140... too blur, weak and hungry to spend any TIME figuring out tube and bus routes from Paddington Station... rather spend money*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total hours spent trying to sleep in 48 hours... 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*2 after packing... 3 on the plane... dang!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The looks on the faces when they finally figured out who was holding the camera...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4269/1506/1600/priceless.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/4269/1506/320/priceless.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRICELESS!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Waaaahahahahahhahahahahahahha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-3857785157757629980?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/3857785157757629980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=3857785157757629980&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/3857785157757629980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/3857785157757629980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/10/priceless.html' title='Priceless...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-8503492804230262996</id><published>2006-10-18T05:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T06:57:14.762+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couch Potatoness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>SIAL PUNYA PETRONAS!!!</title><content type='html'>Click this link at your own risk. May cause salty substance to drip from eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://202.71.107.161/petronas/bm/tvc2.asp" target="_blank"&gt;http://202.71.107.161/petronas/bm/tvc2.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*wiping away tears*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why oh why must you make such advertistments?!?!?! Its really hard to make me cry... but you... you make me cry almost every year by making 2 minute medias such as this!!! Damn you all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay... so now you learn something about me... Put me in stressful situations, give me 3 projects and have the deadlines a day apart, torture me with the worst kinds of pain, give me any kind of illness or injury... do all that all in one go... I Can Still Rock The World Smiling!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT... have me sit two minutes of a displayment where old people cry or portray the sacrifices or innocence of the love old people give to another or show how his life had amounted to almost nothing and spends his last days in this world feeling lonely... and I'll show you how I look like when I cry... And then I'll curse you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... soppy chick flicks or lengthy dramas where the hero or heriones dies at the end wont budge me... But watching Bruce Willis say goodbye to Aerosmith's daughter on Armageddon... even if its only the video clip of the song... I'll be thinking of investing in Kleenex!!! HECK!!! Even the chinese advert Astro MAX made brought me real close to tears each time... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*trying not to break down*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Hari Raya to my muslim friends... Don't you DARE forget your parents and their sacrifices... If any of the sad adverts or movies represents how YOU treat the old badly... Every curse I shout out will be directed at you! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Mental Note to God: Since You see everything... Keep track for me please!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-8503492804230262996?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/8503492804230262996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=8503492804230262996&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8503492804230262996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/8503492804230262996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/10/sial-punya-petronas.html' title='SIAL PUNYA PETRONAS!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-5020186971112173843</id><published>2006-10-17T22:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T22:59:42.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerd Alert'/><title type='text'>Blogger Beta Activated!</title><content type='html'>I have made the switch! Yes... We are now experiencing the world of Blogger Beta! A fully Google integrated environment... Making blogging life simpler... No more republishing pages as it is now on a database!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... I'm rambling...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-5020186971112173843?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/5020186971112173843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=5020186971112173843&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/5020186971112173843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/5020186971112173843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/10/blogger-beta-activated.html' title='Blogger Beta Activated!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-115956645895749058</id><published>2006-09-30T05:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T20:05:14.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Food for Thought'/><title type='text'>Rojak Anyone?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Before you read this... Please read the disclaimer at the bottom of this post. Thank you... *LOL*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't sleep... So what could I do this late/early in the morning while I wait for the time to have my "sahur"? Surf... Here I was reading the news on The Star Online, surfing around when I came across blog posts from someone who looks to me like a chinese who married an indian. Reading &lt;a href="http://blog.thestar.com.my/alluserposts.asp?id=6546" target="_blank"&gt;his posts&lt;/a&gt; has got me thinking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up with a "racist" dad... Well... not exactly... we're not racist... all of us in our family grew up having non-malay best friends &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*due to the fact that we were forced NOT to speak malay at home and therefore are more fluent in english... (My SPM / O lvls equivalent Results - English A1; Malay C6) this made us the "arrogant malays" in goverment primary schools and our malay friends were like avoiding us.*&lt;/span&gt; My sis had Dhalita as her "Legendary Best Friend" in Secondary... and me being a "social butterfly" as some would say... changed best friends every year... so... the list of my best friends in school that I can recall were... Sin Sin, Vichytra, Sharmini, Hoong Bee &amp; Kimmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... why did I call my dad a "racist"? Growing up... I have memories of my dad shouting "Oi Keling!" to call out to an indian friend of his, his remarks while driving and spotting a reckless driver on the road would usually be "keling mabuk" (Drunk Indian) and one of his threats to me whenever I threw a tantrum was "Aku jual kat keling sampah karang!" (I'll sell you to the Indian garbage collector...!)... For those who aren't aware... Keling is a taboo word for indians... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*while surfing... I read blogs who were of Indian race write about how people perceive the word "Keling" is to Indian just like "Nigger" is to the African-Americans. They can use it with each other... But we'll be shot dead if we used it on them.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then... Racist people... who are truly racists would do things like form underground societies like the KKK and wouldn't be caught dead standing in line, eating meals, being in the same room, have drinks with the people they are racist against wouldn't you say? My dad has plenty of indian friends... One of his closest indian friend even gave us a pet parrot which we named it after him &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*giggling*&lt;/span&gt;... And my dad is currently living in Sentul for heaven's sake... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*If you are truly a racist against the indians... I don't think you would last 24 hours there... let alone live there*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a multi-racial, multi-religion country probably made us more tolerant with each other than most Western countries... We do have our "racial crisis'" once every blue moon... and have stupid politicians saying stupid racial remarks more often than once... but despite our differences... I dare to bet a million ringgit that every single Malaysian would have said something that was either politically incorrect statements, taboo words or racist remarks about another person who is of a different race when we're agitated, upset or even jokingly at least once in their lives both among themselves and to their subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No... I'm not encouraging people to freely express their racist instincts... No... I DO NOT think that malay is the superior race... Did you know the word "Malay" in malay is "Melayu" which means "withering" and in jawa "Melayu" means "Run"? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*hahaha! YES... RUN! as in CHICKEN RUN!... Nah... give you to use to make fun of us*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most Malaysians today don't even really belong in the race their Identity Card state them to be... We are mongrels... If we were to really describe what race most of us belong to, our IC would have an option to state "Race: Rojak"... Let me give you a simple example...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My IC says... "Race: Malay"... Let's see now... On my paternal side... both my grandparents were immigrants from Java, Indonesia... as for my maternal side... My grandfather was Buginese &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*some tribe in Sulawesi, Indonesia who were well known as pirates at their time*&lt;/span&gt; and my grandmother was Chinese... So... Now... where am I Malay? I guess you could say that ethnically Indonesians are Malays... So like in any math solution...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas = 50% "Jawa" + 25% "Pirate" + 25% "Cinapek",&lt;br /&gt;Mas = 75% Indonesian Blood + 25% Chinese Blood,&lt;br /&gt;Indonesian = Malay &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*hmm... why are we called Malaysia?*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Therefore... Mas = Malay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other examples? I have cousins who are 75% English + 25% Chinese and 25% Japanese + 25% Chinese + 50% Malay... these are only cousins of mine... I haven't even begin with the people that I know of... Our current PM is 25% Chinese heck... even our FIRST PM is 50% Thai!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sis told me about how her chinese friend was trying to explain to the angmohs in London that he is Malaysian and not Chinese... and that he is NOT Malay... I guess it is quite difficult to explain since the angmohs don't know how we separate Nationality and Race... to them the Chinese are from China... so its better to say that you're Malaysian... but how do you explain looking like a chinese then? The poor guy ended up confusing the angmoh, my sis AND HIMSELF in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what's the point of having "Race" as part of our description as people? For those who believe in Biblical religions... We all came from Adam &amp;amp; Eve so we ALL have the same ancestors... Those who believe in Dharmic religions... for all you know... you might have been reincarnated from being the race you are racist about... and for those who believe in science as their religion... I don't think that DNA encodes race in its genes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it really doesn't matter what race you are anyway... As a proud Malaysian... I will continue to call idiots who are indian "Keling", idiots who are chinese "Cinapek" and idiots who are malay "Melayu" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*we dont need to have a special name to describe malays since withering and run is bad enough! LOL*&lt;/span&gt; because if you're an idiot... it doesn't matter what you are... you're still an idiot... I'm not condemning your race... Shortening an expression to a single word is simpler than saying something like "Bodoh punya orang melayu misai senget otak kat lutut kepala kemik" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*If you feel that I am the idiot... by all means call me a Melayu... then tell me your race and I'll return the favour! Waaaahahahahahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now... its time to eat! Itadakimasu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Disclaimer: If you find this post offensive, please forgive yourself for blundering into my blog site. Also please do note that I did not intend this post to be racist in nature nor degrading. These are just thoughts that went through my mind while I surfed this early in the morning and no one to share with. Thank you come again. ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-115956645895749058?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/115956645895749058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=115956645895749058&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/115956645895749058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/115956645895749058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/09/food-for-thought-rojak-anyone.html' title='Rojak Anyone?'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-115913741239795470</id><published>2006-09-25T06:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T19:50:19.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tickled Tastebuds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Joys'/><title type='text'>Fasting Month Is Here Again... Doo Daa... Doo Daa!</title><content type='html'>Yeay! My favourite month of the year is here! What I love about it? Well... Yummy selection of foods to choose from... A month to forgive and repent... The chore of "What should I eat today?" is downsized to 1 instead of 3... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt; Many more reasons actually... but can't think of more at the moment because its too early... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hehehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... The first day of fasting... couldn't really sleep... was abit excited maybe... managed to get some shut eye around 3am... Mummy brought me back the famous "ayam boblek" from Jogyakarta for sahur &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*last meal of the day... which is supposed to last the whole day till sunset... but who can eat much so early in the morning?*&lt;/span&gt;... Due to the fact that I overslept during the last first day of fasting... I set my phone alarm to ring not once... but 3 times!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;... First ring went off at 4.30am &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*snooze*&lt;/span&gt;... 4.38am... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*snooze*&lt;/span&gt;... 4.46am... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*disable alarm*&lt;/span&gt;... Second alarm went off at 5am &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*snooze*&lt;/span&gt;... And the phone rang at 5.05am... Halimy managed to get me out of the bed to pick up the house phone... So conclusion... My 3 tier alarm system failed... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;... So down I went to chomp down the chicken that my mum bought for me... the leftover coke I had the night before... half a cup of strawberry yogurt drink... and a tall glass of cold water... Did my usual routine during this time of year to chat with Ron &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*for RO players... he was Shiro the Sniper in Konoha last time... Probably one of the few people on RO who is Malay...*&lt;/span&gt; Then got my first taste of detoxification of the body... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*spent 1 hour in the loo... oh the torture... it must have been the yogurt drink... but then again... maybe my body was in a shock for... a. waking up too early and b. eating so early c. drinking plain water! haha... I'll still blame the yogurt though*&lt;/span&gt; With my trusted "Ru Yi Oil"... I endured the pain and collapsed back to bed... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.22am... I received an sms from Auntie Ann... 9.10am... I replied her sms and told her to have a pleasant and safe journey and that I'll be waiting for stories anxiously... 9.12am... she called me back tell me her first story of &lt;a href="http://salmon2jalan.blogspot.com" target="_blank"&gt;thier journey&lt;/a&gt;... "The flight was delayed!" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;... 10.02am... she sms me again saying her flight was delayed for another hour... 11.10am... yet another sms informing me that she was finally boarding her plane... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hahaha*&lt;/span&gt; So in total... dunno how much I managed to sleep... with my tummy twisting in knots and waking up almost every hour on the hour... I finally managed to wake up at 12.30pm! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*waaaaaaaaahahahahahaha... puasa apa nih?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wasn't really a productive Sunday... due to the blurness and lack of sugar in my blood... finally around 6pm we strutted out to the "Pasar Ramadhan Stadium Shah Alam" after a non-responsive toss of the question "Where to buka?" to each other... 6.22pm Auntie Ann sms one last time informing me of her arrival in Beijing... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*took me awhile to figure out why she's sms-ing me... I forgot that we were sms-ing each other since morning... sugar level low... ultimate blurness*&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before going to the pasar... I thought of having "Murtabak Singapore" which was selling at my favourite "Nasi Bryani" shop near the area... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*mmm...*&lt;/span&gt; Pre-ordered Beef Murtabak... and continued our way to the pasar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4961/1041/320/murtabak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thing I bought was... My favorite "kuih apam balik" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*yummy!*&lt;/span&gt;... Something which is a must every year during fasting season since before I could remember... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*used to buy at a chinese kuih stall in bangsar... dunno what happened to that stall...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4961/1041/640/apambalik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4961/1041/320/apambalik.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another must haves... is my soya bean drink... every year without fail... first day of break fast... my soya bean drink... Unfortunately... we were late and almost every shop was closing already... I managed to get it from this shop which still had ample supply due to... a. the name of the drink was "air tauhu" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I guess due to the mass blurness of the fasting community... people forgot that tauhu/toufu is made from soy... even Halimy asked me what's the difference =P*&lt;/span&gt; and b. they ran out of white syrup... I prefer the brown syrup anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4961/1041/640/soyabeandrink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4961/1041/320/soyabeandrink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to search for our popiah stall... and only managed to find this one... since it was getting late... we just bought what we come upon with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4961/1041/640/popiah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4961/1041/320/popiah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 7 something... people started breaking fast... and we were still looking for food! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*okay... another effect of our blurness made us forget to check what time was the break fast time... and also the current time...*&lt;/span&gt; Halimy couldn't find the rojak stall we used to buy from every year so he bought it from the next shop that was selling indian rojak... I went to buy a glass of "Air Mata Kucing" to break fast with on the way back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4961/1041/320/drinkrojak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rushed back to grab our pre-ordered murtabak... and rushed back home to feast! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*yummy!*&lt;/span&gt;... I could say we were quite disciplined in purchasing our food this year... either a. most of the shops are closed or sold out... b. we were too blur to think what to buy... c. we got used to having small meals... or d. we just couldn't be bothered! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there... My first day of fasting! Hope you had a good one too! To those who are fasting... Happy fasting!!! To those who aren't... Enjoy the plentiful selection of foods while you still can! Watch what you eat and don't pig out too much &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*giggling*&lt;/span&gt;... As my cardiologist told me... "its not fasting month... its feasting month..." So do take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; P.S. - Picasa integrates with Blogger! Google Rocks! Truly... "When in doubt... 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Doo Daa!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-115665742644728554</id><published>2006-08-27T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:35.766+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Events'/><title type='text'>Mercy Malaysia Annual Fundraising Dinner 2006</title><content type='html'>Last night was &lt;a href="http://www.mercy.org.my"&gt;Mercy Malaysia&lt;/a&gt;'s Annual Fundraising Dinner. Mummy, Halimy, Bobby, his wife, Ellen, Nazrin, Jennifer, Lee John, his girlfriend and I filled a table purchased by Selatan this year. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*if it wasn't for my dear Auntie Jim, knowing me, I would have avoided such events due to the fact that its dress code being formal hehehehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dressing up for the event, I finally got to wear my white kaftan looking baju kurung which was made for last two year's Eid &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;. Put on some earrings, 1 minute make up and heels &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*all of which I dread wearing for any purpose*&lt;/span&gt; and off we went to KLCC Convention Center &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*6:45pm*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving the reception &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*7:45pm*&lt;/span&gt;, mummy didn't bring the tickets, but all she had to do was say that she's Auntie Jim's sister and we know our table number which was 44. She also mentioned to the reception saying that the table is for her family members and that any mat salleh looking chap or his indian looking girlfriend or any chinese looking person were to mention the family name, just direct them to the table. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*giggles*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing outside the corridor while we wait for the rest of the group to arrive, mummy mingled while Halimy and I were sekodeng-ing teenage people down below outside at the KLCC Park &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*giggles*&lt;/span&gt;. Ellaine was there as she was one of Mercy's volunteers so she was busy doing things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we made our way to our seats &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*8:10pm*&lt;/span&gt;, the band was playing while everybody else were busy chattering, me uncomfortable in my attire was dying to get to my seat. Each of us were given Mercy's coffee table book of A Time to Heal &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*a tribute to the disaster of the 2005 Tsunami Victims, which can be purchased at MPH for those of you who'd like a copy hehe*&lt;/span&gt; and a copy of their Annual Report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost freezing in my attire, the emcee for the event &lt;a href="http://www.adibah-noor.com"&gt;Adibah Noor&lt;/a&gt; introduced herself and announced the arrival of the Sultan of Perak &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*patron of Mercy*&lt;/span&gt; which in protocol required us to stand while we greet his arrival &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*8.30pm*&lt;/span&gt;. Escorted by Auntie Jim, the Sultan of Perak made his entry and upon his arrival near our table, Auntie Jim had to introduce him to her family &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*=P*&lt;/span&gt; and of course poor Lee John had been personally introduced as a nephew &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Muah AHaH aHa haH aHa hAa*&lt;/span&gt; Lee John with his face flustered and not knowing what to do protocol and all, shook hands with the Sultan &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*oh why didn't I take out my camera at this time... it was hilarious!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As everybody took their seat following the Sultan of Perak, the vice president of Mercy led us to a short prayer and words of thanks to the All Mighty which was in English so that everybody could relate, Auntie Jim gave her as usual touching and moving speech, a couple of mock cheques were presented to Mercy one from Accenture and one from of all people APIIT Smart School &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*=P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adibah Noor finally got to saying that dinner is served &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*9:15pm* *which I was hoping it would be soon at the time hehehe... hey... I was starving ok?*&lt;/span&gt; and we were entertained by a number of performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up were a group of adorable girls with their royal court dance &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*appropriate since there were royalty present hehe*&lt;/span&gt; They were probably aged ranging from 7 to 12. All graceful with their traditional costumes and one of them forgot her steps &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*giggling*&lt;/span&gt; How adorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then Adibah Noor introduced them as handsome group of guys all still single and available &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*=P*&lt;/span&gt;, VE. They started singing Rozana &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*an old hit I think they remade to be abit more hip-hoppish*&lt;/span&gt; and my favourite song of theirs Ayu &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*siiiiighh...*&lt;/span&gt; Boy can they sing live! Mummy started saying that they were Backstreet Boys wannabes and I had to tell her that they are quite famous here. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*well famous enough for me to know of them hahaha... yeah... I don't really know Malaysian artists unless they are exceptionally good*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was a sensational performance by siblings Genervie and Arthur Kam, Arthur on percussions and Genervie on her electric violin. Young Arthur started out playing while accompanied by some hit songs which I found to be really entertaining. He looked like he was in his own world as he played &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*giggling probably his way of dealing with performing in front of audiences or just how these geniuses are at work*&lt;/span&gt; Sweet Genervie then made her appearance and played pop songs with her electric violin accompanied by background music and of course her brother. They were really talented I must say. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*hmm I wonder if you all are related to Operafest Mrs. Kam? hehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To our surprise, the next performance was by &lt;a href="http://yasminthestoryteller.blogspot.com"&gt;Yasmin Ahmad&lt;/a&gt;! She's a talented local film maker who wrote "Sepet" and its sequel "Gubra" but last night, she sang us a number called "Hujan" a song written by her parents so she said. She can sing too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, no Mercy Annual dinner is complete without Adibah Noor herself gracing us with her talented singing. I remembered the last time I went for this dinner a few years back, the Sultan of Perak asked her for an encore when Siti Nurhaliza was one of the performers that night. I wonder how Siti felt when the Sultan asked for Adibah Noor instead of her &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*giggling*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The performances were concluded by a live band, and at this time we were all filled with good food and were being served our desserts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were then introduced to a Dr. Ang Swee Chai, she was born in Penang, raised and grew up in Singapore and went off to study and work in the UK. While working there, the war in Palestine got to her attention. She was once all for Israel and was anti-Arabs until that day. She just couldn't understand how people could do such things and was given the opportunity to help. Resigning from being the first female Orthopedic Surgeon in where she was working, she went off to Beirut. She shared her experiences with us accompanied by photos &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*thank God we finished eating already*&lt;/span&gt;. Her 30 minute talk left us in awe and feelings of how proud we are to be an independant country and how proud we are of the people of our country giving aid and care while spreading love to those who in the eyes of others as terrorists. Those of you who still think blindly, I guess you will only understand when you see things as these people have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the end of the event &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*10.15pm*&lt;/span&gt; and the Sultan of Perak made his royal exit. Auntie Jim asked us to wait awhile as she escorted his Majesty out. Of course, most of us made our way to the balcony &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*hehehe*&lt;/span&gt;. Took some photos, took a family photo, and said our goodbyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrived home finally a little after midnight. In super lightning speed got out of my really uncomfortable attire, washed the nonsense off my face and sought my bed. THE END... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dearest Auntie Jim, although we have our differences in opinion on certain things, and of course every family have their own quarrels, and even though I do practise "masuk telinga kanan keluar telinga kiri" when we do have these conflicts or confrontations &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*hehehe*&lt;/span&gt;... I am still really so proud of you. I was proud to be your niece when we were listening to the Phantom of the Opera in your car when I was 8, I was proud to be helping out testing other women's urine in your clinic when I was 16, I was proud of you when you started out Mercy Malaysia, and I will always be proud to be your niece. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*hehehe... sat lagi kena marah lah you kalau swing you pun macam the rest of the Mahmoods...* *evil grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I will add photos later... now too lazy hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-115665742644728554?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/115665742644728554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=115665742644728554&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/115665742644728554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/115665742644728554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/08/mercy-malaysia-annual-fundraising.html' title='Mercy Malaysia Annual Fundraising Dinner 2006'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-115630930962136055</id><published>2006-08-23T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:35.709+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>Jaimee: "Hello World!"</title><content type='html'>I'd like to wish Jason and Adelene CONGRATULATIONS!!! Jason is a friend I met on RO &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*its amazing how most of the great people I have met are through the internet*&lt;/span&gt; whom I look up to as my "chinese brother" currently residing in Singapore... I haven't heard from him since Adelynn went into labour and he hasn't been getting much sleep for the past 5 days &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*due to little Jaimee's nocturnal attributes inherited from her daddy... ^^grin*&lt;/span&gt; I finally managed to catch him for a brief moment online to harass him for some photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4961/1041/320/JaimeePix.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;Name: Jaimee Yeoh LiuXiang&lt;br /&gt;Birthdate: 16th August 2006&lt;br /&gt;Weight: A little over 3kg &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*poor mum... adelene rox!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;For those of you who knows Jason... Please welcome Mini Jason Girl Version 1.0 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*doesn't she look alot like him? hihihihi*&lt;/span&gt; I think she is so kawaii to the point where its really hard to resist not pinching those chubby cheeks!!! Can't wait to meet her in person... Hope you get better soon and disturb more of your daddy's sleep! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*smirk*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to Jason... Sorry about the delay... I'll try to get her blog up and running by this weekend... make sure you update often once its up... OR ELSE! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*evil grin*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-115630930962136055?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/115630930962136055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=115630930962136055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/115630930962136055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/115630930962136055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/08/jaimee-hello-world.html' title='Jaimee: &quot;Hello World!&quot;'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-115354799477235298</id><published>2006-07-22T13:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:35.650+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><title type='text'>Yet another update...</title><content type='html'>Hmm... after re-reading my last post I just noticed how fugly the colour combination was... Please forgive me as I was only using one eye and the effects of the general anaesthetics were clouding my judgement on colours thus making me truly colourblind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of that... I have now the full use of both my eyes... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*yeay!*&lt;/span&gt; Well... almost at least... Its no longer drifting of to one side as you would usually see me do... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*apek... too bad hor... cannot make fun of me anymore*&lt;/span&gt; And you won't ever have to question again whether I am talking to you or to whatever my other eye was looking at! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*hahahaha...*&lt;/span&gt; One drawback though... whenever I see anything on my right without moving my head... I see double... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*yikes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what truly brings me to blog today? Yesterday was the end of my "Beginners Mandarin Conversation" course... We had a test of course... The test consisted of 2 parts... Part 1 is written test of 35 questions... each question is worth 2 marks... Part 2 is an oral test of 10 questions... each is worth 3 marks each... Didn't really study for it actually... but I did went through all the vocabulary which was listed in the "text book"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I did the test... written test was multiple choice... one thing I like about multiple choice... If you don't know the answer... you can always use your power of deduction... you can always find some answers hidden somewhere else in other questions... and if all fails... there's always the eenie-meenie-miney-mo option... So... after that's done... the oral test began... We were given a piece of paper of what the oral questions would be... but its written in chinese... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*it was given to us for the use of our marks and weren't supposed to know the questions*&lt;/span&gt; And yes... I could read it... I have managed to memorise 300 chinese characters to date... so it wasn't too difficult to read what was coming... 4 other students went before me... and I confirmed with them that the questions were exactly as written... only with a few changes like time factors and such... When it was my turn... the teacher/examiner asked the first question... which was according to the paper... so I thought it was going to be easy... The next question came... she changed it! I was already almost struck with panic... but it was still manageable... maybe she decided to twist the questions abit more... then the last 2 questions... wasn't even in the syllabus! I was blank... one question was "How is the weather today?" which was "Jintian tianqi zenmeyang?" at least i think that was what she said... because I was already stuck at the double tian... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*wargh!*&lt;/span&gt; After all the 10 questions were finished... she told me that because I was the only one with fullmarks for the written test... She had to ask me more difficult questions because she cannot give me fullmarks for total... I was like... What the... ?!?! WHY?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok... fine... if you want to ask me more difficult questions... I don't really mind... but why didn't you ask according to what we learned? Things that I could have studied for or reviewed before in order to prepare at least? Just because you mentioned it once in class... you expect me to remember? Where's the sense in that? I may have a good memory... but things I don't write down... How to remember?! Is this fair? And why 2 out of syllabus questions and not 1? Why why why?! I was complaining alot about it... not because she did this to me... but the fact that those who didn't get fullmarks for written... got easy oral questions... So if they got 2 wrong for written and all correct for oral... they will get total of (70 - 4) + 30 = 96... whereas... I got fulmarks for written and 2 wrong for oral... which gives me a total of 70 + (30 - 6) = 94! Is this fair? I never liked oral tests before... I usually suck at it... without the difficult questions is already hard on me... but this?! WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes... even though the certificate doesn't show exactly how much marks we got... but to know the fact that if I had been given the same questions... I could have gotten a nice round 100% figure... instead of getting lower than others... is just upsetting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough ranting... I know life is not supposed to be fair... but this is riddiculous and too damn obvious! Baskit Fazreen also for rubbing it in by saying "Wo xihuan ni" to the teacher nonstop when she found out about it... Moral of the story... try not to get full marks for written test!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-115354799477235298?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/115354799477235298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=115354799477235298&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/115354799477235298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/115354799477235298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/07/yet-another-update.html' title='Yet another update...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-115090624347242690</id><published>2006-06-21T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:35.579+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><title type='text'>Tak Ngantuk Pun?... ZzzZZzzZZzzZz</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 6am today... hit the a button on my mobile and went back to sleep... Luckily I set it to ring again at 6.10am and again at 6.15! hahaha... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*always have backups*&lt;/span&gt; Why am I up so early you ask? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*ye laaa... mas mana reti bangun awal... cheh*&lt;/span&gt; This my fren... is because I FINALLY went for the eye surgery to correct my funny eyes! woo hoo! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*no I am not high on morphine =P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm still in pain and so damn bored... I thought I'd update you all about my experience on this... kekeke... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*kelakar I tell you*&lt;/span&gt;... Halimy came late... mummy got upset... so we went ahead first... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*my mum probably abit more anxious than I am to get it over and done with*&lt;/span&gt; My mum selamba jer parked at my aunt's parking space... and up we went to register... If I were to say I wasn't feeling abit wee scared I'd be lying... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*but then again... I wasn't really...*&lt;/span&gt; Yes... I laugh at the sight of danger and of sorts! Waaaaaaahahahahahhaa... Anyway... I plugged my ears with iPod and listened and sang to myself while we waited...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Jim came alone not long after... then we went to the day ward and waited some more... it was only 8.30am and I was schedule to go in at 10.30am... 2 hour wait... So they all had a chat... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*macam reunion la pulak*&lt;/span&gt; Few minutes later... we met with Dr. Azhar... The guy who will put me to sleep &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*grin*&lt;/span&gt; Nice fellow... Don't mind him doing it again... They all continued talking... typical talk I guess... gossips on other doctors and what nots &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*lol*&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all then left me with Halimy to go for BREAKFAST! And my cute doctor with nice drugs went off to work... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*how dare they... I didn't have dinner and had to fast for the surgery! uWaaAAaaAAaa... Laparrrrrrrr!!!*&lt;/span&gt; So waited some more... Then the attending nurse handed me a green coloured paper looking robe to put on and a blue coloured shower cap looking thingy to put on my head and specifically told me to take off EVERYTHING... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*like duh...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Halimy wished me luck and in I went... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*macam gi exam la pulak*&lt;/span&gt; The nurse asked... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"Takut ke?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... I answered &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Tak... Excited =P"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... she then said... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;"First time dengar orang cakap tak takut tapi excited"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*lol... lawak lawak*&lt;/span&gt; Walking into the Operating Theatre... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*which doesn't look any different from the ones I went before during the time I stayed with Auntie Jim... with yellow colour stains on the floor and stuff*&lt;/span&gt; I was asked to lie down on the table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My druggist then came into the room and poked a needle into the back of my hand... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"You have such fine veins"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You're not the first to tell me that"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;"The worst part of the surgery is over... You will feel light headed and sleepy soon"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... I was looking at the monitor and said something lame like... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"I'm very interested in that... Tak ngantuk pun?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; and the next thing I knew... I was waking up in the recovery room with a bandage on my eye and a sore throat! Waaaaaaaaahahhahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklah... that's all for now... my good eye is getting tired of looking into the light... So I better go sleep now... tomorrow have to wake up early AGAIN for the follow up... Good night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-115090624347242690?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/115090624347242690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=115090624347242690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/115090624347242690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/115090624347242690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/06/tak-ngantuk-pun-zzzzzzzzzzzzz.html' title='Tak Ngantuk Pun?... ZzzZZzzZZzzZz'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-114844678709393659</id><published>2006-05-24T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:35.452+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Is Life'/><title type='text'>I want to learn mandarin!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Okay... so sorry long time never post... hehehe... Actually nothing much has happened since the last entry... Let's see what have I done for the past week... last, last weekend Wesak day i think... I spent some time with Azrina K. and Fazreen F... Well... how do I ignore 15 missed calls? hehe... Sorry girls... They showed up at my door and dragged me out for lunch at T.G.I.F., talked for hours about life and relationships and had a karaoke session at the Curve... That following Sunday mummy wanted to watch a movie so we went to 1Utama to watch Poseidon...&lt;/p&gt;Last weekend mummy wanted to watch Da Vinci Code... We couldn't get tickets so we watched it on Monday instead... That's all that's worth mentioning I suppose... which isn't much either... hahaha... Now... why I want to learn mandarin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to learn a new language for so long already... At first I wanted to learn Korean because of all the Korean soaps that I've been watching I thought that it would be better if I understood what they were talking instead of reading subtitles don't you think? Anyway... I went to the extent of finding a language center in Hartamas but didn't find a good enough reason to go learn besides understanding soaps... Why mandarin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My RO friends speaks mandarin with each other and I feel left out alot... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*damn you all!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a habit of reading... anything that is text... while travelling, sitting somewhere or waiting for something... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*people might find me crazy because I do say the things I read out loud sometimes... like signboards on highways and such*&lt;/span&gt; I find myself frustrated when we go eat at chinese restaurants and I can't read the text all over the place! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*I'm psycho I know*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Azrina K. had already went to take lessons for basic mandarin... So I thought that instead of them talking in irritating Kelantan accent they have a habit of &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*even thought they're NOT Kelantanese*&lt;/span&gt;... Let's all the three of us learn!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It's good to learn the language of the people who control the products in our business... IT &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I get sick of people talking to me in chinese whenever I go out! I remembered in Penang when I was in the lift going to the hotel room... 2 malay guys and one chinese guy came in the lift... One of the malay guy was being annoying by asking where were from and such... the chinese guy is from Kelantan so he spoke malay fluently... and the malay guy had to have a say in that... when the 2 malay guy left for their floor... Only left the chinese fellow and I... then the chinese guy started talking in chinese to me! I'll bet it was something nasty about the 2 malay guys... All I could do was smile and nod! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*damn it!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm totally smitten by Michael Wong Guang Liang! Ipoh mari, Taiwan-based Malaysian singer who made it big there... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*so proud*&lt;/span&gt;... A friend told me to learn mandarin using songs... His songs are so simple and sweet... His voice is like an angel! I can't help but fall in love with them songs! Even though I don't know the meanings!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well... I guess I can't think of any more reasons for learning it... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*for now*&lt;/span&gt; I WILL LEARN MANDARIN STARTING NEXT MONTH! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Fazreen... JOM!*&lt;/span&gt; To end this post... I will share with you one of Guang Liang's Songs... I fell in love with him with this song... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*sighing... LOL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tong Hua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fairy Tale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wang le you duo jiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Forgotten how long it was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;zai mei ting dao ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Since I've last heard you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dui wo shuo ni zui ai de gu shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Telling me your favourite story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wo xiang le hen jiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I've thought for a long time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wo kai shi huang le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm starting to get worried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shi bu shi wo you zuo cuo le shen me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Have I done something wrong again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ni ku zhe dui wo shuo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You cried to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;tong hua li dou shi pian ren de&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Fairytales are but a bunch of lies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wo bu ke neng shi ni de wang zi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;There's no way that I'm your prince&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ye xu ni bu hui dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Perhaps you won't understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cong ni shuo ai wo yi hou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Since you said you love me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wo de tian kong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;My skies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xing xing dou liang le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The stars started to twinkle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wo yuan bian cheng tong hua li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I'm willing to change into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ni ai de na ge tian shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The angel that you love in the fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;zhang kai shuang shou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Open my arms wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bian cheng chi bang shou hu ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Let it change into wings to protect you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ni yao xiang xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You must believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xiang xin wo men hui xiang tong hua gu shi li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Believe that we will be like the fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xing fu he kuai le shi jie ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;With a happy-ever-after as the ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wo yao bian cheng tong hua li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I want to change into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ni ai de na ge tian shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The angel that you love in the fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;zhang kai shuang shou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Open my arms wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bian cheng chi bang shou hu ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Let it change into wings to protect you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ni yao xiang xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You must believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xiang xin wo men hui xiang tong hua gu shi li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Believe that we will be like the fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xing fu he kuai le shi jie ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;With a happy-ever-after as the ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;wo hui bian cheng tong hua li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I will change into&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ni ai de na ge tian shi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;The angel that you love in the fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;zhang kai shuang shou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Open my arms wide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;bian cheng chi bang shou hu ni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Let it change into wings to protect you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ni yao xiang xin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;You must believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xiang xin wo men hui xiang tong hua gu shi li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Believe that we will be like the fairytale&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;xing fu he kuai le shi jie ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;With a happy-ever-after as the ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yi qi xie wo men de jie ju&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Together we will write our own ending&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;******************************************&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well... the MV for it is also nice... and sad... you can go watch it &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OEFAy19GE4c" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;... Another favourite is &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;约定Yue Ding （Commitment)&lt;/span&gt; from his latest album which you can also watch it &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwwyw1U3Q4g" target="_blank"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Yes the two songs are quite similar... I know*&lt;/span&gt; ENJOY!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;我更爱你了&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uwwyw1U3Q4g"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-114844678709393659?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/114844678709393659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=114844678709393659&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114844678709393659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114844678709393659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/05/i-want-to-learn-mandarin.html' title='I want to learn mandarin!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-114706856828822805</id><published>2006-05-08T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:35.388+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not At Home'/><title type='text'>Penang Trip 23rd April 2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Finally I have uploaded the pictures!!! Last month "The Golden Girls" and I went on a trip to Penang. The purpose? Makan Spree! =P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://mas.munaks.com/images/going.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From left to right... Introducing my mum driving, the ultimate mong char char auntie, the not so silent observer and the co-pilot and ultimate kanchiong auntie who is also the banker. We all put in RM100 in the pot to spend on this trip. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Of course mummy paid for me hehe...*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our first stop was breakfast in Ipoh. We all had duck noodles at some coffee shop. The duck was yummy! It was broiled in herbal soup. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*No... it was not too early for coke*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://mas.munaks.com/images/breakfast.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast they all HAD to find the "Best in the World" egg tarts from the market and so we parked at the roadside and had them fresh from the oven egg tarts as a snack before lunch? Or was it for dessert? But we just had "Jambu Air"? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*What's Jambu Air in english? Red Guava? Water Guava?"*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... we continued driving towards our destination. The golden gals in the back seat all konked out from the hearty breakfast and I had to keep myself awake. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Its not prudent to sleep when you're sitting next to the driver*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://mas.munaks.com/images/bridge.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reached the penang bridge at 1pm. While looking for Jalan Chulia for my mum's fix of Assam Pedas Fish we got lost! Our mong char char auntie had the only map which was probably older than me and we actually circled Komtar 5 times!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Thanking God that they built the Komtar because we would have gone to God knows where if we didn't have it as our center point... When in doubt, head back to Komtar*&lt;/span&gt; Sorry, didn't take a photo of our lunch I left the camera in the car and was too lazy to go take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we checked into our hotel which was the Sunway Hotel Georgetown. Didn't take anymore photos till supper. I went for a walk in the malls there and met up with some friends while the ladies had their rest and did their own thing. They had assam laksa in 2 different stalls for dinner!!! I joined back with them for an early supper in a seafood restaurant near our hotel. We had snails, cheezy lobster &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*evil grin*&lt;/span&gt; and crabs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://mas.munaks.com/images/lobster.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After supper they all stopped by a durian stall which was closing and had some not so good durians. I was already too exhausted from limping while I walked due to the burn I got so I went back to the hotel while they go looked for sotong bakar at Gurney. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;*which they couldn't find because they moved hehehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, the three ladies excluding my mum went out REAL early to find breakfast. I can't really remember what it was though but we slept in till 9am. Then we both went down for breakfast at the coffee house and set out to go look for char kuay teow for lunch. No pictures again because I was already lazy at this point and there weren't anything special to take. So we had our rojak, ABCs and we didn't get to have any char kuay teow &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*sobs*&lt;/span&gt; because they cooked it with lard and had pork meat inside. I don't really fancy char kuay teows that much but my mum was abit upset about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://mas.munaks.com/images/cannoteat.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back hotel, checked out and headed back to KL. Stopped at Ipoh again for dinner and bought pomelos. That's all... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*too lazy to go into detail actually hehehe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have no more pictures on this trip, I think I'll end the post here because its getting abit too long. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*I will learn to take more photos okay? =P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-114706856828822805?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/114706856828822805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=114706856828822805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114706856828822805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114706856828822805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/05/penang-trip-23rd-april-2006.html' title='Penang Trip 23rd April 2006'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-114623719325013870</id><published>2006-04-28T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:35.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><title type='text'>"Come See!" What the... What am I? A freak show?</title><content type='html'>My mum took me to see the eye doctor today... It is abit overdue... about 20 years? Why you ask? Well... we are born with two eyes... when we first get our visions our brain is teaching us how to use the eyes... that's why some infants eyes seemed abit misaligned that's because they are still adjusting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately for me... my brain decided to take a short cut... instead of aligning the two eyes to work as one... it decided to just use one at a time... This had made my eyes abit independant... While I see an object with my left eye... my right eye decides to go see something else... The doctor was having fun pointing this out to me... of course I couldn't see it for myself so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Come see... look... see how the eye tries to realign everytime I close different eyes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is when my mum and two intern nurses went forward to see me "perform"... What the &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*toooooot*&lt;/span&gt;... Anyway... after all the laughing and "come do it again" she sent us off to an opthorptist or whatever you call it... to measure the difference between both eyes... you know... like how you send your car for alignment of your wheels and the machine tells the mechanic how much difference the angles are between the two wheels? Yeah... something like that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we went to Jalan Ipoh... not without having some lunch of course... we went to Marriott and had Korean BBQ... yummy! Back to Jalan Ipoh... at some Bangunan UMNO there... we found the opthorptist whatchamacallitz... When we went in... my mum made a remark saying that the place is like a house... more like Boon Tat restaurant in Pandamaran, Klang than a clinic... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we saw a boy doodling on some clear plastic with a purple/pink marker... some sort of vision therapy... I guess that's what an opthorptist is then... a vision therapist... because she wasn't a doctor... Anyway... when I went in... she measure my eyes out and for the first time in my life... I got a taste of how it was like to use both eyes at the same time! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*wow =P*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The tests were simple... at first she asked if i could see the alphabets... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*duh*&lt;/span&gt; then she asked me to keep looking at the first alphabet... While I struggled to use both eyes to do so she told me to relax and just see the "T" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*dunno why its T since most charts starts with an E*&lt;/span&gt;... then suddenly she placed a ruler of some kind &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*I thought it was a ruler*&lt;/span&gt; and placed it in front of my unfocused eye... I realised that this ruler is something like an angle ruler and directs the "T" to my unfocused eye... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*real kewl!*&lt;/span&gt; Then she made me wear some glasses which seemed more like the one where you use to watch a 3D movie and told to tell her what do I see... It was actually a picture of o + o where the o is in green and the + is in red... so using those "3D" glasses... I could either see the o OR the + and not both... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*scary*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she asked me to sit behind this contraption of sort... one eye has a picture of a mouse holding a cheese with no tail... the other is a picture of mouse with a tail and no cheese... I guess this test is to show my mum what she's trying to prove... even though both images were right in front of my eyes... I could only focus one at a time... so either Mouse with chees or Mouse with tail... and not both... since there was direct light on the images... my pupils dilate to which my eyes focused... which is really interesting because even though both eyes were touched by the light... only one eye dilate at a time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... it was rather enlightening to find out something about yourself... I guess I'll just have to go schedule a date for the surgery and voila! I'll be using 2 eyes instead of 1! Oh... I shall update about my trip to Penang last Sunday in the next post soon... pictures still in the camera... so lazy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-114623719325013870?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/114623719325013870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=114623719325013870&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114623719325013870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114623719325013870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/04/come-see-what-what-am-i-freak-show.html' title='&quot;Come See!&quot; What the... What am I? A freak show?'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-114562545935768702</id><published>2006-04-21T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:35.261+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Is Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couch Potatoness'/><title type='text'>Change of Environment... Well... Song only... hehe</title><content type='html'>Well... I like this song... You know from the American Idol? When some one gets kicked out and they show the tribute montage of the person who sucked? Yeah... that's the one... hehehe... Thought I'd share it with you guys... well not that you all suck... LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait... let me go find you the lyrics... hang on... Here we go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad Day - Daniel Powter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is the moment we need at the most&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your blue skies fade to grey&lt;br /&gt;They tell me your passion's gone away&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;You stand in the line just to hit a new low&lt;br /&gt;You're faking a smile with the coffee to go&lt;br /&gt;You tell me your life's been way off line&lt;br /&gt;You're falling to pieces everytime&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;Well you need a blue sky holiday&lt;br /&gt;The point is they laugh at what you say&lt;br /&gt;And I don't need no carryin' on&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;The camera don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You're coming back down and you really don't mind&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;(Oh.. Holiday..)&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes the system goes on the blink&lt;br /&gt;And the whole thing turns out wrong&lt;br /&gt;You might not make it back and you know&lt;br /&gt;That you could be well oh that strong&lt;br /&gt;And I'm not wrong&lt;br /&gt;(yeah...)&lt;br /&gt;So where is the passion when you need it the most&lt;br /&gt;Oh you and I&lt;br /&gt;You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost&lt;br /&gt;Cause you had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You're taking one down&lt;br /&gt;You sing a sad song just to turn it around&lt;br /&gt;You say you don't know&lt;br /&gt;You tell me don't lie&lt;br /&gt;You work at a smile and you go for a ride&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You've seen what you like&lt;br /&gt;And how does it feel for one more time&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;You had a bad day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who had yourself a bad day... cheer up yah? This song goes to you... Life may be horrible and the people around you might think you're a joke and everything seem to just go wrong... Listen to this song and tell yourself... its just a bad day... Life will go on and things will just get better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like the change... ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-114562545935768702?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/114562545935768702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=114562545935768702&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114562545935768702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114562545935768702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/04/change-of-environment-well-song-only.html' title='Change of Environment... Well... Song only... hehe'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-114551823047363175</id><published>2006-04-20T15:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:35.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><title type='text'>I burnt myself vaccuming!</title><content type='html'>ARGH!!! I was vaccuming the house yesterday with the brand new steam vaccum from OSIM. I guess from the exhaustion of all the work, I wasn't being careful... They weren't kidding when they said it was 120 degrees steam. There I was idly vaccuming each cushion of the living room's upholstery when suddenly... the suction grasp the skin on my right thigh and steamed it as well!!! My reflexes were down so it took me awhile to realise what was happening until I felt the pain... DANG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So lesson learnt... Always be alert while vaccuming with a steam vaccum. For now the house is fully steam vaccumed... Fleas are supposed to get themselves killed at the temperature of 40 degrees... if 120 degress don't kill them... I don't know what will! I should get my cats from the vet's soon... Hopefully the remaining flea survivors will try to get their hands on my flea treated cats and get themselves killed in the process...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole body is aching... Now I'm going to just lie back on my bed and enjoy the third book of David Edding's Mallorean series... Don't feel like doing anything else... Wish we had one of those full body massage OSIM chairs... hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-114551823047363175?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/114551823047363175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=114551823047363175&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114551823047363175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114551823047363175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/04/i-burnt-myself-vaccuming.html' title='I burnt myself vaccuming!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-114529458426995360</id><published>2006-04-18T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:35.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><title type='text'>WTF!!! FLEAS?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>The house is infested with cat fleas!!! ARGH!!! At first I thought it was only mosquito bites... Then today... "What's this?" I grabbed one flea trying to figure out what it was and it jumped off me and disappeared!!! WARGH!!! This is the second time my house gets overpopulated by this hardy pesky pests!!! The first was in our Kelana Jaya house and it was so bad that it made my mum cry and we had to call the exterminator and bomb the whole house with insectiside!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*Ok... I should get a hold of myself... Don't panic...*&lt;/span&gt; Yes of course... The first thing that came to mind was... GOOGLE IT!!!... And that's what I did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;search&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;[search] How to get rid of fleas [endsearch]&lt;/search&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is what I found out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Treat the cats&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Wash all beddings and cushion covers with really hot water&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Vaccum the whole house and use hot steam to kill the eggs and larvaes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Make flea traps for each room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;If all fail... call the exterminator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;The cats are off to the vet while I start my "Exterminate Fleas Project" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*they're due for their full body checkup, grooming and bath anyway*&lt;/span&gt;... Tomorrow morning... I WILL buy that supposedly super duper vaccum cleaner that runs with water and emits steam!!! I don't care if its expensive!!! As long as it will suck in EVERY particle it touches... It's worth it!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will also buy a few items to build the freaking flea traps for each room!!! Well... I made one for my room right now to see if it works... if it does... then i'll definitely make one for every room in this house!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next... I will REMOVE all of the beddings and cushion covers and chuck it in bag and send it out to the 'dobi' with a note "Wash with extremely hot water!" Then... I will vaccum EVERY inch of the house with the steaming vaccum cleaner!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*gasping for breath*&lt;/span&gt; Ok... I may seem abit "over" but... I DON'T CARE!!! I HATE FLEAS!!! Wish me luck... I wonder how long it will take me to vaccum the whole house... hmmm... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-114529458426995360?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/114529458426995360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=114529458426995360&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114529458426995360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114529458426995360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/04/wtf-fleas.html' title='WTF!!! FLEAS?!?!?!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-114521350288882860</id><published>2006-04-17T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:35.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><title type='text'>An update? OMG... The world must be ending soon!</title><content type='html'>Hahaha... naaahh... Just kidding... It's 2.26 am now... Can't really sleep so thought I'd just compose a quick update just to tickle you guys abit. Guess what? I have finally finished studying!!! Woo hoo!!! Yes... I know it took me sOOooOOoOOoo darn long just to get a degree... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*I like to take things and do things in my own time... so sue me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akak (my sis) welcomed me to the 2-2 club when she got the news... Not bad huh? I really thought that I was going to fail the whole thing or the most a 3rd Class... It's not that I'm dumb... It's just that I'm so darn lazy! Well... That's what I always hear teachers/lecturers say to me growing up anyway... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*I still remember my class teacher say to me in form 5 "Mas, awak dapat SAP pun cikgu bangga." (SAP is "Barely Pass" Grade for SPM at the time which is aggregate 45 and above)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know it took me hmm... let me count... 8 years to get myself a degree! OMG! Hahaha! has it been that long? But I did it right? So right now... I'm taking a year break off everything! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*although the constant nagging of "you should start earning you keep" is driving me insane*&lt;/span&gt; Give me a break! So what am I up to now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching animes &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;(Bleach and Naruto)&lt;/span&gt;... playing computer games &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;(still RO)&lt;/span&gt;... reading books &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;(trying to re-read the whole collection of David Eddings a total of more than 20 books)&lt;/span&gt;... watching korean soaps &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;(currently halfway through something called "Love story in Harvard")&lt;/span&gt;... trying to teach myself chinese using books, flash cards and dictionaries &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*impossible*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt; trying to start an ALUMNI for BBGS batch of 97... just laze around in my room... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;*aahhhh... heavenly*&lt;/span&gt; Hey... I'm having a break... I'll do what I want and when I want... For those of you nagging about marriage, getting a job and such... I'm deaf till I'm satisfied! Waaaaahahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there... another update done... hehehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-114521350288882860?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/114521350288882860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=114521350288882860&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114521350288882860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/114521350288882860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2006/04/update-omg-world-must-be-ending-soon.html' title='An update? OMG... The world must be ending soon!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-113142122763552608</id><published>2005-11-08T11:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:35.000+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Joys'/><title type='text'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!!</title><content type='html'>Very long time never post anything... Today marks the 6th day of Hari Raya! For my muslim friends, May You Have A Happy Hari Raya! For those celebrating Deepavali, Hope you had a good one! Those who are back at work... May your workplace be joyful and fun! Those who just changed jobs... Good luck with your new environment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of Hari Raya, Mum made Soto Ayam &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*for those who dunno what that is, its compact rice cubes + bean sprouts + chicken + spring onions + fried shallots with chicken soup cooked with spices... of course there's the heavenly thing called begedel which is mashed potato balls mixed with minced chicken + spring onions + fried shallots deep fried in egg batter... YUMMY!!!*&lt;/span&gt; We bought 3 tubes of Lemang &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Glutinous Rice + Coconut Milk cooked in bamboo*&lt;/span&gt; and mum made Beef Rendang for the first time in her life &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*which turned out quite good!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second day of Hari Raya, every year without fail we would make our way to Uncle Daddy's Open House where we would find the BEST Lontong &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I dont know how u make this but i remember helping my sis chopping veges to make it*&lt;/span&gt; with yummy Sambal Kacang, Sambal Sotong and their famous Buffalo Rendang. Since it was also the same day as Elina's birthday... HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELINA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third day of Hari Raya, I fell sick! CRAP! Had a fever and a very bad sore throat! Double CRAP! I guess I gave my body a shock when I consumed all that heaty food right after a month of fasting! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hehehe well worth it! once a year... have to have to &gt;&lt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still recovering from the fever... Lungs clogged up from the inflammation so I sound like a broken accordian... and guess what... 3 DAYS WITHOUT COKE!?!?! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*OMG!!! THE WORLD IS COMING TO AN END!!!*&lt;/span&gt; Now what did I take to replace my irreplaceable Coke? A friend told me that Honey is good for your throat. So that is what I have been drinking for the past 3 days... Honey diluted in hot water... Just did a research about the benefits of honey... I guess its not supposed to heal the throat but to make it feel better and stop it from getting worse. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Go do your own research!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... that's it for my current updates... So now that I've cleared the cob webs and dust out of this blog... Stop complaining! Waaaaaaaaaahahahahahhahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanking God while I recover, Thanks for the honey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"And your Lord revealed to the bee saying: Make hives in the mountains and in the trees and in what they build: Then eat of all the fruits and walk in the ways of your Lord submissively. There comes forth from within it a beverage of many colours, in which there is healing for men; most surely there is a sign in this for a people who reflect. (Surat an-Nahl, 68-69)&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/12341421-113142122763552608?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/113142122763552608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=113142122763552608&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/113142122763552608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/113142122763552608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/11/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-112469592606743291</id><published>2005-08-22T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.875+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerd Alert'/><title type='text'>Frustrations from my Nerdy Genes...</title><content type='html'>When we first opened up the cyber cafe... the only affordable yet high speed internet connection available for the area was ISDN... Although we are charged by the minute... we were still contented... Now the cafe was shipped to Kerteh, Terengganu and the internet connection is the high speed broadband of ADSL... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*we were like waaaahhhhh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today... the office is equipped with an ADSL line &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*which is still based in Shah Alam same lot as the initial cyber cafe*&lt;/span&gt;... Here comes my frustrations... I want to build a server which will host the companies's web and email as well as the web of my final year project... In order to have a sound web server which will be working 24/7... I need an SDSL line with a fixed IP... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*still dreaming of it*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem... First... I registered to set it up at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're sorry but the premise you registered for is a few metres too far from our exchange and it doesn't reach your area. Would you like to try our Wireless Broadband for RM88?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next... I thought of setting it up at the Shah Alam office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're sorry but the premise you registered for is currently using fibre cables to connect to our exchange and does not support SDSL... Would you like to try our ADSL Broadband?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh... Fine... Let's try the Hartamas office...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, we're sorry but the premise you registered for is currently using fibre cables to connect to our exchange and does not support SDSL... Would you like to try our ADSL Broadband instead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... we manage to register it for Halimy's house... HOUSE! What is wrong with you people?!?!?! Don't you all know that Commercial Areas are the ones who will use SDSL compared with Residential Areas which wouldn't mind getting the lousy Wireless or ADSL Broadband!?!? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WHY ON EARTH DON'T YOU QUICKLY UPGRADE YOUR SYSTEM SO THAT THE FREAKING FIBRES WILL SUPPORT YOUR FREAKING SDSL BROADBAND?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WHY ON EARTH DO YOU THINK that I WOULD WANT TO DOWNGRADE MY CHOICE from a FREAKING SDSL LINE WHICH COSTS 3 TIMES OF AN ADSL?!?! DO YOU REALLY THINK I DON'T KNOW THE FREAKING DIFFERENCE?!?! GEEZ!!! HAVE SOME COMMON SENSE WILL YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt; If I were to use the connection to surf and chat up with friends... don't you think I would be MAD to choose an SDSL connection?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And why can't you people make sure your agents know what they are talking about!? No! I do not want a text book explanation of what an ADSL or a Wireless Broadband is... I just wanted to know if I can get SDSL at the specified location! That's all!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*FUMING*&lt;/span&gt; I WANT MY SDSL NOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-112469592606743291?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/112469592606743291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=112469592606743291&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/112469592606743291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/112469592606743291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/08/frustrations-from-my-nerdy-genes.html' title='Frustrations from my Nerdy Genes...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-112330028643732492</id><published>2005-08-06T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Couch Potatoness'/><title type='text'>Aku menyanyah... Secara ringkasnya : AFBUANG MAWI!</title><content type='html'>Hari ini saya ingin berbahas dalam bahasa kebangsaan saya... Oleh kerana saya tidak mempunyai modal untuk bertulis... Saya akan membebel dan menyanyah tanpa arah dan tujuan... hehehe... Topik hari ini ialah mengenai Pusingan Akhir Akademi Fantasia yang akan berlangsung malam karang... Toloooooong lah! Toloooong lah jangan bagi Mawi menang! Dia tak reti nyanyi! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Tidak!*&lt;/span&gt; Pada pendapat saya... Marsha patut menang sebab dia berbakat... Dia boleh nyanyi sambil main piano... dia boleh karang lagu lawak 'Pokok Kelapak' tuh... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Mawi boleh buat apa? Hampeh!*&lt;/span&gt; AF pulak kasi dia stok-stok lagu arab ala nasyid saja... Kenapa? Dia tak reti ke bawak lagu lain? Kalau nak dia menang buat lah AF : Nasyid Edition ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Setelah menonton AF pada minggu-minggu yang lepas... Saya telah menyedari bertapa banyaknya golongan Jawa dia Malaysia nih... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Siap ada 'banner' Persatuan Peranakan Jawa tuh!*&lt;/span&gt; Saya takde lah anti orang Jawa... Saya pun setengah darah Jawa... tapi... Kalau pertandingan nyanyi nak sokong sebab jenis darah atau bangsa... baik tak payah! bukak lah parti politik dan sokong lah masing-masing... kalau tak pun... buat lah AF : Jawa Edition ke?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toloooong lah! Sedar lah! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Aku campak korang kat Pusat Sedar Diri kat Seksyen 13 Shah Alam tu karang!*&lt;/span&gt; Dengan ini... Saya nak cadangkan cara undi AFBUANG dimana ia akan menolak undian-undian AFUNDI tuh... Apa kata? Saya sanggup bayar untuk AFBUANG... korang kat ASTRO ngan Maxis pun buat lagi banyak duit bukan? Muah aH AhaHa ahAH ahah aahA HaHA ahA haHa HA aHA HaHa A... Ok... itu sajalah! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Pistol Goodbye!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-112330028643732492?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/112330028643732492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=112330028643732492&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/112330028643732492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/112330028643732492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/08/aku-menyanyah-secara-ringkasnya.html' title='Aku menyanyah... Secara ringkasnya : AFBUANG MAWI!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-112185349309125740</id><published>2005-07-20T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.756+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Not At Home'/><title type='text'>My mummy... My hero!</title><content type='html'>When you are young you believe that your mummy knows everything... My mummy used to know what airline and what type of plane it was in the sky by just looking at it... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*she used to run a travel agency*&lt;/span&gt; and I would listen in awe that my mummy knows everything... Now I'm all grown up... and had for quite a number of years argued with facts and knowledge with my mummy... I believed that somethings she just don't really know... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*like IT stuff and things like that*&lt;/span&gt;... But one thing will never change... My mummy really knows her way with people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We just came back from our Singapore trip... My mummy and I... Me with my brand new Harry Potter book hitting the parks trying to read... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*get caught in the rain too many times... lousy rainy season*&lt;/span&gt;... My mummy meeting her typical business principals of whom I'm so familiar with... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*because my mummy and I have been on these type of trips ever since I could remember*&lt;/span&gt;... We would stay in the same hotel... This trip... the doorman who greeted us greeted my mummy and asked if I was her daughter... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*for someone who does that... he must've recognised her somehow*&lt;/span&gt;... It looked as though everyone remembered her... from the reception desk to the manager of the little golf shop within the hotel... it amazes me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way back... We decided to have our last fix of yummy sharksfin soup... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*we already had a bowl by making the silly Mr. Phillip (my mum's principal) treat us lunch... hehehe*&lt;/span&gt; Armed with a couple of street names... we remembered Mr. Phillip jokingly asked us whether we wanted McDonalds or KFC for lunch... we got excited when we saw these two landmarks which was located on the right side of the road that we missed the restaurant sitting on the left... After a U-Turn and turning into the driveway of the restaurant... our hearts sank as we saw everything was dark... It was closed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.bnb.com.my/munak/sharksfin.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We peered into the shop looking at the sign trying to find out what time they open for business... and trying to make a 3-point turn to the exit... Out comes the manager of the restaurant... She came to us... and told us that they were closed... My mummy then asked her if we could have a couple of bowls of shark's fin soup before we head back to KL... She agreed! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*She actually woke the chef up from his afternoon nap as they were all sleeping on the chairs of the restaurant...*&lt;/span&gt; She showed us to a table... and we both were really contented to get our shark's fin soup while having it in darkness! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*didn't want to wake the rest up I suppose*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why did we go all the trouble to get us a couple of bowls of the shark's fin soup? We both had a medium sized bowl... It is equivalent to 3 bowls in other chinese restaurant each... As the image uploaded above shows... You can actually see the shape of the fin still intact! Normally... in other chinese restaurants after serving you a bowl... You'll only be able to see the strands of the fin and doubt if it is even real... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*might be some sort of jelly or flour based imitation*&lt;/span&gt;... Not here! And for this kind of luxurious treat... it only costed S$75 for a medium sized bowl! Where would you get that kind of bargain in Malaysia?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... this wasn't the first time my mummy managed to wake up the chef just because she and her little darlings wanted good food... And as far as I can remember... She was never turned down even when the shop was closed... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Now... I wonder if the chefs were cursing us when they were woken up from their slumber*&lt;/span&gt; hehehe... Can your mummy do that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-112185349309125740?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/112185349309125740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=112185349309125740&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/112185349309125740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/112185349309125740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/07/my-mummy-my-hero.html' title='My mummy... My hero!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111864129064569313</id><published>2005-06-13T13:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.702+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Music Is Life'/><title type='text'>Moment - by Ryu Won</title><content type='html'>Just uploaded a different song... Here's the lyrics and its meaning... I don't understand Korean so if the translation is wrong... please feel free to correct me... =) Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ulji Marayo Nae Saranga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Don't cry, My Love*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;To Maneun Shigan-i Isseunikka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*We still have a long way to go*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aju Chogum Man Idaero&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Please don't move...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nae Gyeo Te Issoyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*let me hold you for a moment*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Naega Kiyok Halsu Itt Ge&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*so that I can remember our fond embrace*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraji Anado Naneun Arayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Even without words, we know...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urin Hangsang Keurae Wasseunikka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*we will always belong to each other*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarang Haneun Mankeum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*And because I love you so much*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Keu Dae Ga Haengbok Ha Da Myon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I am willing to let you go...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Ki Kko-i Keu Dae Reul Bonaeyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*in order for you to find true happiness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaksok Haeyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Promise me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Onjen Ganeun Tora Ol Gorago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*that you will come back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Opshi Do Haengbok Hal Gorago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*you will come back to me someday*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oraen Shigan Dongan Him Deuro Haneun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*that you will be happy...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Keu Dae Reul To Isang Pol Suga Omneyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*even without me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maraji Anado Naneun Arayo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Even without words, we know...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urin Hangsang Keurae Wasseunikka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*we will always belong to each other*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarang Haneun Mankeum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*And because I love you so much*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Keu Dae Ga Haengbok Ha Da Myon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I am willing to let you go...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Ki Kko-i Keu Dae Reul Bonaeyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*in order for you to find true happiness*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaksok Haeyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Promise me*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Onjen Ganeun Tora Ol Gorago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*that you will come back*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na Opshi Do Haengbok Hal Gorago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*you will come back to me someday*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oraen Shigan Dongan Him Deuro Haneun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*that you will be happy...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keu Dae Reul To Isang Pol Suga Omneyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*even without me*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mian Haeyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I am sorry...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keu Dae Reul Jikkyeo Jul Suga Omneyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*for being unable to protect you*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iroke Ddo Keu Dae Reul Ullineyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I have to leave everything behind...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Modeun Gol Borigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*so that you can leave me...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tashi Man Nan Keu Dae Reul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*do that for me, please...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ddo Bonae Yaman Haeyo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Just remember this moment and leave me...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yaksok Haeyo…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Promise Me...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111864129064569313?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111864129064569313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111864129064569313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111864129064569313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111864129064569313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/06/moment-by-ryu-won.html' title='Moment - by Ryu Won'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111648363858219071</id><published>2005-05-19T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.648+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Fix'/><title type='text'>STAR WARS: 2nd Attempt = YEAY!!!</title><content type='html'>Woke up at 8 today... Check on my okkars &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*something only my RO guild members would know about*&lt;/span&gt;... Got ready for my second attempt at purchasing Star Wars III Movie tickets!!! Okay... so the counter man said that we had to be there at 10am when they open to acquire the tickets... He didn't tell us about the queue... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*kiasu fellow*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got there at 5 minutes to 10am... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*OMG!!! The queue!!!*&lt;/span&gt; Okay so it doesn't seem too long... Please bear in mind that this is the queue for the Gold Class Saturday Shows tickets only... There are only 30 seats available in the cinema... and ONLY 5 shows a day... the total amount of tickets available a day is 30 x 5 = 150 seats... The number of tickets a person can purchase is 4... We were panicky and anxious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bnb.com.my/munak/swQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey... Who's that in that cream shirt? IT'S NAZRIN!!! Hahahaha!!! Gave him a call at that very moment... Apparently... he was there at 9am and he still has to queue?!?! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*What time did the guys in front came?!?!*&lt;/span&gt; After 10 minutes of queue... we stared at those who happily got their tickets... almost all of them bought 4... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*omg! omg! omg! not another failed attempt!?*&lt;/span&gt; 15 minutes... Nazrin got his tickets... 8 I think... Came to us and said don't worry... still got plenty... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*wipe that grin of your face boy!*&lt;/span&gt; 20 minutes gone... 6 people up front... that's already 1 cinema worth of tickets... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*are we able to get the tickets?!?! *sobs**&lt;/span&gt;... 30 minutes passed... We were next...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;We would like 8 tickets please...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our first choice was the 11am show... FULLY BOOKED!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*sobs*&lt;/span&gt;... Second choice was the 2.30pm... ONE SEAT LEFT?!?! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*double sobs*&lt;/span&gt;... Oh crap... I have a prior engagement with friends for dinner on this coming Saturday... How now brown cow? The only seats left available for 8 at the same time was at 5.30...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;WE'LL TAKE IT!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*BUY FIRST PLAN LATER!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wow... the tickets was for the back row... all 8 in a row!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Click Click Click*&lt;/span&gt; Suddenly... 4 of the seats were locked!!! The guy in the next counter was planning to purchase our seats!!! OH NO!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*wait wait...*&lt;/span&gt; He's on the phone... talking in his native language... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*crossing fingers*&lt;/span&gt; It was the longest 5 minutes of my life! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*abit of an exaggeration here*&lt;/span&gt; The people behind the counter was arguing among themselves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;These people wants to purchase 8 tickets... Give it to them...&lt;br /&gt;But he wants to buy 4 first...&lt;br /&gt;But he's still deciding... They have decided...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Guy still on phone: Ok I change my mind...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*WOOOT!!!*&lt;/span&gt; We got our tickets!!! After checking the tickets and paying RM280... the lady grabbed the microphone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The Gold Class tickets for Saturdays Star Wars III : Revenge of the Sith are SOLD OUT!!! There are currently only one seats left in each cinema for each show. Thank You.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow!!! Talk about luck!!! So there we were... making our way out with 8 tickets... People staring... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*sniggering*&lt;/span&gt; Sorry lah Jason... I'll be abit late for dinner... Priorities goes to Star Wars!!! See you at 8.30pm instead of 7!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111648363858219071?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111648363858219071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111648363858219071&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111648363858219071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111648363858219071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/05/star-wars-2nd-attempt-yeay.html' title='STAR WARS: 2nd Attempt = YEAY!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111641079477791126</id><published>2005-05-18T17:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.591+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Movie Fix'/><title type='text'>STAR WARS : 1st Attempt = Failed</title><content type='html'>There we were all fired up to get ourselves tickets for Star Wars III : Revenge of the Sith for this coming Friday night...  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*you can only purchase Gold Class tickets 2 days in advance*&lt;/span&gt; We went to the counter... All tickets for evening shows for Thursday and Friday were fully booked!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*What the?!?! The counter opens at 10am... we were there at 11:40am!!!*&lt;/span&gt; We were then told to come tomorrow at 10am to get the tickets for Saturday shows. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Dang!*&lt;/span&gt; Now why did we both went to get the tickets when you can do it alone? We were planning to get 8 tickets! They were for the both of us, mummy and friend, beg and bro-in-law, and tin &amp; naem. Apparently you can only purchase 4 Gold Class tickets per person &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*stupid rule*&lt;/span&gt;... So we shall travel all the way to Mid Valley again tomorrow for our 2nd attempt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morale level was low so decided to indulge myself with some Japanese Food... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hehehe*&lt;/span&gt; Kiku Zakura!!! The place was newly renovated... very nice... I guess we didn't have to order because we go there so often &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*usually before or after movies*&lt;/span&gt;... The waitress just reconfirmed our "orders"... which was my usual "Sashimi and Tempura Set" and his normal "Ebi Tempura and Garlic Fried Rice" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*yummy!!!*&lt;/span&gt; I think the arowana is stressed in its new home because he seems annoyed &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hope he's alright*&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay okay... next time I post... I'll add in some real life images... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*none of myself of course! hahaha*&lt;/span&gt; BACK TO WORK NOW!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*or was it assignments? oh well...*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111641079477791126?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111641079477791126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111641079477791126&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111641079477791126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111641079477791126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/05/star-wars-1st-attempt-failed.html' title='STAR WARS : 1st Attempt = Failed'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111631423662780279</id><published>2005-05-17T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='F*rk On Roads'/><title type='text'>TO EC OR NOT TO EC... That is the question...</title><content type='html'>What is EC? EC = Extenuating Circumstances... What's the purpose of this EC thingamajig? Is so that I could extend my assignment and final year project deadlines &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*help me God!*&lt;/span&gt; After my last semester... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*the one where I collapsed right after submitting the assignments for that particular semester with a bp of 170/120 hahaha so proud*&lt;/span&gt; things had become too much for me to handle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been able to concentrate much on anything as everything seem to be piling and piling at a heart wrenching rate... When I do my assignments... work deadlines keeps cropping... When I do my work... assignment deadlines are out to get me... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*there is no end to this is there?*&lt;/span&gt; My grades seem to be dropping for only God knows why... and I thought that I had been consistent in my school work? So is my weight... I haven't been dieting &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*not that I know of?*&lt;/span&gt; I eat like how I usually eat... how on earth did I lose 6kg in 2 weeks? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*monitoring my weight now so that I don't lose too much or gain too much suddenly*&lt;/span&gt; I mean... WTF is wrong with me?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EC-ing the two tasks will result in the delay of my graduation date &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*not that I really care about the ceremony*&lt;/span&gt; So how now brown cow? Should I or should I not? I SHOULD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Please ignore my sudden ramblings as the thoughts had been clouding my judgment and ability to concentrate for the past semester... So this post had been set to not allow any comments... Thank You...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111631423662780279?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111631423662780279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111631423662780279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/05/to-ec-or-not-to-ec-that-is-question.html' title='TO EC OR NOT TO EC... That is the question...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111570792706966925</id><published>2005-05-10T14:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game Addictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Joys'/><title type='text'>WOOT!!! I'M LVL 99!!! FINALLY!!!</title><content type='html'>After 8 months of intensive leveling &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*yeah right!*&lt;/span&gt; and monster raping... I HAVE FINALLY REACHED THE HIGHEST LEVEL OF SECOND JOB CLASS!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*WooOOoooOOT!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bnb.com.my/munak/tsun99lvlup.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This was taken during the level up process! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I guess I was just so anxious?*&lt;/span&gt; On the left is my RO hubby doing all the killing... while I leech on his experience! Waaahahahahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bnb.com.my/munak/tsun99.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;OoooOoo... look at the aura surrounding me! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*real nice to be 99... hehehe*&lt;/span&gt; Don't I just look so cool? Ok then... that's about what's the most exciting thing that has happened during the past two weeks... So stop spamming!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I know my life sucks!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111570792706966925?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111570792706966925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111570792706966925&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111570792706966925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111570792706966925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/05/woot-im-lvl-99-finally.html' title='WOOT!!! I&apos;M LVL 99!!! FINALLY!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111488327093728334</id><published>2005-05-01T01:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.428+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BlogThings'/><title type='text'>Tax Deadline Over!!!</title><content type='html'>Spent most of yesterday sorting out my taxes... Its my second time doing it... Don't really know what I did really... More like a jigsaw puzzle to me... Or you know those game books that you play... If you selection 1 go to page 32 kinda thing? &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*ok i'm starting to write crap*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now why do I write such crap? Its because a certain someone has threatened to spam my ChatBox if I don't start updating... hmmm... So I guess you all have to put up with more of my nonsensical ramblings as I TRY to update... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*i'm always talking rubbish anyways*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently watching a grotesque show on telly... &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*is that how u spell it?*&lt;/span&gt;... Didn't feel like going to war on RO &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://ero.gameflier.com.my"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ragnarok Online&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; for those who don't know what that is*&lt;/span&gt;... Ok... that's all for today's update... I shall end today's post with a blogthing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;My japanese name is &lt;b&gt;山下 Yamashita (under the mountain) 歩 Ayumi walk, deeper meaning: walk your own way)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/969/"&gt;Take your real japanese name generator! today!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Created with &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/"&gt;Rum and Monkey&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://rumandmonkey.com/widgets/toys/namegen/"&gt;Name Generator Generator&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111488327093728334?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111488327093728334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111488327093728334&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111488327093728334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111488327093728334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/05/tax-deadline-over.html' title='Tax Deadline Over!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111469747101435393</id><published>2005-04-28T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><title type='text'>UPDATES! kekeke</title><content type='html'>What has happened in my life... where should I begin... hmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;FAMILY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Since you all already know about my brand new niece &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*not so new anymore*&lt;/span&gt;... I have been forced against my will &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*not really*&lt;/span&gt; to go and visit her last week! She is sooOOoooOOOoooOoo adorable!!! Pictures available &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://atanmaya.fotopages.com"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*bear in mind that it is NOT my site so... don't post comments to me... coz... it's not mine to reply?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had the pleasure of watching my sister perform as a human cow every other hour for my entire stay there... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*eeeEEeeeEEwwwWWWwww*&lt;/span&gt; kekeke...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My brother-in-law quit smoking?!?! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;*WooOOooW*&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mom has been poo-ed/pissed/spit-up upon... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*which was rather hilarious*&lt;/span&gt; kekekke&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dad is now living in Ipoh... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all... Family = Doing Well... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;if($humans = $bad &amp;&amp;amp; $family = $sad)&lt;br /&gt;$humans = $dead;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HEALTH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Could've been better... Now on stupid $^@&amp;!#$%"&gt;#$^@&amp;amp;!#$%! hypertension medication... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*dang!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all... Health = Not Bad...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;WORK/STUDIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;OVERFLOWING!!! Accounts untouched... PHP Programming stuck... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hence the funny codings between texts*&lt;/span&gt; Filing no need to say la... &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FYP haven't even started... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*die die die*&lt;/span&gt; 2 Assignments dunno where to even start... What more can I say?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;All in all... Work/Studies = Doomed!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sleepy now... will continue later... =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111469747101435393?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111469747101435393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111469747101435393&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111469747101435393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111469747101435393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/04/updates-kekeke.html' title='UPDATES! kekeke'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111450774926997952</id><published>2005-04-26T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.319+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nerd Alert'/><title type='text'>MIGRATION COMPLETE!!!</title><content type='html'>After hours of toiling over HTML Tags and Reformating them to fit this new site... I have finally migrated to BLOGSPOT! Why Blogspot you ask? I also dunno... Maybe because of the challenge of migrating? Or maybe just plain boredom... Anyway... I WILL TRY to update the blog as often as I can so... for now... that's all folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111450774926997952?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111450774926997952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111450774926997952&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111450774926997952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111450774926997952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/04/migration-complete.html' title='MIGRATION COMPLETE!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111442189259574266</id><published>2005-04-12T04:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tickled Tastebuds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><title type='text'>DISAPPOINTED...</title><content type='html'>Once a month I would find myself craving for some Ang Moh food... And this will lead me to TGIF in Subang Parade, Subang Jaya... Yesterday I had my late lunch there... AND I WAS DISAPPOINTED!!! Over the years... the service had been good... the food too... Yesterday... it was total and ultimate blergh! Ok... so what if its not during lunch or dinner period... We went at around 4... That doesn't give an excuse to give us BAD SERVICE?!?! Let me give you a run down of what made me write this entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NO. 1...&lt;br /&gt;We went into the restaurant... there were no smiley host/hostess to take us to our seats... Since we knew where the smoking section is &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*having to come here ALOT*&lt;/span&gt;... we made our way there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NO. 2...&lt;br /&gt;There was a table empty there... It looked as though it was occupied... so we asked if it was... the waiter didn't even know whether it was or not!! What the?!?! He had to ask the bartender?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NO. 3...&lt;br /&gt;It took about 10 mins before we even got the MENU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No. 4...&lt;br /&gt;It took about another 15 mins before anyone would take our order!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No. 5...&lt;br /&gt;The person who took our order was so timid that I think I could make out what a mouse was saying rather than him... Very UN-TGIF like... PLUS We had to repeat the word BEEF! about 10 times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No. 6...&lt;br /&gt;We saw our drinks standing at the bar for quite sometime while the bartender was practising juggling stupid bottles... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*OI! GO JOIN THE FREAKING CIRCUS LA IF U WANT TO JUGGLE!*&lt;/span&gt;... He only served us our drinks when we were staring at him as though a lion would to his prey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No. 7...&lt;br /&gt;When the food came... We had only half a set of cutlery each... So we had to ask for it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No. 8...&lt;br /&gt;When they served us our food... they didn't give the dishes to their respective owners but instead passed it to me to do so... &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*WHAT THE?!?!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No. 9...&lt;br /&gt;It took us like ages to be able to get a person to refill our drinks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;No. 10...&lt;br /&gt;It took us like forever to be able to get the check and get outta there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Although the food was still at par... the service... GO WORK AT A MAMAK STALL LAAA!!! MAMAK STALL GIVE BETTER SERVICE!!! &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*#$%@#$^!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111442189259574266?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111442189259574266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111442189259574266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111442189259574266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111442189259574266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/04/disappointed.html' title='DISAPPOINTED...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111442106607041643</id><published>2005-03-15T05:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>GOOD LUCK aQaQ!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It feels like only yesterday,&lt;br /&gt;When me and her was hard at play,&lt;br /&gt;With Lego, Balls,&lt;br /&gt;And Barbie Dolls,&lt;br /&gt;Oh how it feels like yesterday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembering back our teenage years,&lt;br /&gt;The quarrels ending up in tears,&lt;br /&gt;With different friends,&lt;br /&gt;Tastes, thoughts and trends,&lt;br /&gt;And parents pulling by our ears...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img height="300" src="http://www.bnb.com.my/munak/meandakak.jpg" width="201" align="center" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many years I've lost with you,&lt;br /&gt;Each had our own set of things to do,&lt;br /&gt;Some years I had,&lt;br /&gt;Without you, and that's sad,&lt;br /&gt;But then again, it's a good thing too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now looking back our childhood time,&lt;br /&gt;And looking forward of what's to come,&lt;br /&gt;Your baby soon due,&lt;br /&gt;I wish good luck to you,&lt;br /&gt;Sorry but I'm crap in writing in rhyme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111442106607041643?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111442106607041643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111442106607041643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111442106607041643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111442106607041643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/03/good-luck-aqaq.html' title='GOOD LUCK aQaQ!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111442086522539751</id><published>2005-03-03T04:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.127+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><title type='text'>OUCH! That hurts!!!</title><content type='html'>Yesterday... My mom made me go to the hospital to draw blood for the bloodwork required by the Cardiologist... crap! As usual... it wasn't an easy task! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*must be because of the fats i'm storing for hibernation*&lt;/span&gt;... The first poke... wasn't painful... but the next thing he did was!!! Imagine putting a straw in a can, and moving it around trying to slurp the last drops... now imagine the straw was the needle trying to find a vein. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*damn!*&lt;/span&gt; Anyways... after poking around... invain... he decided to poke else where!!! &lt;span style="color:#cc9900;"&gt;"Your veins are so tiny!"&lt;/span&gt; was what he kept saying while trying to draw my blood... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*double damn!*&lt;/span&gt; Now I have two holes in my arm as though a vampire had bit me there... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I sat in the car cursing silently, we went to the Kopitiam behind the office for some breakfast! Yumm!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hmm... i think i'll failed my urine test as the last drink/food i had before 10pm was a can of coke!*&lt;/span&gt; The rest of the day was a blur again... was gasping for breath most of the time due to the inhalation of forest fires fumes the days before while was on the way back from somewhere... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*very unhealthy*&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.thestar.com.my/archives/2005/2/26/nation/n_06haze.jpg" vspace="10" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a nerdy note of things... MY LAPTOP NOW IS FRESHLY FORMATTED!!! Hurray!!! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*I hope I backed up the important stuff*&lt;/span&gt; So... time to re-install! Hey... I'm trying my best to update frequently here... so don't expect much!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111442086522539751?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111442086522539751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111442086522539751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111442086522539751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111442086522539751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/03/ouch-that-hurts.html' title='OUCH! That hurts!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111442061516118840</id><published>2005-02-21T04:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life Experiences'/><title type='text'>A NICE EXCUSE FOR NOT UPDATING...</title><content type='html'>I'm still alive fellow blog-hoppers... hahaha... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*apparently barely...*&lt;/span&gt; It had been a hectic month for me... Being self-employed full-time and a part-time final year student is really no joke... Deadlines were back to back... Assignments, Projects, Presentations, Tests and the 2pig Midpoint Interview... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*And that's only in Student Mode!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have been sleeping in the office for more than 2 weeks now... For the whole of the 2 weeks... I haven't been able to see my mom, my bed, my cats! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*let alone watch some tv!!!*&lt;/span&gt; For those who are planning to start a company and study part-time at the same time... Please find out your medical history before doing so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was invincible... I rarely got sick... and when I do... I recover almost close to Superman... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*not the man part... but the super*&lt;/span&gt;... Then after all the deadlines were met and what's left was a couple of exams at the end of the week... I was feeling drained, dizzy, agitated, close to tears most of the times... I shrugged all the feelings off... Thinking it will all be better the next day... after 3 days of doing so... I realised that I couldn't even stand up without feeling faint... hmmm... not good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally... I decided to go for a quick check on my blood pressure... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*which I normally do when I feel this way... except that aQaQ took the machine to LONDON!*&lt;/span&gt;... So got my butt to the docs... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*bleargh... hate them! screw them hippies!!! Waaaaaaaahahahahahahaha*&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doc asked me why I felt like checking my blood pressure... as usual I replied with my joyful self &lt;span style="color:#339900;"&gt;"For Fun"&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took it the first time... then asked me... &lt;span style="color:#cc9900;"&gt;"What was your bp before this?"&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#339900;"&gt;"hmmm... cannot remember"&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She took it the second time... &lt;span style="color:#cc9900;"&gt;"did anything happen to you? are you in any stress? family, school, work?"&lt;/span&gt;, she asked again... &lt;span style="color:#339900;"&gt;"Hmmm... been busy with work and school... that's about it"&lt;/span&gt;, I replied again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying not to make my left arm blue I think... she changed arms and took it the third time and I saw her glanced at my age on my Patient Card... In a calm and orderly manner she finally said... &lt;span style="color:#cc9900;"&gt;"Well, your blood pressure is quite high..."&lt;/span&gt; I then asked lah... &lt;span style="color:#339900;"&gt;"How high?"&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#cc9900;"&gt;"Its 170/120. A little higher and you could have gotten a stroke"&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;*WTF?!?!?!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339900;"&gt;"Uh... aren't I a little young to be getting that?"&lt;/span&gt;, I asked... &lt;span style="color:#cc9900;"&gt;"Yes, you are... we will need you to check..."&lt;/span&gt; at this point I was already lost in thought... The next 15 mins was like a blur to me... I think she was babling about getting me to check on underlying causes or some sh*t like that... I already knew what was the next course of action would be... didn't spend my childhood reading medical books for nothing... hahahahahaha... siao siao...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... That was that... a good excuse for not updating the blog don't you think? For my beloved family members... NO NEED TO WORRY LAAAAAAAA... I'm INVINCIBLE!!! Waaaaaahahahhahahahahahhahahahahhahahaha... Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111442061516118840?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111442061516118840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111442061516118840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111442061516118840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111442061516118840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/02/nice-excuse-for-not-updating.html' title='A NICE EXCUSE FOR NOT UPDATING...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111442034300585224</id><published>2005-01-27T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:34.016+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BlogThings'/><title type='text'>No stories today... Just some blogthings...</title><content type='html'>&lt;table border cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="400" align="center" border="1" style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#66ccff;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Prophet Soul&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.quizdiva.net/bt/prophet-soul.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a gentle soul, with good intentions toward everyone. Selfless and kind, you have great faith in people. Sometimes this faith can lead to disappoinment in the long run. No matter what, you deal with everything in a calm and balanced way. You are a good interpreter, very sensitive, intuitive, caring, and gentle. Concerned about the world, you are good at predicting people's feelings. A seeker of wisdom, you are a life long learner looking for purpose and meaning. You are a great thinker and communicator, but not necessarily a doer. Souls you are most compatible with: &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/brightstarsoul.html"&gt;Bright Star Soul&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/dreamingsoul.html"&gt;Dreaming Soul&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/kindsoulquiz.html"&gt;What Kind of Soul Are You?&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/12341421-111442034300585224?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111442034300585224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111442034300585224&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111442034300585224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111442034300585224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/01/no-stories-today-just-some-blogthings.html' title='No stories today... Just some blogthings...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111441977669012489</id><published>2005-01-21T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:33.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Joys'/><title type='text'>I'M GONNA HAVE A NIECE!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;I'm gonna be a proud aunt of a very adorable looking &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*although she's still in her mummy's tummy*&lt;/span&gt; baby girl!!! Hmmm... I'm wondering what kind of nonsense I could teach her... kekekekeke... Let me count the ways...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://premium1.uploadit.org/atanmaya/BABYBOND6-redone.jpg" width="30%" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Her first curse word! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*@$$ H0000L3...*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;The middle finger? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*awwww... isn't she cute... what the?!?*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bite her mummy's lips whenever she opens her mouth to nag! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*this is a must!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Drink Coke! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*as her staple drink!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bully other children no matter their size! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Size does not matter!*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Bully her daddy! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*to be determined depending on daddy's behaviour*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span&gt;Golf so that she can chase her mummy with the golf stick whenever she's angry! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*hehehe*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span&gt;Hmmm... can't think of any other for now... Nevertheless... there will be more to come! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*rubbing hands together with an evil grin*&lt;/span&gt; Muah AH aHA haHa hA aHA AH ahaH aHA AH aha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111441977669012489?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111441977669012489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111441977669012489&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441977669012489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441977669012489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2005/01/im-gonna-have-niece.html' title='I&apos;M GONNA HAVE A NIECE!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111441868187204486</id><published>2004-12-30T06:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:33.906+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>An Anime Artist In The Making...</title><content type='html'>A 14 year old girl drew this image...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.bnb.com.my/munak/hikaridraw.jpg" align="right" border="0" /&gt;I thinks she's very talented... I'm proud to say I am friends with 14 year olds who keep me young at heart! Especially when they are as talented as this! I hope she keeps on drawing like this so that one day when she grows up to be a famous anime artist for some really big japanese company I could say I knew her then... then can black mail her... then probably this picture here would be worth a fortune... Waaaaaaahahahahahahhahahahah... Ok now I'm going waaaaaayyyy over my head...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's me encouraging you meimei... Keep up the good drawings!!! I'm looking forward to u sending me more! hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'm running out of ideas on what to write in this blog of mine... =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111441868187204486?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111441868187204486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111441868187204486&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441868187204486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441868187204486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2004/12/anime-artist-in-making.html' title='An Anime Artist In The Making...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111441847457118510</id><published>2004-12-24T08:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:33.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><title type='text'>WHY AM I FEELING THIS WAY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100;"&gt;2004 is coming to an end... As I browse through the list of last year's "New Year's Resolutions" I have realised that I have not accomplished ANYTHING in the year 2004. Hence, the moment of this great depression is seeping through. Am I a failure? Had the year 2004 amounted to nothing? What have I done to better myself? What have I been doing? &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*am i really this pathetic?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What on earth is the matter with me? Am I doing things wrong? Oh well, year ends always make me feel this way... It's just a matter of time till I get myself determined and raring to go again with next "New Year's Resolutions". &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*why torture myself u say? at least i have something to aim for!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*sulk* *blue* *depressed* *sad* *upset* *leave me alone!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111441847457118510?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111441847457118510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111441847457118510&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441847457118510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441847457118510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2004/12/why-am-i-feeling-this-way.html' title='WHY AM I FEELING THIS WAY?'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111441830132439216</id><published>2004-12-02T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:33.798+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants&apos;N&apos;Ramblings'/><title type='text'>I'M NOW 24... *sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;According to the chinese calendar, two monkey years have past. I now feel old. Have I really aged? I still play games, I still pull pranks and I still bully my sister &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*even though she is actually older*&lt;/span&gt;. Playing RO makes me feel even older... A bunch of my team mates for the War of Emperium are half my age... My "RO Fiance" is only 14 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*It's a game ok... I want to get the marriage skills*&lt;/span&gt;. I'm gonna be an aunty soon &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*my sis and I are only 2 years apart*&lt;/span&gt;... Where did they time go???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do today? I slept in so half of the day was wasted... Had Mc Donald's for lunch... Limy treated me to watch Alexander at GSC Gold Class &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*RM5 for renting a blardy blanket! Didn't know we were watching Gold Class so I wasn't prepared*&lt;/span&gt;... Presents??? aQaQ &amp; aLaN gave me a teddy and a feline collection of handbags... They also treated me to clay shooting when I was there... That was fun... even though it was freezing cold and raining, shoulder hurting from the momentum of the shotgun and the fact that I kept closing the wrong eye to aim which resulted me to miss quite a few of the "pigeons"... I had loads of fun! GodDehMek!!! I left a "pigeon" in London... Oh well... Thanks a lot yah! Also thanks to those who gave me other presents!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I'm 24... who cares! Hahahaha!!! I will still watch my cartoons... play my Sims &amp;amp; Neopets... piggy back my cousins... and still stay young at heart!!! For those who plan on saying "Mas still acts like a child... Mas this... Mas that..." Don't be jealous!!! Hahahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna grow up... I'm a Toy's R Us kid... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*forgot the lyrics edi*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111441830132439216?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111441830132439216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111441830132439216&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441830132439216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441830132439216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2004/12/im-now-24-sigh.html' title='I&apos;M NOW 24... *sigh*'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111441793258059707</id><published>2004-11-30T08:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:33.746+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Joys'/><title type='text'>I AM BACK!!! I LOVE MY COUNTRY!!!</title><content type='html'>Touched down last Wednesday&lt;/span&gt;... Although it was raining cats and dogs, I was glad to be back! No more wintery winds and unpredictable weather conditions! Hurray to the non-misleading sun!!! When the sun is out here... it is what it should be... HOT! &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*damn the sunny cold day there!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... what have I done during my stay at my sister's place? Productive visit really... I fixed some helluva huge cabinets, a helluva heavy outdoor chair, their king-sized bed, done some cable management for the tv and home entertainment system &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*oh sorry, couldn't finish the computer cables... hehehe... forgot actually*&lt;/span&gt;, no more nailed some dvd racks &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*alan broke one hehehehe*&lt;/span&gt;, alphabetised their dvd collection, painted a bit of the bathroom wall &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*a violent shade of purple*&lt;/span&gt;, arranged a bundle of teddy bears &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*wished I had taken a photo of the lot*&lt;/span&gt;, installed the doorbell &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*apparently ran out of batteries already, probably due to the open house*&lt;/span&gt;, and fixed the carpeting &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*in the dark while alan fixing the lights*&lt;/span&gt;. Not bad for a weeks stay! hahahaha... That's only the home decor cum renovation part...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also had Azlind over &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*Yeay! She made it finally after what... 5 years of planning? hahahaha*&lt;/span&gt; Went to a couple of Malaysian High Comm's Hari Raya Open House &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*met up with 2 ex-BBGS friends there... who would've thought?*&lt;/span&gt;, Sis' Friend's Open House, had a dim sum lunch and an indian-thosai dinner. As for our Open House cum House Warming Party, all I had to do was cut the veggies for the lontong! hahahahaha... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*thank God for that!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all... the trip was fun... sprained my back abit, had good food and didn't spend much! hahahahahhahaha... Thanks aQaQ &amp; alan for the stay... &amp;amp; thanks to Azlind for flying down and helping out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111441793258059707?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111441793258059707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111441793258059707&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441793258059707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441793258059707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2004/11/i-am-back-i-love-my-country.html' title='I AM BACK!!! I LOVE MY COUNTRY!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111441754311127502</id><published>2004-11-18T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:33.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Joys'/><title type='text'>SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!!</title><content type='html'>Fasting month is nearing its end. Hari Raya Aidilfitri is drawing near. I can't wait! I can't wait! I can't wait! Hahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, I will be spending my Hari Raya Holidays in LONDON where my sister is currently residing with her husband and brand new baby still in her belly!!! Yeay! I'm hoping one of my best friends to join me there as she is currently in Germany. Azlind... you better get your butt down to London and not spend Hari Raya alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... I wonder what my sis has in store for me there... Cooking is inevitable even though I truly suck at it. I'll probably be the one peeling potatoes and chopping up the tear-making onions!!! Not complaining though as its a joy to be a part of the preparations of this celebration! Especially when my sis is cooking!!! She's a wonder in the kitchen! Oh no... &lt;b&gt;"ALAN NAK LAKSA JOHOR ???" &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*do I hate pulling out the bones of all the fish!*&lt;/span&gt; hehehe hope I don't have to do THAT! LOL...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well... To all those celebrating this festive holiday, I'd like to wish you all SELAMAT HARI RAYA and MAAF ZAHIR &amp;amp; BATIN. May all your dreams come true.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111441754311127502?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111441754311127502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111441754311127502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441754311127502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441754311127502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2004/11/selamat-hari-raya.html' title='SELAMAT HARI RAYA!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111441569627948809</id><published>2004-10-22T07:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:33.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BlogThings'/><title type='text'>YET ANOTHER QUIZ I TOOK ...</title><content type='html'>Disorder  Rating&lt;br /&gt;Paranoid: High&lt;br /&gt;Schizoid: Low&lt;br /&gt;Schizotypal: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Antisocial: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Borderline: Very High&lt;br /&gt;Histrionic: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Narcissistic: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Avoidant: Low&lt;br /&gt;Dependent: Moderate&lt;br /&gt;Obsessive-Compulsive: High&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111441569627948809?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111441569627948809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111441569627948809&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441569627948809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441569627948809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2004/10/yet-another-quiz-i-took.html' title='YET ANOTHER QUIZ I TOOK ...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111441522395407336</id><published>2004-10-13T04:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:33.582+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Special Messages'/><title type='text'>A TRIBUTE TO CHRISTOPHER REEVE</title><content type='html'>Let us all stop and have a moment of silence for the man who have touched us in his own super way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align=right&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img height="276" src="http://www.bnb.com.my/munak/i-usasuper.jpg" width="207" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;He was an inspiration to all of us. From super-abilities to disabilities to Mega-Super Abilities even a fictional character of a world famous comic character could not top. We will all miss his cheery smile. Farewell Superman. You didn't die... you just decided to walk again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"On a breezy day I'll look at the wind in the trees and realize what a great day it would be to be ailing in Maine, Or I look at the puffy clouds and think, I'd love to be gliding again. And sometimes I'll say that to somebody nearby. ... And then I'll let it go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHRISTOPHER REEVE (25 SEP 1952 - 10 OCT 2004)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111441522395407336?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111441522395407336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111441522395407336&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441522395407336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111441522395407336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2004/10/tribute-to-christopher-reeve.html' title='A TRIBUTE TO CHRISTOPHER REEVE'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111411581450625914</id><published>2004-09-30T08:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:33.526+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game Addictions'/><title type='text'>MY QUARTERLY ENTRY...</title><content type='html'>Yet again I have found myself with nothing much to do while I wait for this Visual Studio .NET to finish installing on my laptop. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*to authorities out there... its only for college purposes and I promise to uninstall once I get my degree*&lt;/span&gt;. After the installation of the 1st CD &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*which took about 1½ hours!?!?!*&lt;/span&gt;, I realised that I post entries into this wunderbar blog once every 4 months! Not to dissapoint my imaginary web friends the "tradition", I have decided to post this which happens to be 4 months later!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have a mental alarm system telling me I should write again. BlogDrive must have subliminal messages directed to my brain telling me that its time! Hahahaha... Here I go rambling again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img title="sims2" alt="sims2" hspace="5" src="http://eastore.ea.com/images/us//local/products/detail/14726_dt.jpg" align="right" vspace="5" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HI, I'M MAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*you're supposed to&lt;br /&gt;say Hi, Mas! here*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM A 'THE SIMS 2' ADDICT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*applause*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The Sims 2. What can I say? This thing should be registered as one of the highest addictive substance and have a bright red label stuck across of its cover with a warning "MAY REDUCE PRODUCTIVITY". I have spent the whole of last weekend creating my characters, making more imaginary friends, flirting and making babies. I had 5 of my children taken away by the social services &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*doubting my maternal instincts* and heck deleted them and started all over again!!! *Mas! Get A Life! A Real One*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope my efforts to convert you into a Sims 2 addict have succeeded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now back to life... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*assuming that I actually have one*&lt;/span&gt; My college as usual bombarded me with assignments, research papers, projects, presentations and of course exam. I am now finishing up my second semester of four with a presentation due tomorrow and exams next week! My mid-point presentation for my final year project is due somewhere next month and I haven't even begun drafting out a "Gantt Chart" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*let alone drag-dropping a single use case!*&lt;/span&gt; Same old, same old! Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's about it for now... the installation's done its back to work for me... By the way... With the influence of downloadable media... I give you a legend for the use of colours in my new way of writing... Hahahaha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BOLD UPPER CASE TEXT ARE FOR TITLES, QUOTES OR IMAGINARY DIALOGS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;*small orange text in asterisks are words of Inner Mas voicing opinion*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The time will come when I add more ways of writing by me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111411581450625914?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111411581450625914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111411581450625914&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111411581450625914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111411581450625914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2004/09/my-quarterly-entry.html' title='MY QUARTERLY ENTRY...'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111411565172009548</id><published>2004-05-26T07:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:33.470+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Game Addictions'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Simple Joys'/><title type='text'>HOW SIMPLE THINGS CAN MAKE YOU HAPPY . . .</title><content type='html'>I as anyone who knew me, love to play games. Computer games that is. You name it, I will find any game interesting and I will definitely waste most of my life just by playing games. From the Pong in Atari to the Super Mario 3 in Nintendo. From the Time Crisis Trilogy at the arcades to the Ragnarok Online on the World Wide Web. No matter where the games come from, if I were to come across it, I will definitely get my hands on it and play it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I would like to share with you a simple game. A game where most of us have already forgotten about. And the best part of it is... It's a network game!!! Guess what its called... ATOMIC BOMBERMAN!! Yes... BOMBERMAN!!! Yes... the game where you throw bombs at your opponent till they all blow up!!! After hooking 4 other players on the network... we went at it for hours!!! How time flies when you're having fun!!! A simple 2D game with normal four way movement and the spacebar. Blow up walls to get kewl power ups and away you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My personal opinion. Don't slack it till you try it! Muah Ah ah HA aH ah Ah aHa haH aH a!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111411565172009548?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111411565172009548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111411565172009548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111411565172009548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111411565172009548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2004/05/how-simple-things-can-make-you-happy.html' title='HOW SIMPLE THINGS CAN MAKE YOU HAPPY . . .'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12341421.post-111411521435983860</id><published>2004-01-19T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T18:06:33.405+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Results of Boredom'/><title type='text'>I HAVE NOTHING TO WRITE!!!</title><content type='html'>When I came across this kewl looking system with the knowledge that keeping a web log is the in thing to do... I was all for it... but now... I just realised that my life is too pathetic to be published on the World Wide Web!!! Muah AH ah aH aH aH aH aH a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I guess I will have to wait till one fine day when I have collected my thoughts, my creativity level high and I actually have something to write, will I start typing away for all of the world to read. But for now, I guess you all will have to make do with my blog filled with nonsense and words which have utterly no meaning whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another reason for me to start the thingamajig is because I sometimes find myself without anything to do.... so at least when these times come my way I shall log on to my blogdrive account and continue babbling away like a turkey before thanksgiving dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So till the next time... Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12341421-111411521435983860?l=maslena.wan.la' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://maslena.wan.la/feeds/111411521435983860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12341421&amp;postID=111411521435983860&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111411521435983860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12341421/posts/default/111411521435983860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://maslena.wan.la/2004/01/i-have-nothing-to-write.html' title='I HAVE NOTHING TO WRITE!!!'/><author><name>Mas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11750560822015736892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
