<?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-10505868</id><updated>2011-08-13T12:31:21.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>visionary act</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-115668008707946058</id><published>2006-08-27T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-27T20:05:58.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lets money work for you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ATTENTION, PLEASE !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for those who have &lt;strong&gt;SOME PORTION OF MONEY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;currently looking for the best &lt;strong&gt;INVESTMENT &lt;/strong&gt;to make&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i'm not mentioning about any related to MLM at this juncture, that's required too much effort..and people like me easily tend to be demotivated everytime i fail to reach any specific target)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spare your time to visit this web site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swisscash.biz"&gt;www.swisscash.biz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(now you know what i am talking about, yeah!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND DO CONTACT ME!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i'm willing to share something with you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at least to convey some information for you to look through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(i don't mind if you do not feel appropriate to invest) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as what i mentioned earlier, i'm just willing to share with all of you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;spare your time to think about it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND FOR SURE, THE DECISION IS TOTALLY YOURS, DUDE!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lets money work for us.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-115668008707946058?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/115668008707946058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=115668008707946058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/115668008707946058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/115668008707946058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2006/08/lets-money-work-for-you.html' title='lets money work for you'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-115140309664296724</id><published>2006-06-27T18:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T18:11:36.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i whispered to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"how much amount of love i could able to give her for my entire life?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm not sure, actually. it can't be put in numbers. and it can't be measure in any scales. bcs&lt;br /&gt;it seems that everytime i try to measure the weight, it never give even a pinhole of gratification.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for sure i will prove one of them on this &lt;u&gt;coming Saturday&lt;/u&gt;. precisely. no doubt.&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/10505868-115140309664296724?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/115140309664296724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=115140309664296724&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/115140309664296724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/115140309664296724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2006/06/i-whispered-to-my-heart.html' title=''/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-114922202102794561</id><published>2006-06-02T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T22:32:19.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Guy Who Float Like A Fucking Homo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;you son of a bitch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, hell with your super dedicated ethics. No doubt. You just know how to lick the boss ass while most of the time i knew you just know how to talk cock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For sure, you are so fucking weirdo. People saying. When you run, its more like floating just like a fucking homo! I agree. Bcs you are so fucking hopeless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you never watched porno. I bet you think you are so fucking virtuous. No. Absolutely NOT! Please take my opinion seriously. You are not fucking virtuous, idiot! You are just a looser. You are totally vile, bitch. Despicable. The worst on earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That's the problem with all the bosses nowdays. Easily attracted to anyone who willing to lick their ass. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dammit.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-114922202102794561?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/114922202102794561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=114922202102794561&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/114922202102794561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/114922202102794561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2006/06/guy-who-float-like-fucking-homo.html' title='A Guy Who Float Like A Fucking Homo'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-114493641587070506</id><published>2006-04-13T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-13T21:53:35.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encik Zuraimi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;etahu saya, saya belum pernah menulis sebarang cerita tentang pekerjaan baru saya di dalam blog yang low-profile ini. Saya bekerja di Jabatan Perdana Menteri di mana office saya agak pelik kerana mempunyai banyak kubah2 berwarna hijau di samping laluan-laluan yang amat mengelirukan terutama kepada pelawat2 yang baru pertama kali memasuki Bangunan Perdana Putra ini. Di samping itu, saya juga tidak pernah terfikir sebelum ini yang satu hari nanti, rupanya office saya terletak hanya di tingkat bawah office Perdana Menteri kita. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;etakat ini, saya belum lagi diberikan tugas2 yang spesifik memandangkan saya belum lagi mengikuti kursus Diploma Pentadbiran Awam. Saya banyak melakukan kerja2 yang tidak pernah saya lakukan sebelum ini terutamanya menulis kertas kerja yang kadangkala memeningkan kepala saya. Namun yang demikian, Timbalan Pengarah saya yang cantik dan baik hati bernama Cik Fairul Azida selalu menasihatkan saya. "Awak kena banyak membaca supaya awak boleh tulis kertas kerja yang baik. Kertas kerja awak baik, tapi banyak benda yang perlu diperbaiki." Selain  itu, perkara yang saya selalu lakukan adalah menghadiri meeting di sana dan di sini. Ada meeting yang dihadiri oleh Dato', Datin, CEO, MD, Chairman, En/Cik (biase gile), Ketua Pengarah, Pengarah, Ketua Setiausaha Kementerian, balaci, driver, pegawai am rendah dan sebagainya. Kadang kala ia membuatkan kepala saya menjadi letih dan semakin lama tidak dapat berfungsi dengan baik.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;aya tidak mempunyai banyak kenalan rapat di Bangunan Perdana Putra ini. Namun saya berasa sangat berbesar hati kerana mempunyai sejumlah kecil kawan baik yang sememangnya baik dengan saya. Nama-nama mereka adalah Hani, Nurul, Syurina, Amalina dan Sarah. Mereka memang best dan kelakar. Kami suka bergelak ketawa dan melakukan perkara-perkara bodoh yang jarang2 dilakukan oleh penghuni Bangunan Perdana Putra ini. Walaupun saya seorang sahaja lelaki yang tinggal di HQ ini (kawan-kawan yang lain semua ditempatkan di state), namun mereka tidak pernah meninggalkan saya. "mie, kitorang tunggu kat kafe, breakfast","Mie, turun bawah kitorang tunggu ko lunch","Mie, kang ada makan free, kitorang tunggu kat Dewan Persidangan","Mie, kitorang nak lepak kat Alamanda, ko nak ikut tak","Mie, kang kitorang datang support ko baca doa" dan sebagainya. Walaupun sekali-sekala saya dibuli, namun saya tetap berasa seronok kerana mereka sering membantu saya ketika susah dan senang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;K&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;adangkala saya berasa bosan di pejabat yang cantik ini. Stone kata, kursus DPA sangat menyeronokkan. Ini membuatkan hati saya melonjak-lonjak dan tidak sabar menantikan hari yang sangat menyeronokkan itu. Saya ingin menambah sebanyak mungkin kenalan sepanjang kursus itu supaya kelak saya tidak berasa bosan bekerja di pejabat yang cantik ini.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-114493641587070506?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/114493641587070506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=114493641587070506&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/114493641587070506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/114493641587070506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2006/04/encik-zuraimi.html' title='Encik Zuraimi'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-114429092713064855</id><published>2006-04-06T10:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-06T11:01:15.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kill the Melodramatic mood..IDIOT!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lately..just can't help myself from the low-down feeling..depressed..gloomy..puzzling..tensed..like the whole world annoyed me so much..too many things to think..too many things to answer..too many things to worry..too many things to argue..too many things to disagree..too many things to forgive..too many things to ask for forgiveness..too many things make me sad..too many things make me wondering...TOO MANY FUCKING SHITTY THINGS laughing..surrounding..giggling..striking..FUCK THE HELL OF YOU OUT OF MY MIND !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...but at least i could never stop thanking GOD for blessing me with the firm believe of trust, firm believe of love and firm missing feeling of someone that i truely deeply in love... at this very moment..just wish that GOD is always here with me..giving me strength..so that at the end of the day..i will not disrupt everything..AMIN..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-114429092713064855?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-113981727311837868</id><published>2006-02-13T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T08:41:30.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate my brain..sometimes it works to much!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just thinking of a lot of things... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that i should speak.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that i should just being quite.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that i wanna hold... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that i intend to give away.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that i love to see.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that i love to ignore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that i precisely wanna hear.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that i pretend to hear.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that i really hope.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that i ready to let go.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that teach myself of limitations.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that make me feel responsible.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that make me feel guilty.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that i need to remind twice.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;things that i feel fed up to keep reminding.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its just a holistic thinking..which some people might find it totally irrelevant and ridiculous...its up to you guys..people who really know me..will understand why those things being a very important things to me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-113981727311837868?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/113981727311837868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=113981727311837868&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/113981727311837868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/113981727311837868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-hate-my-brainsometimes-it-works-to.html' title='i hate my brain..sometimes it works to much!!!!'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-113608649265598963</id><published>2006-01-01T11:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T11:41:45.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ReBirth...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it had been 28 days without penning anything in my modest blog. it has been a massive happiness surrounded my daily life lately. having someone great and you most admire and love completed the so-called "life is always beautiful", nevertherless, the whole things of it make me more serious bout what the real mountain of challenge ahead of me demanding the maturity of vision and the passion in achieving the "goal of life", which to be exact..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i've just coming back from 10 days induction programme, called as "PTD Unggul", located at Intan Kluang. seriously, it is another new interesting chapter of my life..since for almost 25 years prior to be apart of PTD officer, there were not even a particle of visionary thought bout contributing something great to the country.."Berkhidmat Untuk Negara"..cheh..sounds to GOMEN, rite..but here i am..PTD officer in Implementation Coordination Unit (ICU) under Prime Minister Department (JPM)..wish me luck..me myself always praying that there will be something hidden great things just for me, sooner or later, to discover. while i'm sure, there will times where one by one of friends take turn to bypass me in terms of financial achievement.. just hoping that god give me strength to overcome the overwhelming challenge..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;everything change too sudden.."REBIRTH"..and i never stop thanking god for blessing me with a gigantic blissful new chapter of my life ahead of more interesting upcoming year.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-113608649265598963?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/113608649265598963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=113608649265598963&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/113608649265598963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/113608649265598963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/12/rebirth.html' title='ReBirth...'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-113310258601092551</id><published>2005-11-27T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T22:45:30.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A TRIBUTE TO THE LEGENDARY "BEST"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was a bit furious when i read the news written in the sun-uk version (which apparently happen to be my favourite english primiership sensation up-to-date news..) informed that there were few section of crowds..happened to be the bloody "You'll Never Win Anything" instead of "You'll Never Walk Alone" unpleasant supporters who failed to show some respects during the "one minute silence"..as an emblematic last tribute to the great legendary footballer..the late George Best..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The disgrace KOP fans showed the lack of moral fiber during the recent match against Manchester City at the City of Manchester Stadium..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the title of the report written as.."KOP Fans Snub Best Tribute"..."Referee Alan Wiley cut short the tribute at the City of Manchester Stadium when it became apparent that a minority of visiting supporters were not going to respect it."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Honestly, my response to the callous Liverpool fans behaviour is not bout .."FUCK YOU!!" or any other similar things as that..it is just bout.."C'mon, can u dare show some repects..!!!"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/Best65_Getty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;George Best FactFile&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1946: Born:May 22, Belfast, Northern Ireland&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Playing career:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;1963-1974 Manchester United (361 league apps.; 136 league goals)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1975 Stockport County, Los Angeles Aztecs, Cork Celtic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1976 Fulham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1978 Fort Lauderdale Strikers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1979 Hibernian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1980 San Jose Earthquakes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1983-1984 Bournemouth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Honours:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;European Cup (Manchester United 1968)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;League championship (Manchester United 1964-65, 1966-67)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;English Footballer of the Year (1968)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;European Footballer of the Year (1968)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Northern Ireland: 37 caps 1964-1977; 9 goals&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/Best65_Getty.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Once upon a time, the great "Best" wore the infamous No. 7 Red Devils Jersey..which was than later continued by other high-profile Reds Army favourite servants from different generation such as The "King" Cantona, David Beckham and Cristiano Ronaldo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/Best71icon_Empics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And..for most of the zealous football lovers around the world,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; he was regarded as a flamboyant and exciting hell of talents especially with his fantastic dribbling skills who was able to create the moment of magics..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/BestBW71_Empics.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...FOR ME..A MAN LIKE HIM NEVER DIES. WHAT HE HAS LEFT BEHIND DOES NOT DISSAPEAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-113310258601092551?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/113310258601092551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=113310258601092551&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/113310258601092551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/113310258601092551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/11/tribute-to-legendary-best.html' title='A TRIBUTE TO THE LEGENDARY &quot;BEST&quot;'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/th_Best65_Getty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-113202859323339566</id><published>2005-11-15T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-15T12:24:51.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fly high</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today is a really big day to me..i have the list of the 5 most biggest day i ever had for my entire life..today is for sure..is in the list..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;for this entire month..i have to ignore most of the frequent things i used to do just for the sack of preparing for the worst things which might be happen today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i attended a PTD interview just now..and again (as what i had been wrote about PTD assessment earlier)..the experience that i gained was totally indispensable..the most crucial part of me which i really hate the most is.. "NERVOUS!!!"..i admitted that this morning, i was really nervous like hell..even the "PANEL NO 1" (which i heard the two other panels keep calling her as "Datin") can sensed my aura..at that time i was thinking about 3 options which was;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a) acting i am so sick..convinced them that my family is so poor..and i am so desperate to get the job..if all the tactics failed..then..proceed to the next tactic which is acting like unconcious..fainted..they send me to the hospital..and by the time i open my eyes..there's somebody from PTD congratulated me.."Tahniah..awak diterima masuk ke Wisma Putra"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;b) run away..run to New York..London or..Tokyo..run as far as i can..until my parents..my friends..my people around me start forgetting the day of today..then i come back..acting normal..start a business..have a very good family..and acting nothing has happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;c) face it!!!..face like a man..just bare in mind..those..whatever they called as "high-profile" interviewer..is not that good to crack me down..bring it on!!!..i'm scared..yes..but i'm not scared of you..i'm scared of how good i am to face you!!!..ceh..cam motivate diri sendiri aa ni..padahal nnti mesti interviewer ckp...CAM BAGUS JE BUDAK NI!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so..as how much desire my parent showed to see me succeed in this interview..that is the same amount of desire which knocked my brain..and ring my ear..telling to start acting maturely..i chose the option no 3 and until now i don't feel any single feeling of regret..dissapointment..because of;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a) thanx god for giving me such a cordial type of interviewer..especially the "datin"..she acted..(at least acting)..as she was so sincere in listening to my ideas..every opinions that i blow from my head (which some i totally goreng)..and the communication was never monologue..and the "datin" wore GUESS bracelet summore..cool gile..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;b) the questions were more highlighted to my working experience..my opinion..the things is..the "Datin" just wanna see how we talk and expressed ourself..that's it..no such an idiot question as " Hmm..Siapakah nama Yang Di-Pertuan Agong??"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;c) at the end of the interview..she was saying this.."You speak english quite well..and there is a maturity in you..are you interested in Foreign Department??..working in embassy..and so on.."..i was like "fly high" beb..fly high..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as usual..i preparing for the worst to happen..without ignoring that i still hoping that i can secure this job..bcs everything could happen..even the "datin" said..our selection is not totally depends on your qualification and self-appearance..even the over-qualified candidates couldn't secure this job..what made me wondering was..when she said.."you have established yourself in the industries..and it is not approriate for you to join the government as the environment, working ethics, technical expertise..will be most probably totally different"..(ha..nak provoke aku aa ni...)..bahasa melayunye..."ek..eleh..belajar penat2 engineering 4 tahun kat UM..buang masa je masuk gomen..jadi Pegawai Daerah...buang karen je.."..lebih kurang itulah maksudnya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;now..sume dah habis..it's a hoorahh time..!!!..movie..yes!!!..affy's open house..yes!!!..cajun, seres aku join ko gi Zouk this coming friday..yes!!..Bonny's wedding..yes!!!..it's so..so..so..heaven to finally getting your life back....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-113202859323339566?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/113202859323339566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=113202859323339566&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/113202859323339566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/113202859323339566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/11/fly-high.html' title='fly high'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-113172651419192309</id><published>2005-11-11T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T03:05:58.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>....................</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today is not a good day..why??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1) one of this project of mine really give me so much of headache..and at the same time my boss keep on interrupting..asking this and that..about other assignments..which at some point...made me so annoyed...from 8.30...hmm not really actually...let say..8.45 or 8.55 should me more probably accurate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; still 5.30..i was doing 3 assignments at one time...my boss told me that WESTIN had already chasing us..asking us to release the report as soon as possible since that the BLOODY LAI...moaned and accused us for dragging the report for quite sometimes...plus..since there is only three of us..and i'm the youngest..(balaci aa..)..so just paham2 aa..and since aku paham la..i decided to put more effort and try to complete the report as soon as possible..keja bukan senang lak tu..part2 take-off drawing, check VO's...aa tu sume campak kat aku!!! what is so fucking problem with you all..tolong aaa!!! one of my collegue ni..terang2 tak nak sentuh..even when the time i was so busy doing asset registration job in JB with my boss (which actually my head dept..)..and secara terangnya..jeff (which actually is my head)..pass over the assignment to her..(which actually make me so happy)...the most effort she can offer was..print all the draft report yang aku dah buat..lepas tu ada la skit2 highlighter warna oren..komen sini and sana..then by the time i enter the office on the following week..she passed it back to me..and acting as she was so sorry for not able to complete it..the thing is..I DON'T ASKED YOU TO COMMENT THE DRAFT REPORT OF MINE...JUST COMPLETE THE ASSESSMENT WORK LA ASSHOLE..aku seres paham..bab2 bukak drawing..bab2 assessment report ni seres dia malas nak sentuh sebab leceh and banyak keja..since still terkenangkan yang she's still my senior, and there's plenty more of harta karun yg aku nak korek dari buah kepala dia tu..so takpe..takpe..it's simple..KO TENGOK AA NANTI BILA AKU DAH TERER!!!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;with jeff..honestly secara keseluruhannya, i feel so OK working with him..but it is totally NOT OK when everytime he used to interrupt while i'm doing my work..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Situation: I'm so fucking frustrated with the contractor VO submission on WESTIN project..i put my glass on..open the related drawing and start to concentrate doing a taking-off..sometimes there's thousand of lighting point need to be counted..taking a deep breath..and start counting...then suddenly..this I-DUNNO-YOU-SO FUCKING-BUSY??-JEFF..open his mouth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeff: (acting dunno that i'm so fucking busy) &lt;strong&gt;Hey, what do you think if I call Andri and ask some money for us to spend during our next JB visit..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: (ok..now u start interrupting me..neevermind..first try..i think i can handle this) &lt;strong&gt;hmm..yeah..that is so..so..ok..why not u just give him a call..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;few minutes later..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeff: &lt;strong&gt;zur..what do you think if we change our CITY SQUARE format report..i think the font is too big..and we need to insert more space..how about the footer?? is it ok if we just put AC/1 instead of ACMV/1...bla..bla...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: (dia dah start dah..still able to controlled my temperament..) &lt;strong&gt;Later on la..i'm doing WESTIN rite now..i'll check those things later..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeff: &lt;strong&gt;hey zur, do you think all the Tagging Codes are in order..can u print all the documents..and check it one more round..i'm thinking about sending the e-mail to Andri..we should be better start doing the order..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: ...(Dumbhead!!don't u see what i'm doing rite now!!yesterday..u asked me to start concentrate doing the WESTIN..now you want me do the CITY SQUARE la..kepala hotak ko!!..and then asking this and that..your dad sent u to US for study..and u still require me to answer those silly q bout the font la..bout footer aa..can't u think..fucking think by your ownself la..aku hentak kepala ko kang!!!) &lt;strong&gt;ok..i'll print the list..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...the big problem with this jeff is..he is expecting me to be such an efficient robot..similar to what he used to be when everytime he is serving our PARTNERS!!!..bila tengah buat assigment ni..dia tanya pasal assignment lain..bila tengah check drawing..tiba2 dia tanya pasal tu la ni la..seres fed-up..bila tengah buat report ni..at the same time..dia suruh buat benda lain...lama2 sampai tahap dah malas gila nak layan..eventhough some of them mmg wajib aku jawab pun...for example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeff: &lt;strong&gt;Eng just called me..asking for the report..bila u can complete it??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: (buat2 tak dengar..) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeff: &lt;strong&gt;zur..bila u bole siapkan report WESTIN??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: &lt;strong&gt;Tak tau aa..banyak lagi ni..tgk aa ni..light fitting ada 1097..socket outlet ada 879..sume VO ada 50..skang baru buat 30..CITY SQUARE lagik..ni 26 building TNB nak start kena buat..TAKAFUL nyer building..nak start minggu depan..replacement cost tak buat lagik..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.....and the good thing about jeff is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeff: &lt;strong&gt;takpe2..just continue doing the WESTIN first..i'll speak to Eng..tipu sikit aaa..call LFE for meeting..cakap banyak barang dia tak submit lagik..we try to buy sometimes..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.....and 5 minutes later, he continue his stupid habit..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jeff: &lt;strong&gt;zur, have u start doing the replacement cost for CITY SQUARE??have u download the TAKAFUL photo..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me: (fuck you la jeff!!! sambil buat2 tak dengar..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2) i found my tire flat..TOTALLY FLAT..after sembahyang jumaat..which at first i thought "pancit"...at this time..i was like.."shit, time2 ni aa ko nak pancit.."..panas terik+tayar pancit..BEST!!!..but..i becoming more angry when i realized that actually it was not pancit..just that there was somebody which i shall dubbed him/her (most probably.."him") as ASSHOLE..intentionally..disrupted one of the tyre..at first one of this guy informed me.."bang tayar abang ni pancit ni.."...i jumped out from the seat and..."Sial, mmg pancit..cibai time2 ni la ko nak pancit.."..then eevery single person yang lalu depan keta aku sume nak tegur pasal tayar pancit tu..(hey fucker, aku tau la pancit...i don't need the whole damn innocent malaysian to informed me that my tyre is PANCIT!!!! you fucker get no reward for telling me the same thing...ko tak nampak ke org depan ko tadi dah tegurr aku..zipped your mouth..)..lagik yg buat bengang..bila hantar gi kedai..(20 meter dr tempat kejadian)..the chinese told me that my tyre is OK.."lu punya taya ok..takda bocor..paku pun tadak.."..time tu i was seriuosly like.."cilaka..ni ada aa org yg buat ni..."..it's simple to me..the "asshole" buat aku susah..i hope the same thing will happen to the "asshole"..ko kena langgar..kudung kaki..tak bole keja..insurans lupa nak ambik!!!..kena berenti keja..bini ko tak tahan nak jaga ko..keluarga ko tinggalkan ko..ko duduk merempat..hisap dadah..dapat HIV..frust..bunuh diri..then masuk neraka!!! i'm praying the worst thing will happen to the "asshole"..seeres..aku tak tau apsal bengang gila tadi..if i was blocking your fucking cheap car...there's plenty more yg parking cam aku..do the same fucking things to them aaa..plus..it was sembahyang jumaat la..selain vatican city..mana2 tempat pun sesak bila sembahyang jumaat..paham2 aa..yg ko nak tunjuk samseng apsal lak!!! tp seres kalo yg buat ni melayu..ko memang TOTAL SIAL!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.....................................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-113172651419192309?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/113172651419192309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=113172651419192309&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/113172651419192309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/113172651419192309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title='....................'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-113103736696067556</id><published>2005-11-04T00:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T01:03:19.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Raya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's a RAYA day, today..as usual (happened for the last 3 series of RAYA)..i woke up late..and need some "injury" times to prepare for sembahyang raya..apparently, i still managed to performed the sembahyang raya..on the parking street..berlapikkan samping raya..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this year, we celebrated RAYA together with abg Joy+family and abg Min+family..(we are practicing rotation system for each year)..and in contrast..abg Man+family had to celebrate RAYA with his "other" family in Perak...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after sembahyang RAYA, we had "Bersalam-salaman", "Maaf-Maafan" and "short speech from our parent and the eldest siblings..(its the turn for abg Joy as he is the 2nd eldest in our family)..it is more like a pesanan+teguran org tua kepada anak-anak..and..pesanan abg kepada adik-adik..and every RAYA, we..adik-beradik akan nangis..seres insaf siot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;our first destination after sembahyang raya..(for each year)..was visited kubur nenek at Taman Permata..followed by visited my closest uncle..Pak Ngah..seres bila dah gi umah Pak Ngah i can't resist from cramping all the damn foods into my throat..plus my Pak Ngah ni mmg pandai pujuk makan dan habiskan segala mende makanan yg dia hidang kt meja tu...badly need to check my up-to-date weight aaa....it followed by visited my nenek sedara at Taman Melewar..until late evening...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;at night, there's nothing interesting..it was more like a small family gathering...everybody sat in front of tv and watched apa-apa rancangan yg tersiar kat tv tu..so at the same time..bole aa sibuk melayan kerenah anak-anak buah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tomorrow..we are planning to go down to Malacca and visit some of our relatives somewhere around Jasin..Tangkak..Alor gajah...and whatsoever...it must be a very,very, very tiring day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still thinking bout my coming PTD interview... already start feeling the "pressure" as most of the family members have been expressing their expectation...really..really..really..hopefully i could do well....anyone!!! pray for me too aaa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i think i had wish Selamat HAri Raya to most of my closest friend around me...still terharu coz dpt sms RAYA from people yg lama gila tak contact and some of them yg jarang gila bertergur sapa...some of them were really unexpected...Denise..Am..Faraidi..Einur..Abg annas..Abg Rosli..Abg Hamid..Cai..Moon..etc...to those yg tak sempat nak ucap tu...still wish u guys "Selamat Hari Raya and Maaf Zahir Batin"...nak kata "dosa" tu...aku rasa seres MELAMBAK siot..ye la sometimes...mulut ni takde insurans gak..main sedap cakap je...kutuk-mengutuk..ngumpat-mengumpat..bengang..dendam..benci...maki-hamun..seres hopefully those people really forgive me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so..my mom oredi membebel suruh tido..coz besok kena drive balik Melaka....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-113103736696067556?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/113103736696067556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=113103736696067556&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/113103736696067556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/113103736696067556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/11/raya.html' title='Raya'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112973475139799854</id><published>2005-10-19T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T23:12:31.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>searching the ol' time spirits..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tonite..i am so obsessed..searching back the ol' days hard rock music spirits...the excitement rememberance of the ol' days nu-metal, punk rock, hard-core, garage and grunge sounds of musics and bla..bla..which once upon time..gave me a lot of strength and energy exploring the beauty of musics universally..lately i was too much into indo+malay &lt;em&gt;dan segala-gala yang sewaktu dengannya&lt;/em&gt;..(but they were the selected one haa!!!)..there is no complaints bout that..bcs truely..i could listen to any kind of musics as long as it suits my musics appetite..i'm not hypocrite..(at least..)..i'm not type of twenth four seven head-bangers who forever say no to anything slower than "slipnot"..or a kinda type of music lovers who "must" only listen to the lyrics full of "f" words..(it was a long time a go..where i was struggled to buy imported cds since local distributors tend to edit all the harsh words..)..i am not loyal to any kind of music genre..the music i listened is more naturally depends on my mood..and it will varied..anytime..anywhere..back to the earlier point..due to the ol' time spirits yg merasuk-rasuk ni..i spent my entire night just to download back most of the latest/old tracks which i missed all this while..especially..deftones..snot..korn..snapcase..drowning pool..incubus..at the drive in..etc..like lately..(since hari tu terjumpa harta2 karun cajun kat gasing..including cd snapcase dia tu.."Designs for Automation")..i was so excited listening to snapcase..even the cd is still stucked in my cd player for almost 3 days....at least for a while i'm back!!!..searching the ol' time spirits... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112973475139799854?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112973475139799854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112973475139799854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112973475139799854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112973475139799854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/10/searching-ol-time-spirits.html' title='searching the ol&apos; time spirits..'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112944120265863637</id><published>2005-10-16T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T15:45:48.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"memoir" seminggu di negeri Johor..poyo version..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I just came back from jb..it was a one week outstation work which mainly doing assets registration for our "fussy" singaporean client which owned the JB City Square in jb. i was there with my "boss" a.k.a jeffrey a.k.a my head department..and the best part was..our kl office arranged a 5-star hotel for us which was The Puteri Pan Pacific for our 6-days stay in jb..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day one (Monday,10/10)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;theoritically, we departure from kl on Sunday nite which was around 12.00 am..picked up my boss at pandan mewah..and straight headed to famously lebuhraya utara-selatan..we reached there at 3.30 a.m..we went to mamak restaurant..i had my sahur..and subsequently..scratching our head for an idea of the place for us to get a short nap before attending a meeting at 8.30 a.m. since our hotel reservation activated on the following day, so the only choice was...CAR!!!..so there we were..got a 4 hours nap..in a car..in front of the pan pac hotel..with the engine turning-on..until we finally woke up..just to realized that the car park was already fully-loaded..we woke up..tidy up ourself..went to the hotel lobby washroom..took a simple shower..and principally, just try not to be suspiciously looked like a pathetic poverty kl strangers in the middle of the jb town!!! all done..straight headed to jb city square..for a 30 minutes meeting..meet-up with our fellows jb branch collegues, CSquare branch and maintenance manager, supervisors...and subsequently..initiated our first walk through the entire building and started with our assets registration exercise....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the entire day was totally tiring!! that killed my interest to walk-out from the hotel for the first nite of our stay in jb..it was so frustrated+boredom...suddenly i was thinking bout one of my fren..and the almost 3 hours tele-conversation unintentionally ended my day in a much better way.. at least....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day two (Tues,11/10)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had my first nice experience as early as 3.30 in the morning which was.."eating sahur besides the window panel of my hotel room with just in front of me..a clear excellent scenary of Singapore flooded with night lighting"..i would snap a picture if only i could supposedly afford to buy my own lumix..so apparently..i just captured and stored the scenary in my mind..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....other than that, it was typically tiring day of work..none interesting to tell bout...unless you guys are really interested knowing more bout a/cond, fire sprinklers, domestic water pump, cooling towers, and other similar stuffs like that..so just forget bout these...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the most interesting part was..capeng sms-ed me and told that i was selected for PTD interview..!!!!hooray!!! for the PTD No: 197 candidate!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i had my break-fasting at my brother's house in Mutiara Rini..(it's in skudai..if not mistaken)..then went back to hotel..watching those silly channel available on tv..and finally doze-off with my t-shirt and pant still tacked on me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day three (Wed,12/10)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..after we had completed our work..so me and my boss accompanied by our frens just walked through the adjacent area besides jb city square..we learnt that the the jb centre town was surrounded by hundreds of cd/dvd stall/shops which in fact..the dvds was sold at a very cheap price..as cheap as rm6..and the most we had to pay is only rm8..even the pornographic dvds were sold openly with a price as cheap as rm15..(hehe).. and even more..i think..undoubtedly..you guys could find any movie titles that u want..they sold some of the rare interesting movies..from french..latino..with all the "padi"..being tagged on the cover..(popo, stone and jeg surely could easily had their eyes burnt!!!)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;then..we had a called from local contractor..asking to bring us out for a couple of drinks.. we went back to hotel..get prepared..and together we went to a famously pub..just a little outskirt of jb..named "Orang-Orang" (SO WEIRD NAME..)..i don't "drinks!!"..so i just drank a coke..the girs there were pretty and most of them had a long leg..since it was "just a pub"..so it means that we just had our drinks!!!..talking business..(cehh..)..bullshitting a little bit..pleased him a little bit..(for paying our drinks and every moment we had in Orang-Orang)..talking bout golf..(ceh..bosan..)..talking bout karaoke gals..(its normal topics for contractors).. talking dirty things bout thailand..(cehh..just layan je..i never been there afterall..)..and etc..and finally he brought us to "stualang"..(aku rasa aa nama nye..)..had supper tepi laut..just adjacent to the "free-duty" area..subsequently..sent us back to hotel..thanks him..then..suddenly forgot all bout him as soon as i enter my room...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day four (Thurs,13/10)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;me and my "boss" a.k.a jeffrey went to Danga Bay after berbuka..i still can't find anything much special bout this place!!!...for ever 10 johorian i asked about the best nightspot for us to hang around..9 of the answer would be "Danga Bay!!!"(driver taxi).."Danga Bay la bang.."(7 eleven worker).."Danga Bay kot.."(adik kak ipar aku).."why not you go to Danga Bay"..(CSquare receptionist)..so the johorians would all answer "DANGA BAY!!"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;danga bay..is nice to hang around..but comparatively, i would prefer to hang at hartamas..or even Raju Corner "roti canai"..to be honest..it is the best place for "couple" who diely intended to proposed his wife-gonna-be with a little bit singapore scenary+some high speed boat and yacht scenary..i dunno what the problems...but i just dont felt anything interesting bout them..there was open food-court (who sell tomyam yg banyak "sampah" for ONLY rm8..)..International restaurant (if that tomyam "sampah" cost u rm8..i couldn't imagine the cost of this restaurant's tomyam "sampah" creation)..there was a keretapi..ala cam kat zoo negara tu..u can see every johorians were so excited riding the keretapi..(whatever!!!!)..there was a roller-coaster+merry-go-round-cup+etc..which looked like a normal fun-fair which happened supposedly in the big city as JB..some stalls..selling t-shirt written as "Welcome to Danga Bay"..and so on..so for me Danga Bay is not a extra-ordinary must visited place which originally digembar-gemburkan oleh orang-orang JB..*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day five (Fri,14/10)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i finished my work as early as 5.00 pm..then already planned to had a "fast-breaking" with my brother..he invited me to join a "berbuka puasa bersama rakan-rakan" session at Taat House, just a 10 minutes from my hotel..my brother paid for it..so..it's free!!!!..so it was a 'MUST GO' thingy..ala tunjuk aa muka manis sikit..borak 2-3 patah ngan member dia..the rest of the time i spent it wisely enjoying all the delicious foods provided..it was so deliberately delicious!!!..i might say..the menus were quite simple..but..those meals taste so good..no wonder..i saw the hall was fully loaded with various races of people enjoying their meals..chinese..indians..malays..(of course ha!!!)..mat saleh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after sembahyang maghrib..enjoying some desserts..(that time just realized that there was Hani Mohsin just a distance away from table..not bothering me, instead!!)..then..salamss..(just a plural for bersalam2)..then drove back to my hotel..at first me and my boss planned to enjoy a live-band show at Eden Hotel (suggested by a "one-night-in-jb-memoir" contractor..but then suddenly..rasa malas teramat sangat..so we just sat in my room..we chat a lots..i asked a lot of beer..liquors..about those wines..bout spanish-fly..tequila..shot-gun high-fly..the tigers..bout all the damn things..(just asking as the day before saw them had their drinks together at Orang-Orang)..just wanna know bout the taste..how good having those beers..what the differences between them..and so on..bcs my "boss" was studied in US during the ol' skool times...and he meant to be so exposed with those kind of the world of "air haram"..just for my info...i supposed...at least i don't find myself loss in the middle of the related-topic discussion..later on..at least we know..to taste it...insyaallah..i will never ever do it..at 11 pm..we went out for a while..took our supper..bought some mineral water..cigarettes and so on..already planned for a little bit "stay-up" at night instead of typical early 12.00 o'clock dozing time..just that it was so happened that the next day..there were nothin else important things to do at office..so it was ok to wake up a little bit late..(10 am for example..)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Day six (Sat,15/10) - final day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as planned earlier, i woke up at 10 am..bought sometimes to do cleaning and some packings..bought sometimes to enjoy my last hot shower in "ROOM 1211"..which later on would similarly been enjoyed by thousands of others..(whos knows if some great people is in the list..)..bought sometimes to clear my "sahur" tray..took it slowly and placed it slowly outside my room..and bought sometimes enjoying reading newspaper with the scenary of singapore scenary just happened to be in front of me..(lebih2 sial aku describe ni..padahal biasa je aku rasa..poyo lebih)..and after everything settled-off..check-out..and headed to JB City Square for a few more tide-up works..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;around 2.15 pm..after my "boss" satisfied himself by doing some shoppings...he bought some PADINI's..then we continue our final chapter of a one week adventure..driving back to KL..it's a homie land, dude..around 7, we reached my boss apartment..and it was already "azan"..so..again..there was always Marlboro 10's (its becoming 10's instead of 14's..its Ramadhan maa..)..screamed to be burnt and being slipped into my lips..reached home at 7.15..everybody were in my house..Andy..my cousin..my brother+his family+his wife's family..my recently just 2 days employed indonesian house-maid and others...without wasting time..just throw all the damn foods ever crossed in front of me..altogether into my tummy...heavenly!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...just 1 one week diary...as far as i am concerned..the previous entries were never longer than this..maybe it is a story-time..just feel that myself is fully-loaded with story to be told and and story not to be told...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;daaa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112944120265863637?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>39</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112861344463711072</id><published>2005-10-06T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T00:53:27.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..Reciting the God Order..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;here it comes again "Ramadhan eve"!!! ahlan wah Sahlan!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i was thinking about &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;penning this topic for my yesterday entry&lt;/span&gt;..but..masa syok menaip..suddently somebody &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;pull off my network cable&lt;/span&gt;..and you know once it has already disconnected..there is no way to get back to what you had previously wrote..maybe that was the perfectly ringing bell..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puasa-Day 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Sahur : Amin crashed my &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;merry-go-round dreamz&lt;/span&gt;..(syok gile mimpi semalam)..forced me to get my ass prepared for sahur..which i had ordered earlier..lauk bujang..nasik lauk ayam goreng..and for sure its "beli!!"..i can't remember when the last time we broke the kitchen and showed our skills in cooking.."beli!!"..easy maa..but to be frank..since i was a kid..&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i hate sahur with "nasi lauk-pauk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..it is too much..dude..my mom was always there..forcing me to load the "nasi lauk-pauk" all into my tummy....hmm..missed that so much!! subsequently..burn a cigarette..and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;smoke with whole-heartedly&lt;/span&gt;...its so damn challenging aaa.. daily life without cigarette..just so to happen in a month out of the entire year..&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;practice aa remie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..then..solat..and continue bedding..anxiously searching back the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;missed episode&lt;/span&gt; of my merry-go-round dream..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Working Call : woke up at 7.15..tdo balik..then bangun at 7.30..then tdo balik..and finally bangun at 7.45..the toilets were full..woke up..walked to my closet..searched for the shirt and pants..ironed..and &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;try to looked cool like it was still too early for work&lt;/span&gt;..once the toilet giving the green light ping..jumped into it and got myself showered..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Office : its normal for everybody in the office watching me passed by as late as 8.45..or..8.50..or..8.59 (my office hour is 8.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3o) ..its &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;NOT NORMAL for them to see me passed by the entrance at 8.35&lt;/span&gt;..even one of receptionist glanced at me..disbelief..for sure..its not because of my smart-looking appearance in the verge of the mind-numbing+monotonous+boring morning..for sure..bcs of the considerate of thinking that finally..i was "nearly" able to comprehend the company philosophy.."PUNCTUALITY"..what the heck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i don't bother bout it..anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Workload :&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt; "alhamdulillah"&lt;/span&gt; is the best word to be fully utilized during this ramadhan..instead of "s**t", "f**k", "***-hole"..and whatsoever..those routine foul words keeps running in my head everytime i feel so f**k-up..tensed..etc..it is so bloody EVEREST aaa..somemore..lotz of preparation need to be done for next week &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"one week outstation work" in JB&lt;/span&gt;..(that will be much more interesting chapter especially tengah PUASA ni..damn)..but..dengan adanya &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"barakah" puasa ni&lt;/span&gt;..pretend everything flows perfectly smooth..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Berbuka : get my ass out of the office as early as i can..5.20..and my mind was already pointed sharply to the &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;"ayam percik special" &lt;/span&gt;pasar ramadhan TTDI..which caught my attention the day earlier..by the time i managed to grab one of the nearby parking..Affy rang me and asked to "bukak puasa" together with Todd and Syidee..n the best part is..she cordially offered the "bukak puasa" treat..hehe..without thinking twice..straight approaching to Gasing..picked her up..made a reservation at &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Thai Corner&lt;/span&gt;..went back to Gasing..took a shot nap..woke up..approached to Thai Corner with Affy and Todd..met Syidee..and there i was..having "Steam Siakap", "Kailan+Beef", "Mixed Tomyam", "Hot plate Towfoo", "Honey-Dew appertizer" and "sotong goreng" as my free-of-charge "berbuka puasa menu"..yummy..full-loaded..and afterwards..smoke like hell.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;celebrating the most recent cigarette price rises..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Terawih : Some people might think that for sure..&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;i was going to miss this part&lt;/span&gt;..especially my mom..(keep asking me if i exercising the "terawih")..THE ANSWER is I DID MOM..start from tonight..CONTINUOUSLY??..&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;that part i think i might lose again&lt;/span&gt;..but..for sure..i'll always reserve some of my effort to do it..tonite..me..with popo..amin..syidee..apez..berterawih at IB..which well-known of their &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;super express 8 rakaat exercise&lt;/span&gt;..plus MORE..(bonus)..but..i think the tag worn by them, no more..tak de aa laju sangat..n takde aa slow sangat..just nice..since i was studying in UM until now..i still find that IB is one of the modest place to exercising "terawih"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;...its already 12.37..badly need to doze-off..otherwise..i might missed my sahur..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112861344463711072?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112861344463711072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112861344463711072&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112861344463711072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112861344463711072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/10/reciting-god-order.html' title='..Reciting the God Order..'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112791707535374720</id><published>2005-09-28T21:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T23:43:38.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>anyone found one of these..</title><content type='html'>a top 10 list of my missing cds..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/e40845zrbw9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Marilyn Manson : Holy Wood (In the Shadow of the Valley of Death) - Marilyn Manson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Local Made&lt;br /&gt;B : RM 40.00 ++&lt;br /&gt;C : A bit slow to adapt with Manson's songs..this was my second cd after previously bought his full compilation of "all-time best" music videos..at one time..my opinion bout him.."Get a life dude!!"(ceh..cam biasa ayat ni..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/e69499t02cv.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) MACHINA/The Machines of God - Smashing Pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Local Made&lt;br /&gt;B : RM 35.00 (bought at OU)&lt;br /&gt;C : You asked Cajun!!He's a truely die-hard fans..i am just a backbenchers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/pic.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) First Wing - Takako Uehara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Imported&lt;br /&gt;B : RM 59.00 (if i'm not mistaken..bought at Tower Records OU)&lt;br /&gt;C : Prime motive..she's gorgeous..other than that..hmm..give me sometimes to search for logical reasons!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/c735657kx5u.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Evil Empire - Rage Against The Machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Imported&lt;br /&gt;B : Can't remember dude..&lt;br /&gt;C : Priceless!!i kill those who stole this album..definitely..no considerate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/d73570al5ll.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) The Battle of Los Angeles - Rage Against The Machine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Local&lt;br /&gt;B : RM 35.00++&lt;br /&gt;C : still idoling zach de la rocha..even at that time..i was hesitated to change the whole image of myself and just want to be like him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/e29371djd71.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) New Found Glory - New Found Glory&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Local&lt;br /&gt;B : Can't remember..&lt;br /&gt;C : hmm..just an alternative selection when i'm boared listening to green day's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/e30308zyt6i.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Hybrid Theory - Linkin Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Imported&lt;br /&gt;B : RM 45.00++( i bought it at Victoria Music Kota Raya)&lt;br /&gt;C : Priceless!!It was the time when they was "nobody" in the scene..it was the time, Korn..Deftones..RATM..Slipnot..hold the dominance..Ironically, this album was introduced to me by a form 3 students while i was actually looking for Korn latest album..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/d664131f386.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Dookie - Green Day (cassette)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Local kot..&lt;br /&gt;B : It had been a long time dude..totally can't recalled the price..&lt;br /&gt;C : It was among the best debut album..i guess..(eventhough i heard there were few others had been released prior to dookie)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/e15680q7dwi.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) The Marshall Mathers LP - Eminem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Pirate (ceh..)&lt;br /&gt;B : 15.00 kot..ala..Uptown maa..&lt;br /&gt;C : It was the time when "Stan" sounds everywhere..until it made me crazy to pumped it into my collection..it was also the time when i start to admit that "white" can rapping that well..i thought after "vanilla ice" it was all ended!! (whatever??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/f0523212u80.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Stone Riders - Cypress Hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A : Pirate (again!!! cis..)&lt;br /&gt;B : how bout RM xx.xx&lt;br /&gt;C : They're genius dude!! Shot yourself if u guys never heard bout them..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112791707535374720?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112791707535374720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112791707535374720&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112791707535374720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112791707535374720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/09/anyone-found-one-of-these.html' title='anyone found one of these..'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/th_e40845zrbw9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112749091483035175</id><published>2005-09-23T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T23:58:18.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nic O' Tynne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;smoking is bad for health..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;wish i never try it before..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just find myself stucked.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;and confined in the requisite of "nic O' Tynne" influence..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just feel pity of myself..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112749091483035175?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112749091483035175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112749091483035175&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112749091483035175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112749091483035175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/09/nic-o-tynne.html' title='Nic O&apos; Tynne'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112740697584605351</id><published>2005-09-22T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-23T00:36:15.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giggs : The Autobiography - Ryan giggs</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/giggsauthobiography.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;the suspect : Ryan Giggs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nick : giggsy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;high : .."since he first captured Sir Alex Ferguson's attention 17 years ago - when the Scot likened him to 'a dog chasing a piece of silver paper in the wind"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;low : .."bluntly points out how annoyed he was at being left out of last season's FA Cup final starting line-up"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;loyalty : .."Out-of-favour Giggs 'won't quit United"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;desire : .."It is not the eight championships which drive you on, it is the two or three you didn't win"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;passionate : .."ah well, I have won it four times, I am not that bothered'. I wanted a fifth and p***ed off was how I felt"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;gong ho : .."he scored one of the greatest goals ever witnessed in the semi-final replay against Arsenal in April 1999"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;triumph : .."Giggs is the only player to have played in all eight of those title winning campaigns"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;frenzy : .."One Valentine's Day, 3,000 cards arrived for him at United's Carrington training ground"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;supports : .."Giggs still has 'big part' to play"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/giggsm1.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.."One thing seems clear: the crowd will be singing "Giggs will tear you apart, again!" for a few years yet"..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112740697584605351?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112740697584605351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112740697584605351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112740697584605351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112740697584605351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/09/giggs-autobiography-ryan-giggs.html' title='Giggs : The Autobiography - Ryan giggs'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/th_giggsauthobiography.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112698240966802440</id><published>2005-09-18T01:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T03:37:45.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ohaiyokk!!!</title><content type='html'>just wanna update few japan drama series which i have been watched recently..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Engine &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Actor : Takuya Kimura..Actress: Koyuki (ala..yg berlakon The Last Samurai ngan Tom Cruise)..typical acting by Takuya..ko la yg paling "cool" and ko la yg paling "hero" sekali..tp nak buat camna..tu jugak la yg buat cite tu best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000926.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000220.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000239.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Summer Snow&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : the prime reason..of course aa..Ryoko Hirosue..cute gile aa dia ni..previously, she was in Beach Boys and Shotgun Marriage..which both are the worth watching series..(to me aa..)..the storyline..is simple..lots of humor..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000467.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img style="WIDTH: 56px; HEIGHT: 75px" height="75" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000233.jpg" width="126" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To heart ~ koishite shinitai&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : actornye..Dohmoto Tsuyoshi..at first..aa bosan gile aa dia ni..coz most of the time i was watching Takuya as the hero..but as the series flows..without any doubt..i think he's the backbone of the play..the heroin..Kyoko Fukada..ala lembik aa dia ni..seres bosan!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000415.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000188.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000457.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Be nice to people / 3 Piece&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : by reading the title itself..cis amat poyo la bunyi nye..few times popo try to convince me to watch this series..but the truth is..ni lah antara yg paling best aku pernah tgk..lawak tahap Dewa Kayangan nye..and the impotant parts..in most of the japan drama series aa..Morale Value..nak kata total Morale Value..kena bilang jari tangan ngan kaki..but since that aku ni kebal..takde satu pun morale value tu yg dpat meresap ke dalam otak aku ni..(ceh..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000685.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000155.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/001438.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/001438.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/001437.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beauty or Beast (in progress)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; : Actor: Fukuyama Masaharu..Actress : Nanako Matsushima..(aa..malas aa nk tulis panjang)..just completed 3 episodes..n 8 more to go..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000618.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000557.jpg" /&gt; &lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/000111.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;badly need to doze off..zzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112698240966802440?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112698240966802440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112698240966802440&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112698240966802440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112698240966802440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/09/ohaiyokk.html' title='Ohaiyokk!!!'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/etc/th_000926.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112634500127668171</id><published>2005-09-10T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T17:39:04.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..K2M..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last night..our club.."they" named it as "Kelab Muda Mudi-K2M" (ceh..geli gak dengar namanye)..having a modest bowling tournament at One Utama..my group just managed to finished 5th..ok la tu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/bowling/bowl2.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/bowling/bowl1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/bowling/bowl7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/bowling/bowl8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/bowling/bowl4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/bowling/bowl5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/bowling/bowl6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112634500127668171?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112634500127668171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112634500127668171&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112634500127668171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112634500127668171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/09/k2m.html' title='..K2M..'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/bowling/th_bowl2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112619991515995590</id><published>2005-09-09T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T01:18:35.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...L.O.D...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/lordsofdogtownposter2.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;..skateboarding is so cool although i have yet getting a chance to  get into it..perhaps..i tend to vanish it from my list considering it is too late to initiate the first move.."LORDS OF DOGTOWN"..in my opinion..perfectly demonstrate the real passion of this games..sadly missed the whole beauty of it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112619991515995590?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112619991515995590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112619991515995590&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112619991515995590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112619991515995590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/09/lod.html' title='...L.O.D...'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112602936177661919</id><published>2005-09-07T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-07T01:56:01.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thought of a day..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;after just 11 months..i might..again considering my options to change job..why?? dunno..everythings seems to be confusing..obviously, after nearly 3 years searching for a right career, i still can't get what i really want..and even scared that everything that i had planned before i reached 30s are hardly to achieve..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112602936177661919?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112602936177661919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112602936177661919&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112602936177661919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112602936177661919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/09/thought-of-day.html' title='thought of a day..'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112593534651352974</id><published>2005-09-05T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T23:59:06.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PTD wannabe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my whole perception of government servants ethics and calibre changed since i attended a PTD assessment course last weekend..they named the 3 days assessement course as "PAC" which means "PTD Assessment Centre"..the course was held at INTAN timur..located at Kemaman..(since that..i was so obssessed adding "G" in each of my words..hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;without doubt..majority of us are still prefer to be part of private sector..which obviously offer bigger amount of salaries..and even some might say..that they were more professionals and competitive..but trust me..for those who have attended the PAC programme..at least we barely admit that being a PTD could be one of the most greatest self-achievement we could be proud of for our entire life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;to be frank..to get ourself into government sector is harder than u can imagine..to be a PTD..for me..it's far worst than i expected..during the PAC programme..i easily see myself hard to adapt with the stiff competition thrown by thousands of other candidates..there were thousands of character which i considered as "weird"..thousands of character which i considered as "too charismatic"..few others which i feel easily could be branded as a natural leaders in the making..nevertheless..there were also some who i saw over-reacting..too desperate selling their ownself..just to get more attention..until everybody could easily see..how faked those people were all about..pretending to be "YANG PALING PTD SEKALI!!!"..which at some point..i felt so annoyed..and was more like.."lantak aa korang.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all the activities are so interesting and amazingly..we are easily gelled and able to worked together as a group..(although there were still numbers of dumb-heads-most-pathetic-mankind-on-earth fighting each other..for not dare to share the "spotlight").. there was a "problem solving activities", public speaking in malays and english, 2.4 km fitness test, parliment debate and ended with a closing speech by Intan Timur Director on the day we graduated as successfully completed the 3 days PAC programme..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;but..sadly..i dont think that i have done to the full limit of my capabilities..3 times failed to commit punctuality enough to tell how slim my chances will be..hehe..(plus ada sekali tu silap masuk kelas lagik..DAAA!!)..but to me..i still think what i've done is the best i could do at the moment..i think its better to be natural..to be "who you are"..not just a "3 days PALING PTD!! candidates" which is barely faked and disgusted..i know what the extent of capabilities i had..at the same times admit millions of weekness compare to some candidates which me myself so admired (ada budak tu aku ngan jamy panggil "Number 1", paling dedikasi skali..sesuai ngan No 1 yang tertera kat badan dia..banding ngan aku yang bernombor "197" ni..huk..huk)..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;if there is any other similar chance in the future..i'm sure i would grab the opportunities..by the time..maybe i am a much more prepared and more convincing than what "Number 1" had shown..insyaAllah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112593534651352974?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112593534651352974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112593534651352974&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112593534651352974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112593534651352974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/09/ptd-wannabe.html' title='PTD wannabe..'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112532760006517892</id><published>2005-08-29T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-31T11:24:34.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gincu Ungu n Violet Gol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Two malay movie in two weeks..SHUT UP!!!.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;few years back, i might killed myself rather than keep myself alive if somebody forced me to enjoy watching malay movies..but, recently i am shamely admitted that few malay movies are worth to watch..my previous entry..i was penning bout "sepet" which until now i still regards it as a best movie ever made by malaysian director for how many years..i can't remember..but..the other two newly modest malay movies which i recently watched were also good.."Ungu Violet" and "Gol n Gincu"..much talked have been heard bout these two interestin movies..sometimes..i was wondering..the admiration is due to the movies itself..or the cutie actress..(i even wore seat belt to prevent myself from jumping everytime Dian appear on the screen..) or maybe just a blessing from the indie movie admirers who desperately seeking a wholely changes from a typical malay movie perspectives..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;There will be a new Indon movie hit the silver screen by the end of this week..Rangga!!hopefully it will worth my 10 bucks..popo has told me the title..but didn't stick in my mind aa.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112532760006517892?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112532760006517892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112532760006517892&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112532760006517892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112532760006517892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/08/gincu-ungu-n-violet-gol.html' title='Gincu Ungu n Violet Gol'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112523813552573535</id><published>2005-08-28T19:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T22:08:55.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories..shut down..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;today..huh..it's a so fucking boredom!! huh..*relief*..i dunno..it's like nothing such as nice and beautiful dreams nesting in my mind..i have nothin interestin to do..no interestin person to meet..no money to spend.. no companion to dig an old-time jokes..no gasingerz for only-we-know-what-the-jokes-is-all-about..aahhh.. it should have been a very nice weekend, i suppose..but i can' t feel the xcitement anymore...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's someone who i really..really..really..wanna meet and chat when it comes to this very pathetic moment..someone who i honoured as my very special friend..once i so deadly missed the whole day and nite..the one who i find so meaningful in my eyes..who can makes me so happy for thousand years..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;honestly, i dunno what inside her makes me so crazy about..we find out that we're never clique..we hates in each other in some ways..we so incredibly akin to each other in some 'ways'..we hardly meet..we hardly contact each other..we prefer to keep our mouth shut when everytime we hang out together..once we admit that we rarely being ourself when comes to relationships..sometimes we prefer to view things in hard ways..we hardly admit mistakes..  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;those obstacles still couldn't slam my intention from admiring her as a very special friend..prudently, i don't think of anyway we'll be as close as before..she might even already have someone even more special at a first place..well, i am still believe all the things happen for a good reason..and to make a further steps for serious relationship as before maybe not be a prudent decision..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;as much as i really missed her..i do also feel much wiser if i just let her go freely..freely out  of my mind..though, hoping there's someone who is better in holding the responsibilities to make her happy.. it's ok to be just a friend like this..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;just a piece of pathetics mull in the middle of the boring day....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-112523813552573535?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112523813552573535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112523813552573535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112523813552573535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/112523813552573535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/08/memoriesshut-down.html' title='memories..shut down..'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-112101911287577240</id><published>2005-07-11T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T02:20:54.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"""MoOdY***</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;SOMETIMES, i used to sit alone..just wanna spend my time for my ownself..just to be with me. TO be honest..it may obviously happen when i feel so DOWN. SOME people used to speak up their problems to someone they trust..some even shout to the world..just wanna let everybody know that "come on..i'm so down right now. is everybody listening!!!". I am more comfortable to just speak up my problems to myself..since, honestly none of the people around me that i feel i can trust so much..maybe. I can even spend the whole of my day, just demarcate myself in my room..thinking..dreaming..sleeping..FOR me its time for me to ignore all the damn things around me..refreshing myself..analysing my mistakes..n bla..bla..ITS kinda feel that i becoming so sensitive..n lately, the so-down feeling hits me so regularly..&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/10505868-112101911287577240?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/112101911287577240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=112101911287577240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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it's the truth.."rezeki" dia..that's the perfect word la..as far as i'm concern..some of my frenz 'round me don't like him..what the heck!! none of my problem la..bcs i always stressed this.."i do not have any problem having frenz with someone who majority of people don't like"..coz it's simple..as long he/she doesn't give me any trouble..it's always ok to me..tak elok meniru-niru aa..so last sunday..he was here in KL..and as usual..one of the usual thing we done together..is GIGS!!!..plus cajun..curently not in the good mood..asyik sedih je..turun gasing pun dah tak nak..so achid suggest us to accompany Fareed (Xcited Screamers) for  a modest gigs at Klang..just to give some support la..there we were..GIGS paling simple pernah aku attend!!..simple crowd..simple stage..but there was still some energetic performance..since we reached there a little bit late..so we just able to catch 2 bands perfoming..the first band..honestly..never heard bout them..but really sounds like "At the Drive In"..but yang boring nye..crowd more prefer to just sit n head bang rather that dancing, "pogo" n whatsoever..so passive la..and the other band..who else..Xcited Screamers..their musics still remained the same..but fareed voice improves so much..their music more like mellow..but still some additive with raps and core elements..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..i even snapped some pictures..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/gigs/P1010688.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***me and cajun..heading to Xcited Screamers training session..Uptown***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/gigs/P1010694.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***At the Drive In wannabe***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/gigs/P1010707.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***Xcited Screamers..but unlucky..there was no Dennis***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/gigs/P1010704.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***they even performed Malay song..aik..apahal diorang ni***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/gigs/P1010709.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***achid dah gemuk..aku dah gemuk..cajun pun dah gemuk***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;achid worked in Dubai..stone going to Terengganu..most of them are started make a move..i'm still stucked here in KL..shit..&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/10505868-112058709982406649?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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url='http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/gigs/th_P1010688.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111988749783968530</id><published>2005-06-28T14:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T23:51:37.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Curse them all..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lately..just think bout those stupid things again..but i think its time to me to decide..sincerely..at this very moment..i really hope all this feeling just hell out from my mind..curse them all..curse those fucking feelings..curse all those memories...&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/10505868-111988749783968530?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111980287997285828</id><published>2005-06-27T03:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T00:23:59.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homie..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this weekend, i spent most of my times just hanging at home..my parent's home..not gasing..it's been a while since the last time i slept in my own room..which now i understood nearly being hijacted by my sister..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like usual..being at home..i just feel like a little baby..there's mom who ready to cook any of my wish meals..there's mom who will wake me up in the morning..there's mom who anxiously looking after my room..just to ensure that its comfortable for me for bedding..its everything..although everytime i told her that i could take care of those things for myself..i'm a big boy..even 25..but..yes..maybe those things happen bcs i am just a mummy's boy..the things that i have to admit..the title which some people simply wish to avoid..but eventually..for me..something that i am proud of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even at 25..at times where i feel so tensed..i wish to hear her voice..telling me that everythings will be just fine..at times where i feel so extremely sad..its her who always witnessed the "little" part of me..crying..and badly need her hugged..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;...hopes that GOD always blessed  her with full of wonderful life..everyday..and every night... &lt;/span&gt;&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/10505868-111980287997285828?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/111980287997285828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=111980287997285828&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/111980287997285828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/111980287997285828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/06/homie.html' title='homie..'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111962556147570693</id><published>2005-06-24T21:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T23:14:36.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>..hadapi dengan senyuman..DEWA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;still can't help myself from stop listening to DEWA songs..it's becoming addicted.."high gile (means "syok" gile)" , said one of the "fans", stone..yeah..it's true mate..some of the lyrics means a lot to me..other than that..i do admire the musics.."malay musics sucks!!"..some of us might say..yeah it's absolutely true to me..but this ain't no malays musics..although practically the wordings are mostly in malay..oopps..indon..the concert..held at KL Tower was really enjoyable..we (me, popo, cajun, nini, kimin, adib, khid, haizal, nik and others) were there to witnessed how great the band performed..so impressed just to found out that some other fans..which appeared to be those  enthusiast to "underground scene" were also there to give supports..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/DSCN1058.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*the evidence..we're so addicted for more DEWA songs..hehe*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/bfb3d61b.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*some of us..cajun,me,popo,adib*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/DSCN1089.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*it's tiring..after 3 hours singing n jumping*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/CIMG1931.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*me,nini's fren,nini,popo,haizal..in front of performing stage*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/CIMG1925.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*it's a memorable nite*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we're looking forward for Peterpan concert..scheduled to held in KL possibly early of August..so, cajun n popo, are you ready for that??&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/10505868-111962556147570693?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/111962556147570693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=111962556147570693&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/111962556147570693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/111962556147570693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/06/hadapi-dengan-senyumandewa.html' title='..hadapi dengan senyuman..DEWA'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111920156564328798</id><published>2005-06-20T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T01:19:25.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bloody confusing...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it was  a difficult day..my mind non-stop looking for an answer..for those questions being asked to me..somebody looking for an answer from me which honestly me myself not really sure how to response..i don't even know which path i stand at this very moment..i gave an answer which can't even convince myself..i don't even know if it was coming straight from my heart..or just a fake explanation..it made me so confuse..becoming so confuse..just really pity of myself..shame of you, remie!!!!&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/10505868-111920156564328798?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/111920156564328798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=111920156564328798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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midnite show (Batman Begins) at GSC midvalley, i was having a different experience..watching "Mr n Mrs Smith" at SELAYANG CAPITOL..with faiz..a.k.a kaoun n his friend. honestly, i never heard bout a place called Selayang Capitol before..unless its Selayang Mall..which i used to pass by the area everytime i visited my friend..Apez..few years back..but  Selayang Capitol?? i did scratched my head just to recall or guest  where the hell on the Selayang land do claimed it existent..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when my friend called me asking the confirmation for the midnite show..at that time, i wasn 't have any mood to watch movie..actually..but since i thinking about how "sangap" my night time will be without them..i just simply think that watching movie with faiz might be just a simple  solution..plus faiz ni dok racun je tengok movie kat Selayang Capitol tu..so i just think that it might be fine to me just to see myself what so "ok" with it..these are some comparison can be made (by me..huh!! others, i dunno) between the 2 GSCs, Mid Valley and Selayang Capitol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Cheap !!!! yeah..what else, this exceptionally should be the prime reason..GSC Mid Valley cost you RM 11 (just raised the price..shit!!) while Slayang Capitol cost you only RM 7. plus..according to Faiz, you could even grab the movie ticket as low as RM 6 on Wednesday and RM 4..(just if u still dare to misused your old student card..)&lt;br /&gt;2) Availability !!! at Mid Valley, if the show scheduled to be just around the corner..you might find yourself stucked in the 1000 km queue..with everyone just fighting for a movie tickets..at Selayang Capitol..your presence is more like a red-carpet celebrity..the staffs are so nice and friendly..even..if the movie has  started for 10 minutes (new movie..i mean)..n you are so desperate to watch it..don't feel weird if you find out that there are still  dozens of tickets available for you..(siap bole pilih lagik tmpat duduk..)&lt;br /&gt;3) Sound system!!! Mid-valley..if THX..no doubt aa..and without THX pon can be considerably ok..Selayang Mall..hmm..hard to judge aa..but honestly, no so well la..THX..none!!!..i guess&lt;br /&gt;4) Seat !!! Mid Valley is more comfortable compare to Selayang Capitol. Selayang capitol tu pun satu..kena la bagi seat2 tinggi..cam Recaro tu.."sebab" nampak !!!&lt;br /&gt;5) Crowd !!! Selayang Capitol..those crowd eat "kuaci" during Mr &amp; Mrs Smith show..aku ingat makan kuaci just tgk cite P ramlee je..&lt;br /&gt;6) other than that..i think comparatively..balance aa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..Faiz..i think my judgement is parallel to my prediction la..but to me..it's still ok la considering the ticket price..kalo hujung bulan tu takde duit..bole la jenguk2 cite apa kat Selayang Capitol tu..but..i think i have no problem to watch movie  there again in the future..just to be frank..huh..&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/10505868-111912372912510061?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/111912372912510061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>cherating photos..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;previously, i wrote bout my trip to cherating..i intended to attach photos..but it was delayed due to some problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/42946fde.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***cherating view***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/P1010299.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***chalet***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/P1010239.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***cool..huh..***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/P1010235.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***first time menyiang sotong..heavenly***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/Nq002.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***siang sotong pun siang la...***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/DSCN1418.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***act like i know all bout the kitchen stuff..but actually..gals!!..i know none***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/En010.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***play time***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/En014.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***we won it..cheers!!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/Picture010.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***the losers..but looks like it's really ok to them***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/DSCN1416.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***breakfast***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/P1010250.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***my team..win,lose or draw***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/DSCN1452.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***prepare for BBQ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/Picture016.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***BBQ time***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/DSCN1462.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***she's cute..isn't she***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/P1010300.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***last pose***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/Picture029.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***still not end yet..more pose!!***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/En034.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***all of us***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b325/uehara80/Gasing%20Family%20Day/Cherating/En035.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...that's it..millions more in my collection...the trips was great..and those guys and gals are really great...it's was really a memorable one...adios...&lt;br /&gt;&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/10505868-111894229399429825?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/111894229399429825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=111894229399429825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/111894229399429825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/111894229399429825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/06/cherating-photos.html' title='cherating photos..'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111859432044303574</id><published>2005-06-12T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T00:47:12.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheers!! Mandom dude..at last..we did it</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;this evening, me and mandom did a "gotong-royong" which was coordinated by tippie..since tippie keep on non-stop telling us that our room tersangat la teruk..it was well enuff to ignite our intention to do a major cleaning..but honestly..bilik tu memang dah tahap membimbangkan pon..silap2 sarang burung pun ada kot..so for me it was successfully done by three of us..here is the cleaning inspection checklist which have been verified and approved by tippie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;1)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Sawang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;...none!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;2) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Habuk kat dinding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;..&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;.under control...if somebody telling us that there's still lot of dust kat dinding tu..we could explain that actually tu cuma pasal cat dinding je yg dah lapuk...other that..it's totally ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;3) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Habuk kat bawah katil Mandom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;...berkilat!! takde lagik benda2 yang bole dikategorikan sbg sampah!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;kalo ade pun..tu mesti ada budak baru buang sbb terlalu dengki tengok bilik kitorang dah bersih..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;4)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Habuk kat lantai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;...aku dah mob 2 kali..aku mob skali..tippie membebel kata lantai still melekit bla..bla..bla.. so the second time should satisfy her..i suppose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;5)&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Locker&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;...cam locker pompuan...bersih gile...baju kemeja gantung belah kanan...baju t b&lt;/span&gt;elah kiri..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;6) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Bedsheet and blanket&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;...jemur tengah panas..bau still ade aa..mana bole bagi ilang...nanti susah lak nak tdo..pijat??? dah lari kot..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;7) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Toilet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;...that part..mandom kena dera ngan tippie..i've no  comment...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;nak kata bilik kitorang ni dah totally clean...tu mmg agak mengarut la..silap esok..bila dah kelam kabut nak pegi keja..plus balik keja letih nak mampus...bilik ni bole jadi tunggang terbalik balik...it's a men room maa..takde aa nak hias sana-sini...yang penting bole rasa kipas tu skit..bole tdo..dengkur sikit...dah aa..to be honest...i relief that at last me and mandom dah bersihkan bilik ni...(plan dah berbulan2 dah..ari ni baru buat)...thanx to tippie coz sudi coordinate gotong-royong bilik kitorang ni...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;that's it..time to doze off...&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/10505868-111859432044303574?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/111859432044303574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=111859432044303574&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/111859432044303574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/111859432044303574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/06/cheers-mandom-dudeat-lastwe-did-it.html' title='Cheers!! Mandom dude..at last..we did it'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111833750645354830</id><published>2005-06-10T00:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T01:25:36.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super size me...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i can feel that i'm getting bigger and bigger..straight to the point..it's "buncit"!!..terlalu buncit!!! at first..it's hard to admit..ni pasal affy aa ni..asik cakap aku buncit..ha skang dh betul2 buncit..menci gila..below are some facts that makes me start to realize that i should start do something with my tummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) everyday bersiap nak gi keja..everyday la aku kena tahan nafas bila nak pakai seluar keja..my current pants size??honestly i dunno..48 kot!! shit..when i look at the mirror..i lose..mmg aku dah gemuk..&lt;br /&gt;2) time sembahyang..hmm this is the best part..bila duduk tahyat akhir tu..rasa cam lemak kat pinggang tu berlipat2..tension gila..haa..tu la..dulu kutuk kuman..takleh duduk tahyat akhir la..tu la..ni la..skang..haa..remie!!!..jawab..jawab..&lt;br /&gt;3) after makan..seriously aku rasa perut aku ni takde langsung ruang nak bernafas..kena lak bila tuck-in baju..wuiyoo..combo!! so cam biasa..strategy tarik nafas la the best yang bole buat..&lt;br /&gt;4) one by one people around me start telling me that i looked plumb!! those who are consistently telling me is who else if not my sister..than affy..once dulu elyas (time main basket)..nina (my collegue..tu yang straight go for a night jog!!!)..kak ina..my lovely sister-in-law..she even shocked of my new "size"..ala..yang lain pun sama la..&lt;br /&gt;5) and recently when i looked at those photos yang ada muka aku..TETT!!! its true..dah gemuk..even worst than i can imagine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so..camna aa..nak jogging..malas gila..tu pun harap main basket every wednesday..other than that..NONE..those fellas at gasingerzz have started with their weight control regime..mandom..popo..kuman (takyah cakap aa..)..capeng..my night jog dah stop for quite sometimes..rasanya bole kurus ngan sendiri tak??? cam everytime makan tu baca bismillah..then makan slow2..pas tu perut directly jadi kempis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now just celebrated tippie, g-bum and pullah besday at pizza hut bangsar..and just baru tadi..i watched the "Cherating da movie" CD..brilliant workmanship from hafiz..best gila..banyak gak gambar budak tu..it's not her aa popo..but the other one..nothin special..just that really love to see her face..other than that..takde apa2 pun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandom just doze off..so it's time for me to pull my blanket..to hug my bantal "busuk" and say goodbye..&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/10505868-111833750645354830?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/111833750645354830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=111833750645354830&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/111833750645354830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/111833750645354830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/06/super-size-me.html' title='Super size me...'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111825224624296380</id><published>2005-06-09T00:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T01:37:48.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Blue..Wednesday..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;my 2 days leave at last come to the end..aa..malas gile nak keja esok ni..malas nak bangun pagi..malas nak redah jam..malas nak masuk office..malas nak bukak drawing..malas nak pegi meeting..sume aa malas..rasa nak guling2 je kat tilam for the entire day..cis..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sure melambak2 keja tengah menunggu untuk esok ni..it's like tertera kat pintu masuk office JUBM tu.."Welcome Back Remie"..n beside the entrance door..Jeffrey (my superior) tengah pegang berpuluh2 file untuk bagi kat aku..huh..horror siot..damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today i had completed my 2 days PTD exam..nampak cam tak lepas lagi ni..just now exam comprehension and essay (BM + english)..it has been quite sometimes since the last time i wrote an essay..so pening gila bila nak start first paragraph tu..so as expected..it ended with essay yang maybe aku sendiri tak paham..ayat2 suma belit2..idea banyak..tapi nak tulis punya la susah siot..the interesting part is..the gal next table (macam the girl next door jugak la..) is Suria a.k.a "sunshine"..lama sial tak jumpa minah ni..at first bila aku jumpa masa first day exam..terperanjat jugak..cause i thought she's still in UK..bila tunduk tengok celah kelangkang..yes..really her..so we spent most of the time during exam together (marah affy kalo baca ni..)..but i never try to dig any sensation stories from her..just borak2 kosong je..pasal keja..pasal exam tu..pasal ex-classmate kat banting..n bla..bla..cis..rasa nyesal lak..tp takpe spy kat gasing tu pun dah cukup banyak untuk sebarkan gossip2 hangat ni..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's already 1.30 in the morning..penat main basket tadi pun tak abis lagi..penat gila siot..aku cam biasa..kalo tak kena jaga KAT tu..kena la jaga TASYA..under estimate aku..huh..nasib baik aku rendah "sikit"..kalo tak dah lama je slam dunk..takde halnye..tapi best gak jaga KAT tu..takyah aa nak lari banyak2..tadi main berapa set pun tak ingat..non-stop..rasa nak pengsan pun ada..esok pulak keja..huh best..combo..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully..esok..suma baik-baik aje (cam lahu DEWA tu..)..just can't wait this coming weekend...&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/10505868-111825224624296380?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111815986456141944</id><published>2005-06-07T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-01T01:12:53.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my HIGH and LOW...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Last weekend, me and other gasingerz went to PD..as usual..walaupun PD tu tak best..tp kalo dah muka2 yang pegi tu sume muka2 yg tak pernah stop buat lawak..amat best la jugak akhirnya. tp yg tak bestnya..actually that day..one of my collegue invited me to her house for a lunch..budak2 lain pun ada gak..so yang tak bestnye..before tu on friday..i didn't even give any indication yg aku nak pegi ke tak pegi dalam memo..(which at first i thought the PD trip is on Saturday which obviously aku mmg takleh pegi pun..which only they change the plan to postpone it to Sunday). so my collegues thought aku akan datangla..so here is the consequences..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day aku kt PD (petang), i sent sms to them mentioning that i failed to attend.  i said i feel so sorry to not&lt;br /&gt;announce it earlier (bcs it happens to my other collegue b4..cancelled utk pegi cherating at last minute..n akibatnya..budak2 sume pulaukan dia..padahal dia tu demam..x paham betul aku ni..). so i was afraid the similar thing will happen to me..n i pretty sure it's really happen to me..on Monday..when none of them rasa murah ati nak tegur aku..sume cam sejuk je..except those yg mmg tak dijemput tuk pegi..aku pun lalala..mampus aaa..aku buat dek je..tak nak tegur dah..aku buat hal sendiri jela..i still remember masa mula2 aku masuk company baru ni..some of them cakap yg aku ni sombong sikit..selalu mengelak bila time ada "aktiviti" diorang nak buat..dah tu sebab aku "banyak" benda nak borak2 ngan korang tu..aku buat "lawak" sorang pun tak paham..tension gile..so the best thing aku suka buat hal sendiri je..but semenjak cherating trip tu..aku rasa aku dah sacrifice a lot of things..petang2, lepas keja aku minum kt Restoran Padang Kota tu daripada terus balik gasing..aku join main futsal..tournament..lately pun join main futsal kat Footy SS24 tu..n few other things yang malas gile aku nak explain kt sini..so if just bcs of the stupid thing happened on sunday tu yang buat diorang nak pulaukan aku..i'm so dissapointed with them..it's looks so cheap when comes to the part you guys easily jump to the conclusion to hate me..so cam biasa..for me..FUCK IT..aku tak kisah pun..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;luckily, today and tomorrow i took leave just for the sake of taking PTD exam (eventhough cuti aku "banyak!!!")..parents aku gile berharap la..so nevermind la..and accidentally..pusat ujian tu just nearby my ex house..at first nak gak bagitau..tp bila pikir2 balik..i decide to just keep it silent..we're still friend..tak taula apsal aku nak jugak kawan ngan dia ni..it's hard to explain actually..but for the time being..i think both of us feel convenient ngan relationship camni..(ceh..bosan gile tulis pasal benda ni..). back to cite asal tadi..since that these 2 days aku cuti..so i really hope when i come back to work on thursday..everyting comes back to normal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe the things happen on monday tu kebetulan je (or aku je yg terasa lebih2..). but..thruthfully i still enjoy for having their companionship..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tapi at the end of the day, nothin can beat my Gasingerz fren..u guys are always great..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuff said..&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/10505868-111815986456141944?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/111815986456141944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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precious...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;some people may have  some kind of vision..&lt;br /&gt;like something bad is going to be happen..&lt;br /&gt;it's happen to me..&lt;br /&gt;my car was intruded by somebody&lt;br /&gt;my beloved cd player..has been stolen just like that..&lt;br /&gt;my car suffer severe damages..&lt;br /&gt;i killed him if i had a chance..&lt;br /&gt;the best part is..&lt;br /&gt;i took out the player header every single night..&lt;br /&gt;for the past 2 weeks..&lt;br /&gt;just feel bad like something going to be happen..&lt;br /&gt;except last night..&lt;br /&gt;god knows how i feel at this very moment..&lt;br /&gt;just pretend everything is ok..&lt;br /&gt;everyhting will be fine..hopefully..&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/10505868-111687166438935710?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111592320556219625</id><published>2005-05-13T00:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T02:04:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cherating trip..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sometimes i do feel proud of myself in the sense of still able to abide the tense of working load i had been carrying for these past few months. it's so relief to think that one more job has been completed and submitted today. it was an extra job, actually..which illegally been done..and it costs me 4 days full of tiring and restlessness..i am expecting a good pay for that since i even promised to pay arab 50 bucks just to assist me with some minor calculation works..thanks god..it's finally over..n certainly i will think twice to endure doing the same thing if the pay is so so..not even afford to pay back the many hours of time i skipped just to complete it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i still abide the strenuous of cherating trip which calculatively have been over for about 4 days. i was thinking about instantly write bout the memorable trips as soon as i reached kl. but however, the job that i mentioned above adversely cutted short the excitement and kept delaying me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah..now is a good time to put in my entry..in general, the trip was simple but still full of enjoyment. talking bout just 100 bucks for a vacation like that nowadays is bargain, i suppose..everythings being covered..petrol..accomodation..meals..bbq..activities..n the most important thing to me that the trip was held at cherating..that supposed to be the prime reason..i love beach as much as i love cigarrete..hehe..i love beach a lot..the scenary turns me on more that any other places..cherating is not the best but it is still the lovely place to be visited..we were renting few chalets namely "Tanjung Inn Villa"..a village feel-alike..really quite and dark during night time..and i easily can feel the smooth wind from the sea as the area is just adjacent to the beach..at least i could spent those little times to temporarily ignoring the shitty things running in my head and unpleasant feelings that haunted me..i could put aside myself temporarily from the tense feelings..tiring..and whatsoever..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the reason no.2..of course i took that oppportunity to know better bout my collegues..they are absolutely exciting..similarly to those of my frenz at gasingerz..the jokes..the laughs..the crazy things..that makes the trips more meaningful..i spotted some of them which appeared to be so committed in organizing the activities held there..kak june..kak zam..pai..boy..nadwah..bob(just mentioning few names..) especially during bbq nite session..i had more opportunity to know some of them even more better which some of them i had never spoken with or not even realized he/her existent (opps..i pretty sure it's that them who are not recognized bout my existent)..i had a good times with bob, norhan and hafiz (as they are my chalet-mate)..with fendi (as he is my co-driver who could devoted himself to me as much as i needed especially when it comes to the long journey drive)..with kak zam, su, mas n xerox (during the menyiang sotong "session")..einur (team 2gether during win, lose n draw 2gether with su, kak zam and fifi)..enot, nina, nora, boy n others (we win the beach contest..remember?)..with fuad n the rest of my chalet-mate(nite time chit chat..laughing..dirty jokes..storytelling..at our chalet balcony)..it looks like each one of us are gelled quite well..we had games together..n with the like bob..boy..pai..n the gangs were "participating"..the mood seems to be heavenly..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during nite time, we had beach bbq dinner..apparently in the dark..(unusual but it's romantic what??hehe) ..the meals are perfectly well to suit my appetite (as during that time i felt so exhausted n hungry)..and later carried on with an exchange gift session with my cute little japanese brand made comb being handed to xerox..hehe..hope she's ok with that..me myself get a teddy and photo frame from mas..thanks a lot.."ko untung besar la mi", one of the jokes from norhan considering the value of the gift i gave versus the gift that i received..that didn't concerned me much..honestly..just unlucky with kaoun a.k.a faiz..hehe..u seems always get a bad luck, i suppose..but still feel sorry for him..especially when he was left alone without any gift (tension gile mamat tu..his red ears tells a lot of his feeling..hehe)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday was a free session activity..after taking a brief breakfast (nasi dagang..yummy..yummy)..i took the opportunity for a brief walk along the beach..alone..snap some pictures..heavenly..sometimes i wish that i was born in kampung..near a beautiful beach..had a peaceable life..everything seems to be slow-moving..it's like i have more time to enjoy each of every seconds of my life..(ceh..it's sound poyo lak..)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the afternoon..everything had been settled up to hand over the chalet keys..it's another long journey back to KL..damn..the holiday seems running so fast..on the way back..we even stopped by at kuantan to have our lunch.."benteng"..it's the name for the place..i heard from my friends..the place located just nearby teruntum complex..(i had been there once before..when i was in form 4..if i'm not mistaken). the extra money from the vacation budget even could be used to pay our lunch..(like i said..cuti2 malaysia ni gile murah la..)..like usual..after lunch..lepak2 jap..gelak2..n around 5 o'clock..we left kuantan..heading back to KL..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached KL around 10 o'clock..n i had been told that boy's car stucked at highway..over-temperature..at that time i had already starving like hell..n like usual i called popo n been told that everybody at gasing had took their dinner..so i had dinner with bob, norhan, fendi, hafiz, einur :p , mas and ..... (can't remember her name). i paid the bills (am i out of my mind!!!)..actually there was still extra money left..so it's ok la..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;around 11.30 o'clock..i reached gasing..felt so tired but simultenously rasa tersangat puas..it has been a long time since my last vacation (tu pun company trip kt taman negara).. so that night i took early sleep..n fantasizing all the great and excitement i had experienced during the short holiday..especially those memories that i would never forget..its a wonderful thing to had such an amazing collegues..to have them around me..at least helps me to think that working environment is still enjoyable..&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/10505868-111592320556219625?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111538793083266730</id><published>2005-05-06T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T22:00:42.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weekend trip..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;so tired..tonite..i'm goin to cherating..lalala..with my collegues..so tired..still have to drive..hopes i will be more fresh n energetic..so excited..even i had to cancelled my movie session with my frens tonite..really appreciate those my frens..who willing to lend me some of their stuffs..courtesy to capeng..ur lumix..man..ur so kind dude..if it's mine..i'll never let u loan it from me..(just kidding)..i behaved myself for this entire week..i do feel u agree with me..that's the deal..n havin ur lumix should be the reward, isn't it..perhaps..i will keep trying to behave myself,ok..popo..the godfather of all kindness to me..pretend like ur snowcap is mine..hehe..tak tau aa..skang ni suka sgt pakai snowcap popo tu..n his luggage.. i'm not good in doing preparation for a trip..x taula camne nanti kalo slalu out-station..manjang kelam kabut..last minute preparation..that is the must!!..but..for tonite..i think everytin is ready..hehe..so..now..just wanna take a short nap..short rest..bcoz i badly need it rite now..&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/10505868-111538793083266730?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/111538793083266730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=111538793083266730&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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time..waitin for a live football telecast..chelsea vs liverpool..sounds boring (unless ___vs MU) but i just can't waste this opportunity to watch the disappointment on Jose Mourinho face after his team being demolished by liverpool..(wishfully :p)..hah damn it..MU could not survive until this stage..but honestly..currently..it seems look like chelsea is unbeatable..not because of the strong team they had..but for me they are more balanced team and everybody in the team are efficient as a team player..petr cech will not be that good without his highly-spirited captain in front of him..in front of the back four..stands their long lists of  creative midfielders with each of them are accomplished with the much-needed modern football type of play..excellent box-to-box midfielder..flair..creative..and able to score..(esp that bloody lampard..)..n in front of those makelele, lampard, joe cole, duff  and arjen robben, stands eidur which his role is more like ruud van..just hold the ball..n of course grab any damn opportunities in front of the goal..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years back..chelsea can sometimes be like spurs..sometimes can be like norwich n even sometimes can be like arsenal..but this year they are really them..highly-spirited team with magnificient desire..their last premier league triump is back on 1955..other than that..there are few other trophies which they had won..FA cup..league cup and intercontinental cup..if i not mistaken la..not much glory during their old days..with not so many legendary names to be remember..n yup..they got only gianfranco zola in the memorable list...(the legendary player..but still playing for his old club in italy..)..but this year, it looks like  they  wanna created legendary  players for their club more than any other  club in the world..what they have to do is just cash in the russion billionaire money..its only who?? they can even buy thousands of shevchenko..n thousands of ronaldinho just to keep them on the bench..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n MU..for me, this year is just another dissappointed season with the third placing in the league look set to be inevitable. everything seems wrong right from the start of the season..with the player like rooney..ruud van (this guy injured panjang la pulak)..alan smith n saha..none of them could consistently deliver a vital goal..seri..seri..bengang betul laa aku ni..the midfielders are even worst..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that doesn't means to me anymore..chelsea lose..yeah that's means a lot to me for the time being..at least..i don't think they are yet ready to be the most hatred club in england..with thousands of glories just to be envious by any other clubs..not yet..yeah not yet...&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/10505868-111515039329846196?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111501422600515501</id><published>2005-05-02T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T14:10:26.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seronotnye..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;heaven..3 days holiday. no cost estimate..no contract evaluation..no VO evaluation..no tender drawings to be analysed..no meeting..no formal office attire..no formal english conversation with my boss..no early morning shower..no tuition..it's absolutely feel like live in heaven..ohh best nye..it's really a much needed refreshment..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what i've been doin' for these past 2 days? seronok sakan..it started with karaoke session with my frenz..friday night. malay songs..yeah..just sharpened our talents..malay songs tu..wings, search, lefthanded, black dog bones (??), tah ape2 lagik. it's like..bila time pilih lagu tu..everybody just like..wei lagu apa pilih nih..tak nah dengar pun..but when one of us dah start nyanyi..time tu jgn sebut la..lompat2 atas sofa pun ada..everybody was excited..popo..mandom..apai..stone..abg kent..kali (membe stone yg bersuara merdu)..koyan(??)..capeng..yup mmg best..suara best ke tak best..itu belakang kira..yg penting seronok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday..bagun gile lambat..then my dad called me asked me to go back. ingat nak balik gak..then suddenly terfikir nak service keta coz next week me n my collegues are planing to go to cherating..(too bad..they asked me to drive..sucks)..so my dad was like..ok..tp tangguh nye tangguh kut 5 lebih baru gi service keta. tu pun atas dasar  courtesy abg mechanic tu..coz he said that day keta tuk service terlalu banyak..pas tu aku antar keta pun dah lewat..padahal the whole day pun aku bukan buat ape..guling2 je kan tilam tu..tgk scrubs..tido..pas tu bangun balik.. guling2 n tdo..sampai kul 4. luckily, abg tu baik n still willing take my car..&lt;br /&gt;settle satu masalah aku..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday nite..futsal! yeah long time never play futsal..tu pun kalo tak dipaksa oleh joe..malas gak nak main..joe..jamy..man toik..reza..mandom..sim..capeng..cajun..adik capeng..elyas..sume org score especially mandom..aku sorang je tak score..ciss..camne nak score..sume org nk marked aku..(ceh..alasan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday morning..early morning my mom already called me..asked me to go back..my parents want me to bring them to kenduri kawin. padahal aku dh janji ngan cajun nk gi show peterpan kt planet hollywood. i was like..camne aa. so at last i decide to cancelled je tgk peterpan tu..then cajun called me if i wanna watch dewa concert at kl tower..limited entry..RM50..see..something happen for a reason rite..aku rasa aku lg go for dewa than peterpan (aku just tau satu lagu je peterpan tu)..aahh..lepas pening2 jap..lepas called popo asking for our schedule..takut clashed ngan mende lain..green light..my answer is YES..then melayang la RM50 aku tu..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday nite..i had gathering with my ex-schoolmates. thanx to irfan for his effort..kalo tak krn dia..susah gile nk kumpulkan budak2 ni. ramai gak yg datang..muka2 biasa cam elyas..apez..zahir..tu slalu jumpa..but yg gila jarang jumpa cam madcap..limi..za'ba..nik..orges..bolah..tu yg buat aku teruja nak gi gak tu. the gathering took place at syed restaurant at bangsar. actually the purpose of the gathering is just that irfan nk pass kad kahwin dia..but cam biasa..bila dah jumpa sume (plus dgn kewujudan apez ngan zahir)..event dia straight jadi medan gelak ketawa..kutuk mengutuk..hahaha best gile..the stories are keep repeating everytime we met..but we never feel bored..we still laughing for the same jokes..but who cares..yg penting seronok..really missed all my frenz..so..bila dah dpt peluang utk gathering camni..tu yg smpi tak ingat diri bila dah gelak ketawa tu..sedar tak sedar..sampai kul 2.30 pg (plus lampu syed 2 kali tutup bukak..cam nak halau kitorang)..baru kitorang bersurai..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this morning..kul 7.30 dh terjaga..jeezz monday..then bila teringat balik ari ni cuti..automatic tarik balik selimut..sapu skit air liur kat mulut..n sambung tdo balik..yess best2. at last, it already comes to today which is the last day of my 3 days holiday saga..buhsan gile..really wish i could stop the time..lepas tu dah puas gile seronok2 baru bagi masa tu jalan balik..now i just have another 17 hours untuk berseronok2. so i don't think i wanna waste it just by sitting in front of this computer for the rest of my day..huh..nk kuar la..ciow..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-111501422600515501?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111484718462137631</id><published>2005-04-30T15:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T15:46:24.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/160/5078/640/091.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/160/5078/320/091.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she's so gorgeous...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-111484718462137631?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111452860382105807</id><published>2005-04-26T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T23:16:43.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You What???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;last night i did something that i never even think about doing it for the rest of my life..."NIGHT JOG"..ceh..macam la gempak sangat..padahal biasa je. but its cool..to me at least. yesterday, cam biasa malas aa nk tulis pasal benda ni lagi..stressed pasal keja. i going back home a little bit a early..sampai umah lebih kurang kul 9. then suddenly, this crazy idea just crossed my mind. at first, i was thinking about having a night jog at tasik TTDI. but suddenly, when i reached gasing..i met stone..hehe..really love to make jokes with this fella!!! n stone gave me a brilliant suggestion..tasik taman jaya..jeezz..why i never think bout it..so i was just straight rushing to my room..change my dress n rushing to tasik taman jaya..tak nak aa terserempak ngan budak2 gasing..nnti diorang ingat aku ni gila lak..so sampai je tasik taman jaya..straight jogging. there's so many couples tenet..cis..xde keja aa diorang ni..buat projek pun ada jugak..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;jogging nyer jogging..x sedar dah 2 round. cehh..cam banyak nye..tp aku bangga gak jogging 2 round tanpa henti dalam keadaan stressed ni. siap pumping lagik..tu yang berketul perut ngan bisep aku ni..its really relaxing my mind..rasa cam sume masalah terbang cam tu jer..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i am thinking bout doing it again..maybe regularly..hopefully.. di samping main basket tiap2 rabu..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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What???'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-111423192577058029</id><published>2005-04-23T12:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-23T12:52:05.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jewel..it's always be my fav song..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;....................................................&lt;br /&gt;well i've been down for so long&lt;br /&gt;oh it can be longer still&lt;br /&gt;and i've been down for so long&lt;br /&gt;that the end must be drawing near&lt;br /&gt;....................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit..&lt;br /&gt;i really hate myself when i feel so down..&lt;br /&gt;just kinda try to ingore all the damn things happen around me..&lt;br /&gt;each days praying  so that the bad dreams..&lt;br /&gt;will never ever haunting me again..&lt;br /&gt;it will be the time for me to  smile..&lt;br /&gt;just pretending that there are only butterflies in my mind..&lt;br /&gt;and angels will forever here..&lt;br /&gt;so that the smile will perpetual..&lt;br /&gt;for the rest of my life..&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/10505868-111423192577058029?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/111423192577058029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=111423192577058029&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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i did especially on holiday. even during week days, i woke up late..7.45 am and find myself having a very limited time to take bath..grooming.. and so on. every time i woke up late, i always feel sorry for myself..apsal la aku tak terus je bangun masa kul 7 tadi..tak pun masa kul 7.15 tadi, tak pun kul 7.30 td..when everytime i suddenly terbangun, its ending with i continuing with my sleep..eventually, bangun pagi ari ni pun coz malam td masuk tdo ultimately awal..10 am..n tu pun pasal x sihat..demam..selesema..batuk..u name it. it's the whole package bila u start feeling that u dah demam..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, was really a busy day..eventhough tgh demam ni..so many urgent things to be cleared off. 2 projects done..n 2 new projects coming in. aiyya..just for my record..there are 10 projects in my project folder. that's why when the doctor asked me if wanna take a medical leave..spontaneously, i just said.."No, thank you!" God ! how could i said that..when everybody is always taking the advantages to take medical leave even when they were just having a small,unserious tiny first cough (tu pun just pasal banyak sgt isap rokok)..not so damned serious ha..i was the only stupid dumb guy who are ignoring to having it. people would think that i am workaholic (is it the correct spelling!)..am i ??..but i think the most suitable word is RESPONSIBILITY..yeah..i think that the corect n the most suitable word. poyo gile..but it's the truth of me.. what to do..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n recently i just watched "SEPET"..hmm kinda late to talk bout this movie..i guess. but mampus la! don't wanna talk bout the whole chapter of the movie la..i just wanna focus on this Sharifah Armani..she's gorgeous! n man..she's so cute..she's simple..she's spontanous..n the most important thing is that i really find that she is attractive when she speaks..that's not yet the whole things bout her..just that her character in the movie really makes me love her..with the baju kurung n sport shoes..really cute. it's always be the best scene in the movie (for me la..) when she argued with her best friend's bf ..ala pasal mat salleh celup tu (she said, " muka cam mat salleh, tapi cakap mat salleh pun tak pass" )..she just showing how cool she is when somebody wanna pissed her off. bout the whole movie..it is still a typical type of loving story which just that it had been presented in a different way. malay movie can't runaway with this boring topic. but with armani n the gangs (can't remember "Jason" real name..incl harith iskandar, ida nerina, etc) showing a really superb performances, i don't feel awkward how people like stone..popo..kuman..n others were dying to watch this movie.. that husband n wife scene (harith n ida)..hmm..yummy..yummy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n recently..i watched "SCRUBS" a lot..marathon..maybe..one episode to another. thats why i don't wanna teach myself to commit with tv series. bcs i becoming so obssessed..not bcs i wanna duplicating other people interests. i love to watch but i don't wanna sell my commitment. i hate commitment..for god sakes! thats why i am more like movie addicts instead of tv series die hard fans. after i watched movie..n then that's it. after just a minor discussion..just 2 or 3 days non-stop fantasizing the heroin..just 2 or 3 days adoring the whole storytellings..n that's it. like tv series..it's require commitment. it makes u keep on wanna know what goin to happen next..n next..n next. that's what happen to Jeg..i guess..hehe..so emotional..love to watch his reaction when the gasingerzz sat 2gether n watched "Survivors" or "Amazing Race" and so on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n bout the "SCRUBS" thing, bcs there's so many humors being slotted in the story..sometimes it's change my perception of the career being a doctor..for me doctor is boring..n boring career is doctor. n furthermore, i hate bloods..n the natural smells of the hospital..the pills..(is there anyone might think that these whole of my feelings make sense) u might hav to spends most of ur life just in the hospital..so hey..what about other happy go lucky stuffs u wanna do esp with ur friend..no life. but eventually..at the end of the day..i believe that every job is boring..regardless if u are an engineer, or a driver, or an actor, or a quantity surveyor (hey that's me), or a lecturer..anything. i still find that i spend most of my times in the office. i still find that i have to go to work on Sunday. i still find that i have to go to work when i am sick..the thing is..it is not the job to be pointed as the culprit..but it is only bcs of ourselves. its just about how we make ourselves love our jobs.. its just bout how wonderful our relationship with our collegues makes us dying to go to the office everyday..its just bout how good of our capabilities to impress our boss..its just bout how comfortable we are when we are facing the tense situation..job burden..i am just trying to think possitively..n not just complaining like a little boy who crying for a sweet words coming from their parents mouth..i believe its not cheap to buy success..its most certainly that it is not a cheap price to buy the whole f**king shits of experience we are facing now which in contrast we will really thankfully to having it when we reached 40s. hey..i am still 25..it is just too young to talk bout the whole shit of a frustrated life...again.. just think positively..i guess..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the one who draw the picture of my life..and i am the one who will put the beautiful colour on it and l when i am 60s probably..70s hopefully..80s wishfully..or 90s..my god, how long do i wish to live??? i will sit on a lazy chair showing the collection of my picture of life to the dozens of my grandchild, dozen of children (???), dozen of wife (probably not!!) n we all smile n they really proud of me of being such a really wonderful artist..wishfully..patheticly..end of the chapter of my boring topics.............................................................&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/10505868-111406236606353073?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/111406236606353073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=111406236606353073&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/111406236606353073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/111406236606353073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/04/life-is-hard-sometimes.html' title='life is hard sometimes....'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-110996946998949568</id><published>2005-03-05T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-05T04:57:50.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>me, my car and my life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..always feel too tired lately. taking a short nap after long-hard working day is a much-loved and presedence thing at the moment. if i wanna mentioned the list of out-of-work activities i've done for this entire week..NONE! as an embellishment to my list, accompanying popo n chi to OU last Tuesday is most probably my sole out-of-work activity. i'm rather confined myself in my room..with a headphone comfortably rest at both of my ears n anxiously looking for my merry-go-round dreams..(sometimes..with my working outfit still intact with me)..doze off n by the time i find myself awake at the middle of the night, it is pretty hard for me to resume the same stirring lay-off.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..my car accident maybe the culprit to my entire destructive week. unless, my dad is some sort like the owner of &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mercedez benz&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;there's nothin i should worry about. buying a new car most probably my top option. among tons of car brand hit the pj road everyday..merc is my target..absolutely a perfect choice though. it was like OMG, ok..i'm totally broke. consequently, what else do you expect? when this thing happen, it's always be a long hard+boring day, busy myself with all the silly police report..long negotiation with the chineze..n at the end of the day, sent my car to my friend workshop at kg baru. thanx god, there's popo to help me. if not..maybe i was just huh lantak aa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aftermath,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;i find myself left with too limited option..nak gi keja camne aa? later, my boss asked me to do ot, camne nak balik aa? my tuition on thursday night, camne aa? my appoinment with sabrina, camne aa? tomorrow seminar, camne aa? if my parents know bout it, camne aa? my insurance ncb, camne aa? i wanna settle my very own stuff, credit card, phone bills, cash draw, bla2, camne aa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Saviour..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;it's always the beauty of friendship means a lot to me. wan..yeah it's a name of my friend who come towards to help me. whatever people wanna say bout him, (even in some juncture i was also in that side.. because the talks are true though :p ) i really relief that he helps me. even, this evening tippie swing by and fetched me back home coz wan can't make it..(betul ke ? none of my business la..). and for tomorrow, i will riding popo's scoot to office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i do feel really uncomfortable&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; with all this things (esp when it comes to the part i have to rely to somebody else..menci aa), some more, i hate when my daily routine suddenly being interrupted. daily, i woke 7.30 in the morning (now 7.00 am), take a glass of water n straight away jump into shower (now kejutkan wan is my priority), grooming (now where got time, by the time i'm out from the bathrm, wan is already waitin me at living room..so fast ha), normally the 1st thing i did after i ignited my car engine, is switched on my cd player (now, still doing the same thing though, but it's wan's radio player), then of course enjoyin my early morning drive n try to build up my mood (now, just keep quite n barely enjoy myself with the vroom..vroom sound comin from wan's head-size exhaust piping system), most of the time, durin lunch hour i used to bring along my frien (now, finally i thanx god the restaurant padang kota is here to serve my appetite, if not i rather buy my lunch somewhere else..), at 4.30 p.m i started to feel so excited..try to finished up my works..n prepare to go back+few ot hours to make my boss pleased w me (now, busy make a phone call to get somebody to fetch me), between 6.30 to 7.00 pm, i usually enjoy listening to radio and probably looking for something to eat for my dinner (now, what else, lepas keja..balik). So to complete the unhappy+boredom of my daily life cycle, taking a short nap is like a boom..wonderful boring ending. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;durind this 2 weeks time, this is totally without a doubt, my best life-cycle i could have...hmm. after 3 days, i becoming used to it, at least make me realize how important to appreciate of having own car in my daily life. people learns from mistakes, rite? so at this stage, certainly i find myself the most motivated person to learn from mistakes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-110996946998949568?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/110996946998949568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=110996946998949568&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/110996946998949568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/110996946998949568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/03/me-my-car-and-my-life.html' title='me, my car and my life'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10505868.post-110978164600183275</id><published>2005-03-03T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-03T02:33:34.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>visionary act..PrOLoGue..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;since i was a kid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..i had wrote quite a number of journals which unfortunately no longer in my collection (except the black book which i kept in my office). it started when i was in standard 2 and during the time i was having a super duper problems in improving my english. my english teacher was always encouraging me to write journal..&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"to improve my english", &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;she said but the fact is, i was never good in english. i knew lotz of people around me which i really admire their english speaking/writing. i even sometimes thought these bunch of people were &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;starting practicing their english since they were in their mum's tummy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..no wonder they were better than me..but when i started to realize that my assumption was wrong..i just admit that i've done too little to improve my english.. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;lately, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i spent portion of my times reading my friend's blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..started with keng's, affy's, stone's and popo's. although, i heard bout this thing..(blog..which when i heard first, i thought &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;block!!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; few months before, but i never put my effort to know what the hell is this thing about. Some of them are totally expressed their feelings while some are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;expediently put all their brilliant thoughts in their writing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. it's enjoying but how far all the writings are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;shun from openly being discussed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;..that hamper my first thought to write in this blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;all my secrets are kept well in my journal. i wrote anything that &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;crossing my mind&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..the things that i like, the one who i love, the one who i really pleased to get along, the one who i really hate, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;people habits that annoying me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, my wisdom of other people, the things that i did, the things that i watch, the things that i heard, the people that i met, the movie that i watch, the type of man who i wish to be, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;the things that people dunno bout me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the list of wish which some of them are &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;completely ludicrous&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;..because for me who cares??i write whatever dare to cross my mind. because i always think that journal is the best way to expressed myself..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;confidentiality and undisclosed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;although i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;never mean to change my perception bout my concept of journal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, i still find it is interesting to expressed myself in a &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;different way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; especially by writing in my blog. nevertheless, its up to anyone to response (..maybe by the time somebody start to realize about the existent of my blog..hehe) and give comments since everybody have their very own point of view..&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i haven't come across people who have none&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;visionary act&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is my brand new journal n hopefully there is always time for me to treasure it akin to what i've been doing for all these past years....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10505868-110978164600183275?l=remie80.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/feeds/110978164600183275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10505868&amp;postID=110978164600183275&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/110978164600183275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10505868/posts/default/110978164600183275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://remie80.blogspot.com/2005/03/visionary-actprologue.html' title='visionary act..PrOLoGue..'/><author><name>remie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00329110632471706984</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
