<?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-5663283537055267915</id><updated>2011-10-19T17:03:09.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Roller Coaster Ride</title><subtitle type='html'>It's a ride of a boisterous teenager trying to enjoy the last days of being a teenager before she would be call a "woman". So if you don't like what I say please get lost because my sarcasm prevails.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>266</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-5663009689625643839</id><published>2010-01-04T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T10:23:37.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog reopen</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;HELLO HELLO!!! 2010 is here &amp;amp; it's time for new resolutions. We're a year older!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 was a real happening year which was truly awesome. Couldn't believe that a year has passed by, so fast! Just like a year with 12 months in those months we do have our ups &amp;amp; downs however I manage to brave through it &amp;amp; here I am reopening this blog once again to the public because I'm in a blogging mode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus my picture taking skills are slightly better &amp;amp; futsal is back on my list &amp;amp; this time may I say IMPROVED. =) What I was given "free" money &amp;amp; trained week after week only to find myself improved a lot. Those things I couldn't do, now I can! Yippee!! So like I said 2009 was trully an awesome year, an eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright.. alright my mouth is watering here getting the smell of my maid's cooking. So I'll make this fast. Congratulations to my wonderful futsal team who has been training so hard &amp;amp; finally working it to a gold medal. Our coach who has to think so hard to put the right players in &amp;amp; making sure everyone has their jerseys, congratulations. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MAJULAH SELANGOR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/S0FQ_CCgznI/AAAAAAAABYw/WfX3PhUxixs/s1600-h/IMG_1035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/S0FQ_CCgznI/AAAAAAAABYw/WfX3PhUxixs/s320/IMG_1035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422704470140178034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-5663009689625643839?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/5663009689625643839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=5663009689625643839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5663009689625643839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5663009689625643839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-reopen.html' title='Blog reopen'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/S0FQ_CCgznI/AAAAAAAABYw/WfX3PhUxixs/s72-c/IMG_1035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-8752487139479753365</id><published>2009-08-18T05:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T05:30:27.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to square 1+1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm turning my life around. Drastic measures were taken just in a week &amp;amp; changes had to made so that I am able to move on. Knowing the truth was much better than not knowing. The cowardice shown by the person I once love shall remain as is till he grows up &amp;amp; mature. A hatred is not built upon knowing the truth but mere disappointment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say that the first cut is always the deepest &amp;amp; it is true. I'm coming back to square one where my life wasn't so blind by love. It is a quick turn around but I will manage. I have a whole lot of friends like yall just waiting to pounce on me anytime  just to drag me out to chill &amp;amp; enjoy. I'm not going to stay ill at the person but just carry on as life should be. Why should I lower myself but instead I should stand tall. Maybe I should have stuck to my group of friends &amp;amp; not mess around with other people but life is about learning. You need to make new friends in order for you to know who is who.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my dear great friends out there. I finally am splitting from the guy I once love so much. Yes to many of you who knows 'US' it is a shocker. But people change &amp;amp; sometimes people don't change but it is a learning experience for the both of us. This sudden change has brought back the confidence I was always famous for but now I'm much more confident compared to last time. I know I am able to pull through &amp;amp; stand tall as I always do. As usual I will ignore comments &amp;amp; let the situation take control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will contain my silence only to talk when I am suppose to. The rest is up to God. He works in wonders &amp;amp; I know there is always a reason for what He is doing. Although our paths were the same but somehow a man hole will appear out of nowhere &amp;amp; our paths will be different. We just have to let nature take its cause. I have nothing more to say but just don't criticize the person because you have not known the truth. So guys &amp;amp; girls safe the person some face. I am not here to criticize him but actually thank him for the months we have been together &amp;amp; the things he has done for me &amp;amp; taught me a thing or two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I felt betrayed but things are bound to happen. I knew it &amp;amp; I shall embrace it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-8752487139479753365?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/8752487139479753365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=8752487139479753365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8752487139479753365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8752487139479753365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/08/back-to-square-11.html' title='Back to square 1+1'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-74909054226790371</id><published>2009-08-11T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:00:31.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being the Bum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Lately I've been being a total bum not updating any of my blogs but just slacking off &amp;amp; enjoying my holidays. Hooray to that because degree has started &amp;amp; no more fun! Well so far it is not a fun spoiler because no works are given to us yet but still. So here are a few updates to those of you who reads my boring blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the bestie of a pot. This is where you can keep updated with me since you abandoned me for that charming, curly haired, fair skinned rich boy. Hmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the past 2 months what have I been up to. Hmm! I'll try to recall everything ok. In July I worked in this event company for a week. It was hell but also fun. Met new people, made new friends &amp;amp; enjoyed the world of event &amp;amp; sales. I hate sales did I mention that before. Well I promoted this new digi plan called "digi campus". It is a darn good plan! I love the calling/sms rates. Very reasonable for students but just like all Malaysians know. Digi is not the best in network coverage besides my contacts are majority in maxis. Better isn't it but for those of you who are using digi. Change to that plan, a good buy! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then in June all I did was bum around. 24/7 on the laptop, facebooking, dating my 'boyfriend', attending my aunty's funeral prayers &amp;amp; being the driver which led to being the famous person amongst the guards in my housing area. This is because everyday I go in &amp;amp; out of the house at least 4 times &amp;amp; I have to take that blady card thingy to enter &amp;amp; to go out. But now all is well because I have a sticker. Yippee!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also I've been in good health apart from being mentally stressed out handling boys. Yes yes! Being in a relationship is sometimes stressful but that is what makes the relationship stronger, innit. =) Not much to update actually. Apart from, I am now not so active in futsal thus the flabs are showing. I bought a new pair of glasses because a 'gnome' stole my other glasses from my room. I've thrown bundles of money for basic needs not on bf. I wished I have more cash so that I can do up my car, spent my family &amp;amp; bf, spent on myself &amp;amp; buy new gadgets &amp;amp; go rock climbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I miss rock climbing!! Many great apologies to my climbing buddy for rejecting his offer one too many times because I am no longer a staff there thus I do not have the privilege of climbing for free &amp;amp; I am constantly broke. And I also hate the rental harness because it cuts into my skin. Painful when you're being hanged 5m of the walls!! Ah! New update! I bought myself a new external hard disk, got my laptop reformatted (into which I owe Damian a lot) &amp;amp; will be getting a new pair of sneakers because my last pair which lasted me for 4 years (god bless that shoes) worn out &amp;amp; I had to throw it but on a brighter note that gives me an excuse to ask for a brand new shoe from my father this birthday. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also planning to pierce my naval. I want to do some crazy. I am anyways trying new things which is what I love doing so that at least I can have the basic knowledge of something. I can be the jack of traits can't I. Even though I am master of none. =) Here's a few pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SoFquz1ayTI/AAAAAAAABYI/2v9nKgA71wM/s1600-h/DSC01819.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SoFquz1ayTI/AAAAAAAABYI/2v9nKgA71wM/s320/DSC01819.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368689583223130418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Her first time promoting &amp;amp; she's the top seller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SoFqvVND8nI/AAAAAAAABYQ/M5knukTcukQ/s1600-h/DSC01844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SoFqvVND8nI/AAAAAAAABYQ/M5knukTcukQ/s320/DSC01844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368689592180666994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Last picture of the 3 of us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SoFqvj8DlJI/AAAAAAAABYY/NSpjuw4008U/s1600-h/DSC01906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SoFqvj8DlJI/AAAAAAAABYY/NSpjuw4008U/s320/DSC01906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368689596135871634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Cousin Nick with my fatty brother's fingers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SoFqwTjEliI/AAAAAAAABYo/gad9D69UieI/s1600-h/DSC01866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SoFqwTjEliI/AAAAAAAABYo/gad9D69UieI/s320/DSC01866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368689608915981858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mum's wish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SoFqv-3IBpI/AAAAAAAABYg/LybHMlplChs/s1600-h/DSC01962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SoFqv-3IBpI/AAAAAAAABYg/LybHMlplChs/s320/DSC01962.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368689603362948754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lastly, me &amp;amp; my new glasses. Nice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-74909054226790371?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/74909054226790371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=74909054226790371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/74909054226790371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/74909054226790371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/08/being-bum.html' title='Being the Bum'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SoFquz1ayTI/AAAAAAAABYI/2v9nKgA71wM/s72-c/DSC01819.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-6523397499697006209</id><published>2009-07-05T22:46:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T23:39:24.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The reason for my hiatus</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Many apologies for not updating this blog. No I've not been busy neither have I not had the time. I was &lt;b&gt;FREE &lt;/b&gt;the whole time &amp;amp; I am actually on my break now. So why the hiatus? Well I've open a new blog as you can see &amp;amp; my mind &amp;amp; fingers direct to that blog. That is why I've not been blogging here but there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Unlike this blog. In the other blog I just blog about random thoughts or inspiration as oppose to my usual babbles of my daily life here. So talking about babbling today was an eventful because it was dear cousin Nicky's birthday. The sweet boy had save up money so he could spent us a huge, delicious lunch to show his gratitude to our family. So he invited my family &amp;amp; his favourite person to talk, Russell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;We had lunch at &lt;b&gt;Manhattan Fish Market&lt;/b&gt; at ikano. It was some delicious lunch. We had mussells &amp;amp; the usual platter for two. The portion was so big that we had to "&lt;i&gt;tapau&lt;/i&gt;" the balance food back &amp;amp; it became our dinner. After lunch the boys (&lt;i&gt;Nicky, Russ &amp;amp; bro&lt;/i&gt;) &amp;amp; I decided to let our stomachs settle because we were too full. So we walked around curve, snap pictures &amp;amp; buzz at the flea market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Then we went home rest awhile &amp;amp; I send Nicky &amp;amp; brother for futsal whereas syg &amp;amp; I went for some drinks at Old town white coffee. Here are pictures that I didn't post it up on facebook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDE-eVWfxI/AAAAAAAABWY/jk9ULYplp0w/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDE-eVWfxI/AAAAAAAABWY/jk9ULYplp0w/s320/Nicky+bday+021.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354996534517071634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Birthday BOY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDC8znQeVI/AAAAAAAABVw/o7k-9Alk24c/s320/Nicky+bday+007.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354994306846325074" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); "&gt;Mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDC-L86oWI/AAAAAAAABWQ/TVl_miCutDM/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDC-L86oWI/AAAAAAAABWQ/TVl_miCutDM/s320/Nicky+bday+038.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354994330559488354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDC9w2j_CI/AAAAAAAABWI/Ra2Kf3bt4Hk/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDC9w2j_CI/AAAAAAAABWI/Ra2Kf3bt4Hk/s320/Nicky+bday+030.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354994323285081122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Eating&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDC9WM_ywI/AAAAAAAABWA/RLV1313SdGY/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDC9WM_ywI/AAAAAAAABWA/RLV1313SdGY/s320/Nicky+bday+010.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354994316131420930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mum &amp;amp; I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDC9B8pkNI/AAAAAAAABV4/ZsjWcqjtjd8/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDC9B8pkNI/AAAAAAAABV4/ZsjWcqjtjd8/s320/Nicky+bday+020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354994310694146258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDE_XWt1II/AAAAAAAABW4/7qqBUKOzNHM/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDE_XWt1II/AAAAAAAABW4/7qqBUKOzNHM/s320/Nicky+bday+057.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354996549823616130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fooling around on the escalator&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDE_Bhu7YI/AAAAAAAABWw/PHROl7eF7Fw/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDE_Bhu7YI/AAAAAAAABWw/PHROl7eF7Fw/s320/Nicky+bday+051.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354996543964245378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Syg took this picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDE-42HrkI/AAAAAAAABWo/hxwzFYYD1rQ/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDE-42HrkI/AAAAAAAABWo/hxwzFYYD1rQ/s320/Nicky+bday+047.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354996541633834562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;The person who stole my lollipop&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDE-vLoLsI/AAAAAAAABWg/TpsGXbbBmjc/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDE-vLoLsI/AAAAAAAABWg/TpsGXbbBmjc/s320/Nicky+bday+044.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354996539039690434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Me &amp;amp; syg &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDHWfD65_I/AAAAAAAABXA/zXl5kAqzXcU/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDHWfD65_I/AAAAAAAABXA/zXl5kAqzXcU/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDHWfD65_I/AAAAAAAABXA/zXl5kAqzXcU/s320/Nicky+bday+062.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999146052511730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Not a picture perfect of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDHXbArTFI/AAAAAAAABXg/oNO4pR6rrDo/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDHXbArTFI/AAAAAAAABXg/oNO4pR6rrDo/s320/Nicky+bday+061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999162145033298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Love this picture&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDHWlls68I/AAAAAAAABXI/-JDOA2MMIDQ/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDHWlls68I/AAAAAAAABXI/-JDOA2MMIDQ/s320/Nicky+bday+066.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999147804814274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Clowning&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDHW0IbehI/AAAAAAAABXQ/EyTl1eFWMhM/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDHW0IbehI/AAAAAAAABXQ/EyTl1eFWMhM/s320/Nicky+bday+067.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999151708568082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Self Portrait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDHW34bNZI/AAAAAAAABXY/x92UFc49HLc/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDHW34bNZI/AAAAAAAABXY/x92UFc49HLc/s320/Nicky+bday+081.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354999152715183506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;*hearts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDIki9QppI/AAAAAAAABXo/xMXjg44pfes/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDIki9QppI/AAAAAAAABXo/xMXjg44pfes/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDIki9QppI/AAAAAAAABXo/xMXjg44pfes/s320/Nicky+bday+080.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355000487128114834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;The up to no good boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDIk5TTNWI/AAAAAAAABXw/ZecA7wSawJE/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDIk5TTNWI/AAAAAAAABXw/ZecA7wSawJE/s320/Nicky+bday+088.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355000493126137186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Blowing kisses to some other girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDIlIkmTGI/AAAAAAAABX4/MRruRmxo9Mk/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDIlIkmTGI/AAAAAAAABX4/MRruRmxo9Mk/s320/Nicky+bday+096.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355000497225223266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Mr. Vain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDIlMArj6I/AAAAAAAABYA/NCLkjJ4-K48/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDIlMArj6I/AAAAAAAABYA/NCLkjJ4-K48/s320/Nicky+bday+071.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355000498148315042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDIlMArj6I/AAAAAAAABYA/NCLkjJ4-K48/s1600-h/Nicky+bday+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-6523397499697006209?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/6523397499697006209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=6523397499697006209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6523397499697006209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6523397499697006209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/07/reason-for-my-hiatus.html' title='The reason for my hiatus'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SlDE-eVWfxI/AAAAAAAABWY/jk9ULYplp0w/s72-c/Nicky+bday+021.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-4298852295673498855</id><published>2009-06-25T12:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:26:26.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Changing Status</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;DEAR ALL!! THIS BLOG WILL BE CHANGING ITS STATUS TO PRIVATE. SO THOSE WHO WANTS TO STAY TUNE TO THIS BLOG PLEASE DROP YOUR EMAIL IN THE CBOX. IF NOT YOU GUYS CAN CONTINUE READING MY RANTS AT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.inbtwin2worlds.blogspot.com"&gt;HTTP://WWW.INBTWIN2WORLDS.BLOGSPOT.COM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-size:6;color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:6;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 24px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;TILL THEN TOODLES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-4298852295673498855?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/4298852295673498855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=4298852295673498855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/4298852295673498855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/4298852295673498855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/06/changing-status.html' title='Changing Status'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-104568266284479698</id><published>2009-06-10T22:11:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:50:36.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baking &amp; eating</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;So I began the day on the wrong side of the bed. Not because I got up from the wrong side of the bed because something just got me on the wrong side of the bed but then all is good as the day&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt; went on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Breakfast with syg at ripped-off-hawker-stalls at centrepoint. Bugger one medium bowl of fish&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt; head meehoon is RM5.00 &amp;amp; a small plate of wan tan mee is RM4.00. What a bloody ripped off. The food is not bad but still it's expensive. After that it was the dog's time to bathe. Scrub her till she smelt so nice &amp;amp; now fluffy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Si_DLirCuqI/AAAAAAAABUg/6IR-zVSb74g/s320/DSC01662.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345705885765384866" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;The smelly dog who sleeps on my computer table&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;Then we adjourned to have classes with Chef Teacher Steph. She cooked delicious pizza and syg just couldn't get it off his mind. Cheese all over, lots of fresh button mushroom. Nyam nyam!! Then we started making bread for sausages. Dele rolled the dough because she fail in making the nice cushions for the cocktail sausages. Kecik &amp;amp; I made "pillows" for the sausages. Chef teacher just supervised &amp;amp; her failed assistant, Ms other-ong did the rest of the job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Si_DL5ezc1I/AAAAAAAABUo/_JoKiurDyjg/s320/DSC01663.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345705891888067410" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Delicious pizza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Si_DMCMU05I/AAAAAAAABUw/t1BG2nHXgiQ/s320/DSC01666.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345705894226482066" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Uli (roll) that dough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Si_DMdpQOWI/AAAAAAAABVA/RrjwB3sddJc/s320/DSC01668.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345705901595572578" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;The Pillows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;Whilst waiting for the other doughs to be rolled &amp;amp; cut out. Kecik &amp;amp; I decided to make the table as our art block. So we did "zam zam alakazam" magic &amp;amp; it became our black (white) board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Si_DMIxeKyI/AAAAAAAABU4/y2kJMw63X90/s320/DSC01667.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345705895992896290" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Using her creative side of the brain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Si_FGnG1eVI/AAAAAAAABVQ/DKIIuPkgj1o/s320/DSC01665.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345708000079608146" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Her "ROCK" sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Si_FGRZNKJI/AAAAAAAABVI/MqnHc6WVncM/s320/DSC01664.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345707994251077778" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;My "PEACE" sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Si_FGhqWDCI/AAAAAAAABVY/Xy-JXqoP7Io/s320/DSC01669.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345707998617930786" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;Ala! This no need to say la. You guys know this sign so well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;We baked this pillows for Aunty Nancy's (Bless her soul) funeral. For the visitors to eat &amp;amp; that's why we made it. After finishing at Chef Steph's house we made a few more stops to get a few things then we went to Grandma's house. Throughout prayers the other ms.ong (failed assistant) worked so hard that she fell asleep. Haha! It so funny! We laughed &amp;amp; we had little itsy kisses from mosquitos too. After prayers it was time for the food to come out &amp;amp; the lot of us who made the pillows except the chef ate the most. Apart from my brother who claims to have eaten 20 0f it. Hmm! No wonder he's so fat. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Si_FGwLw_BI/AAAAAAAABVg/2cJqhxavJMM/s320/DSC01672.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345708002516204562" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;The failed rolled pillow made by syg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Si_HXn12zOI/AAAAAAAABVo/cgEc9SfHmmU/s320/DSC01670.JPG" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345710491357859042" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;The failed assistant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#33FF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF6600;"&gt;So that sums up the day. Here was what I did, pot. Just got back from grandma's home, now I want to go eat dinner. Nyam nyam! Black kicap pork.&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/5663283537055267915-104568266284479698?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/104568266284479698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=104568266284479698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/104568266284479698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/104568266284479698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/06/baking-eating.html' title='Baking &amp; eating'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Si_DLirCuqI/AAAAAAAABUg/6IR-zVSb74g/s72-c/DSC01662.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-2108164271179713617</id><published>2009-06-07T21:01:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T21:28:58.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joy Ride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yesterday was the Agung's birthday. It means there weren't any classes which means public holiday. So it being a saturday &amp;amp; the day before syg asked to meet up for breakfast so we decided to have pan mee. Delicious pan mee! After that he had to do some work then we decided to do something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to sweat it out but there aren't people to play futsal. Rock climbing is over budget, shopping malls are packed &amp;amp; it isn't our drift so out of random we decided to go to the beach. It was a HOT day &amp;amp; we wanted to go for a swim. So to Bagan Lalang, Sepang we went. It was out of the blue plan we left PJ around 3.30pm because we had to packed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Chips (checked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Extra tshirt (checked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Towel (checked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Shades (double checked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Passenger (checked checked checked)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So because of all this we were delayed but it was all worth it. I don't know for some reason everytime we go to sepang we are cursed. It's like Sepang does not want us to go there or leave there. You see the last we went there was for Ma's Deepavali &amp;amp; on the way there we got lost because the map was stupid it displayed wrong directions. Then my brother who sat at the table for no reason hit it &amp;amp; nearly toppled everything &amp;amp; the table beside of us, the old man nearly fell of his chair because he got shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where else this time we were having lunch &amp;amp; my brother hit the table again but this time no old man had a shock of his life. On the way home we took a wrong turning that said "seremban" we panicked but drove on &amp;amp; on. Later a sign said "Bangi" which was a little relieved to us &amp;amp; so we drove &amp;amp; thought we were going to bangi only a sign came up, it said "sempadan negeri sembilan". =.=' It means we were at the border of another state. Panicked like nobody's business &amp;amp; we were on a highway that hardly anyone was on it but lucky for us there was a turn off to KL. Pheewww!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a clown we were. So we arrived home safely. =) PIctures to enjoy of our joyride. We 4 are always clowns la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Siu_qc6CPoI/AAAAAAAABT4/FBlmFfk8nqQ/s1600-h/B%27s+car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Siu_qc6CPoI/AAAAAAAABT4/FBlmFfk8nqQ/s320/B%27s+car.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344576118840245890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The ride&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Siu_q_wyY6I/AAAAAAAABUI/o9KYMlcWyks/s1600-h/DSC01640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Siu_q_wyY6I/AAAAAAAABUI/o9KYMlcWyks/s320/DSC01640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344576128196699042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Afternoon view&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Siu_quKMMJI/AAAAAAAABUA/r-Vjsjgx2qc/s1600-h/DSC00804.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Siu_quKMMJI/AAAAAAAABUA/r-Vjsjgx2qc/s320/DSC00804.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344576123471409298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My cousin &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Siu_rIqmqBI/AAAAAAAABUQ/y4gQF3BjeKo/s1600-h/DSC01653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Siu_rIqmqBI/AAAAAAAABUQ/y4gQF3BjeKo/s320/DSC01653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344576130586683410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Siu_rQSYxpI/AAAAAAAABUY/7t7v9F-4BVI/s1600-h/DSC01658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Siu_rQSYxpI/AAAAAAAABUY/7t7v9F-4BVI/s320/DSC01658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344576132632594066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The sunset view&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2108164271179713617?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2108164271179713617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2108164271179713617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2108164271179713617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2108164271179713617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/06/joy-ride.html' title='Joy Ride'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Siu_qc6CPoI/AAAAAAAABT4/FBlmFfk8nqQ/s72-c/B%27s+car.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-815426083281087810</id><published>2009-06-04T12:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T12:54:34.106+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So the day started as a normal, lazy day for me. I spend my time on the laptop &amp;amp; nothing else but freely browse the net. Hey! It is the holidays. Bah! I want to rest for now. Will find work later, come on I need a break. I know you office people are jealous or agree with me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So during mid day I had a call from DJ to go out. So got dress, bathe &amp;amp; went to Puchong to pick him up &amp;amp; adjourned to AC. He once told me that whenever he comes to KL people would always stare at him. I never really believed him till we went out. Haha! True KL people just loves staring at him. He looks like some gangster that is going to whack someone up with his face so ganas &amp;amp; body so solid. Haha! The girls were all staring at him, checking him out. He's kinda cute, can't deny that. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we ate there &amp;amp; he being the typical kristang boy from melaka who can't stand the heat ordered a bottle of heineken. Yes.. yes I was shock for a moment but he is right. A bottle of cold beer is the best on a hot sunny day. Later we manage to coax syg to join us &amp;amp; we had our sessions. 15 bottles of beer &amp;amp; 4 packet of ciggarettes (man that boy can smoke, smoke like a chimney!) later we were satisfied. During our sessions, this 2 malay girls seating beside of us was talking like the typical gedik-gedik la. Both DJ &amp;amp; I laughed our asses off because of how they try to act like some mat salleh speaking fools but we both know that those are fake accents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SidTY6ndCzI/AAAAAAAABTw/ytCZ0tuE1Hc/s1600-h/DSC01638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SidTY6ndCzI/AAAAAAAABTw/ytCZ0tuE1Hc/s320/DSC01638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343331170415086386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;DJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was funny was they went back &amp;amp; we were still sitting waiting for syg. A few minutes later they came back. Then we moved tables to sit outside much cooler &amp;amp; about an hour later the girls came to sit beside of us. Haha! After that they went missing. As we were finishing up, they came back &amp;amp; sat at the back of us. Haha! Man this girls are following DJ la. But what was even funnier was seeing an 11 year old kid drink. Every single person there was just looking at our table. Practically everyone stared at us the whole time we were there because we were drinking during mid day &amp;amp; Richard had to be the highlight because everyone was amaze a small boy is drinking. Even the waiters were looking at us &amp;amp; laughing &amp;amp; appraising him. Funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After exchanging good byes &amp;amp; lots of money thrown in that 1 afternoon we went back to our respective home with a bit of a high. Nothing is better than a high, your senses are heightened or rather it is mine &amp;amp; you tend to be more alert. So got home, bathe &amp;amp; waited for syg to come pick me up for futsal. Richard was a bit on the high because he was talking gibberish. Both syg &amp;amp; I couldn't understand what he was mumbling. At the court we were playing at the side for fun &amp;amp; syg's knee bumped into my leg &amp;amp; man did it swell like chicken backside. Immediately after our legs collided the bump came up, it was so huge I laughed not because it didn't hurt because it look so funny &amp;amp; syg's face was funny. He panicked! After rubbing counter pain my leg is kinda better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it. My whole second day in a few long paragraphs. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-815426083281087810?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/815426083281087810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=815426083281087810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/815426083281087810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/815426083281087810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-day.html' title='Second day'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SidTY6ndCzI/AAAAAAAABTw/ytCZ0tuE1Hc/s72-c/DSC01638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-996128154483058395</id><published>2009-06-04T02:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T02:15:43.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Second day -  Preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Today is the second day of holidays. It ended nicely, with a kiss goodbye &amp;amp; have a safe journey back in drowsiness. It's kinda late &amp;amp; the afternoon session is finally kicking in. So will update more tomorrow from 15 bottles of beers - tons of money thrown - 4 packets of ciggarettes - AC. Damn! It was the most interesting day. Will update later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-996128154483058395?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/996128154483058395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=996128154483058395' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/996128154483058395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/996128154483058395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/06/second-day-preview.html' title='Second day -  Preview'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-1621992957491637277</id><published>2009-06-03T10:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T11:18:50.979+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Crispy Sarah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Beach&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i've came back from perhentian. Not many pictures were taken because I was busy snorkelling &amp;amp; just lazing around. So the trip there was not that comforting but it was superb minus the horrible chalets. So why isn't the trip there comforting because the ride was bumpy. The bus driver kept on speeding &amp;amp; braking &amp;amp; speeding &amp;amp; braking. So how do you sleep on the bus ride with leg space so much that you can't lean on the other chair. Bah! It sucked but in the end it all payed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sea was crystal clear. It was green &amp;amp; blue water but it's still salty because it is sea water, duh! The scenery is perfect for a honeymoon which means you need to bring that certain someone along but you can always enjoy it with that expensive dslr camera. =D So yes fell in love with the sea, fell in love with sky. The weather was cooling &amp;amp; refreshing not like KL. The minute we reached I nearly died trying to breathe. Pfft! We manage to see turtles! It was schweet! We even swam with the turtle. All we had to do was jump off the boat &amp;amp; into the sea where the only turtle was. Pathetic right! Only 1 turtle when there's suppose to be many with it being "turtle watching point".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXkk7P0TtI/AAAAAAAABSw/uFw9FuIJbdA/s1600-h/Trip+128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXkk7P0TtI/AAAAAAAABSw/uFw9FuIJbdA/s320/Trip+128.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342927855975419602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had kids on the ride too. Funny, adorable, entertaining kids. Especially this 3 boys who would do anything &amp;amp; everything. 24/7 they can stay by the beach. Morning get up, change into swimsuit then go to the beach. At night after dinner, go to the beach to find crab &amp;amp; yes they caught the crab &amp;amp; stuck that poor thing in the bottle. So funny! In the bus, they're jumping up &amp;amp; down, eat.. eat.. eat &amp;amp; more eat! =.=' There was one incident when the youngest of them didn't want to jump off the boat to snorkel anymore because he was hungry. Haha! They're so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXlyAw4k0I/AAAAAAAABS4/m37bd65k-PU/s1600-h/Trip+314-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXlyAw4k0I/AAAAAAAABS4/m37bd65k-PU/s320/Trip+314-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342929180306215746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The 3 little boys with their twin sisters. Those 3 round ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then my sister &amp;amp; I decided to have a sand burial game. So we each buried each other &amp;amp; I merge as the champion because I buried her do deep that when I jumped on her she didn't feel a thing. =D Yes yes! I buried my sister 3 feet underground then ran &amp;amp; jump on her. =D It was funny! Some mat salleh was looking at the sight of both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXjGKussZI/AAAAAAAABSg/FlYKcKNUcaQ/s1600-h/DSC01612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXjGKussZI/AAAAAAAABSg/FlYKcKNUcaQ/s320/DSC01612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342926228043903378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I buried her &amp;amp; thought of making her my sand castle foundation but thought the other. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXjGbShteI/AAAAAAAABSo/VYB89d3D5g4/s1600-h/DSC01617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXjGbShteI/AAAAAAAABSo/VYB89d3D5g4/s320/DSC01617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342926232489145826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My butt print. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So both my sister &amp;amp; I spent the whole second day at the beach until we were both roasted till crisp &amp;amp; our faces stayed red for the next 2 days. The last day was home &amp;amp; to my beautiful bed because the chalet beds were awfully hard, the pillow was too soft, the bed sheet was so dirty &amp;amp; we did not have clean water in the room but "teh tarik" water!&lt;/span&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXqBPLmyLI/AAAAAAAABTA/ju-m3hh2Cvc/s1600-h/Trip+283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXqBPLmyLI/AAAAAAAABTA/ju-m3hh2Cvc/s320/Trip+283.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342933839920941234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXqBVn_JRI/AAAAAAAABTI/hN9LUhHJVPM/s1600-h/Trip+301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXqBVn_JRI/AAAAAAAABTI/hN9LUhHJVPM/s320/Trip+301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342933841650590994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXqBqrHhLI/AAAAAAAABTQ/PQ7-evIyXr8/s1600-h/Trip+307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXqBqrHhLI/AAAAAAAABTQ/PQ7-evIyXr8/s320/Trip+307.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342933847300867250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXqB4vmoqI/AAAAAAAABTY/xyBeCzIoilI/s1600-h/Trip+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXqB4vmoqI/AAAAAAAABTY/xyBeCzIoilI/s320/Trip+317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342933851077780130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXqCEvgb4I/AAAAAAAABTg/mF2PwLZ6TIU/s1600-h/30052009678.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXqCEvgb4I/AAAAAAAABTg/mF2PwLZ6TIU/s320/30052009678.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342933854298599298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXq6cENaEI/AAAAAAAABTo/MWMn-L3Xu4Q/s1600-h/Trip+268-2.5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXq6cENaEI/AAAAAAAABTo/MWMn-L3Xu4Q/s320/Trip+268-2.5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342934822632122434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Movie&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I did a little change to my background picture. Found it nicer to place that there &amp;amp; found the use of the sand at the beach &amp;amp; my beautiful crocs. =) So the new header &amp;amp; a whole new blog. Nothing much to say about the header but it's a general thing so I can write anything I want without straying from the header &amp;amp; the title of the blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am I not right that each of us write a movie. Our daily life's itself is a movie. We direct, write &amp;amp; coordinate our own movie. So this is mine, my movie to be watch by everyone. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-1621992957491637277?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/1621992957491637277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=1621992957491637277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1621992957491637277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1621992957491637277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/06/crispy-sarah.html' title='Crispy Sarah'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SiXkk7P0TtI/AAAAAAAABSw/uFw9FuIJbdA/s72-c/Trip+128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-6556418882598730633</id><published>2009-05-29T01:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T01:43:28.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26 Minutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Today was really awesome! The last day of foundation, exams &amp;amp; crazy classmate times. =( I'll be missing you guys a lot. Especially my group of people you know who you are. Awww!! So anyway to celebrate this joyous day nearly all the UCFF0805 (G2) people went out for steamboat at Sunway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was one of those "few" people but I got caught up at music class, the traffic jam &amp;amp; traffic jam. So instead of having dinner with them lot. I ended up having dinner with only 3 people. This is all due to the jam!! Stupid jam! Stupid malaysian jam!! I had to go from section 17 to puchong to fetch my syg then to bukit jalil station to fetch Praveen then it was off to Sunway. Despite the drive from here to there &amp;amp; being in foul mood because I had to drive the old junk instead of the vios. I, We had fun! Awesome fun! Part of it was telling stories about Sarah &amp;amp; her "sports" car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had dinner at Asia Cafe then a few rounds of pool then dessert at Mcd. Pool was fun! Kitty amaze me at how she plays although she says she can't play but she played way better than Praveen. Hehehe! Embarassing! But just like what she said she was an amateur at the game &amp;amp; I was the noob. Funny funny things happened like kitty missing the cue ball numerous times, playing with the stick (martial art style), smacking those sexy asses &amp;amp; yes laughing at how sarah *ticks* the ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that it was a joy ride back to Bukit Jalil then to syg's house because syg clock 130km/h with my red junk &amp;amp; kitty indirectly insulted me. =( Bad kitty.. Bad bad!! After that it was back home for the girls after sending the boys back. I arrived home from syg's house to kitty's house in less than 30 minutes. The exact time 26 minutes!! That's awesomely fast!! Syg's house is at puchong &amp;amp; mine is at the end of PJ. It usually takes me 20 minutes to reach home from his place on a normal day without sending kitty home but this time I send her home &amp;amp; I reach back in 26 minutes. Woah!! Awesome!! My red junk is really a sport's car la!! Chunted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, pictures will be up soon or rather on facebook. Just waiting for Kitty to upload the pictures which she is doing now. So till then, toodles! I'll be at the beach, sun tanning if you need me. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-6556418882598730633?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/6556418882598730633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=6556418882598730633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6556418882598730633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6556418882598730633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/05/26-minutes.html' title='26 Minutes'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-6114241931934965686</id><published>2009-05-27T00:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T01:04:09.858+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pussy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Some people are just such hypocrites. Call me a hypocrite but take a look at yourself first. You portray an angel-like look but at the back where no one sees you're like a devil with ugly fangs. Guess who is the one that has seen all that ugly faces of yours, me! What did I do to deserve seeing all that, nothing. I just lived my life like what I normally do &amp;amp; somethings just happen but you're so jealous. Pfft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who interjected the negativity, you did. After you found out, you just turn sour. I said hullo, you said hullo for a few weeks then you got cold. You refuse to even reply my messages, ignored me, pretend that I'm invisible on the court. Basically you just turned cold. Why? Because you think I'm a hypocrite. Hey! Get your facts right before you go around pointing fingers. You started all those things and I ignored it. Ignored till the very end till you did that one mistake &amp;amp; all I did was approached you but you innocently denied. But after that you embarassed your ownself by screaming like a crazy woman. So it wasn't me who embarass you but you did, in front of public &amp;amp; you just don't know how to control your emotions. A typical girl like you are always like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You trully have no guts. You think by pasting hate-mongering pm on your msn is not going to get it realize by everyone. Hey! Don't say I'm jealous. I'm not, why should I when I got the guy but you've only got the memories &amp;amp; yeah the family. But what good is it going to bring you? Remember he dumped you! So what if you're pretty. Good looks ain't going to get a guy attracted to you. Take a good luck at your character &amp;amp; find out why guys only treat as your friend &amp;amp; not girlfriend material. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are nothing to me. Whatever you say or do it doesn't matter to me because you're only a little ants waiting to be stepped on. Someday people will realize what kind of person you are. I did &amp;amp; I'm glad I found out earlier just to save myself from getting closer to you &amp;amp; being backstabbed. Jeez! I wasn't even close to you yet you've already backstab me. Hah! You're pathetic to fight over a girl who has nothing to do with you. What do you know about me? Nothing, nill, null! So don't bull shit me about "you know me" because you don't. Don't assume just because you go to assumption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's a guy want with a pretty girl like you but no brains &amp;amp; childish. Go &amp;amp; think yourself over. Make yourself girlfriend material instead of the bitchy, squeeky girly gal, i love pink kind of person. Because if you dwell more on the past I see no future ahead of you, not a successful one because you've just showed how pathetic you are at coordinating your life. And by being perasan case, please stop it. Not everything is about you. I hope the people you are trying to kiss ass will someday realize what you've been doing &amp;amp; that'll show you how mean you've been &amp;amp; stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to know more updates about the guy who is only your memory. Why don't you ask me instead of going around snooping. If you're reading this. Well hey! Welcome! You're now certified as the jealous ex who has nothing better in life to do but snoop around. Busybody, kepoh! I loathe your face &amp;amp; your attitude. Wish I never met this kinda people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-6114241931934965686?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/6114241931934965686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=6114241931934965686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6114241931934965686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6114241931934965686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/05/pussy.html' title='Pussy'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-708008519307126777</id><published>2009-05-26T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T20:59:16.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My reason to love music</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Like toy soldier, cleaning out my closet, mockingbird - Eminem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As these songs plays, memories play back. How these songs brought me up &amp;amp; the reason for me to love music even more. I once lost my passion for music but now I've got &amp;amp; living it all I need is that extra boost to bring my dreams even clearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song may be full of angst &amp;amp; animosity, curse &amp;amp; swears but have you left out the lyrics &amp;amp; listened to the beat? It is beautiful. How he manage to put all those angst into rhymes I wonder. This is what I call passion. Who cares that he's bad influence, his song just rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like how he loves rhyming over his anger I love writing. I write to express my feelings &amp;amp; sometimes I surprise myself at how these writings come out. Never knew I had those kind of words stuck up in my vocabulary. Haha!  I have a hidden vocab. A vocab I'll try to make use to make my writings magazine qualified. =) My aim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if a bitchy person like you want to dwell in your past, I tell you solemnly you'll never succeed in life because you never want to let go &amp;amp; that's what is going to stop you from seeing the beauty of the world so it's your lost. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 down, 1 more to go &amp;amp; i've made up my mind, it is set &amp;amp; i'm going to make that move. Just wait &amp;amp; see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-708008519307126777?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/708008519307126777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=708008519307126777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/708008519307126777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/708008519307126777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-reason-to-love-music.html' title='My reason to love music'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-8987299385737372142</id><published>2009-05-17T21:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T21:10:33.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dying.. dying!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh damn! The weather is really being a sour puss. First HOT then RAIN then HOT then RAIN! Wtf wtf wtf!! Wei! Hullo weather ah!! Can you like stay put ah?! Can you not be like us humans anot!! Little bit little bit change! Haiyo! Swt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is such a stupid day. The weather is killing me, it's affecting my health, second person in Malaysia to be diagnosed with H1N1. Wah seh! Really bad.. really bad! Anyways, it's buffer week! Woot woot!! So that leaves me 1 week to study all my 3 subjects, if that means I want to ace it la. Aiya! No need la.. Pass enough wert. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, got to do some research on colleges &amp;amp; part time jobs. =D Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-8987299385737372142?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/8987299385737372142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=8987299385737372142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8987299385737372142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8987299385737372142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/05/dying-dying.html' title='Dying.. dying!!'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-2107430192503752814</id><published>2009-05-15T21:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T22:05:57.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sorry for the 1 week hiatus was lacking the inspiration to blog but I'm back now. So ASS-ignments are finally completed. Yay to that! Exams are in 2 weeks. =( Foundation is about to end but looks like Saturday classes are keeping us all in contact although it's a pain to sit through a class on a saturday morning for the next 2 months or so especially if the subject is called MORAL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;APIIT is being a bitch. They're only going to do my programme if there's enough students &amp;amp; the programme I'm doing is not famous in APIIT. Damn! Shouldn't have come here at all. Waste my time studying stupid IT but at least I know where I'm not an expert. Will be surveying colleges, hopefully their course are reasonable &amp;amp; reputable. I'm doing Media-Mass Com. Any ideas where's the best but cheap college to do. Help &amp;amp; Taylor's are out of my league although I still can go there but save the padre headache's of paying fees. Yes! I could always take PTPTN, I know. But I just need to find that reputable college for these programme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College aside. Life has been great. Many ups &amp;amp; downs but that's life isn't it. I'm still taking it easy, no rush, no pressure. Hate that I'm too grow up fast. No no! That can't be done, I'll take my own childish time. I can be matured if I want too. Very mature but just prefer being the playful old me. Much FUN-er. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So since college would be ending &amp;amp; I've to find new colleges &amp;amp; I've got a few months break or I'm taking a few months break &amp;amp; get some cash in me pocket. Yes yes! I need INCOME. I need moolah for my expenditure. My parents ain't going to give me pocket money whilst I'm on break. No they aren't, so I got to find my own INCOME. Yay! This would be fun. Finding jobs not the interviews though. I want to see what jobs are fun to work at although the hours would be horrid but as long as I enjoy doing it then I've no problem. Like my rock climbing gym. No I'm not going there, I'll die of asthma attack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made friends with my dog's groomer. New groomer at Centrepoint. The lady has a really adorable poodle puppy name BELLE. Oh damn! I forgot that's my godsister's name. Haha! But it's ok the puppy is as cute as my dear godsister. My dog love going "kai-kai" and jumps at the mention of it everytime anyone says it. We just have to open the car door &amp;amp; she just jumps in but she's a real pain in the car. Barks at motorcyclist, people walking but never at a cat or another dog. She whines a lot too &amp;amp; is short so she can't see outside often may be that's why she whines alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sg1xqBxyOcI/AAAAAAAABRo/t_SU1P-Ug_Q/s1600-h/DSC01533.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sg1xqBxyOcI/AAAAAAAABRo/t_SU1P-Ug_Q/s320/DSC01533.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336046100349598146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;She's a big puppy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sg1xqGU7frI/AAAAAAAABRw/gW_W3AdQLmc/s1600-h/DSC01534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sg1xqGU7frI/AAAAAAAABRw/gW_W3AdQLmc/s320/DSC01534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336046101570748082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;When I grow up, I want to drive just like daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sg1xqUKWONI/AAAAAAAABR4/B2VvaKaQGQo/s1600-h/DSC01542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sg1xqUKWONI/AAAAAAAABR4/B2VvaKaQGQo/s320/DSC01542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336046105284458706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;She pretends she can drive &amp;amp; hit those passersby &amp;amp; motorcyclist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sg1xqSmidDI/AAAAAAAABSA/bVOjAgOqUc0/s1600-h/DSC01543.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sg1xqSmidDI/AAAAAAAABSA/bVOjAgOqUc0/s320/DSC01543.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336046104865829938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After all that barking, she tires like a flat tyre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My baby is bored of futsal. He wants to try something extreme, something adventurous &amp;amp; crazy. Eh! Sounds like my kinda thing. So here's how the conversation went on one cloudy afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Baby: Yang! I'm bored of futsal ady la.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah la! You everyweek at least twice you play.&lt;br /&gt;Baby: I wanna try something new la, something adventurous, something extreme la. Like..&lt;br /&gt;Me: Like what la? How about rock climbing or something like jet skiing (wake boarding) only you use a skateboard? Extreme mah!&lt;br /&gt;Baby: Don't want la. That want all easy wan. I can do ady!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Your head la easy! Rock climbing not easy ok! And that wake boarding is not easy also.&lt;br /&gt;Baby: What! That rock climbing is so easy I just climb the rock only mah.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah! But to climb you need to know where to place your feet &amp;amp; you need the strength. You think so easy meh.&lt;br /&gt;Baby: Yeah easy mah!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ya la ya la!&lt;br /&gt;Baby: B, I wanna climb like on buildings like those people without the safety thing.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Aiyo! In order to that you need to know how to rock climb.&lt;br /&gt;Baby: Aiyo! It's easy mah. You must *forgot what he said but he was bragging*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok ok! You said it's so easy right. I'll bring you to the rock climbing gym there see if you can climb.&lt;br /&gt;Baby: If I can climb, how?&lt;br /&gt;Me: If you can climb then I believe that you can do solo climbing la.&lt;br /&gt;Baby: Hmmm.. ok ok!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Ok! If you can climb. I'll pay for everything. But you must climb a certain route. There are colours on the wall and you must climb according to 1 colour. If you can do that then I'll pay.&lt;br /&gt;Baby: Ok! Deal! We shall see!! So easy climb wan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So that's how the bickering went between the both of us. Always challenging each other to greater heights or see who can do this or that. Haha! But it's fun! Now he's all excited about rock climbing. I just need to get a free day to climb &amp;amp; call my buddy whom I've not seen for months. I miss my JESUS-rock climbing-buddy. Anyone want to come? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Now that I've updated. I'm happy! Can't wait for the very long holidays although I'll be missing my kitt baby. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sg12kTvDOXI/AAAAAAAABSI/6DwsSSPPeRY/s1600-h/K530i2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sg12kTvDOXI/AAAAAAAABSI/6DwsSSPPeRY/s320/K530i2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336051499648891250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The picture says it all. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2107430192503752814?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2107430192503752814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2107430192503752814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2107430192503752814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2107430192503752814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/05/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sg1xqBxyOcI/AAAAAAAABRo/t_SU1P-Ug_Q/s72-c/DSC01533.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-6224938344888504622</id><published>2009-05-07T19:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T19:48:06.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Locked outside the car</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Dear mama Apiit called me in the middle of class, forgetting to silent my phone it attracted attention by its awfully loud music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mama apiit: hello sarah! Are u in class?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah I am!&lt;br /&gt;mama apiit: oh ok never mind then.&lt;br /&gt;Me: why anything?&lt;br /&gt;mama apiit: I locked my car keys in the car. so I wanted to ask u if u cud take me back home to take my spare key.&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh ok ok.. we not doing anything in the class anyway. lemme ask permission first..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;That conversation was a life saver because I found out that my car keys were missing. So much for trying to help another person who left her car keys in the car when my keys are missing. So we searched &amp;amp; searched. Guess where we found it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the car still stuck in the engine. haha! OMG! It was damn hillarious! Lucky for me, Umer was there trying to pry open the lock but to no avail. Then this nice passerby came to help us. Took a wire &amp;amp; manage to open the door. So nice of him. Then we took the wayar to mama apiit &amp;amp; tried the samething. But stupid local car don't want to open or maybe we are just failed car thefts. Which is good. haha! So I took mama apiit back to her house which was a mere 10 mins drive at my speed &amp;amp; took it back to her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Whilst waiting in the hot sun. A passerby in a brand new vios was looking onto the rest of them who we left behind. After Umer &amp;amp; Ramin gave up trying to open the lock. The passerby immediately made his approach &amp;amp; offered to help if they gave him RM30. Bah! You think we want to pay you for prying the lock &amp;amp; you're not giving us a spare key. Forget it! Who cares if he drives a brand new vios. Just ain't your lucky day to get tips. So that was it! Laugh all you want! We had our share of laughter. It was darn hillarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SgLJgJOBcMI/AAAAAAAABRI/_tRutmJi83U/s1600-h/My+keys.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SgLJgJOBcMI/AAAAAAAABRI/_tRutmJi83U/s320/My+keys.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333046462827819202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SgLJf9WQRXI/AAAAAAAABRA/9xU8rYF-n1E/s1600-h/DSC01511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SgLJf9WQRXI/AAAAAAAABRA/9xU8rYF-n1E/s320/DSC01511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333046459641120114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mama Apiit's key&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SgLJgbDSgHI/AAAAAAAABRQ/XF0SWPByY-Y/s1600-h/DSC01512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SgLJgbDSgHI/AAAAAAAABRQ/XF0SWPByY-Y/s320/DSC01512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333046467614638194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The boys at work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SgLJgQVXzXI/AAAAAAAABRY/m-p2aQOa4cE/s1600-h/DSC01513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SgLJgQVXzXI/AAAAAAAABRY/m-p2aQOa4cE/s320/DSC01513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333046464737693042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They thought they got it but actually they didn't!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Last but not least..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SgLJgp9TBaI/AAAAAAAABRg/Xxs3DQUzAXI/s1600-h/DSC01515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SgLJgp9TBaI/AAAAAAAABRg/Xxs3DQUzAXI/s320/DSC01515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333046471616038306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ms. Kitty spamming my phone again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-6224938344888504622?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/6224938344888504622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=6224938344888504622' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6224938344888504622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6224938344888504622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/05/locked-outside-car.html' title='Locked outside the car'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SgLJgJOBcMI/AAAAAAAABRI/_tRutmJi83U/s72-c/My+keys.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-3355231420581517959</id><published>2009-05-03T15:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T15:22:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stress = Aint good</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Now various people handle stress in different manners. Such as eating, smoking, knitting, swimming, drinking, partying, drugs etc etc. Yes some handle it in a good way &amp;amp; some in a bad way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason for this post is to explain to people why my sudden lost of weight since everyone keeps questioning me. At least by posting this people would know why eh. So don't need to ask why am I so skinny la or why I lost so much weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stress for me is unbearable. So the way I handle stress is by going for a swim. Nice right! You can just chill &amp;amp; scream under water. I find it very useful. It use to be roller blading but I gave it up because I found that my legs tire easily because I'll be doing millions of rounds in the car park but I would never get the satisfaction to release tension. Now smoking is not kinda thing. Want me to die ah! Crazy! So instead of smoking I just take a cold shower as long as I want. But then again.. Electric bill &amp;amp; water bill is running like crazy so must conserve if not my mum would murder me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I started living in this new house, there's no swimming pool to go to. So what I do is sleep 24/7. So because I sleep all the time I tend to miss my meals. Not healthy I know! Well a part from that when I am stress I don't think of food. My mind is always to the stuffs that make me stress. I will be going over &amp;amp; over it. Yeah! And then I tend to question myself, then I'll go crazy if I don't get the answers, after that my mood would be mundane &amp;amp; that's the end la because I would go berserk if anyone just annoys me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the main reason for my lost of weight is STRESS. The bad word! No it's not because I have a boyfriend la. He ain't influencing me to lose weight, puh-lease! Oh besides stress I've been playing a lot of sports. Many of you know I used to often play futsal, I still do only I reduce a little more. If only my parents allow me to play rugby. Right now I would be playing it &amp;amp; travelling all over the world. Hmmm =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's ok! I have flag football. It's close to rugby so I'm loving it eh. An awesome game! Crazy over it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sf1FlnaOKaI/AAAAAAAABQk/Cq1tKUd_KeM/s1600-h/DSC00198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sf1FlnaOKaI/AAAAAAAABQk/Cq1tKUd_KeM/s320/DSC00198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331494046412974498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sf1F9SMKkMI/AAAAAAAABQ0/tOY6qBaMJBI/s1600-h/DSC01450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sf1F9SMKkMI/AAAAAAAABQ0/tOY6qBaMJBI/s320/DSC01450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331494453033734338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Then &amp;amp; Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-3355231420581517959?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/3355231420581517959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=3355231420581517959' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3355231420581517959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3355231420581517959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/05/stress-aint-good.html' title='Stress = Aint good'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sf1FlnaOKaI/AAAAAAAABQk/Cq1tKUd_KeM/s72-c/DSC00198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-1957215654945169064</id><published>2009-05-02T16:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T16:32:19.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Labour Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yesterday was labour day. A day where most people who are working gets a holiday. But for some it's still a working day for example, ME! Yeah it was labour day but a working day for me. Cheh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parents are at Singapore having the time of their life at the musical, Cats. Whilst I am here being chauffeur. Yes driving people here &amp;amp; there. Got up early in the morning to do marketing got home about noon. Then had a lil nap &amp;amp; sent my brother over for tuition (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;like i said not all workers are on holiday even tuition is still conducted&lt;/span&gt;). &lt;/span&gt;After that I came home &amp;amp; have another short nap before picking my brother up. Got up at about nearly 4pm. Called my dearest who is having his labour day. Since it was his labour day, it is my working day. Funny la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picked my brother up, picked kitt lei up then went over to pick my lovely half only to find out he had to go somewhere &amp;amp; do something. Yes! A very typical thing of him to do &amp;amp; since I was near his house by that time. I had to wait! Only to find out that that waiting period was one to be enjoyed. My lil rascal of a dog was with us &amp;amp; since I couldn't get through to my other half so I called his home thinking he has not left yet. But since he left &amp;amp; I was waiting outside of the house, his family asked us to come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we waited for him in his house &amp;amp; my dear doggy had the time of her life. Sniffing the whole house, chasing the maid, licking people's hand, jumping onto the chair, barking at people, getting pet. Ah she did almost everything &amp;amp; everyone just couldn't get enough of that rascall. At the end of the waiting period she treated his home like as though it was hers. Goodness so embarassing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps: Wan Kitt Lei was acting a bit crazy from the soya bean she drank that was from thailand. She immediately started talking gibberish till the she went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the long hour wait, we went home. I bathe, we ate dinner then off we go to One Utama. Since Nicky wanted to go shopping so we did. It was also an excuse to spent time with the other half since I've not seen his cheeky face for more than a week. So we walked and walked and walked and bought earrings and walked and walked and bought stuffs and walked and walked till we saw the Ice Cream sign. We ate ice cream &amp;amp; that was the icing on the cake because Kitt Lei went Bongkus by that time. She started talking nonsense. Hahaha! It was funny.. We all couldn't help laughing went she started singing to the music which I don't know what she was singing all the way back to my place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i send kitty home &amp;amp; went to spend time with the other half. We talked over ramli burgers &amp;amp; soya bean just to catch up on things. =) After that it was home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah my day was awesome la! Eventhough I had to become the driver &amp;amp; so am I for this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfwD9tqZxYI/AAAAAAAABQc/6H702Mn_z4Q/s1600-h/DSC01486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfwD9tqZxYI/AAAAAAAABQc/6H702Mn_z4Q/s320/DSC01486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331140417664173442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HE IS MINE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: I don't see what's the fuss about this picture. If people can post half naked pictures of models or stars &amp;amp; it isn't wrong. So why can't I! Those pictures they can only drool over where else mine is real &amp;amp; I am proud of him &amp;amp; so is he. So this picture ain't no harm. Can't you see his lancy face ah. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-1957215654945169064?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/1957215654945169064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=1957215654945169064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1957215654945169064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1957215654945169064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/05/labour-day.html' title='Labour Day'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfwD9tqZxYI/AAAAAAAABQc/6H702Mn_z4Q/s72-c/DSC01486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-1065643218959139170</id><published>2009-04-28T23:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T23:06:23.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can still be my friend</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If i'm taken you can always be my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I never asked you to stop being my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;In fact, I never stopped you from being my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;All I said was I am taken &amp;amp; was just making it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;known to you that I am in Love with someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But I never said I didn't want you to be my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Stop being childish &amp;amp; continue being my friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;There's no harm in doing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-1065643218959139170?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/1065643218959139170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=1065643218959139170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1065643218959139170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1065643218959139170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/04/you-can-still-be-my-friend.html' title='You can still be my friend'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-4521087807300615113</id><published>2009-04-28T08:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T09:02:10.952+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures - Flag football</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZTB_IO_YI/AAAAAAAABPU/vQMoOTDgTMA/s1600-h/set..hut%21.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZTB_IO_YI/AAAAAAAABPU/vQMoOTDgTMA/s320/set..hut%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329538502630505858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;This is how it looks like at the start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZTBfdisRI/AAAAAAAABO0/xY_BeKIaWX0/s1600-h/warm+up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZTBfdisRI/AAAAAAAABO0/xY_BeKIaWX0/s320/warm+up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329538494129942802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Warming up whilst looking at the Hot guys and Ms. Kapitan tryna get our attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZTBsiMKdI/AAAAAAAABO8/2hY9LlLAsfU/s1600-h/start.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZTBsiMKdI/AAAAAAAABO8/2hY9LlLAsfU/s320/start.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329538497639098834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;All at place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZTBjb08qI/AAAAAAAABPE/b1fE2sbXed0/s1600-h/short+pass.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZTBjb08qI/AAAAAAAABPE/b1fE2sbXed0/s320/short+pass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329538495196492450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Set.. HUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZTBuU11PI/AAAAAAAABPM/Ic7Dpw64OiQ/s1600-h/rumble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZTBuU11PI/AAAAAAAABPM/Ic7Dpw64OiQ/s320/rumble.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329538498119980274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ready to rumble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZUERYgkdI/AAAAAAAABPc/Zg6Wh3f6a1s/s1600-h/chasing+%237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZUERYgkdI/AAAAAAAABPc/Zg6Wh3f6a1s/s320/chasing+%237.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329539641401971154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ah! #7 is running away.. Catch her catch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZUElg_UuI/AAAAAAAABPs/MJfQXuT2g_w/s1600-h/In+motion.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZUElg_UuI/AAAAAAAABPs/MJfQXuT2g_w/s320/In+motion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329539646806250210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Trying to flag! Just before I fell on my butt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZUEVzM_UI/AAAAAAAABPk/P4aZLk23wMc/s1600-h/flag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZUEVzM_UI/AAAAAAAABPk/P4aZLk23wMc/s320/flag.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329539642587675970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;And Claudine flag's!! Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZUEibxJ2I/AAAAAAAABP0/6DPlEqE-INE/s1600-h/Raining.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZUEibxJ2I/AAAAAAAABP0/6DPlEqE-INE/s320/Raining.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329539645979043682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The other part of the team waiting for their turn&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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZUEj9IKbI/AAAAAAAABP8/VWc56nQL3lk/s1600-h/Huddle.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZUEj9IKbI/AAAAAAAABP8/VWc56nQL3lk/s320/Huddle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329539646387399090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Huddling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZVDQugICI/AAAAAAAABQE/kCUF8Sbt5PE/s1600-h/Dine%26Sarah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZVDQugICI/AAAAAAAABQE/kCUF8Sbt5PE/s320/Dine%26Sarah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329540723557539874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Claudine: After game only straight go take handphone! *throws ball at sarah*&lt;br /&gt;Sarah: *tap tap tap on the phone keypads*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZVDeKbnFI/AAAAAAAABQM/PQt2-RuinHk/s1600-h/Haler%26Balls.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZVDeKbnFI/AAAAAAAABQM/PQt2-RuinHk/s320/Haler%26Balls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329540727164345426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Haler &amp;amp; her pointy pau(s)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZVDa_OtAI/AAAAAAAABQU/zz46afUqmvI/s1600-h/raba2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZVDa_OtAI/AAAAAAAABQU/zz46afUqmvI/s320/raba2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329540726312055810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hehe! The picture says it all! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-4521087807300615113?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/4521087807300615113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=4521087807300615113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/4521087807300615113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/4521087807300615113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/04/pictures-flag-football.html' title='Pictures - Flag football'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SfZTB_IO_YI/AAAAAAAABPU/vQMoOTDgTMA/s72-c/set..hut%21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-2691512581156367619</id><published>2009-04-27T04:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T04:58:09.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Flag Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;The field was fine, players were set. The whisel blew and set.. hut! The game begin! Flag! The first person was flagged by Haler &amp;amp; the game restarts! Second down! Set.. Hut! Flag! Another by Sarah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wondering what I was mumbling about. Well that dear readers is called flag football. Now don't go thinking it's soccer because it's not nor is it rugby. It's american football but instead of tackling we use flags. Yes! It's an awesome game. Yes! It's another sarah &amp;amp; her ball games. Yes! I like it. I didn't even know we have a Malaysia Association. Quite the awesome though. New game, new turf, new skills. More the reason to buy new football boots. Hahaha! Yay! If we did continue &amp;amp; build a women's team. For now it's just a mix team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Malaysia, it's hard to find players who would get dirty &amp;amp; rough to play this kind of game. Many of them would be too scared of the ball or scared their hair or fingernail would be broken. Lol! Can't blame them right, they're girls. We too are, just that we are the much more atheletic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So today was my first tournament, also my second time playing the game. It was awesome! A natural I was. The only game I can run with no limits. Awesome! We played in the rain which after that we suffered because it became too windy &amp;amp; cold. We fell, we slide but it was all fun. No one got injured because we weren't playing rough like the "Pj Dawgs &amp;amp; KL Stuck ups". Lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our team was "The Muffins". Awesome name right. Hahaha! Alright! Need to sleep now. It's going to be 5am. Got assignment to start &amp;amp; complete &amp;amp; classes in a few hours. So toodles! Good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://ballerzblo3.web144.discountasp.net/images/FlagFootball07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 343px;" src="http://ballerzblo3.web144.discountasp.net/images/FlagFootball07.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;It's like american football&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://frontier.cincinnati.com/blogs/photos/uploaded_images/081906%20KY%20Flag-720811.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 370px; height: 293px;" src="http://frontier.cincinnati.com/blogs/photos/uploaded_images/081906%20KY%20Flag-720811.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Only we pull flags (as seen above) instead of tackling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ps: He ain't pulling his underwear ok!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2691512581156367619?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2691512581156367619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2691512581156367619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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know what he is,&lt;br /&gt;I know what he has done,&lt;br /&gt;I know who he is,&lt;br /&gt;I know what type of person he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't need to tell me all these,&lt;br /&gt;I know it before you told me,&lt;br /&gt;All those shits,&lt;br /&gt;I thank yall for your advise,&lt;br /&gt;But I've already considered it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm no fool,&lt;br /&gt;I know what I see,&lt;br /&gt;I know what I taste,&lt;br /&gt;I know what I feel,&lt;br /&gt;And I know what are your intentions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It ain't working,&lt;br /&gt;Because I knew all that,&lt;br /&gt;Knew it long before yall,&lt;br /&gt;Knew it when he thought I didn't,&lt;br /&gt;I knew it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not ignorant,&lt;br /&gt;I seem like it but I'm not,&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what I know,&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what he has said,&lt;br /&gt;So don't do shits,&lt;br /&gt;And stay in your place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beg you,&lt;br /&gt;Because I respect you,&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want things to be shit,&lt;br /&gt;Not for you,&lt;br /&gt;Not for him,&lt;br /&gt;And definitely not for me,&lt;br /&gt;Just leave him be,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll get your revenge,&lt;br /&gt;Maybe in another way,&lt;br /&gt;Just be ignorant,&lt;br /&gt;And you'll learn to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like what I have learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2181961631836538778?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2181961631836538778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2181961631836538778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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0);"&gt;Now every girl would have their dream wedding. Many have dreams wedding like princesses getting married or etc etc.  But I want to have a wedding.. A fun wedding that is FUN to remember &amp;amp; everyone would remember. I want a simple wedding with every single family member is there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my dream wedding as I just clearly vision it to be. I want it to be BIG.. Big if I'm getting married to my kristang (eurasian) boy. Knowing how BIG a typical kristang family is (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and not forgetting my peranakan side&lt;/span&gt;) &amp;amp; if I'm getting married to one. I know the wedding is going to big &amp;amp; I know that our family members would know who is who &amp;amp; who would know that some of them got married to each other. Yes! Since I'm part kristang, my family is big too. I don't know half of my cousins except the ones that are closest. My parents brother &amp;amp; sisters kids la. Other than that, aunties &amp;amp; uncles &amp;amp; cousins &amp;amp; granduncles who are all over the world &amp;amp; in settlement I barely know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even my own kristang boy barely knows his additional family. Funny how I know half of his additional family but he doesn't. Such a coincidence to find out that they're all related. Who wouldn't eh when they are all sharing the same surname.  I'm pretty sure by just inviting all those relatives of ours we can make a mini world. haha! Back to the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm imagining a big hall &amp;amp; I want traditional food. Ranging from portuguese food to peranakan to filipino, if I'm marrying my kristang boy. =D Yeah! I want to do it the old fashion way. If the malays can cook their own meal &amp;amp; serve it to guest why can't we do it as well. Save cost mah! But tiring it would be. I don't know this is what I dream not sure it would be for real. OH beside food, beverage. The most important thing my wedding should have is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LIQUOR &amp;amp; BEER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt; yes this 2 is a must &amp;amp; I want loads &amp;amp; loads of it. My now kristang boy has agreed with me that for our wedding those is a MUST. Whether or not there's no food but BEER is a must. Mmm.. Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there you go my dream wedding. Simple right. No need fancy-fancy! This is what I think for now la. Who knows it might change when I am older. Haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-6913648531289696284?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/6913648531289696284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=6913648531289696284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6913648531289696284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6913648531289696284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/04/dream-wedding.html' title='Dream wedding'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-2759520785945640490</id><published>2009-04-13T16:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T17:09:30.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reunion of old</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;A brilliant day it was on Saturday night. Had a bbq dinner party cum reason to get back with stella marisians cum house warming. I apologize for not inviting everyone as my house can only withstand a few people &amp;amp; to those of you having your finals, GOOD LUCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the night came with all 3 boys dressing up in red. haha! So funny the pictures was pretty bright! I think my eyes were hurting from staring at the picture but it was captivating. Had all 3 of them in different height &amp;amp; sizes. Then Jo came! Ah! It's been awhile woman! She is as beautiful as ever. Got my brother's friends drooling all over. Haha! So she was the hotty for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catch up with the people for old time sake. Can you imagine it's been years since we last saw each other but none of us has really change. All still look the same but now much more matured already. And jo &amp;amp; I aren't the babies of the group anymore. All we were missing was the Teoh's. Did you realize that Jo? Just forget about my cousin Pinto, did you realize we were lacking the 2 Teoh's. Lol! Fun.. fun.. fun it was! Now I'm sick with flu. Go figure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Pictures:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SeMAbs4D3sI/AAAAAAAABOs/l-Tiq0e0TIE/s1600-h/Hse+Warming+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SeMAbs4D3sI/AAAAAAAABOs/l-Tiq0e0TIE/s320/Hse+Warming+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324099660384820930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jo with Rio the smelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SeMAbZOH3fI/AAAAAAAABOc/4oxhvo7YuUs/s1600-h/Hse+Warming+062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SeMAbZOH3fI/AAAAAAAABOc/4oxhvo7YuUs/s320/Hse+Warming+062.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324099655108648434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Jo &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SeMAbUKoRHI/AAAAAAAABOk/1buLm1s2B3Y/s1600-h/Hse+Warming+086.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SeMAbUKoRHI/AAAAAAAABOk/1buLm1s2B3Y/s320/Hse+Warming+086.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324099653751817330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The temporary couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SeMAbAS6GhI/AAAAAAAABOU/BHoiaVAeLlw/s1600-h/Hse+Warming+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SeMAbAS6GhI/AAAAAAAABOU/BHoiaVAeLlw/s320/Hse+Warming+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324099648417831442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The boys - eye got pain anot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SeMAbLwJBDI/AAAAAAAABOM/tn6KxLb9_rs/s1600-h/Hse+Warming+064.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SeMAbLwJBDI/AAAAAAAABOM/tn6KxLb9_rs/s320/Hse+Warming+064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324099651493233714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The lot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;More pictures are on facebook. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2759520785945640490?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2759520785945640490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2759520785945640490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2759520785945640490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2759520785945640490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/04/reunion-of-old.html' title='Reunion of old'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SeMAbs4D3sI/AAAAAAAABOs/l-Tiq0e0TIE/s72-c/Hse+Warming+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-8407383134183877335</id><published>2009-04-06T20:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T21:08:03.337+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sepang F1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This year's F1 had a little bit of twist. For one it has been 11 years since the red flag was raised reported the star newspaper. This is the first time or maybe not the first time F1 was held in Malaysia &amp;amp; it rained like cats &amp;amp; dogs. Although there was a bit of a heat but it rained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing was seeing the cars skid off track. That was awesome &amp;amp; also getting little lightning jolts from the umbrella. Damn! That was shocking. Didn't your parents told you never to hold the metal of the umbrella during a lightning. Better still, did not your parents say never stay on an open field during a thunderstorm. Yes! Smarty pants we all did everything against that. Totally forgot about what we learned in science class &amp;amp; advices from our parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the rain became quite heavy that we had to find shelter. What better way to do then hide under those banners. Yes yes! You know those banners that you see advertising F1 we hid under those &amp;amp; it was a pretty good darn shelter it shielded us from the rain. Although by then the rain wasn't that heavy &amp;amp; we still got wet. But what better way then to watch F1, we must all have a little story, innit. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best of all was we aren't allowed to bring outside food &amp;amp; beverages to the seatings. Why? I actually don't know although I think that was the stuidest, most ridiculous policy ever. Where we sat there wasn't any food &amp;amp; the drinks were so expensive. Can you imagine your normal Rm1 water bottle they're charging us RM5 &amp;amp; your typical ramli burger with extra things such as a drink &amp;amp; some french fries they're charging us RM25. Even carl's junior is much cheaper &amp;amp; much more fulfilling unlike some cheap ramli burger set which they name the price so bloody high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this years F1 was the worst. Really they suck at this organizing. Who would have thought that after years of holding the F1 in Malaysia they would improve the standard but being the typical Malaysians they are such cheapskates. If they actually did something &amp;amp; improve the standards maybe more people would come although there is recession.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, since the food &amp;amp; beverage was expensive &amp;amp; we found out that the security check wasn't tight. So we decided to smuggle Mcd's. Not 1 burger but 3 burgers. Now how awesome is that. Being the typical Malaysians we were. We never followed rules once we're out of school. So that's about it. Here's some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn87-U8E9I/AAAAAAAABMk/qYT6oRFR8eA/s1600-h/DSC01364.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn87-U8E9I/AAAAAAAABMk/qYT6oRFR8eA/s320/DSC01364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321562541988254674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Under the banner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn88fkYzjI/AAAAAAAABMs/8DYKZXjRfp4/s1600-h/Random+279.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn88fkYzjI/AAAAAAAABMs/8DYKZXjRfp4/s320/Random+279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321562550911422002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;GP2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn88uAGKpI/AAAAAAAABM0/sTtecOFeR-8/s1600-h/Random+301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn88uAGKpI/AAAAAAAABM0/sTtecOFeR-8/s320/Random+301.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321562554785737362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The crowd on the other side&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn89KbU_KI/AAAAAAAABNE/S0Y1h60jpWw/s1600-h/Random+336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn89KbU_KI/AAAAAAAABNE/S0Y1h60jpWw/s320/Random+336.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321562562416147618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The driver's parade. Spot kimi &amp;amp; lewis hamilton&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn88654gKI/AAAAAAAABM8/xPEOdH-6CjU/s1600-h/Random+317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 233px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn88654gKI/AAAAAAAABM8/xPEOdH-6CjU/s320/Random+317.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321562558249336994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The umbrella "grid" boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn946-QE4I/AAAAAAAABNM/Ds08dtBANVQ/s1600-h/Random+343.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn946-QE4I/AAAAAAAABNM/Ds08dtBANVQ/s320/Random+343.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321563589059810178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ferari - I think it's Massa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn-NUN5_wI/AAAAAAAABNs/lyVuzSXSpQs/s1600-h/Random+339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn-NUN5_wI/AAAAAAAABNs/lyVuzSXSpQs/s320/Random+339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321563939433742082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I don't know who&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn-NXhIvGI/AAAAAAAABN0/t74G8Q7Cq40/s1600-h/Random+357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn-NXhIvGI/AAAAAAAABN0/t74G8Q7Cq40/s320/Random+357.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321563940319706210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Brawn GP - Jenson button, maybe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn-NkxcdJI/AAAAAAAABN8/9XVfRfscVak/s1600-h/Random+377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn-NkxcdJI/AAAAAAAABN8/9XVfRfscVak/s320/Random+377.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321563943877768338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Engine blow, Paiseh! Pokai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn-NmxDOWI/AAAAAAAABOE/VfZiU1uiB_Q/s1600-h/Random+356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn-NmxDOWI/AAAAAAAABOE/VfZiU1uiB_Q/s320/Random+356.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321563944412985698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;All 3 of us&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-8407383134183877335?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/8407383134183877335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=8407383134183877335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8407383134183877335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8407383134183877335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/04/sepang-f1.html' title='Sepang F1'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sdn87-U8E9I/AAAAAAAABMk/qYT6oRFR8eA/s72-c/DSC01364.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-5398461904998503074</id><published>2009-04-06T00:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:51:58.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Update soon</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Just got back from Sepang. It was awesome, had a few nice shots. Will update soon on the day's event &amp;amp; pictures too. Till then, stay tune. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-5398461904998503074?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/5398461904998503074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=5398461904998503074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5398461904998503074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5398461904998503074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/04/update-soon.html' title='Update soon'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-3677854121767871304</id><published>2009-04-01T17:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T17:25:39.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adult &amp; a kid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;How can an adult argue with a small kid? It does not make sense that an adult can argue with a mere kid whose brains are still developing. What stupid person tells a kid that global warming can be stopped by not buying pirated dvds &amp;amp; then gets upset because the kid is being defensive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol! Ridiculous! It's so funny to hear such a conversation. Especially involving an adult and a kid. Can you tell a kid to talk to you once the kid is matured? Haha! What stupid person is that. Such arrogance the adult is that the person can get upset over global warming. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh goodness! I laugh went I heard that story. So damn funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April fool was the bomb! I pranked not many people but it was such a wicked prank that it got everyone in the mood. I laugh my bum off at how people could forget that today is APRIL FOOL'S DAY!! And that after being pranked they tried to get back at me. Haha! Only one person got me, finally got me to believed it wasn't a pranked after much doubt. She succeeded in the end. So that's 5-1. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-3677854121767871304?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/3677854121767871304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=3677854121767871304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3677854121767871304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3677854121767871304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/04/adult-kid.html' title='Adult &amp; a kid'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-2510172552277139129</id><published>2009-03-30T00:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T00:07:59.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new baby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sc-bJ6ObHCI/AAAAAAAABMc/4FNaoRbL2K8/s1600-h/f8e6f0a004277d6ef8852fb99b0cdbcb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sc-bJ6ObHCI/AAAAAAAABMc/4FNaoRbL2K8/s320/f8e6f0a004277d6ef8852fb99b0cdbcb.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318640279498726434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Let me present to you, my new love. I am so in love with it that I am afraid my mother would lock it away. My precious. It was a wise choice, thanks to my dear cousin nicky who saw it hiding by the corner. Now everyone is in love with my new baby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even jealous that I have it. My dad got so jealous that I bought a speaker for myself that he went and bought a home theatre. Wtf wtf!! The smug on his face when he got home was so evil that the whole world was burning. Haha! Not to mention my dear syg who was to exchange my speakers, not the woofer for his. Eh eh! No thank you I like mine. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the new hype of the week. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2510172552277139129?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2510172552277139129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2510172552277139129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2510172552277139129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2510172552277139129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-new-baby.html' title='My new baby'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sc-bJ6ObHCI/AAAAAAAABMc/4FNaoRbL2K8/s72-c/f8e6f0a004277d6ef8852fb99b0cdbcb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-1217195030669822356</id><published>2009-03-25T23:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T23:39:51.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheap</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh goodness I was reading a conversation between a friend of mine &amp;amp; some dude. Man was he trying to proposition her &amp;amp; the way she rejected his offer was so hillarious. Mind you this dude wanted to get this chick since he ever laid eyes on her. But since she was too hot for him she never look his way but was kind enough to be his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Want to have a good laugh.. Here's the conversation. 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/&gt;@@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;sry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;then u wan become girl? or half girl half boy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i wanna b a boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;y u say like tat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;i tot u wan quit sex?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;at tis age&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i wanna quit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;u just 19 oready wan to quit ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;so fast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;even though i love sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;but mayb after marriage oly do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;no need to quit 1 la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;just control lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;u like sex too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;then mayb i control masturbating n everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;u watch porno ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;no need watch le&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;yea i watch a lot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;only children watch only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;me no like sex la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;then wat  u like&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;solo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;porno is for children la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;me wanna work 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;dun wan think other 1st&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i like ur thinking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;if i dun watch porn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;how m i going to eject&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;u dun have girlfriend meh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;ask her help&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i m single&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;oooo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i m single since u left jorea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;then diy la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;korea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;there is lots or prostitute ard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;so it is ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;btw korean is pretty good in sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;then go la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;u had sex with who wor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;prostitution?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;something like that la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;mayb last time i wanna being with u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;bcoz of sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;i mean u had sex with how many ppl liao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;2 or 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;wonder who's that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;y u wanna know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;just curios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i m pretty good in bed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;i dint ask u also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;y?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;u wanna join?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;fuck ur own la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;join u? whole world's guy die ready i also dunwan join u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;u think ur dick big enough a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;wat so bad abt me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;u like big dick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;yea, big and long of cause&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;u think mine not big enuf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;ur ar.. small like peanut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;nah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;u nvr seen mine be4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;no need see also know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i can make u scream ur head off gal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;btw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;ur boobs also not bad big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;boob big for wat? boob big brain small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;ic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;penis big for wat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;so can make u scream?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;lolx... make me scream? double of ur own size also cant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;go look mirror la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i can shoot a bucket k&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;n i m afraid u cant take it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;i doesn't wan to take it also.. wasting my time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i dunno wat u talking also&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;if u wanna big&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;go try blacks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;i try black also dunwan join u~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;u think i wanna fuck u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i m afraid i cant get hard too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;because u masturbate too much that why cant function much now.. summore watch too much of porno~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;mayb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;but i prefer shaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;think before u type..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i wanna know something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;can u answer me honestly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i want de truth oly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;depends on question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;if i nvr couple with kid be4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;would u b with me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;no (truth answer in my heart. 100% think before i type althought took about 1 sec)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;means all tis while i thought u like me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;it was all fake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;lolx.. u thought only mar..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl:&lt;br /&gt;u thought u handsome enough that all girl u chase will like u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i thought i can get u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;i was very confident&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;but bow i know i was wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;mayb if i ve a bigger dick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pervert:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tada! Had a good laugh? I know I did! Until my dog thought I was having a heart attack &amp;amp; started barking like no one's business. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I had the permission of the person involve in this conversation to post this up here. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-1217195030669822356?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/1217195030669822356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=1217195030669822356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1217195030669822356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1217195030669822356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/03/cheap.html' title='Cheap'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-2611260435577491735</id><published>2009-03-25T19:36:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T19:51:47.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pikchas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;The game pictures as said...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoZCSOg_NI/AAAAAAAABMM/ztzBq3Gth3U/s1600-h/n531922400_1451095_5241.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoZCSOg_NI/AAAAAAAABMM/ztzBq3Gth3U/s320/n531922400_1451095_5241.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317089837107444946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoY1AfPL9I/AAAAAAAABL0/2CZGhpJpDys/s1600-h/2643_76384887400_531922400_2099281_5679509_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoY1AfPL9I/AAAAAAAABL0/2CZGhpJpDys/s320/2643_76384887400_531922400_2099281_5679509_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317089609007443922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Now&lt;/span&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoY113KlHI/AAAAAAAABME/NB_S8RPRPpE/s1600-h/2643_76384922400_531922400_2099288_2626316_n.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoY113KlHI/AAAAAAAABME/NB_S8RPRPpE/s320/2643_76384922400_531922400_2099288_2626316_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317089623334884466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syg, Me, Nicky, Aun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoY1XWsuVI/AAAAAAAABL8/FIS5W-RgZP0/s1600-h/2643_76384912400_531922400_2099286_7628167_n.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoY1XWsuVI/AAAAAAAABL8/FIS5W-RgZP0/s320/2643_76384912400_531922400_2099286_7628167_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317089615145646418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;We both just love spoiling a picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoY0qHJ2_I/AAAAAAAABLs/E9cJN7bqh0o/s1600-h/2643_76384882400_531922400_2099280_3861125_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoY0qHJ2_I/AAAAAAAABLs/E9cJN7bqh0o/s320/2643_76384882400_531922400_2099280_3861125_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317089603000851442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Next time I want to see them get married. XD My cousin would kill me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoY0cksqWI/AAAAAAAABLk/O-27MS_nqeI/s1600-h/2643_76384877400_531922400_2099279_4394641_n.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoY0cksqWI/AAAAAAAABLk/O-27MS_nqeI/s320/2643_76384877400_531922400_2099279_4394641_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317089599366670690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My cousin &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoafS3j69I/AAAAAAAABMU/D-rp4q2LxMA/s1600-h/2643_76384927400_531922400_2099289_3269240_n.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoafS3j69I/AAAAAAAABMU/D-rp4q2LxMA/s320/2643_76384927400_531922400_2099289_3269240_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317091435007437778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The flash was too bright thus the picture came out like this but at least he smiled for a picture which he rarely does because he choose to differ. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2611260435577491735?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2611260435577491735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2611260435577491735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2611260435577491735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2611260435577491735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/03/pikchas.html' title='Pikchas'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScoZCSOg_NI/AAAAAAAABMM/ztzBq3Gth3U/s72-c/n531922400_1451095_5241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-7037361100932352302</id><published>2009-03-25T09:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T09:27:43.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 word</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Your attempts to get me back to whence we first started is not going to work. I'm thru with you, what's done is done. It was my mistake to believe you. Your so called "visions". Haha! Kiss my ass, oh wait.. You've done that many times only I farted in your face. *grins*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still trying to get back my friendship. Nah! It won't happen. Have you not realize what kinda person I am? You only said it yourself what kinda person I am yet you still don't want to believe it. Too bad for you then. What you done I'll never forgive you. Yes I never saw this coming or and Yes half the time I lied to you. So what now you going to go back to your other half &amp;amp; cry. Go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I despise the sight of you &amp;amp; the sound of you. Your name just make me want to go up to you &amp;amp; give you the bashing you deserved. But wait.. I'm not that cruel. I'll give you another bashing where with just 1 word I'll ruin your whole life. Believe me I can just like how I did before. Call me a devil or whatever you want. I have warn you beforehand but you ignored it. So now suffer the consequences &amp;amp; if you pursue more. I promise I'll ruin your life more than it is now &amp;amp; make you pay for what you have done, betraying my trust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;If you're reading this, it is meant for you. You definitely would know who you are. Take it as a warning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-7037361100932352302?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/7037361100932352302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=7037361100932352302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7037361100932352302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7037361100932352302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/03/1-word.html' title='1 word'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-2369858929077996698</id><published>2009-03-23T18:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T19:25:24.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sporty Weekend</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Have any of you Malaysians realize how HOT the weather has become? I for one have realized it because I drive in a non-aircondition car from Bukit Jalil all the way back home which is usually a 40 minute drive. Driving in the afternoon is the worst because it is awfully hot &amp;amp; the amount of pollution in Puchong is so horrible that my face is always black by the time I reach home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside so how was your weekend? Mine was a sporty weekend I dare say. It all started on Friday. Since Kitt wanted me to go for badminton with her because Mr. Dason was bugging so I decided why not eh since it has been years since I played. Truth to be told I'm not as good as the last time. So since syg had nothing much to do that day he tagged along &amp;amp; brought his aunts along. His aunt is really nice &amp;amp; kind &amp;amp; funny too. She gave us makan. =D The game of badminton was hillarious went we played couple doubles'. Kitt is the funniest - fairy jumper. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was on Friday. On saturday after class we had futsal. It was so fun. As usual went the word futsal is mentioned to syg he would definitely want to play so he yet again tagged along &amp;amp; brought his brother along. It was a game of laughter, everyone was so funny. You have to be there to actually live the laughter. They were all clowns I tell you my college boys. So funny went try to outrun syg but they gave up in the end &amp;amp; just stood there &amp;amp; stare at him. Not to mention Roland his brother who happily slam all the balls whether near or far. After futsal of 3 hours we went for a late lunch. Oh it was so soothing to have a nice cup of cold lemon water aka limau ais. Then I came home took my shower, on the aircond as it was burning hot &amp;amp; knocked off. It was so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then as usual sunday futsal which was terrible outcome because those who were suppose to come did not come in the end. Only left the 6 of us, lucky us we did not have to pay anything. =D But we manage to kick around a bit. As it was a sporty weekend, a weekend of endless sports now my body is so sore but it was a nice workout. I don't mind doing it again as it is a way to keep fit since I'm so lazy to do my routines. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I leave you with some pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Scdvd494kyI/AAAAAAAABK0/23RT_tJnlyw/s1600-h/DSCN5150.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/Scdvd494kyI/AAAAAAAABK0/23RT_tJnlyw/s320/DSCN5150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316340444432995106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/Scdvd6deS_I/AAAAAAAABKs/7tAvoS0H9a0/s1600-h/DSCN5147.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/Scdvd6deS_I/AAAAAAAABKs/7tAvoS0H9a0/s320/DSCN5147.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316340444833926130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Getting ready for the "canon ball"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdvddYsK3I/AAAAAAAABKc/tXYAQXKHE9w/s1600-h/DSCN5115.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdvddYsK3I/AAAAAAAABKc/tXYAQXKHE9w/s320/DSCN5115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316340437029235570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Meditating on the field.. Ooommmm oommmmm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Scdvdgd4ojI/AAAAAAAABKk/tFW0YGV6EcU/s1600-h/DSCN5136.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Scdvdgd4ojI/AAAAAAAABKk/tFW0YGV6EcU/s320/DSCN5136.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316340437856330290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Her profession : Cam whoring..&lt;br /&gt;Her not profession : Futsal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdvcyfLRZI/AAAAAAAABKU/0UfZMMLYGqY/s1600-h/DSCN5106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdvcyfLRZI/AAAAAAAABKU/0UfZMMLYGqY/s320/DSCN5106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316340425513715090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;So funny la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdwxNl-rtI/AAAAAAAABK8/YhUbbbzwNaU/s1600-h/DSCN5102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdwxNl-rtI/AAAAAAAABK8/YhUbbbzwNaU/s320/DSCN5102.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316341875899018962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The compare &amp;amp; contrast couple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdwxTjx0FI/AAAAAAAABLE/1QTbarQ63js/s1600-h/DSCN5131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdwxTjx0FI/AAAAAAAABLE/1QTbarQ63js/s320/DSCN5131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316341877500399698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Chasing ball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdwxjT3-wI/AAAAAAAABLM/jRVvF7wraPs/s1600-h/DSCN5155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdwxjT3-wI/AAAAAAAABLM/jRVvF7wraPs/s320/DSCN5155.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316341881728662274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kitt baby, my porridge mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdwyDjnoXI/AAAAAAAABLU/U0PjecahpRQ/s1600-h/DSCN5173.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdwyDjnoXI/AAAAAAAABLU/U0PjecahpRQ/s320/DSCN5173.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316341890384634226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The cool pig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdwylGXy9I/AAAAAAAABLc/JS2Y7XXq2_U/s1600-h/DSCN5177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ScdwylGXy9I/AAAAAAAABLc/JS2Y7XXq2_U/s320/DSCN5177.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316341899388767186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The 3 porridge gilas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Ps: Kitte! I got a new name for the 3 of us.. Chun right! Hehehehe!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2369858929077996698?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2369858929077996698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2369858929077996698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2369858929077996698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2369858929077996698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/03/sporty-weekend.html' title='Sporty Weekend'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Scdvd494kyI/AAAAAAAABK0/23RT_tJnlyw/s72-c/DSCN5150.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-4331760188266637995</id><published>2009-03-18T11:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T11:21:44.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;How I hate the sight of a high nosed, bongkak kids - spoilt brats. Yes! I hate the fact that just because they have money they can do whatever they want. Mind you! It is not you who are rich but your parents. Most of this spoilt brats really have no courtesy or respect that what's make me ticked off if I found someone acting like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about these people, I found out that it is actually happening in my household area. Yes! Talk about talking bad of other people but it's actually happening in my own house. Who am I referring to. Oh! It's just the idiotic siblings I have living under the same roof. Yes! These 2 are spoilt brats because they have the latest game console, a mac pc, an ipod, a handphone &amp;amp; we are living in a "posh" area. I say it is posh because it is &amp;amp; I don't like this place because you can never get cheap &amp;amp; delicious food not like how it is in the area i'm so used too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes! I basically hate living in this area. Because if I were to tell people I'm living in this area they're go like.. Oohh! You're rich!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ps: Only PJ people would know what I'm talking about. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So referring to my 2 spoilt brats. Today's moodiness was cause by no other than those 2 because they had a couple of no respect, no courtesy friends around. All I can say is these fellas go to a public school where most of the kids are R-I-C-H. This is because it is located where all those chinese tauke lives. Thus, as you can predict the richness of the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not here to bitch about my 2 siblings or any of their friends. I'm just here to vent because I just needed too. Trully, no matter how idiotic my siblings are I think I still Love them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-4331760188266637995?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/4331760188266637995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=4331760188266637995' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/4331760188266637995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/4331760188266637995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/03/moody.html' title='Moody'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-5121545077999781765</id><published>2009-03-16T18:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T18:23:02.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Being different</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Being different from people is my specialty. Yes I don't do the average girl shopping, I do not console in retail threapy, I do not wear make up, I do not wear skimpy clothes, I do not fuss about my hair &amp;amp; I am not so vain to take pictures of myself &amp;amp; post it online.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I'm just different. Yes call me weird but I like being me. But wait.. Although I do not do regular girly things but I'm still a girl. I'm still choosy with what I wear, I do fuss about my pimply face (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;), I do take vain pictures of myself but never disclose to public, I do go shopping when there's a need &amp;amp; I'm picky with my clothes. There you go, see I am still a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although went compared to a girly girl, I definitely am not a girl. I don't walk like a girl, I don't wear handbag, I'm aggressive, I love speed thus if you see me on kesas highway I'll be doing a 130km/h (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that's how I got my nick from my borther &amp;amp; his friends, nascar driver&lt;/span&gt;), I love football/futsal, I love my collection of billabong pants or any other surfing pants, I like being childish &amp;amp; sarcastic, I like the discussion of girls with boys,  I love my hi-fi &amp;amp; game consoles &amp;amp; pc games, I like to challenge other guys that if they can do it so can I, I also like the fact that I am tomboy &amp;amp; that's why I always get to be a guy's best friend (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I had a lot of shit from other gals because of this fact&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've not changed one bit about myself since young. Apart from now I do have 2 dinner dresses in my cupboard &amp;amp; 3 pairs of heels which are getting cobwebs all over it, I have a boyfriend (&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;who I did not see it coming that I would be dating him, if this was told by the 11 year old me I would definitely say you're crazy!&lt;/span&gt;) &amp;amp; not a girlfriend, I got long hair &amp;amp; I have boobs. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if you still want to compare me to a girly girl, go ahead. No problems with me because I like being different. The fact that people loves me for who I am is enough to make me feel proud because baby, not everyone is love for who they are but for what they have &amp;amp; that's sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"Each &amp;amp; everyone of you is special" - Mrs. Janet Fredericks&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sb4oNfUNPEI/AAAAAAAABKM/4aTXl8_kFEA/s1600-h/DSC00680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sb4oNfUNPEI/AAAAAAAABKM/4aTXl8_kFEA/s320/DSC00680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313728822553427010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;Just being me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-5121545077999781765?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/5121545077999781765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=5121545077999781765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5121545077999781765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5121545077999781765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/03/being-different.html' title='Being different'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sb4oNfUNPEI/AAAAAAAABKM/4aTXl8_kFEA/s72-c/DSC00680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-2089070500147376479</id><published>2009-03-15T19:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T20:04:33.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You'll never walk alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Yes liverpool has won the match. It was the biggest news in KL. It was an awesome game with awesome people in a funny environment. Let's just say the night was my night &amp;amp; it was also the following day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Liverpool should win more then maybe I'll have more awesome days. It's not that my other half took me out or anything. Mind you we both do not support the same team &amp;amp; he was practically heartbroken as was my cousins &amp;amp; brother. Hahaha! I wore my Liverpool tshirt today &amp;amp; so did everyone else in church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was practically swimming with liverpool supporters. To my dear team mates I'm sorry but I know all of yall are Manchester fans, yesterday was just not your night. So let me be the odd one &amp;amp; celebrate with victory because BABY!! We BEAT MANCHESTER man!! Although we may not be on the top but we BEAT MANCHESTER. It's just beating manchester is the main hit not being in the lead or anything. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures would be up as soon as dear Aun past it to me. That'll be when she's back in Thailand. Till then... Let me complete this awesome day with an awesome movie. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2089070500147376479?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2089070500147376479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2089070500147376479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2089070500147376479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2089070500147376479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/03/youll-never-walk-alone.html' title='You&apos;ll never walk alone'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-5980144946472141127</id><published>2009-03-14T13:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T13:37:35.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big match</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So it's the day of the most exciting match. The 2 biggest club in the EPL is finally coming face to face. So if you're not a fan of Manchester United or Liverpool &amp;amp; you want to go out. I suggest you go out at 8 pm which is during the match. Because baby.. Nearly the whole of Malaysia would be watching the match &amp;amp; the streets would be clear but every mamak stall &amp;amp; places that are showing the match would be crowded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm also going to be one of them. =)) Will update on the match maybe tomorrow. For now I just can't wait to see Aun &amp;amp; my dear syg. Till the next..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-5980144946472141127?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/5980144946472141127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=5980144946472141127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5980144946472141127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5980144946472141127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/03/big-match.html' title='The Big match'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-492387707567199239</id><published>2009-03-11T12:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T12:27:54.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Still the same</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I may have lost a bit of a weight but I'm still the same person you know. Yes! The tom-boy, aggressive, crack-pot, crazy sports woman person. I'm still the same person. I still walk like a gangster, I still dress like a boy (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;most of the time not all the time&lt;/span&gt;), I still have my sarcasm, I still fight with boys. Ala you know I know la how am I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you know me well you just know me lo. I don't really have to say it, do I. =D Apart from, I now have a gorgeous bf which I myself am surprise at the fact that he's mine. Yes! I'm a bit more girlish only for his expanse other than that I'm still the same old person you know. I'm still the crazy road crosser who always get into near accidents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still the same still the same. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sbc9hZof6XI/AAAAAAAABJ8/361V_bNpijI/s1600-h/DSCN1624.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sbc9hZof6XI/AAAAAAAABJ8/361V_bNpijI/s320/DSCN1624.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311781929532516722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sbc9hU_v00I/AAAAAAAABKE/FjF7oIT7QgQ/s1600-h/DSC01192.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sbc9hU_v00I/AAAAAAAABKE/FjF7oIT7QgQ/s320/DSC01192.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311781928287851330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;See I told you no difference.. Only I look a bit older.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-492387707567199239?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/492387707567199239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=492387707567199239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/492387707567199239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/492387707567199239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/03/still-same.html' title='Still the same'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Sbc9hZof6XI/AAAAAAAABJ8/361V_bNpijI/s72-c/DSCN1624.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-8850585395252327407</id><published>2009-03-09T11:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T11:39:51.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Never say you know me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I was born a quiet child &amp;amp; was always in &amp;amp; out of the hospital. It's a miracle I'm sitting here typing this post out. As a kid I was the quiet, helpful little girl. Yeah believe it or not. I tend to get bullied in school because of this. As a quiet person I don't make friends easily, I prefer making myself unknown to others &amp;amp; watch their character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As time goes by I realize what kind of people to make friends &amp;amp; trust &amp;amp; what not. So if you're an acquaintance of mine never say you know me because in true fact you would never know me. I can be whoever I want whenever I want. I'm unpredictable says onn rei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not one who brags about my achievement. I despise it for my very own reasons. Let's just say I'm one of many characters even I'm trying to understand it. No I'm not schizophrenic. Still normal but on the abstract side. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-8850585395252327407?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/8850585395252327407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=8850585395252327407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8850585395252327407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8850585395252327407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/03/never-say-you-know-me.html' title='Never say you know me'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-1698361608112242944</id><published>2009-02-26T22:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T23:31:32.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blunder</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well.. Well a lot has been happening since the last update more or less. Just finish watching "knocked up" it's an awesome, shitty, stupid show but I enjoyed it. Apart from the giving birth thingy where her swollen pussy lips were shown. Gross! I wouldn't do that if I were her but all in all the show was great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, assignments are taking its toll on all of us in class. The questions given by all the lecturers requires a lot of research &amp;amp; interviews that I think we are all going crazy. Either we don't know what company to choose or we are just plain stuck at no where. Damn! On top of that, travelling up &amp;amp; down from college is being such a pain. Luckily, the timetable's are change so it is a relieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! I need to play futsal. I've not played with the usual bunch for the past 2 weeks for various reasons &amp;amp; some people are already making noise &amp;amp; I've been living a very unhealthy life &amp;amp; if I don't stop it I would die sooner or later. Lent season is here, so this just gives me the excuse to stop my very unhealthy life &amp;amp; get back to being healthy. No! I'm not gaining weight, though I wish I would. And I need to practice for my upcoming piano exam which is looming. Another reason to be good for lent season. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love bumming. It's lifeless &amp;amp; it's fun. My bumming includes being online 24/7, watching &amp;amp; downloading movies. That's all I do, I only would snap out of bumming mode when a certain call comes in to go out but I still do hesitate. &amp;amp; I still don't get how can people wear heels. It's such a pain in the back &amp;amp; knee. Also wearing 5" heels. Girl you're going to get serious back problems when you're older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm bored of my hair already. I want to cut it. It's being such a pain in the ass that I'm so fed up of it. When it gets all frizzle up people thinks I cut my hair &amp;amp; I look good in it. Honestly speaking it's such a pain because I hate it being all over the place, it's messy but it looks nice but annoying. Hehe! That sums it all, I suit the messy hairstyle. Kekekeke! Perasannya! Anyways, I want to cut my hair as short as Rihanna. But if I did that I would look exactly like a boy already I walk like one, dress like one cutting my hair is going to make me one. Hmm! This calls for a closet change. Good! Because with all that shifting it gives me the excuse. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alrighty! I need to go. My contacts has runined my eyes now it pains like crap. Ergh! I don't know how am I going for training tomorrow. Hopefully I can wear it tomorrow. Hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Saa1rzr2BlI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Z7gYpPR759U/s1600-h/K530i1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 334px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Saa1rzr2BlI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Z7gYpPR759U/s320/K530i1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307128975115814482" 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/5663283537055267915-1698361608112242944?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/1698361608112242944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=1698361608112242944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1698361608112242944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1698361608112242944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/02/blunder.html' title='Blunder'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/Saa1rzr2BlI/AAAAAAAABJ0/Z7gYpPR759U/s72-c/K530i1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-5267412890455873709</id><published>2009-02-23T00:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T01:24:48.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I was tagged by the woman Cindle tai wan loo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;People who have been tagged must write their answers on their blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Tag 10 people to do this quiz and those who are tagged cannot refuse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;These people must state who they were tagged by and cannot tag the person whom they were tagged by.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Continue this game by sending it to other people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I tagged:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;~ Joann&lt;br /&gt;~ Louis&lt;br /&gt;~ Julian&lt;br /&gt;~ My brother&lt;br /&gt;~ Zhao&lt;br /&gt;~ Brenda&lt;br /&gt;~ Kitt Lei&lt;br /&gt;~ The other 3 is anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;01. What have you been doing recently ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;Chatting with syg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;02. Do you ever turn your cell phone off ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;03. What had happened at 10.00am today ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Some stupid sunday driver wanted to cut into my lane without putting a signal &amp;amp; nearly hit me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;04. When did you last cry ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Just now because I laugh so hard that I cried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;05. Believe in fate/destiny ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;06. What do you want in your life right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I just want my love ones &amp;amp; a decision to what degree that I want to do &amp;amp; won't regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;07. Do you carry an umbrella when it rains, or just put up your hood ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I carry an umbrella when I'm with my parents, I put my hood up when I'm wearing my hoodie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;08. What's your favourite thing to have on your bed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My babboon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;09. What bottom are you wearing now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My short pants&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;10. What's the nicest text in your inbox say ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sweet messages from Haler &amp;amp; syg &amp;amp; a birthday wish from my twice-divorce-stage-husband&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;11. Do you tend to make a relationship complicated ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I don't but it somehow ends up like that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;12. Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Nope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;13. What was the last movie you caught ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;14. What are you proud of ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My first semester results &amp;amp; of course that "fella" lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;15. What does the oldest message in your inbox says ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"I miss you like crazy every moment everyday"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;16. What was the last song you sang out loud ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I sung it just a few minutes ago but i forgot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;17. Do you have any nicknames ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes I do &amp;amp; it is none of your business to know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;18. What does your last received text message say ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My personal stuff you no need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;19. What time did you go to bed last night ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Wah! You my mother now ah! Even my mother never ask me that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;20. Are you currently happy ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;21. Who gives you the best advice ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I don't know, i think my mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;22. Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Oohh!! Yes! I love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;23. Who did you talk on phone last night ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;No one&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;24. Is anyone bugging you right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;At the moment no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;25. What/Who was the last thing/person to make you laugh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mr. Sequerah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;26. Do you wear toe socks ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hahaha! Is there such things? I should go buy it &amp;amp; do something to it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;27. Who was the last person you missed a call from ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;28. Have you ever had your heart broken ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Why? Are you going to mend it back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;29. What annoys you most in a person ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ignorant, snobbish people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;30. Do you have a crush on anyone ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes.. My dog!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;31. Have you ever done cocaine ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Oohh! Nope.. But I would love to try it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;32. What is the colour of your room ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;1 part of the wall is blue, the other is white&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;33. Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollars ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sorry but just for money is not worth it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;34. Do you believe in the saying of: talk is cheap ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Nope it never was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;35. Who was the last person to lie in your bed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My dog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;36. Who was the last person to hug you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Erm... Chris adam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;37. Did anyone see the last person you kissed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yeah! My uncle, my brother. my sister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;38. Do you have a life ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;No no I don't... Right now I'm writing with my ghost hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;39. Have you ever think someone died, when they really didn't die ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I dreamt but never thought&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;40. What is the reason behind your profile song ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I don't have a profile song you moron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;41. Who was the last person you saw in your dream ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;42. Last time you smiled ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Just now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;43. Have you changed this year ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Not this year but last year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;44. What are you listening right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Listening to the sounds of my aircond, fan &amp;amp; the keyboard as it goes "tap tap tap" as I type this out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;45. Are you talking to someone when you're doing this ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;46. Do you walk with your eyes opened or closed ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Depends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-size:78%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;47. Is there a quote you live by ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes! Never sit next to a man who looks unpleasant because he sure got B.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;48. Do you want someone you cannot have ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I got what I want &amp;amp; there's nothing I can ask for more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;49. Have you ever played an instrument ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Not "a" but many&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;50. What was the worst idea you've had in this week ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;None or I can't remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;51. What were you doing last night at 11pm ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I was sleeping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;52. Are you happy with your love life right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Definitely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;53. What song best describe your love life ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;"I can't smile without you" by barry manilow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;54. Does the person know that you like him/her ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Of course. If he doesn't I'll get him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;55. Who always make you laugh ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Too many people to be name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;56. Do you speak other language other than English ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;57. Favourite website(s) ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Can't say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;58. What's your middle name ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Can't tell you because not everyone knows it &amp;amp; I hate my middle name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;59. What are you doing tomorrow ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Go for classes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;60. What do you think you are like ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Egoistic, unpredictable&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;61. Who will you choose to die with ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I rather have the assurance that I'll die in peace &amp;amp; go to heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;62. Where have you been today ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My new home, church, nicky's hse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;63. What game do you play often ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Spider solitaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;64. Who are you missing right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The obvious..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;65. If you have to choose between friend and love, who will you choose ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;66. What are you doing right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Doing this tag, what else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;67. Which primary school are you from ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;SOme government school that even you wouldn't know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;68. Name 3 colours that you like ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Red, Black, White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;69. What emotion you like to show ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;70. What is your life to you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;A lot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;71. If you have something troubling you, what will you do ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Be moody the whole time or would blast it out at Rei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;72. Who did you last chat in msn today ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Syg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;73. Who do you admire most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Great football players &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;74. Which month are you born in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;November&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;75. How are you feeling right now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Sleepy &amp;amp; curious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;76. What is the time now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;o1o9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;77. What kind of person do you think the one who tagged you is ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;A sweetheart of all times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;78. What colour did you use to dye your hair ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Some brown colour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;79. Why are you doing this test ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Because the woman ask me too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;80. What do you do when you're moody ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lashed out at people who messes with me or I'll stare into space with my ipod stuck in the ears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;81. At which age you wish to get married ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;After 21 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;82. Who is more important to you ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Hahaha! This you can't know. I'm paranoid about this question especially to public&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;83. If today is the last day of your life, what will you do ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Not sure but I'll sure be all kelam-kabut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;84. Who is the person you trust the most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;85. Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after a rain ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Not always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;86. If you have a dream come true, what would it be ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;To marry him &amp;amp; have kids &amp;amp; be successful in life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;87. What is your goal for this year ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;pass my piano exam, decide what degree I want to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;88. Do you believe in eternity love ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes.. LIke the love for our family is eternity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;89. What feeling do you love most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Of being happy &amp;amp; taken &amp;amp; love for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;90. Do you really think it's global warming now ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes! Because everyday is getting hotter &amp;amp; i'm getting darker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;91. What feeling do you hate the most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Deceived &amp;amp; not trusted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;92. Do you cherish every single friendship of yours ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;If the person is worth for then yes our friendship would be cherish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;93. Do you believe in God ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Of course! HE is always there to protect &amp;amp; guide me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;94. Who cares for you most ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Parents, brother &amp;amp; syg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;95. What do you think is the most important thing in you life ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Right now is someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;96. What will you bring when you fight ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My fist &amp;amp; leg&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;97. What have you done regretted doing in your whole life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;For the past 18 year ++ I've done many I've regret but you don't need to know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;98. What would you feel if no one no longer cares for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Migrate to another country &amp;amp; start a new life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;99. What if your boyfriend/girlfriend two-timed you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Only he &amp;amp; I would know what happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;100. How do you feel now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Crazy &amp;amp; laughing at my drunk bf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-5267412890455873709?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/5267412890455873709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=5267412890455873709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5267412890455873709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5267412890455873709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/02/tagged.html' title='I was tagged by the woman Cindle tai wan loo'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-8646301877756367054</id><published>2009-02-21T01:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:49:57.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Horrible Schedule</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I've recently received a fixed timetable for my new &amp;amp; last semester &amp;amp; it sucks balls! I have classes on monday &amp;amp; saturday &amp;amp; that is only 1 class. Goodness! 1 class just for a day &amp;amp; we have to pay a parking ticket worth RM3 just for 1 bloody class. That RM3 parking ticket is worth for one whole bloody day &amp;amp; we have to buy it for 1 class. It's not like the college is cutting the price for parking ticket anyway &amp;amp; we're also paying through our noses for the course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid stupid stupid! Hate the schedule. On top of that I have the worst lecturer for CIT. She can barely the-speaking-english &amp;amp; we don't understand what she's mumbling. I can't blame her because english is not her mother tongue but please! We are in a damn college that only allow us to speak english, for goodness sake get your lecturers to speak proper english not some-kampung-never-learnt-english-fella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides that I've no idea why the college is so smart to put so many intakes into 1 bloody LAN subject class! 1 lecturer and a few hundred students in 1 class. Please use your brains because when to many students are in 1 class for sure that would be alot of noise thus preventing other students from learning. We payed money to be taught, promised even to give us a certain amount of attention in class hence making classes a small amount. So why the big class! Damn it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-8646301877756367054?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/8646301877756367054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=8646301877756367054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8646301877756367054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8646301877756367054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/02/horrible-schedule.html' title='Horrible Schedule'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-1777375983132740632</id><published>2009-02-19T16:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T16:19:30.409+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging from college</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's 4:05pm now. I've been in college since 8:40am. SO that means I've been in college for the past 6 hours! Omg! And classes are still not over yet. I've got another 2 hours more for class to finish &amp;amp; I burned my tongue whilst eating burning hot french fries. How did I ever burn my tongue because I was rushing. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My left thigh is aching like shit! And I'm driving a manual car which is going to ache like backside. Itself walking up the stairs is a pain in the butt. Ish! Class is starting so shall go to sleep now. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I shall now laugh my bum off at my lecturer who speaks english like she's just learning it. Oh god! Just like how she ask this question. "what issssss in-ternet?" She drags her sentences I don't why. So now we are all laughing a good laugh at how incapable of her to speak proper english in an english college. I shall mock the college on a later post. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toodlekins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-1777375983132740632?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/1777375983132740632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=1777375983132740632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1777375983132740632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1777375983132740632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/02/blogging-from-college.html' title='Blogging from college'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-5694374336148174186</id><published>2009-02-17T16:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T16:59:40.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Local Movies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My dislikes for our local movies has now been changed. I used to hate watching our local movies because it has the worst story line. Also too much drama &amp;amp; orang bergedik-gedik. Not only that the local drama shows are the worst. Just can't stand how stupid the shows were.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all this view changed after watching "pontianak harum sundal malam". That was the fantastic show &amp;amp; also "zombie kampung pisang". Oh damn! These 2 shows were the bomb. Especially the zombie kampung pisang. Just finish watching it. I laugh till my stomach hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local movies has yet again prove itself worthy to watch. Last time the only local film I would watch is the late P.Ramlee movies. "Nujum pak Belalang", "do re mi", " Bujang Lapok". Those were classic movies that I would never get tired of watching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah! Although there's a lot of political issues going around &amp;amp; yes there is some racism still in the country. But I just can't help admiring how much our local media has improved itself in film &amp;amp; music. Yes! I salute yall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday I hope I would be apart of the media too. =) *&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);font-size:78%;" &gt;dreams that I am unsure of fulfilling, knowing some circumstances&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-5694374336148174186?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/5694374336148174186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=5694374336148174186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5694374336148174186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5694374336148174186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/02/local-movies.html' title='Local Movies'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-8189264837839471128</id><published>2009-02-14T00:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-14T00:35:58.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY LOVEY DOVEY DAY PEOPLE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Now let's all spread the love for this day &amp;amp; show all your love ones how much they mean to you. It can be your parents, grandparents, husband, wife, friends, siblings. Go out &amp;amp; proclaim your love to everyone &amp;amp; anyone. It is a day of Love. So be lovely angels &amp;amp; share it with everyone. Show them how much love you have just for this special day of L-O-V-E. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SZWhFVy37wI/AAAAAAAABJk/C0f5D6u5FVE/s1600-h/Random+131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SZWhFVy37wI/AAAAAAAABJk/C0f5D6u5FVE/s320/Random+131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302321249420570370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Spread the love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-8189264837839471128?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/8189264837839471128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=8189264837839471128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8189264837839471128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8189264837839471128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentine.html' title='Valentine'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SZWhFVy37wI/AAAAAAAABJk/C0f5D6u5FVE/s72-c/Random+131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-944614053559913740</id><published>2009-02-09T13:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T13:53:49.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Looming Valentine</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My apologies for the lack of updates on the blog. It's been a busy month and also there was not much of an inspiration for me to blog too. So it's February. Ah! The lovey-dovey month of all couples &amp;amp; those who are in love. Some may not believe in Valentine but many do. Basically, it's immortalize by every celebration done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what are your Valentine's plan for this year? Moving on. Today is the last day of Chinese New Year also known as Chap Goh Mei. It means no more angpow. Luckily, I received my last 3 packets just the eve of Chap Goh. =D Prior to my greediness of receiving money during recession I got stuck in a lift for a good 10 mins. Jeez! It was an old lift &amp;amp; it was overweight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And my new &amp;amp; last semester has just started. So far so good. We got back Falahat as our lecturer. Whoopee! So it's going to be another awesome semester with newer lecturers too. Fun fun fun!! And just like the first semester, I'm back at training with MBPJ. Although these time the tournament won't be under them but under another's name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else what else..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall now officially announce I will be shifting house. Thus, the reason for the lack of updates too. Loving the new house but hate the fact that I shall thus be sharing a room again. Alright! That's about it. Here's some picture updates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_DNLgHYhI/AAAAAAAABIk/aYwmOBMEiBQ/s1600-h/DSC01115.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_DNLgHYhI/AAAAAAAABIk/aYwmOBMEiBQ/s320/DSC01115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300669917631570450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The new house&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_DNQWja7I/AAAAAAAABIs/FJyNEkI39Ak/s1600-h/DSC01175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_DNQWja7I/AAAAAAAABIs/FJyNEkI39Ak/s320/DSC01175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300669918933642162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The piggy with my shades&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_DNVXDv4I/AAAAAAAABI0/uhevAuH5DGk/s1600-h/DSC01186.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_DNVXDv4I/AAAAAAAABI0/uhevAuH5DGk/s320/DSC01186.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300669920277938050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ms. Kitt yet again at her job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_DNTv_q1I/AAAAAAAABI8/5MXYlqf-ExA/s1600-h/DSC01179.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_DNTv_q1I/AAAAAAAABI8/5MXYlqf-ExA/s320/DSC01179.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300669919845657426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;They love my shades so much that they even gave my hair a "face"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_DNttk-4I/AAAAAAAABJE/c43m9vJfB0o/s1600-h/DSC01204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_DNttk-4I/AAAAAAAABJE/c43m9vJfB0o/s320/DSC01204.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300669926814841730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The jersey loving syg &amp;amp; I at futsal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_D7iWyE6I/AAAAAAAABJM/96S8nhYc61M/s1600-h/DSC01214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_D7iWyE6I/AAAAAAAABJM/96S8nhYc61M/s320/DSC01214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300670714040423330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Dinner at Rakuzen which was awesome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_D7pD8yvI/AAAAAAAABJU/6_cYZbIr0DU/s1600-h/CNY+%2709+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_D7pD8yvI/AAAAAAAABJU/6_cYZbIr0DU/s320/CNY+%2709+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300670715840482034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The crazy cousin unite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_D73G5GBI/AAAAAAAABJc/KWRaZ7fusng/s1600-h/Swimming+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_D73G5GBI/AAAAAAAABJc/KWRaZ7fusng/s320/Swimming+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300670719610918930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lastly, swimming/photo sessions with dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-944614053559913740?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/944614053559913740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=944614053559913740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/944614053559913740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/944614053559913740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/02/looming-valentine.html' title='Looming Valentine'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SY_DNLgHYhI/AAAAAAAABIk/aYwmOBMEiBQ/s72-c/DSC01115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-7453823070838817594</id><published>2009-02-04T22:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-04T22:56:25.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>She's too young</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Sometimes I think that kids, teenagers, students shouldn't date. Especially girls. Because we all know the feminine species are so emotional. Somehow this can cause distress &amp;amp; sometimes suicide. I'm not saying is not wrong to date or have a boyfriend and all. I just feel that if we do date we shouldn't just pour out our heart &amp;amp; soul to just one guy. We're still young &amp;amp; there's many fish in the sea. So why only rely on 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean if the relationship is broken off guess who is the one suffers more. None other than the females. Surprise surprise! We females are so prone to emotional distress. We think &amp;amp; do things according to our feelings. Haven't you notice? We are much more sensitive compared to men. I'm not discriminating men here. Men are sensitive too just that they're very simple with things unlike the females. Who when depends on 1 guy alone, they really live &amp;amp; breathe on the guy's soul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do couples get into arguments? Many females blame the other sex for sparking the argument but have you ever wonder who prolongs the arguments? We! Females love prolonging arguments we just never forgive &amp;amp; forget easily unlike men. Now how I wish I was like a men. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Just joking&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's why dating at a young age &amp;amp; depending on 1 guy a real danger. If you're a student, when your relationship breaks off. Definitely your studies would be affected because your mind would always be with the guy or you would be moaning &amp;amp; crying about the break-up. Am i right? I'm speaking off school going females. It also applies to college &amp;amp; university students. As for older the females, well it does affect your work &amp;amp; all but unlike we younglings. The older people can handle it much more better because they're more matured but as we're still females. Well.. We still depend on our emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's a pro &amp;amp; con of dating. It just depend on how much you've poured into the relationship. This post only appeals to people who are giving their all into their relationship &amp;amp;/or have just broken up. But if you broke up with your guy because it was all infatuation. This post does not relate to you then. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-7453823070838817594?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/7453823070838817594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=7453823070838817594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7453823070838817594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7453823070838817594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/02/shes-too-young.html' title='She&apos;s too young'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-7757113362227816356</id><published>2009-02-02T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T13:42:18.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the past</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Falling has always been my trademark &amp;amp; also my "geeky" smile. Whenever I play especially went it involves running. I would definitely fall thus making my knees crooked from all those falling. Crazy I know! All those scars that scared the shit out of people but never me. Unless it states that I won't be able to run in the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well those were the days. Now I hardly fall until yesterday's game. No it wasn't exactly a fall more like I scrape my knee on the carpet grass whilst trying to save a goal. Yes! It was all due to futsal. That's why I hate carpet grass because it burns the skin but oh well the save was worth the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it now hurts like crazy because i've got an inflamed knee. Thank goodness college starts on thursday so I don't have to drive for the next few days because moving is like a chore. So it's back to being a bum but for a reason. Oh! I'm such a bum! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so loving the new timetable for college. Hopefully I can pull this last sem off like the first. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-7757113362227816356?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/7757113362227816356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=7757113362227816356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7757113362227816356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7757113362227816356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/02/back-to-past.html' title='Back to the past'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-3119153524281863803</id><published>2009-01-30T04:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T04:39:47.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Once upon a time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;All this while I've been pushing thoughts of you away,&lt;br /&gt;It took nearly apart of me to do that,&lt;br /&gt;To know that I'm only a passerby,&lt;br /&gt;Not meant to be someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You finally came to me,&lt;br /&gt;And make it known I was no passerby,&lt;br /&gt;I was actually someone,&lt;br /&gt;All this while you've been watching,&lt;br /&gt;And I never knew,&lt;br /&gt;I never told you that I wanted to be someone,&lt;br /&gt;That's because I did not want to be an egoist,&lt;br /&gt;I tried getting rid thoughts of being that someone,&lt;br /&gt;For years it took me,&lt;br /&gt;It finally went away,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then you came back,&lt;br /&gt;You finally said that I was actually someone,&lt;br /&gt;But it's too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it was nice to know,&lt;br /&gt;That I wasn't alone,&lt;br /&gt;And that I left an impression you,&lt;br /&gt;That simple "thanks",&lt;br /&gt;Was the most sweetest thing ever,&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I helped you,&lt;br /&gt;Through good &amp;amp; bad times,&lt;br /&gt;It payed off,&lt;br /&gt;Just that simple thanks,&lt;br /&gt;Has brought a lot of joy to my heart,&lt;br /&gt;Because I learned that I helped a friend,&lt;br /&gt;And I was appreciated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-3119153524281863803?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/3119153524281863803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=3119153524281863803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3119153524281863803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3119153524281863803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/once-upon-time.html' title='Once upon a time'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-3496671962743304386</id><published>2009-01-24T00:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T00:21:12.128+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brass Knuckles &amp; Mat Rempit Boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I was having a hilarious conversation with my dear brother, keith. As per usual I was updating my dear brother on life. So we were talking about an incident that happened recently. I won't disclose anything but it's really hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because of some small incident my syg came in his mat rempit timberland thick boots. Oh boy was I laughing so hard. What more my lil brother added some more by saying if he was there he would be with his brass knuckles. Picturing it now I am laughing so hard. What a combination! These 2 clowns I tell you. Both so small size both also come with protective gears. Come also to protect the bigger clown, my very own brother. Who is also another clown. Aiyo! These 3 guys I tell you. Really clowns la. That's why I love them to the max. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SXnuOXVuvSI/AAAAAAAABIU/2Eu-MUqAMHY/s1600-h/My+bday+112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SXnuOXVuvSI/AAAAAAAABIU/2Eu-MUqAMHY/s320/My+bday+112.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294524767501466914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Aww! I love my 3 clowns.They're awesome!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-3496671962743304386?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/3496671962743304386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=3496671962743304386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3496671962743304386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3496671962743304386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/brass-knuckles-mat-rempit-boots.html' title='Brass Knuckles &amp; Mat Rempit Boots'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SXnuOXVuvSI/AAAAAAAABIU/2Eu-MUqAMHY/s72-c/My+bday+112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-2834017489308382206</id><published>2009-01-23T20:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T20:16:22.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Over!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My exams are over! Yay! So nice! Just need that perfect holiday by the beach! Time to unwind &amp;amp; enjoy the next few days of holiday before it's back to routined days. Hmm! It feels so nice to not be studying. Not that I study much either. But who cares!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the holidays!! Yay!! Hmm.. Maybe I should plan a holiday by the beach. WAkakakka! PD would do. =) Anyone has a apartment I could rent? HEhehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2834017489308382206?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2834017489308382206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2834017489308382206' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2834017489308382206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2834017489308382206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-over.html' title='It&apos;s Over!'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-7442424796816712610</id><published>2009-01-21T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:10:56.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;My hands are itching to type but I don't know what to blog about. I'm suppose to be studying but i'm no nerd. I can't study all day long. Crazy! I've got 2 topics on my mind but I don't feel inspired to blog about it now. Besides it won't be polite to blog about either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so bored. My other half is busy with work. So no entertainment. My father is in Singapore staying on the 30th floor of some Swiss Hotel. Oh dang! It shudders when strong wind blows &amp;amp; the hotel has 60 floors. Woah! Crazy! I'm not staying in that hotel man. Too scary! No way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like doing something. But I can't! And Kitt has introduced me to more crappy movies. Lolz! Right Kitt! You and your gear stick &amp;amp; hand brake. Goodness, gracious me. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. Ok! I shall go find something to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-7442424796816712610?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/7442424796816712610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=7442424796816712610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7442424796816712610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7442424796816712610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-763173513151314896</id><published>2009-01-20T20:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T21:24:40.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Old memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Listening to toy soldiers-eminem. Oh the memories of an innocent mind. I use to be crazy over his songs. Eminem. Although it was depressing but somehow the songs soothe me. Oh yeah this song came out in 2005. How come I remembered? Haha! The memories created in that year cannot to be forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that year was a good &amp;amp; bad year. The year I matured &amp;amp; learned what was infatuation. The year I appreciated friendship. The year I had so many gold medals that I lost count. Oh it was memories. It was bitter sweet memories. I love that year come to think of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes Jo! You're part of that wonderful memory. You played a big part in it. Oh &amp;amp; Darren (not the cow) too. Both of you played so much part in that memory that I really miss yall when that song plays. It's the song of that year. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-520.friendster.com/e1/photos/02/54/20334520/19144468449118l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 340px; height: 255px;" src="http://photos-520.friendster.com/e1/photos/02/54/20334520/19144468449118l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This were we. Young, "innocent", funny people. The picture where Darren did not come on the last day thus missing out. William is now in the states. He &amp;amp; his piggy boxers. Aaron is busy with his YKLS. Ryan is with his wife the hookah (it's actually a shisha bong) which I am soon gonna try once he gives me the place where I can buy fragrant tobacco. Cindle is nowhere to be seen. I know she's in college with her girly boy2 no more yucky charles. As for Jo! Well she's here. Reading this right now. She's enjoying life with her 2 adorable classmates &amp;amp; soon we would be meeting up. As for Darren. His slowly rotting as far as I heard. Hahaha! But we're gonna meet up soon. So we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the times we had. Jamming when we're all suppose to be preparing for our "BIG" exams. PMR &amp;amp; SPM. Darren's depressing moments who not once got us all scared but all the time. And that "tengku" (mushroom in chinese) girl which cause havoc between friends. Haha! The memories man. I wonder if yall remembered all this moments. I know I did &amp;amp; I cherish it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-763173513151314896?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/763173513151314896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=763173513151314896' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/763173513151314896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/763173513151314896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/old-memories.html' title='Old memories'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-2239767056688635900</id><published>2009-01-20T20:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T20:24:30.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unthinkable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I did the most unthinkable thing today &amp;amp; signed myself up for the futsal club. *rofl* I don't know what came over me but since it was "sign yourself up into our club" week. I decided to sign myself up for futsal &amp;amp; maybe badminton too. *rofl again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so hilarious! The futsal club has only 7 people in it. So pathetic! But with me in it. It's 8 people. Hahaha! Oh well! Who cares! As long as I get to play futsal but then again! Oh my! Practices from 6-8p! Pai sei! By the time i reach home it'll be 9pm. Hopefully there won't be friday classes or friday classes is half day. But I wish it would be an off day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another mundane note. I think I'm going to fail my damn IT paper. Oh dang! I hate this! Hopefully my QMS paper I would just ngam-ngam pass so that I don't have to resit or I'm dead meat. And hopefully next semester which is in 2 weeks time would have as good a lecturer like the first semester. Hopefully. *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! Gotta start studying for Business now. Hopefully I'll be the top student again for this subject. Lolz! So perasan la I. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2239767056688635900?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2239767056688635900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2239767056688635900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2239767056688635900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2239767056688635900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/unthinkable.html' title='Unthinkable'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-887592892475986616</id><published>2009-01-18T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-18T22:50:38.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No eye-dear</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Life's been good so far. Everything is going great. Will be having semester 2 exams tomorrow. Hopefully I can maintain the grades I  had for last semester but I highly doubt it. Apart from that, I'm making a new move although I don't really like the distance from the other half but I have to make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm! Futsal's been great. Game improving but still not there. Why am I not there yet? Because I'm too lazy to  trained. Me &amp;amp; my lazy bum. Well throughout the new year been sleeping like a pig. Go back, come back from anywhere all I do is sleep, on laptop, eat, shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else? Oh i'm finally enjoying using a manual car although it can't be as fast as the vios. But as long as I have a ride to go to and fro from college. I'm good! Now my wireless (laptop) is being a bitch. It gets disconnected from time to time. Cibai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that life have not been a bitch. It's treating me good. ; ) Better than expected. Hopefully it'll maintain till the end of the year. A great year. Changes were made last year, looks like this year it's just maintaining what changes was made. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-887592892475986616?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/887592892475986616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=887592892475986616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/887592892475986616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/887592892475986616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/no-eye-dear.html' title='No eye-dear'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-5203759786173209325</id><published>2009-01-14T10:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T10:37:17.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New year's resolution?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I did not come up with a new year's resolution yet but seeing from the start of day 1 of the new year. I think it's going to be a roller-coaster ride of crazy, whacky, outrageous teenage stuff i'll be doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It'll be my last year to be considered a teenager before the "teen" in my age would be replace by a bigger number of "two". So let's have fun &amp;amp; be the boisterous teenager that you &amp;amp; I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First stop, I'm thinking of getting my navel pierced. Still thinking..&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I'm not getting any tattoo, yet.&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I'm going to pimp my ride.. *so jealous of my bf's rides i tell you*&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, I need new clothes for my old ones are dropping like crazy from my ass.&lt;br /&gt;Fifth, I'm going to score awesome marks for my exams &amp;amp; also have fun doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: I'm no straight A's student &amp;amp; i'm no nerd. I have a life &amp;amp; my life does not depend on studying unlike lifeless straight A's student who only studies &amp;amp; do things by the books &amp;amp; not by common sense. *note: Yes! I'm insulting all lifeless straight A's students but not the one that has a life*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So those are my new 5 things of the year. Yes Jo! I'm being the boisterous me again back when we were in school. =D Remember those days. HAha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-5203759786173209325?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/5203759786173209325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=5203759786173209325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5203759786173209325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5203759786173209325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-years-resolution.html' title='New year&apos;s resolution?'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-7344001848732018469</id><published>2009-01-12T21:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T21:24:11.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chubby Cheeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SWtDJbiQvII/AAAAAAAABIA/PHD_pIkSMPY/s1600-h/22042007429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SWtDJbiQvII/AAAAAAAABIA/PHD_pIkSMPY/s320/22042007429.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290396016566123650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;From this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SWtDJSTP_ZI/AAAAAAAABH4/fj-qXev4spk/s1600-h/DSC00998.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SWtDJSTP_ZI/AAAAAAAABH4/fj-qXev4spk/s320/DSC00998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290396014087241106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;To this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I miss my chubby cheeks. I look so cute when I was chubby now I look like some sick fella. Really I do! Dang! ='( I tried growing fat again but it does not seem to work. Hmm! Dumb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-7344001848732018469?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/7344001848732018469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=7344001848732018469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7344001848732018469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7344001848732018469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/chubby-cheeks.html' title='Chubby Cheeks'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SWtDJbiQvII/AAAAAAAABIA/PHD_pIkSMPY/s72-c/22042007429.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-5335292754069015964</id><published>2009-01-11T00:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T11:12:06.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Night is still young</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Although the night is still young but parents are still old fashion. Yes! You may laugh your butt off but my parents are still the "no kids should stay out so late" type of parents. But as long as we know they are worried about our whereabouts we know they still love us. =D Cheh! So perasan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was the brother's sweet sixteen small gathering at a korean restaurant. The food was alright, still prefer the one in Hartamas. After dinner with the family we then adjourned to pick his friend's gf then to syg's then to OUG for shisha. =) Oh! Goodness how I miss shisha &amp;amp; it was hillarious seeing the first timers trying it out. They're one bunch of hillarious kids. There's was even one point where they ask "Eh! How you blow so much smoke wan?" or "Eh.. eh! I want teach me how you blow through your nose" Haha! So funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun. Fun because they are funny, fun because it was nice to have a really nice bunch of people, fun because I manage to shisha &amp;amp; fun because it is fun lo. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-5335292754069015964?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/5335292754069015964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=5335292754069015964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5335292754069015964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5335292754069015964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/night-is-still-young.html' title='Night is still young'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-176518703774023746</id><published>2009-01-10T16:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-10T16:53:00.949+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Worst day of the whole god-damn semester &amp;amp; week. *fullstop*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-176518703774023746?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/176518703774023746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=176518703774023746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/176518703774023746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/176518703774023746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/friday.html' title='Friday'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-173474509305737271</id><published>2009-01-07T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T06:57:00.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanks ya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As the days of the new month passes by I'm beginning to like the new year. New things, new knowledge, new inner secrets, new characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was all thanks to you. You have done wonders &amp;amp; making me realize what I've been missing out all this while &amp;amp; I thank you for that. I know you know you have apologize somehow or rather I accept it &amp;amp; well I won't apologize for the second approached but for the first which was more like an outburst rather than an approached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well what can I say, thanks ya! You just lighten my path &amp;amp; now I can see the real characters of both of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-173474509305737271?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/173474509305737271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=173474509305737271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/173474509305737271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/173474509305737271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/thanks-ya.html' title='Thanks ya'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-1242749220623108201</id><published>2009-01-05T20:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T20:55:47.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's nerding time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's the first day of college after 2 weeks. Hmm! I can't say I miss college &amp;amp; I can't say I miss the holidays either. But I can say is that I miss all you crazy fellas &amp;amp; obviously the piggy isn't back from Iran. So he's the only lost one. Dumb dumb!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what can I say! First day of college must pass up assignments on friday, QMS exam this friday, debate on friday, ITB presentation this friday. Woah! So many things on friday. By friday we shall all be free of assignments &amp;amp; shall be prepared for exams then it's time to collect ang pow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should take a holiday by the beach during that time. Hmm! That would be a nice treat from the hustle &amp;amp; bustle of city life. Would be awesomely cool since it's been awhile I've been to the beach &amp;amp; maybe I can get good shots. Awesome! That would be a double treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright it's time to hit the books, right! So gotta go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers people. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-1242749220623108201?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/1242749220623108201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=1242749220623108201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1242749220623108201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1242749220623108201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/its-nerding-time.html' title='It&apos;s nerding time'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-8229068687479744760</id><published>2009-01-04T20:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T21:20:33.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yippee doo dah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Well all I want to say that i'm happy &amp;amp; contented. I finally made the approached &amp;amp; can now see what you guys meant by it. All these while I've been blinded by a mere mask but now the lid has come off &amp;amp; tada you get to see the contents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So well I'm happy &amp;amp; some people aren't but what do I care. That's their life, if i'm the cause of their sad pathetic life. Well congratulations to me, I've done myself proud by finally doing something I dreaded doing. =) Thanks all for your support. I'm grateful to it although it was rather.. hmmph.. how do I put it.. Hmm.. Very pariah like to do it. But I'm thankful I did it. I'm not bothered about whether you like us or not from now on because it's your life, you do whatever with it. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it. Oh I just found out I've got readers who were my friends but I didn't know they read my blog. And they seem to be "stalking" my life. How interesting to be doing something so lowly. Haha! My goodness! If you don't like what I'm writing just press the little X button on the top right hand of the window. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers munchkins!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-8229068687479744760?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/8229068687479744760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=8229068687479744760' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8229068687479744760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8229068687479744760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/yippee-doo-dah.html' title='Yippee doo dah'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-3801038140557501812</id><published>2009-01-03T09:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T09:52:17.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>College = Losers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm beggining to think that college are for losers. Why you may ask. Here's the thing. You wasted 13 years of your life on education. The minute you reach 5 you're asked to learned the most sinful thing in life.. That is EDUCATION &amp;amp; then you learn the bad word.. STUDY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;*This is gonna be a lame post. So if you feel like reading it carry on if not I think you should leave before you think i'm going nuts.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So I just got up from bed right &amp;amp; I was thinking if you're smart enough you don't have to go to college. You can start your own business right now. You already have 13 years of education. What else do you need? Another 5 years &amp;amp; for what reason? To waste your bloody money!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People always ask you so what course are you going to take in college. If you know what course you're taking they would say congratz. If you don't know what course you're taking they would say your future is doom because you don't know what you want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well let me correct this statement &amp;amp; say. If you're going to college, you're the loser because you don't know how to be responsible of your own life &amp;amp; you need more guidance for you to do that. IN this case you're the BIG BABY!. If you're not going to college &amp;amp; you're working, you're brilliant because you're being dependent by making your own money. You have now earn yourself a certificate of independence! But if you're not working &amp;amp; still contemplating on what to do with your life. I say take your time but anyhow you're a damn loser. Go find yourself a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's my lame post. This topic is debatable still &amp;amp; someday I would love to debate on it. To conclude I'm a Loser myself for going to college. That's because my over-achieved, straight A's student, headmaster son's father thinks college is for SMART kids where you MUST study so you CAN go overseas to MAKE a LIVING. So here I am being one of the many losers. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe me you don't have to go to college to be smart. Look at bill gates &amp;amp; the successful people in this world. Most of them did not complete school &amp;amp; look where they are. The wealthiest, honourable people in the world. Now beat that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;PS: You don't need to be rich to be able to go on fantastic vacations. You can always be poor &amp;amp; save up so you enjoy your vacation. Everything &amp;amp; anything is possible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-3801038140557501812?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/3801038140557501812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=3801038140557501812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3801038140557501812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3801038140557501812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/college-losers.html' title='College = Losers'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-1104972926634744097</id><published>2009-01-02T10:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T10:31:00.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;Real sorry for the 1 day late happy new year wish. I had a pretty bad start to it but a brilliant ending to the first day of the year. But let's forget the bad &amp;amp; remember the good, shall we.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But my task for the new year is still not done. Certain issues shall be dealt with soon &amp;amp; I hope pretty soon before college starts. So we can both go back to our cosy life's together &amp;amp; you shall be out of the picture for good. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys &amp;amp; gals..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-1104972926634744097?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/1104972926634744097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=1104972926634744097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1104972926634744097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1104972926634744097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2009/01/welcome-2009.html' title='Welcome 2009'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-4332174591401310280</id><published>2008-12-31T09:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T10:36:03.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'Mat tinggal 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So everybody's title for their blog on wishing goodbye 2008 is no other than "goodbye 2008". So I thought of doing my title in malay. Just for fun. After all we are living in MALAYsia. =) But this post would be in english.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 2008 has been a big change. It's the year where everyone of the year '90 is legal. Able to enter club legally and not with fake IDs. Able to even by 4D. Also able to drink liquor/beer legally. You see what difference it is being 18. Also getting into college &amp;amp; having assignments given to you &amp;amp; not homework. Also meaning that you weren't be getting long nov/dec holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, i'm happy for 2008. It changed me a lot but i'm still the same person. So here's to 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;It's yet again another closing to the year.&lt;br /&gt;Many things has come &amp;amp; gone.&lt;br /&gt;Many new acquaintance was made.&lt;br /&gt;And many memories created.&lt;br /&gt;Some are beautiful &amp;amp; some are ugly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People have come &amp;amp; gone.&lt;br /&gt;But many has stayed.&lt;br /&gt;New relationships were created.&lt;br /&gt;And old ones cast away.&lt;br /&gt;Yet again a new year would begin.&lt;br /&gt;And the old one would only be a memory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A memory that can't be erased.&lt;br /&gt;Unless wanted too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is it the end of Year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;A year that was so full of surprises.&lt;br /&gt;It still is &amp;amp; it will still continue to surprise me till the end of it.&lt;br /&gt;Some surprises are superb.&lt;br /&gt;Some aren't.&lt;br /&gt;But that's the cycle of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year 2008 has taught me many things.&lt;br /&gt;It is also the year where my own decisions come in handy.&lt;br /&gt;It is the year where I started a new tradition for myself.&lt;br /&gt;A year that probably gave me a new career.&lt;br /&gt;A year that made me do the biggest mistake, that was to trust YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But a sweet memory to contain.&lt;br /&gt;Is the year that brought him to me.&lt;br /&gt;Also a year that brought a mere hobby into something big.&lt;br /&gt;This is it.&lt;br /&gt;A year full of new beginnings &amp;amp; dreadful endings.&lt;br /&gt;Of hope &amp;amp; changes.&lt;br /&gt;Of believing in wrong people &amp;amp; trusting things that aren't real.&lt;br /&gt;It is the year 2008.&lt;br /&gt;A year of sweet &amp;amp; bitter memories.&lt;br /&gt;A year of change.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; definitely a year that brought a lot of differences in my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So long 2008.&lt;br /&gt;You're a good/bad year.&lt;br /&gt;You taught me who my real friends are. (sort off)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you taught me well on never judging a book by its cover&lt;br /&gt;or looks can be deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;Although I learnt it the hard way.&lt;br /&gt;But at least now I know. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you &amp;amp; goodbye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVrU-0uXcoI/AAAAAAAABHY/3d4LJ79GltY/s1600-h/n721852820_1659383_5.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVrU-0uXcoI/AAAAAAAABHY/3d4LJ79GltY/s320/n721852820_1659383_5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285771288442794626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-4332174591401310280?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/4332174591401310280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=4332174591401310280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/4332174591401310280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/4332174591401310280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/mat-tinggal-2008.html' title='&apos;Mat tinggal 2008'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVrU-0uXcoI/AAAAAAAABHY/3d4LJ79GltY/s72-c/n721852820_1659383_5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-8324465126286427668</id><published>2008-12-29T12:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-29T12:55:50.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007 &amp; 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;This year was a tad different. I did up a resolution which I achieved 93% of it. Considering good on my records because it is my first time drawing up a resolution. Cool! So I said I wanted to get a tattoo. But I think I shall put that aside for now &amp;amp; wait till i'm 21 to really decide whether I should do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 29th. So that'll be 2 days away from a brand new day. Today's post is only the appetizer. The main course would be in either tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last christmas I had a BIG open house for my own house &amp;amp; these year it was a mini open house with only loved ones. It was alright, I won't say it is awesome but alright. Last new year I went to A' Famosa with the Pinto's. These year it would be with the Karuppiah's. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compare &amp;amp; contrast these year &amp;amp; last. I say these year is a little quiet. Not much celebration but still meaningful. That is because these year is different. I no longer go to secondary but to college. I no longer have long holidays but short ones which is ruined by assignments. Unlike last year, this year I got someone to share the holidays with. Which is something new &amp;amp; a change for me &amp;amp; to everyone who knows me, am I right people? =D Unlike last year, this year I'm driving around from one place to another for the holidays picking &amp;amp; sending my cousin &amp;amp; going out with the family &amp;amp; also drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i'm making a new resolution yet again. A new improvement for the new year. Hopefully this time I can make it a 100% instead of a 93% success. Well i'm glad this year was a change. Although i'm still the old, crazy, whacky, kinky me. I may change to be much more feminine due to some person but I still hate wearing &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HEELS &amp;amp; MAKE UP &amp;amp; HANDBAGS&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;. =D I told you i'm the still the old me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVhXL1-_jiI/AAAAAAAABHI/RHAYyl3nMcU/s1600-h/DSC01049.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVhXL1-_jiI/AAAAAAAABHI/RHAYyl3nMcU/s320/DSC01049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285070023700745762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;I'M STILL ME! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVhXMKEeVGI/AAAAAAAABHQ/EEc1drBFOhA/s1600-h/DSC00998.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVhXMKEeVGI/AAAAAAAABHQ/EEc1drBFOhA/s320/DSC00998.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285070029092443234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;WITH MUCH LONGER HAIR &amp;amp; SKINNIER..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-8324465126286427668?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/8324465126286427668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=8324465126286427668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8324465126286427668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8324465126286427668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/2007-2008.html' title='2007 &amp; 2008'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVhXL1-_jiI/AAAAAAAABHI/RHAYyl3nMcU/s72-c/DSC01049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-1252750534572343131</id><published>2008-12-28T17:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-28T18:12:39.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Compliments of the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Christmas was long overdue but the season is still not. We've got till epiphany, more presents still to come. =) OOhh! Presents! So the christmas spirit started on the 23rd. I know it's kinda late/early but what the heck. So it was cousin's outing on the 23rd then it was back to last minute preperations on the 24th. Then off to mass for christmas vigil after that to DJ's for drinks &amp;amp; lepak. Christmas came &amp;amp; gone like nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch at godma's (pathetic lunch I dare say), then it was tea at syg's then it was dinner at home. So basically, it was more of a drink &amp;amp; drive christmas. Nothing much but it was fine. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then it was party at Kim's. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt; New years is in a few days. New resolutions, new things, new look, new year! Looking forward to more holidays. =D.. That's all! Stay tune to the wrap up of 2008 &amp;amp; the beginning of 2009. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVdQz13wiFI/AAAAAAAABG4/mZjf1LqCpeY/s1600-h/Christmas+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVdQz13wiFI/AAAAAAAABG4/mZjf1LqCpeY/s320/Christmas+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284781539307063378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Merry Christmas all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVdQz12h44I/AAAAAAAABHA/4Xa4lR9ka9w/s1600-h/DSC01028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVdQz12h44I/AAAAAAAABHA/4Xa4lR9ka9w/s320/DSC01028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284781539301909378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Yes! Sarah is in a dress!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-1252750534572343131?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/1252750534572343131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=1252750534572343131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1252750534572343131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1252750534572343131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/compliments-of-season.html' title='Compliments of the Season'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SVdQz13wiFI/AAAAAAAABG4/mZjf1LqCpeY/s72-c/Christmas+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-7082940407132979295</id><published>2008-12-22T18:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T18:11:58.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A crazzeee day with the doink</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;As promise kim came over for a swim. Actually the main reason was to have my mum's pasta which she misses. Hmm! I miss your mum's loh shi fan too. She came ate whatever she can of my mum's cooking then off we went to bathe in the sun. It was loads of fun &amp;amp; laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I'm feeling so cold for staying way too long in the pool &amp;amp; it was freezing cold. So here's some pictures to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ps: You really do have some cheek for posting that PM. I won't say anything for it isn't I who would be crying at the end of the day but you. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9mrag5ggI/AAAAAAAABGQ/fRERKvQmzTY/s1600-h/Random+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9mrag5ggI/AAAAAAAABGQ/fRERKvQmzTY/s320/Random+060.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282553783966597634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9mrSVBciI/AAAAAAAABGI/q0TEXRXHgWc/s1600-h/Random+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9mrSVBciI/AAAAAAAABGI/q0TEXRXHgWc/s320/Random+078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282553781769302562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9ngUpntYI/AAAAAAAABGY/5Ql66hPSWNU/s1600-h/Random+109.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9ngUpntYI/AAAAAAAABGY/5Ql66hPSWNU/s320/Random+109.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282554692925633922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9mquU_bBI/AAAAAAAABF4/teAMJqFGxsw/s1600-h/Random+050.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9mquU_bBI/AAAAAAAABF4/teAMJqFGxsw/s320/Random+050.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282553772105493522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9mq0rCweI/AAAAAAAABGA/SnkVJNMbk2o/s1600-h/Random+053.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; 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width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9ngjNv8-I/AAAAAAAABGg/Oi6ch5EWHRs/s320/Random+102.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282554696835265506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9ngzuIsII/AAAAAAAABGw/p0NwO-71yfw/s1600-h/Random+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9ngzuIsII/AAAAAAAABGw/p0NwO-71yfw/s320/Random+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282554701266071682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9ngxxBlWI/AAAAAAAABGo/LC_khW5PdOg/s1600-h/Random+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9ngxxBlWI/AAAAAAAABGo/LC_khW5PdOg/s320/Random+116.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282554700741317986" 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/5663283537055267915-7082940407132979295?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/7082940407132979295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=7082940407132979295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7082940407132979295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7082940407132979295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/crazzeee-day-with-doink.html' title='A crazzeee day with the doink'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SU9mrag5ggI/AAAAAAAABGQ/fRERKvQmzTY/s72-c/Random+060.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-7435549275694264993</id><published>2008-12-21T18:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-21T18:26:50.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Drinking, Dancing, Laughing, Weddings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Last night was so much fun. It was well worth it to look forward to Debbie's wedding. We had loads of fun. Good company, horrible drinks, ok food, excellent band, awesome couple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a night full of horrible liquor &amp;amp; beer, dance, dance &amp;amp; more dance, loads of laughter &amp;amp; it ended perfectly(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slightly perfect&lt;/span&gt;). Pictures would be up soon. Once i'm not lazy &amp;amp; once the other pictures are up on fb. Probably it'll take a few days or a week or two. Who cares! Christmas is around the corner. The Christmas spirit is not all there but there is some. Let's see what happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Lynn is back! Hooraay! Ok! Lynn is my cousin's cousin. So basically we are cousins by marriage &amp;amp; she's my partner in crime whenever we are out together with our cousin. This is because we are the only 2 younger ones amongst the group. So we click! Good to have her back, hope to have many more good times with her &amp;amp; maybe more drinking sessions. ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-7435549275694264993?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/7435549275694264993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=7435549275694264993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7435549275694264993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/7435549275694264993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/drinking-dancing-laughing-weddings.html' title='Drinking, Dancing, Laughing, Weddings'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-1683132082947155808</id><published>2008-12-20T08:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T08:57:05.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Under the weather</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Apologies on the lack of updates recently. I've been feeling under the weather lately. Still am though but since I'm up early &amp;amp; nothing to do I shall blog. Besides today I got to put on a healthy face so I can go to Debbie's wedding dinner. Since I'm not allowed to go for the wedding mass. ='(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what have been really happening lately. Hmph! Well first of all the hyperness was lost for a few days because my boy-toy (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dis is wad kitt lei always call&lt;/span&gt;) was really ill. Not to mention I fell sick in the process of being worried too. Grreeaattt! I think the shisha got us la. So no more shisha! Dang! I'm sure going to miss it. Anyways, back to the post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on monday I received this call from the Long lost Louis Yap asking me where am I. Guess what? He &amp;amp; Julian came over to see me. Awww! So sweet! I guess they heard me screaming for Rm10 top-up &amp;amp; i'm sick so I can't go out. Lol! So this 2 oh-so-sweet people came over &amp;amp; we went round &amp;amp; round to decide where should we go. Finally, we decided to go to my swimming pool area to chill. Aww! It was so nice having you guys there. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ps: See Louis I told you I would blog about you guys. Although it was delayed. ; )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Then on tuesday &amp;amp; wednesday not much news only I got an MC for 2 days. Although it was really not much difference because.. I got my reasons. So thursday back to school. Had a blast! Manage to tickle the hearts of the people again by pulling stupid jokes &amp;amp; running here &amp;amp; there. Yes! Yes! I know i'm not fully recovered.. So what the heck. =) Friday was not much either. Just that I pulled a quite stupid joke on the teacher that Sharmila, if she had a car would ram me down with it. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's Saturday. I'm getting better, my body is still detoxing &amp;amp; my boy-toy is much better. Guess what! It's Debbie's wedding today! I don't know why I'm so happy but I am! I'm suppose to come with a jester suit for her to church since I can't come for mass. Hehe! I'm excuse! Too bad for Debbie. =D Hehe! Next time we would have lil Debbie sotongs &amp;amp; dinesh running around. ;) Anyways, Last saturday was macho &amp;amp; corrinne's wedding. Oh damn! They look so pretty! I mean Corrinne look so pretty by I don't have a picture of her. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's some pictures over the week..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxAET-e5TI/AAAAAAAABEg/LAOShq3wgqI/s1600-h/DSC00849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxAET-e5TI/AAAAAAAABEg/LAOShq3wgqI/s320/DSC00849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281666905824748850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;K&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;itt always spamming my phone with her pictures. Currently her pictures are more than the Bf. Pfft!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxAEgexgAI/AAAAAAAABEo/I8GFgxuliqw/s1600-h/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxAEgexgAI/AAAAAAAABEo/I8GFgxuliqw/s320/DSC00824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281666909181411330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cute lil Kitt &amp;amp; half of my face. Fail photographer la u Kitt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxAEtZM6LI/AAAAAAAABEw/0r_EEvzX97Q/s1600-h/DSC00853.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxAEtZM6LI/AAAAAAAABEw/0r_EEvzX97Q/s320/DSC00853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281666912647702706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Piggy &amp;amp; sharmila &amp;amp; part of my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxAFJ25G7I/AAAAAAAABE4/L_3teo5VLAk/s1600-h/DSC00857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxAFJ25G7I/AAAAAAAABE4/L_3teo5VLAk/s320/DSC00857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281666920288426930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;At Eugene &amp;amp; Corrinne's Wedding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxAFZ5rZWI/AAAAAAAABFA/__yxomibqDE/s1600-h/DSC00860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxAFZ5rZWI/AAAAAAAABFA/__yxomibqDE/s320/DSC00860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281666924595078498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Cik Minah &amp;amp; Pak Indon&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxBtvz2H5I/AAAAAAAABFI/t8v0QbBgS8M/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxBtvz2H5I/AAAAAAAABFI/t8v0QbBgS8M/s320/DSC00862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281668717182590866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ah! Macho-macho man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxBtw992XI/AAAAAAAABFQ/TOq1ExnHdO8/s1600-h/DSC00863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxBtw992XI/AAAAAAAABFQ/TOq1ExnHdO8/s320/DSC00863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281668717493475698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ala! So handshome! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxBuMb0WtI/AAAAAAAABFY/f1qVeL0nw7I/s1600-h/DSC00878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxBuMb0WtI/AAAAAAAABFY/f1qVeL0nw7I/s320/DSC00878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281668724866439890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Even Rio the dog also wanna pose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxBudaWG8I/AAAAAAAABFg/HWZJDx0GbQ8/s1600-h/DSC00985.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxBudaWG8I/AAAAAAAABFg/HWZJDx0GbQ8/s320/DSC00985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281668729423666114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My messy plate of mushrooms and bits of mash potato and chicken. My brotha was fascinated by the amount of mushrooms I've not touched yet. So after he took the picture I immediately gobbled it all down before he could touch it. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxBusDxLPI/AAAAAAAABFo/fWN76D_YBf8/s1600-h/DSC00987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxBusDxLPI/AAAAAAAABFo/fWN76D_YBf8/s320/DSC00987.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281668733355502834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lunch at Souled Out with the family.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-1683132082947155808?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/1683132082947155808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=1683132082947155808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1683132082947155808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1683132082947155808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/under-weather.html' title='Under the weather'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUxAET-e5TI/AAAAAAAABEg/LAOShq3wgqI/s72-c/DSC00849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-5190345228423772604</id><published>2008-12-17T00:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T00:55:39.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;To those who knows i've not been myself lately. Well I AM BACK!! Hehehe.. Yes.. Yes! I know the hyperness died recently but it's back again. Let's hope it is not a short lived joy. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So stay tune to more look alike sarah smileys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUfdZQ9mDEI/AAAAAAAABEY/du5M3ZxYBAo/s1600-h/sarah%27s+looalike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 63px; height: 54px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUfdZQ9mDEI/AAAAAAAABEY/du5M3ZxYBAo/s320/sarah%27s+looalike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280432514234977346" 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/5663283537055267915-5190345228423772604?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/5190345228423772604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=5190345228423772604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5190345228423772604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5190345228423772604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SUfdZQ9mDEI/AAAAAAAABEY/du5M3ZxYBAo/s72-c/sarah%27s+looalike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-1046706820568237102</id><published>2008-12-14T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T18:15:31.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cons of dating Hot Shots (guys)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So here I am blogging about the Cons of Dating famous guy Hot Shots . Whether it is celebrities or the not-so average joe or your the famous (looks) guy in your school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;#1 The ultimate no.1. Chicks would be all over them. They would do anything &amp;amp; everything just for this guys. Even ask them to lick their boots clean would they do that. Basically, their self dignity is nowhere to be seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2 You always need to face with Hate mails from chicks who just loves this guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3 You need to always put your stand in where's your place. Like you need to tell them who's the boss! Or who's the Girlfriend in that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4 You can never believe whether your boy is flirting with the next door neighbour or any other girl in that matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5 You must always match up to the standards of your boy whether it is the looks or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ok! This about what I can think of. When I come up with more I'll post it up. Till then.. Toodles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;PS: I fucking hate people who do not respect anothers' privacy. Really I do! I've kena twice! And really eventhough it's not my right to HIT that person but actually I do because i'm passing a message to the "named" receiver not another person. So yeah! I do have the right. So FUCK YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-1046706820568237102?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/1046706820568237102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=1046706820568237102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1046706820568237102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1046706820568237102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/cons-of-dating-hot-shots-guys.html' title='Cons of dating Hot Shots (guys)'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-2713356275027303724</id><published>2008-12-12T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:55:21.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Em va inferno</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I'M TAKING THE EXPRESWAY TO HELL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2713356275027303724?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2713356275027303724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2713356275027303724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2713356275027303724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2713356275027303724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/em-va-inferno.html' title='Em va inferno'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-4650274756101076690</id><published>2008-12-08T20:21:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:37:54.707+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Of birthday cakes &amp; december</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Here's a short post about december babies.&lt;br /&gt;First of all Happy Birthday to all december babies.&lt;br /&gt;To dearest Kukong &amp;amp; Syg, Happy birthday!&lt;br /&gt;Many returns of the day.&lt;br /&gt;As for upcoming birthdays.&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my granduncles were down from singapore.&lt;br /&gt;Since we rarely get to see them &amp;amp; it was my granduncles birthday&lt;br /&gt;so we decided to celebrate it.&lt;br /&gt;So it was a night full of laughter &amp;amp; food, food &amp;amp; more food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then yesterday was syg's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;Went over his place to drop his gift.&lt;br /&gt;Only to stay at his place for cakes &amp;amp; shisha.&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm... I miss shisha!&lt;br /&gt;I do wonder why I stop for some ridiculous reason.&lt;br /&gt;Shisha.. Mmmm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's about it. See pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-17bJP0HI/AAAAAAAABEQ/_yV8vtOj5pM/s1600-h/Russell+syg.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-17bJP0HI/AAAAAAAABEQ/_yV8vtOj5pM/s320/Russell+syg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278137320804962418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My handsome boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-1t1-_niI/AAAAAAAABEA/F7SZQKTMEaw/s1600-h/DSC00445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-1t1-_niI/AAAAAAAABEA/F7SZQKTMEaw/s320/DSC00445.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278137087491546658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My awesome kukong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-1tbRVy-I/AAAAAAAABD4/7VRiRMB2sgg/s1600-h/DSC00981.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-1tbRVy-I/AAAAAAAABD4/7VRiRMB2sgg/s320/DSC00981.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278137080320740322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;The taste of shisha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-1tRBJwGI/AAAAAAAABDw/FQENbv4JWgo/s1600-h/DSC00975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-1tRBJwGI/AAAAAAAABDw/FQENbv4JWgo/s320/DSC00975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278137077568487522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Savouring the taste of it.. Mmm! Honey dew with mint..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-1tANNI3I/AAAAAAAABDo/hamegXsmZz0/s1600-h/DSC00977.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-1tANNI3I/AAAAAAAABDo/hamegXsmZz0/s320/DSC00977.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278137073055638386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Volcano erupting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-0hm4NVwI/AAAAAAAABDg/wSION21JXu0/s1600-h/DSC00973.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-0hm4NVwI/AAAAAAAABDg/wSION21JXu0/s320/DSC00973.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278135777766496002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Steamer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-0hUWEiYI/AAAAAAAABDY/1zqkPrJEixI/s1600-h/DSC00970.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-0hUWEiYI/AAAAAAAABDY/1zqkPrJEixI/s320/DSC00970.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278135772791474562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;On cloud 9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-0hGuj-FI/AAAAAAAABDQ/UwWFOv_P8KE/s1600-h/DSC00703.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-0hGuj-FI/AAAAAAAABDQ/UwWFOv_P8KE/s320/DSC00703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278135769136101458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My smart ass cousin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-0g9fUAwI/AAAAAAAABDI/wBIY8AJ95O4/s1600-h/DSC00702.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-0g9fUAwI/AAAAAAAABDI/wBIY8AJ95O4/s320/DSC00702.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278135766656221954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Dearest tuaku.. Yeah! Yeah! With his pantat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-0gs7KuqI/AAAAAAAABDA/RaYgnK2REEM/s1600-h/DSC00701.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-0gs7KuqI/AAAAAAAABDA/RaYgnK2REEM/s320/DSC00701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278135762209651362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Lastly my singaporean blood relatives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-4650274756101076690?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/4650274756101076690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=4650274756101076690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/4650274756101076690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/4650274756101076690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/of-birthday-cakes-december.html' title='Of birthday cakes &amp; december'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/ST-17bJP0HI/AAAAAAAABEQ/_yV8vtOj5pM/s72-c/Russell+syg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-5825958308494630567</id><published>2008-12-07T20:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-07T20:28:05.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camwhore session with Ms. Savaadi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ms. Savaadi Kitt cut her hair she was experiment of her newly graduated advance level sister. The turn-out was pretty awesome I can say. It is Lala hair style but on her it looks SAVAADI! Damn chun! So here's some print shots of both of us Loose's. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu_THmmh0I/AAAAAAAABC4/NMR9KXE62uw/s1600-h/Lei.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu_THmmh0I/AAAAAAAABC4/NMR9KXE62uw/s320/Lei.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021723574044482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ms. Savaadi kitt! I told u her hairstyle rocks on her. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu-q4yS1tI/AAAAAAAABCY/oxdDI6oXkv8/s1600-h/kitt+%26+sarah.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu-q4yS1tI/AAAAAAAABCY/oxdDI6oXkv8/s320/kitt+%26+sarah.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021032401786578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;=D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu-q563B4I/AAAAAAAABCQ/_Sr4k4M8wI8/s1600-h/Kitt.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu-q563B4I/AAAAAAAABCQ/_Sr4k4M8wI8/s320/Kitt.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021032706148226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu-qpND1CI/AAAAAAAABCI/YGLWBQ1e7yc/s1600-h/sarahloose+and+i.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu-qpND1CI/AAAAAAAABCI/YGLWBQ1e7yc/s320/sarahloose+and+i.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021028219081762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Stole syg's hat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu-qmPP6xI/AAAAAAAABCA/GLwIrek_Iqo/s1600-h/sarahghost+and+i.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu-qmPP6xI/AAAAAAAABCA/GLwIrek_Iqo/s320/sarahghost+and+i.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021027422956306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Ghost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu-qfUCuXI/AAAAAAAABB4/PUgTNRfgVG4/s1600-h/sarah+loose+and+i.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu-qfUCuXI/AAAAAAAABB4/PUgTNRfgVG4/s320/sarah+loose+and+i.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021025564014962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kitt: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-family: Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hor hor ta ta  yor!!! (her exact words)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu_Sdq38qI/AAAAAAAABCg/aBTfsYRRSf8/s1600-h/kitt+%26+sarah2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu_Sdq38qI/AAAAAAAABCg/aBTfsYRRSf8/s320/kitt+%26+sarah2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021712317674146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Naughty.. NAughty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu_SsEx72I/AAAAAAAABCo/s1lMNB8BzHY/s1600-h/kitt+%26+sarah3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu_SsEx72I/AAAAAAAABCo/s1lMNB8BzHY/s320/kitt+%26+sarah3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021716184428386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Kitt's salivated bunny since small&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu_SwGyTsI/AAAAAAAABCw/8Y2TBSuZx80/s1600-h/kitt+%26+sarah4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu_SwGyTsI/AAAAAAAABCw/8Y2TBSuZx80/s320/kitt+%26+sarah4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277021717266583234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Muacks! Bye bye!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-5825958308494630567?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/5825958308494630567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=5825958308494630567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5825958308494630567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5825958308494630567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/camwhore-session-with-ms-savaadi.html' title='Camwhore session with Ms. Savaadi'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STu_THmmh0I/AAAAAAAABC4/NMR9KXE62uw/s72-c/Lei.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-5418365650980431782</id><published>2008-12-06T17:07:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T17:30:23.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sister-prister</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Don't ask me what the title means because I just "tembak" the title only. Lol! Anyways, just got back from Haler's grandmother's funeral service. May she rest in peace. So my sister &amp;amp; I went there early to have lunch since Haler said I &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;come for lunch &amp;amp; so I did. I ate Kayu Nasi Kandar. Nyam.. Nyam! After eating whilst waiting for prayers to start we took photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After prayers we went to church for service. So whilst waiting for service to start which took about 15 mins to start my sister &amp;amp; I fooled around with the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make it short &amp;amp; simple it was &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;SISTERS CAMWHORE DAY! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Here's the pictures. Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpCulQekAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/xTr_YGaVv2g/s1600-h/DSC00680.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpCulQekAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/xTr_YGaVv2g/s320/DSC00680.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276603281460596738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpCu0zhVaI/AAAAAAAABAA/IJio0iiOnF8/s1600-h/DSC00681.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpCu0zhVaI/AAAAAAAABAA/IJio0iiOnF8/s320/DSC00681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276603285634110882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Haler's cute cousin RAPHEAL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpCuxw9qxI/AAAAAAAABAI/XlULarQ4C3c/s1600-h/DSC00683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpE7QY_zUI/AAAAAAAABBI/F37uckhxPc4/s320/DSC00692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276605698220739906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpE7SGPOgI/AAAAAAAABBQ/BnukMz7OFqk/s1600-h/DSC00693.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpE7SGPOgI/AAAAAAAABBQ/BnukMz7OFqk/s320/DSC00693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276605698678929922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpE76rkrhI/AAAAAAAABBg/FkjyQsbfvE4/s1600-h/DSC00696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpE76rkrhI/AAAAAAAABBg/FkjyQsbfvE4/s320/DSC00696.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276605709572943378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpE8Nr9myI/AAAAAAAABBo/0HVK1UbaG8M/s1600-h/DSC00697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpE8Nr9myI/AAAAAAAABBo/0HVK1UbaG8M/s320/DSC00697.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276605714674850594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;She tried immitating me but failed because her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MATA TERLALU SEPET.. HEhe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpE749qaUI/AAAAAAAABBY/sLY8Z5C9gd8/s1600-h/DSC00694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpE749qaUI/AAAAAAAABBY/sLY8Z5C9gd8/s320/DSC00694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276605709111945538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My sister who is younger than me but bigger than me.. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpFCOq1LLI/AAAAAAAABBw/BolGTGH6O0E/s1600-h/DSC00700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpFCOq1LLI/AAAAAAAABBw/BolGTGH6O0E/s320/DSC00700.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276605818017754290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;My tshirt Haler bought for my birthday &amp;amp; syg's favourite picture.. Lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-5418365650980431782?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/5418365650980431782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=5418365650980431782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5418365650980431782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5418365650980431782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/sister-prister.html' title='Sister-prister'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STpCulQekAI/AAAAAAAAA_4/xTr_YGaVv2g/s72-c/DSC00680.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-1951192275232238230</id><published>2008-12-04T22:45:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T23:41:19.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me in skirt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Today was good. A funny day, slightly above average. Although half the time I spent pulling stupid jokes &amp;amp; laughing. Today I think I laugh too much that mouth hurts so badly now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, today was fun. Went to watch Bolt. It was a funny show. Laugh my heart out what more came to college &amp;amp; laugh even more. Like no one's business we laugh &amp;amp; cracked jokes. What else I was stared at today the whole day. I came to class people stared at me, I met up with syg &amp;amp; he stared at me, I came back to college my crazy joker college mates stared me up &amp;amp; down &amp;amp; even cat-whistled. And my other friends could barely recognize me. Oh my oh my!! What a world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you want to know why with all the staring. That's because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SARAH WORE A SKIRT TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STfyV1zopzI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/VWTuzh6u7Hc/s1600-h/DSC00659.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/STfyV1zopzI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/VWTuzh6u7Hc/s320/DSC00659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275951945522652978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Please don't mind the geeky smile..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So now you know why with all those staring. A lot of comments were past &amp;amp; thanks yeah for all the wonderful comment. =D So today we 4 hooligans were back at what we do best at the LRT station. Meet the sasau fellas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STfzRFT3MPI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/GiMY1kGqmaI/s1600-h/DSC00648.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/STfzRFT3MPI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/GiMY1kGqmaI/s320/DSC00648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275952963296637170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;(L-R) Selvi, Lax, Kitt &amp;amp; I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh and not forgetting the thorn among the roses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf0E-b-clI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Hc7Vd10Ds_4/s1600-h/DSC00615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf0E-b-clI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Hc7Vd10Ds_4/s320/DSC00615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275953854804816466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mr. Dino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So when sasau-s get together obviously they'd do stupid stuff &amp;amp; mostly likely to embarass themselves in public. Being the who cares what people think people we did what we did best, Make a fool out of ourselves. We laugh, dance &amp;amp; took pictures in the bus. We fell, we sat on each other &amp;amp; immitated how each other walked in the bus. We took pictures with the billboard, ate popiah in the train, told sick jokes, blew the plastics &amp;amp; pretended we were doing BJ's or pretended that the plastics were Condoms. We burst the plastic on each other, laughed so hard, acted like robots, sang "I will follow you" in the train.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum it all we did so many stupid stuff that everyone around us thought we were amusing. =D Now done with the talking here's the pictures. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf2AE8enLI/AAAAAAAAA_I/Q2eOtOhcX8E/s1600-h/DSC00623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf2AE8enLI/AAAAAAAAA_I/Q2eOtOhcX8E/s320/DSC00623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275955969675664562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf1_083viI/AAAAAAAAA_A/ZEFeSCP70kg/s1600-h/DSC00619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf1_083viI/AAAAAAAAA_A/ZEFeSCP70kg/s320/DSC00619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275955965382344226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf1_mm63AI/AAAAAAAAA-4/xv9kIWSVQrs/s1600-h/DSC00617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf1_mm63AI/AAAAAAAAA-4/xv9kIWSVQrs/s320/DSC00617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275955961532177410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf1_Q1piiI/AAAAAAAAA-w/mAUozkxrsmA/s1600-h/DSC00613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf1_Q1piiI/AAAAAAAAA-w/mAUozkxrsmA/s320/DSC00613.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275955955688376866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf1_EJbACI/AAAAAAAAA-o/GJKni4Fgorg/s1600-h/DSC00610.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf1_EJbACI/AAAAAAAAA-o/GJKni4Fgorg/s320/DSC00610.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275955952281649186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf5fN1oeiI/AAAAAAAAA_w/YIth8vYTmTY/s1600-h/DSC00650.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf5fN1oeiI/AAAAAAAAA_w/YIth8vYTmTY/s320/DSC00650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275959803173698082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Blowing plastics&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf5eqZb5jI/AAAAAAAAA_o/pBoUyFfbzRY/s1600-h/DSC00654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf5eqZb5jI/AAAAAAAAA_o/pBoUyFfbzRY/s320/DSC00654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275959793660192306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf5eTjq_jI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-HNevYD6i2g/s1600-h/DSC00647.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf5eTjq_jI/AAAAAAAAA_g/-HNevYD6i2g/s320/DSC00647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275959787529109042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Models for DIGI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf5dtIXcqI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/cW1XpGsbdbY/s1600-h/DSC00640.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf5dtIXcqI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/cW1XpGsbdbY/s320/DSC00640.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275959777214034594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Mr &amp;amp; Mrs Barathy Dason&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf5dfkFDSI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/ScqshFJ_Czo/s1600-h/DSC00627.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STf5dfkFDSI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/ScqshFJ_Czo/s320/DSC00627.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275959773572173090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;More pictures on my Facebook.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-1951192275232238230?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/1951192275232238230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=1951192275232238230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1951192275232238230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/1951192275232238230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/me-in-skirt.html' title='Me in skirt'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STfyV1zopzI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/VWTuzh6u7Hc/s72-c/DSC00659.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-6453700001710450394</id><published>2008-12-01T16:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-01T16:38:12.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The world is insane</title><content type='html'>Really the world is going crazy. It's spinning in circles &amp; then it's going up &amp; down &amp; now it's turning from bad to worse. It's insane! Totally insane!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First is trouble then it becomes double trouble and now it's triple double. I just feel like sleeping &amp; never to wake up ever again or maybe on a more positive note just migrate to somewhere where I don't know anyone. That will be cool since now I know to many people who knows people who knows other people who knows me. It's horrifying yet exciting but I hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really I think people should believe the saying, "Never judge a book by its cover" Sweet innocent looking people aren't that innocent neither is terrorizing looking people as terrorizing as you think they are. Seriously, the world is crazy. Everything is the opposite of what you think they are. We should call it the opposite world. Yeah! The opposite world is true. If you say Love it means Hate, if you say Hate it means Love. Haha! It definitely should be called the opposite world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, assignments are piling up. Crazy.. crazy lecturers! With stupid stupid definitely stupid questions that repeats &amp; repeats. Trouble seems to be piling up more &amp; more. Whether it's you or him or her or them definitely there's trouble. I know it when I see it but too bad I always get caught in the middle. Let me get myself untangled from this mess again &amp; stay out of it. So anyways, I'm so out of words to rant here &amp; really my sickness is killing me. I wish someone could tell me what's wrong with it so I don't have to go back &amp; forth to the stupid clinic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least something positive that I've got a sickness that's uncurable is cool. At least I know what's wrong with me &amp; not figuring out what's wrong with me. But still.. CHOI CHOI CHOI!! =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-6453700001710450394?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/6453700001710450394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=6453700001710450394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6453700001710450394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6453700001710450394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/12/world-is-insane.html' title='The world is insane'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-6177322626967400892</id><published>2008-11-29T08:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T08:49:09.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IT killed me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;I died yesterday trying to complete my assignment. What more IT assignment! I didn't know I did double work &amp;amp; I had to delete the work done &amp;amp; re-arrange stuff. What else my stupid logo could not be created the night before &amp;amp; when I went to college &amp;amp; complained to my friend about it. Out of nowhere it can be created. Stupid!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed up the whole night the day before just doing my assignment only to know that those I did can be put into 1 title. Haiz! Then I had to change the colour of my assignment because I had a "welcome page" which was black &amp;amp; my initial colour was purple. Some more had to do screenshots.&lt;br /&gt;Damn! This is the stupidest assignment ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so flat out that I came home, bathe &amp;amp; slept off. Oh! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I LOVE THE PIGGY-RAMIN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STCOQx2xNKI/AAAAAAAAA-I/_8KevALjiXE/s1600-h/DSC00555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STCOQx2xNKI/AAAAAAAAA-I/_8KevALjiXE/s320/DSC00555.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273871582562956450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; PIGGY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This fella here waited the whole day for me to complete my assignment so we could print it out together. Yes! He waited for hours &amp;amp; hours just for me. Eventhough he completed his assignment &amp;amp; only need to print it out. He bloody hell waited for me! Now that's what you call a BIG BROTHER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although he can be dorky at times &amp;amp; playful but went he's serious he really is serious! Not to mention caring too and helpful. He's just such a great person! He even help me out with the assignment when I could  no longer type because my fingers were numb from the freezing cold classroom. Seriously my hand was numb, it was white like no blood in it &amp;amp; my cuticles were pinkish (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;though it really look cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;) But really I love the piggy! Even though we argue over unnecessary stuff &amp;amp; play pranks on each other. We still are friends more like he's the big brother. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright today's itinerary is the day spent with Haler. Going to watch twilight baby! =D I really need to buy the book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-6177322626967400892?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/6177322626967400892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=6177322626967400892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6177322626967400892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/6177322626967400892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/11/it-killed-me.html' title='IT killed me'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/STCOQx2xNKI/AAAAAAAAA-I/_8KevALjiXE/s72-c/DSC00555.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-2900666558981245771</id><published>2008-11-28T00:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:59:15.537+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lyrics - So me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It's really nice to know that you're the reason someone is smiling today or right at this moment. What more when you're connected to the song. It's really nice you know, that you're making a person's day. Who knows that the person is going through some rough times &amp;amp; then you appear &amp;amp; just make the person's day. If I was that person, I would thank the Lord for bringing that person out of nowhere (now-here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really great! A feeling so nice that it is hard to explain in words. Here's the lyrics to this addictive song of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You know I can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can't laugh and I can't sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm finding it hard to do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You see I feel sad when you're sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I feel glad when you're glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; If you only knew what I'm going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I just can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You came along just like a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And brightened my day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Who would have believed that you were part of a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Now it all seems light years away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And now you know I can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can't laugh and I can't sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm finding it hard to do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You see I feel sad when you're sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I feel glad when you're glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; If you only knew what I'm going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I just can't smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Now some people say happiness takes so very long to find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Well, I'm finding it hard leaving your love behind me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; And you see I can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I can't laugh and I can't sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I'm finding it hard to do anything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; You see I feel glad when you're glad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I feel sad when you're sad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; If you only knew what I'm going through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; I just can't smile without you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Oh I think I found myself a permanent model. Hahaha! Permanent or not let's see how far can this model go eh. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SS7QyhBPtuI/AAAAAAAAA9w/WFwWgxiauNQ/s1600-h/Russell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SS7QyhBPtuI/AAAAAAAAA9w/WFwWgxiauNQ/s320/Russell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273381779973060322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SS7QzFw4cJI/AAAAAAAAA-A/fmSvZ2yUMeg/s1600-h/Russell3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SS7QzFw4cJI/AAAAAAAAA-A/fmSvZ2yUMeg/s320/Russell3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273381789836538002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SS7Qy_DG_EI/AAAAAAAAA94/KeoJwphVYpk/s1600-h/Russell2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SS7Qy_DG_EI/AAAAAAAAA94/KeoJwphVYpk/s320/Russell2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273381788033940546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's it! This are all my best shots. Comments are welcome. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Please do not comment that I only take pictures of my syg only. Comment on the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-2900666558981245771?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/2900666558981245771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=2900666558981245771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2900666558981245771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/2900666558981245771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/11/lyrics-so-me.html' title='Lyrics - So me'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SS7QyhBPtuI/AAAAAAAAA9w/WFwWgxiauNQ/s72-c/Russell.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-8595368520917917234</id><published>2008-11-26T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T21:08:17.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recent game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Just this evening I had a friendly match against a Singaporean team. So rumours were going on that this team was really good. Judging from their professional warm-ups &amp;amp; all we thought we do not have a chance against them because majority of us are futsal players. But never judge a book by its cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said that warming up like professionals states that you're this good team. It all comes from the players. So we put up a good team although there were only 9 players on each side but it was good. We nailed the team 5-0. It was a happy.. happy, relax game. All we had to do was pass and pass and pass and shoot. It was a great game not to mention the wonderful weather. Whereby it was hot &amp;amp; sunny at one point then it became rainy &amp;amp; windy. But it was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was awhile since I last played on the football field. Months &amp;amp; months. Oh the joy to get the smell of the grass &amp;amp; running up &amp;amp; down like nobody's business. It was cool man &amp;amp; not to mention my game has improved since the last I played. And I am so darn happy! Awesome! Ok! I need to get my 1 million winks because I think I am down with fever already. Just great! I just got better &amp;amp; now I am playing in the rain. Fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;Taken at half time..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SS1IQVU7xtI/AAAAAAAAA9o/iSxAEj253G0/s1600-h/DSC00591.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SS1IQVU7xtI/AAAAAAAAA9o/iSxAEj253G0/s320/DSC00591.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272950184160773842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SS1IQbOAa8I/AAAAAAAAA9g/4WL4wpy_7Fg/s1600-h/DSC00590.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SS1IQbOAa8I/AAAAAAAAA9g/4WL4wpy_7Fg/s320/DSC00590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272950185742330818" 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/5663283537055267915-8595368520917917234?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/8595368520917917234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=8595368520917917234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8595368520917917234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8595368520917917234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/11/recent-game.html' title='Recent game'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SS1IQVU7xtI/AAAAAAAAA9o/iSxAEj253G0/s72-c/DSC00591.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-8586275364668861924</id><published>2008-11-24T09:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T21:00:00.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me &amp; photography</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So I am into photography. Although I'm not that great in it, yet. But soon! So I only snap pictures during events or when there's a need to snap a picture or I found a composition that is nice. So far so good as I can say. Though my dad is the better photographer. That's cause he's been doing it for years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But.. But the more I take pictures and the ones I love so much. I just fall in love with it. Really I always pat my self on the back if pictures come out real nice. And awesome picture I can say for an amateur. Here's some pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSn_blQIuwI/AAAAAAAAAt0/bTacOq1MvbU/s1600-h/Umer%27s+Bday+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSn_blQIuwI/AAAAAAAAAt0/bTacOq1MvbU/s320/Umer%27s+Bday+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025688135219970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSn_cLnnLUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/q_jO-F9OIPc/s1600-h/Umer%27s+Bday+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSn_cLnnLUI/AAAAAAAAAt8/q_jO-F9OIPc/s320/Umer%27s+Bday+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025698434231618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSn_cDW5tQI/AAAAAAAAAuE/zu5Mstm-Odo/s1600-h/Umer%27s+Bday+104.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSn_cDW5tQI/AAAAAAAAAuE/zu5Mstm-Odo/s320/Umer%27s+Bday+104.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025696216659202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSn_chz_G3I/AAAAAAAAAuM/o73VcTxWBXw/s1600-h/My+bday+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSn_chz_G3I/AAAAAAAAAuM/o73VcTxWBXw/s320/My+bday+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025704391711602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSn_dD-FXpI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ceyYRx2mN8U/s1600-h/My+bday+088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSn_dD-FXpI/AAAAAAAAAuU/ceyYRx2mN8U/s320/My+bday+088.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272025713560870546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSqkVlNRr2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/GdVhJllikAU/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 152px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSqkVlNRr2I/AAAAAAAAA9Q/GdVhJllikAU/s320/Picture+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272207004462591842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSqkVexPoZI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Nf_8rmCZSjs/s1600-h/Picture+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSqkVexPoZI/AAAAAAAAA9I/Nf_8rmCZSjs/s320/Picture+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272207002734403986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSqkVKc60cI/AAAAAAAAA9A/aqJYduqtSVM/s1600-h/Picture+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSqkVKc60cI/AAAAAAAAA9A/aqJYduqtSVM/s320/Picture+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272206997280444866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Last but not least. The awesomest shot I've ever take so far that I am so proud of myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSqk0-73HuI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/7-CTeZBg2rA/s1600-h/My+bday+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 365px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSqk0-73HuI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/7-CTeZBg2rA/s320/My+bday+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272207543944814306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Can you say.. "&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HOT.. HOT.. HOT!!&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;" Oohh! Panas giler!! The best shot that I've taken so far not to mention the model was a "good" poser too. Thanks for being the model. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-8586275364668861924?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/8586275364668861924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=8586275364668861924' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8586275364668861924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/8586275364668861924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/11/me-photography.html' title='Me &amp; photography'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSn_blQIuwI/AAAAAAAAAt0/bTacOq1MvbU/s72-c/Umer%27s+Bday+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-3393986782209288774</id><published>2008-11-23T02:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T02:55:24.911+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My small gathering cum brithday party</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So it's a saturday &amp;amp; my countdown is finished. I had a small gathering of friends whereby I celebrated my birthday party. Really sorry if you're invited but I wanted it to be small so I called people who lived close by to me &amp;amp; are close to me. So no hard feelings yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day started with the 2 most lovable people in my life who came first. They both spent time with me swimming. Then we waited for the rest to come which was really late. So we talked, watch mr. bean then went down to take some pictures. Obviously being the photographer, I am not excluded on my birthday party but I enjoy taking the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on, as promise by my cousin. My birthday gift from him to me was cans &amp;amp; cans of beers. It was some european beer that was 12% in alcohol. Nyam.. Nyam! And my oh-so-lovely birthday cake my mum bought for me. I just love her!! She cooks brilliantly &amp;amp; she even bought me a cake worth a lot of $$. So anyways, to sum it all. I had bloody awesome day!! I love everybody who came!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to get a goodnight sleep now. Tomorrow (oops! Later I meant) got church. Ciao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SShUDX3M_yI/AAAAAAAAAts/njLvKDxgIHE/s1600-h/My+bday1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 492px; height: 290px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SShUDX3M_yI/AAAAAAAAAts/njLvKDxgIHE/s320/My+bday1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271555780759060258" 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/5663283537055267915-3393986782209288774?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/3393986782209288774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=3393986782209288774' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3393986782209288774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3393986782209288774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-small-gathering-cum-brithday-party.html' title='My small gathering cum brithday party'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SShUDX3M_yI/AAAAAAAAAts/njLvKDxgIHE/s72-c/My+bday1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-3854052976560853066</id><published>2008-11-21T03:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T03:23:49.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bright eyed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So it is 3:06am in the morning and I'm still wide awake. Well should be using this time to do my assignment. Finish it up &amp;amp; print it so I can have a relax weekend but no I procrastinate. I got bored of doing the assignment. Although I can say it's 60% done. Another 40% to do &amp;amp; my due date is monday. So cool! That's like 2 days (sunday is not counted) for me to complete it and print it out. Great! Awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, everyone is asleep &amp;amp; I am suppose too but still wide awake because I slept earlier on. I am surprise though there are people still online and one of them I am chatting with. =D She going to bring me out for my birthday. Hehe! How sweet then she going to send me to college too. Oh I have such lovely friends. So I just finish watching "forgetting sarah marshall" and boy was it hilarious. Too bad though I watched it alone, if it were with someone like with Kitt in the afternoon it would be more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh talking about Kitt &amp;amp; me watching the show. Well we didn't finish watching the show in college because this was the uncensored version &amp;amp; boy was it really uncensored. We could not watch it in public because people may think we are sickos. Not like we aren't. ; ) Aren't we kitt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSW4PNOGfHI/AAAAAAAAAtc/uH9fDN8xZ9c/s1600-h/Umer%27s+Bday+055.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSW4PNOGfHI/AAAAAAAAAtc/uH9fDN8xZ9c/s320/Umer%27s+Bday+055.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270821510293388402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So I am back to being bored. I don't feel like doing my assignment anymore because it only takes a day to complete the whole damn thing. So got loads of time, I shall go catch up on another movie. XD Let's watch "just like heaven" Alright! Nitez! Wait for another update. Hopefully tomorrow or sunday. =D Till then.. CIAO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSW5A4V3amI/AAAAAAAAAtk/euxgm_cIILM/s1600-h/Umer%27s+Bday+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSW5A4V3amI/AAAAAAAAAtk/euxgm_cIILM/s320/Umer%27s+Bday+051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270822363682269794" 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/5663283537055267915-3854052976560853066?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/3854052976560853066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=3854052976560853066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3854052976560853066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3854052976560853066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/11/bright-eyed.html' title='Bright eyed'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SSW4PNOGfHI/AAAAAAAAAtc/uH9fDN8xZ9c/s72-c/Umer%27s+Bday+055.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-3700988048885905225</id><published>2008-11-19T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T23:07:30.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A quickie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Just a quick update. Not too feeling well again. Got caught in the rain yet again. This time it was an excuse I was walking from 1 campus to the other &amp;amp; it was raining. Looks like I won't be getting better soon but falling sick much more. Not to mention the mountains of assignment &amp;amp; the lack or NO motivation to do it. Anyways, I'm still as pale as a white wash wall. So going to get some rest for tomorrow I have 5 hours break &amp;amp; nothing to do. So here's a picture to end this post. My brother &amp;amp; I at Jogoya. Notice how delectable the place was that the spoon &amp;amp; straw also we want to eat it. No pictures from my sister yet because I'm just too lazy to get it from the desktop. =) Alright nitez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos-945.friendster.com/e1/photos/54/98/20528945/1_135554411l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 408px; height: 305px;" src="http://photos-945.friendster.com/e1/photos/54/98/20528945/1_135554411l.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51); font-style: italic;"&gt;Though we may share the same blood, we don't look alike but we do behave the same. =)&lt;/span&gt; Siblings that is definite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-3700988048885905225?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/3700988048885905225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=3700988048885905225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3700988048885905225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3700988048885905225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/11/quickie.html' title='A quickie'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-5546407218736872624</id><published>2008-11-18T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:42:57.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The people I know</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Throughout the 17 and 11 months I've live I met so many individuals. Some I grow to love, some I found out not worth to be loved, some I just love to hang out, some I love being whatever I want but of all the people I know I only have a handful I like so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Different groups of people I act differently. If you were to tell my collegemates that sarah is very very quiet. They would totally deny it. If you were to tell my high school mates that Sarah is crazy but innocent, never talk crap and is as clean as a white sheet. They'd look at you &amp;amp; laugh at your face and a big NO would come out of their mouth but one thing everyone knows is sarah is or was a tom-boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever dressing up like a guy. Do stuffs that only boys do &amp;amp; forever fighting with someone (this is what my primary schoolmates would say). If it were my kindergarten friends I'll bet they would say I am quiet but a typical monkey. Always climbing here &amp;amp; there. I still do that's why I do rock climbing to keep me from climbing trees and jumping from one place to another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my parents they would think I am one crazy kid. Bully my dog, blur as hell, never know how to make up her mind, always sports.. sports.. sports never study &amp;amp; very playful. If you were to ask my syg he would say i'm innocent as a baby. But if you were to ask Ms. Jo Limmer she'll definitely be laughing at that statement now because she knows that is not the sarah she noes for 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But people change right. I am not as tom-boyish now compared to last time. Am I not Jo? Hehe! I'm much girly gal now. But definitely not putting any make up on my face. No way oh zay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was wondering if I were to call all this people I know to a big party. Would they mix with all the different type of people i mix with? Hmph.. I wonder! I do know I am crazy like I just ate 11 packs of sugar (that's what sharmila says) but would the people I know mix like how I mix with them.. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-5546407218736872624?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/5546407218736872624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=5546407218736872624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5546407218736872624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/5546407218736872624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/11/people-i-know.html' title='The people I know'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-3671325049374935047</id><published>2008-11-18T21:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T21:41:43.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloggers Block</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Ok.. Ok! So I wanted to blog about something. I on the laptop, logged-in into blogger, blogged in my other account then when I wanted to blog here. I got bloggers block. Wah! Damn sad. I was so inspired to blog then all of a sudden I don't know what to write. So uninspired I became. Wah.. So sad!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But truth to be told I had a fun day today. But I am still down with flu. It's reaching a week already. Wah! Hopefully I am better by saturday. Can't wait.. Can't wait!! I'm sorry can't disclose anything here yet till it's over. But if I do, people don't be sad! =) Ok.. Ok! I don't know what to write already. I am feeling unethusiastic about my studies this semester. No motivation from lecturers. No mood to study &amp;amp; do assignment. Haiz! So sad la. Looks like I got to pray to God &amp;amp; ask him to help me not procrastinate again. If not die lo.. Choi choi choi!! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-3671325049374935047?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/3671325049374935047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=3671325049374935047' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3671325049374935047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3671325049374935047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/11/bloggers-block.html' title='Bloggers Block'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-3702406206410398684</id><published>2008-11-16T23:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T23:27:11.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A not so routined sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;So it's the first sunday after so long I stayed at home in the evening. No futsal for me because I was barred from going due to health reason. Oh man was it boring! I thought if I could sleep it off then I would not feel so downtrodden at the fact that my routined sunday is not so routined today but NO, I slept for 15 mins got up to the sound of thunder and could no longer sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stayed in bed then got up on the laptop, stared at the screen &amp;amp; got bored of it. Came out of the room told my mum I was bored. She said don't worry because it is nearly time to go to Jogoya to have dinner. Got bored again I went to play christmas songs on the piano. After a few minutes I got bored &amp;amp; watched tv till it was time to get ready for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Dinner was brilliant. Though it was way too pricey but for the amount we payed &amp;amp; the food we ate, I think we payed less then what we should. My goodness! The food was just awesome. Can't say much about the bar though, it was not that great. The wine sucked.. Ergghh! Hated it! But the oysters were huge, humongous I tell you &amp;amp; it was fresh. Delicious to the tummy. I bet piggy would be so jealous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I ate so much I think I can now float on water without even trying. I'm so bloated and mind you I never even ate rice. It was all seafood. But it was damn good seafood. Sorry I don't have the pictures as I was too busy indulging my food. My sister has it but i'll get it later. For now I just want to sleep. I'm tired from all that eating &amp;amp; I have classes tomorrow. Haiz! Nitez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5663283537055267915-3702406206410398684?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/3702406206410398684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=3702406206410398684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3702406206410398684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5663283537055267915/posts/default/3702406206410398684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-so-routined-sunday.html' title='A not so routined sunday'/><author><name>Sa'ah's stories</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08247990843392860136</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SV19LSOBs2I/AAAAAAAABHg/wAxqQAY-YW4/S220/DSC00487.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5663283537055267915.post-8253227904470829126</id><published>2008-11-15T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-15T01:44:53.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SR25AG-TxNI/AAAAAAAAAtU/fIGC98W-Pb8/s1600-h/Umer%27s+Bday+009.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/_-_owLgZa6p4/SR25AG-TxNI/AAAAAAAAAtU/fIGC98W-Pb8/s320/Umer%27s+Bday+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268570550616442066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;It was yet another awesome birthday party. It was nearly to be ruined by me but it only brought more joy went instead of ruining it, I brought more people to enjoy the party. I just got back about 2 hrs &amp;amp; 13 mins ago. Loads of pictures to post up but facebook is not letting me or my connection is plain dumb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errrgghh! So frustrating! Anyways like i said it was such a nice way to end the night. I'm so happy! So glad to see syg too. =) Well i'm tired.. Still sick though now slightly better but having a massive headache. Guess standing in the drizzle for an hour plus is not a brilliant idea. It wasn't my fault but the damn bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to upload more pictures if i resize it.. So lazy.. Here's us! 1 BIG family without Vash. So sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SR22GoHHAfI/AAAAAAAAAtM/-pfMAZvYQ0c/s1600-h/Umer%27s+Bday+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-_owLgZa6p4/SR22GoHHAfI/AAAAAAAAAtM/-pfMAZvYQ0c/s320/Umer%27s+Bday+189.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268567364056056306" 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/5663283537055267915-8253227904470829126?l=sarahonger.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sarahonger.blogspot.com/feeds/8253227904470829126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5663283537055267915&amp;postID=8253227904470829126' title='0 Comment
