<?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-21033472</id><updated>2011-12-20T23:14:49.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Days With Deen</title><subtitle type='html'>"The Ups and Downs of My Little Life"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>118</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-2510833254969632592</id><published>2011-11-03T18:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T19:42:35.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexuality Merdeka 2011 - BANNED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dy-Q6Y0vyLY/TrNFAIyeriI/AAAAAAAABTY/ZEOV5NEOYZw/s1600/tshirt-colours3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dy-Q6Y0vyLY/TrNFAIyeriI/AAAAAAAABTY/ZEOV5NEOYZw/s320/tshirt-colours3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670952224451112482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm extremely upset on the ban. Its just doesn't make sense. It is not a freaking GAY PARADE!! Its an indoor.... mostly closed door event of celebrating and understanding a section of society that have been ridiculed, stigmatised, and oppressed for so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;. And the little and i might say ONLY avenue that we have is also being prohibited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to some of the past year's activities and i found all of the activities line up are very engaging and informative. it made me understand who i am, and where i stand in society. It also teaches me to love and respect and furthermost accept the diversity and tolerate each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The program DOES NOT promote hatred and extremism. Unlike all of the political rallies that i have been to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gZfsLp_WYzE/TrNQs2orwxI/AAAAAAAABUI/0ZiSzfqESuo/s1600/dirantai.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gZfsLp_WYzE/TrNQs2orwxI/AAAAAAAABUI/0ZiSzfqESuo/s200/dirantai.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670965087300207378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you pressed a group of people. any group of people for that matter, and put all sort of discriminating and incriminating accusations to them, how can we say that we are a civilised society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no effort of the authority of try to understand what the issue is all about before putting a banned to it. And that's what frustrates me the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that i can see is that this is another political ploy taking place. Taking advantage of of certain issues, blew it out of proportion, let the media play on this. Suddenly all this Ahmad, Ah Seng and Muthu politicians have something to say about this. Thus gaining political mileage and revive their almost non-existent media coverage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hatred breed more hatred in the end. Let us persevere and prove to the general masses that we are a peace loving, colorful and fun society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end i do believe LOVE will prevail!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-2510833254969632592?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/2510833254969632592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=2510833254969632592&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2510833254969632592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2510833254969632592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2011/11/sexuality-merdeka-2011-banned.html' title='Sexuality Merdeka 2011 - BANNED'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dy-Q6Y0vyLY/TrNFAIyeriI/AAAAAAAABTY/ZEOV5NEOYZw/s72-c/tshirt-colours3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-5032243307792584570</id><published>2011-11-01T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T23:08:55.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Of me, myself and i</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mgSOYwaJRGE/TrDIB5oleEI/AAAAAAAABSQ/JomVrnWvZMU/s1600/november.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 206px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mgSOYwaJRGE/TrDIB5oleEI/AAAAAAAABSQ/JomVrnWvZMU/s320/november.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670251865835927618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It has been a whirlwind time for me... i was busy with work.. organising  my company's events from august up to October. and now, the time has  come for me to lay back and relax a bit... its November and accounts is  closing soon.. and also the time for evaluation of our 1 year work... i  dread it.. not that i haven't done good job but i know i can do better.  but work is work and i don't want to dwell too much into it.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know that being busy is  just an excuse. it my own fault that i don't prioritize my life.. my  life is somehow an organised chaos.. you should've look at my  workstation in the office or my bedroom at home... my room is a dark  cave to me.. i have dark red curtain hanging which barely let lights  into the room.. i love to sleep in total darkness.. i abhors light..... i  love the cosiness of my bed with lots of pillows strewn about.... warm  inviting comforters and blankets....... high thread count bed spreads  and  pillows.........  and read my books.... i love my darling books to  be near me........ most of the books i got it from secondhand store or  flea market.... i love the smell of old books..... it exudes an aroma of  old nostalgia of hunting down old books with my late father. i love  history of old books especially pre-owned with notes to the love ones  written on its pages. the dogged eared and stained pages delights me  every time... I'm addicted to collecting books and reading it of  course....... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Autumn is nearly over and dreadful winter is coming...not to say  that i have experienced winter before.. i never even touch snow in my 31  years of existence.. growing up in the tropics makes one fascinated  with the things that sometimes dreaded and taken for granted by  others in the upper northern hemisphere... vice-versa i guess... its my dream.. to touch snow..  and to lay down on the fresh snow and makes snow angels and snowman.....  feeling the light snow caressing my cheek and melting in my hands...  perhaps one day my dream will come true.. celebrating yuletide with  you.. in not soo distance future i do hope..... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Relationship...well.. there's nothing much that can be said... my  boy's brother is still here.. ever watching him like a hawks eye.....  dictating his every move and conduct... ever since he came out to him  telling him that he belongs to the rainbow clan.... and its a hassle.. but good thing is coming..  his bother has finished his study and will be going back to his hometown  soon.. good news indeed as i can now spend more time with him.. if he's  not too busy with his study and me with my work and other commitments  as such..&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;but I'm still hopelessly  romantic at heart... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;prefer gazing into  one's eyes than galloping on one's hors&lt;/span&gt;e.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Over this one year mark with him, i have learned to accept that our relationship  will be as such.... it will feel like a long distance relationship  even though we are considerably near each other...... he has his life of  study and brother and friends and i have mine....... we do love each  other but we learned not to be in each others way..... we have our own  lives and we live our own journey.... for now at least......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its hard..  not for me but to make my friend understand of my arrangement... they  often asked me on my other half where about and i just shrugged off their  question with a simple answer.. not that i didn't want to answer.. but my  answer will somehow leads to more questions and in the end, makes me  feel bad.... i believe that all relationships are not the same.. each of  us has our own special way of dealing with our own relationship  right.... i refuse to let others especially my friends to dictate how i  live my life....... :) but i do love him.. and he loves me .. i'm not  sure on the loyalty aspect as i myself has sometimes ventured out as  well.. exploring other meadows and greener pasture when the ancient  carnal animalistic urge calls and beckons.. i'm not sure if he  does the same but i can ensure that i hope that he does the same too....  as he is still young and has so much things in front of him to  experience and go through....... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Gym?... for now, its a hiatus.. i have not neglected the notion that  i might be able to gain anything from it... in fact i will gain  everything that i desire from it i guess.... butttttt... i have  dispelled my hearts desire to have a hot supermodel / six pack / bod to  die for... "Baywatch" type  figure of which i will never achieve.. not in  this lifetime i suppose.. haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Note to self: to include going to gym  regularly in my new year's resolution!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-5032243307792584570?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/5032243307792584570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=5032243307792584570&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5032243307792584570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5032243307792584570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2011/11/of-me-myself-and-i.html' title='Of me, myself and i'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mgSOYwaJRGE/TrDIB5oleEI/AAAAAAAABSQ/JomVrnWvZMU/s72-c/november.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-6265413081752541589</id><published>2011-03-22T21:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T23:50:03.591-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Innocent Soul by Najwa Mahiaddin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWvqgALj5H0/TYl5JNjgYBI/AAAAAAAABSE/OQtAdGGE7fA/s1600/f_21Najwa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587130011894177810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 309px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWvqgALj5H0/TYl5JNjgYBI/AAAAAAAABSE/OQtAdGGE7fA/s320/f_21Najwa.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tuh dia....Najwa pose ala Audrey Hepburn "Breakfast at Tiffanys" sangat kannnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last week, i was invited by one of my bff to Najwa's album "Innocent Soul" launching at ECOBA, PJ trade Centre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was a bit reluctant at first, coz it was on weekday and the place is a bit distance with my home.... nevertheless, after some gentle pesuasion and later that i found that several other of my friends are also going, i decided to go... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and it was all worth it!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;We arrived quite early and decided to have some drinks outside.., it was my first time to ecoba and i found that the place is rather nice for chill out... food and drinks selection is quite ok.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As the event about to start, we quickly dashed into the bar... and it was quite packed, outside, there are counters that sold her album and t-shirt, and i didnt realised that.. what a bummer as i went to buy her album, it was out of stock... cheh... rugi sangat... but its ok, can always get her album using other connections i presume *wink..wink*.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They did preview of her awesome music video of "Got to go".. i really love the video... its so chic in black and white.... sapa kata org malaysia tak pandai buat music video hoh??... tak payah guna epal gantung2 and asap2 bagai.. tetap vouge and classy naaa... haha.. whopppssttt tak terniat nak laser mana2 artis malaysia hokeh!!.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And when she came out, the crowd went crazy of course... she wore this pastel coloured skirt with tulle lining, a matching sort of simple blouse and wait for it........ killer LOUBOUTIN peep toe heels in nude colour!! i nearly fainted hokeh.. sangat fabulous... altho the skirt agak kembang which made her looked a bit on the bigger side than she already is, but all is forgiven for the heels.. hahaha.. I'm such a sucker when it comes to ladies shoes... hahahha.. but then again that is Najwa... she wear what she wants and it will look good.. i wish some of my gorgeus plus size friends have a teeny bit of her confidence in dressing up... haha .. moi included!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway, this is so totally not her album review or anything like that, but i will elaborate some of her songs on her album nevertheless..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The concept is neo-soul.... at first, to an ignorant person such as moi, the album sounds very much R&amp;amp;B.. with a bit of soul.. of which of course the genre that im in love with.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Upon hearing of the songs, it reminded me of Beyonce first single album..... dangerously in love... ala2 the same kind of music genre... rupa-rupanya, my friend enlightened me that neo soul ni adalah ala2 R&amp;amp;B gak and soul and jazz.. funk.. and mixture of all.... of which mmg i love these type of music....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;all of the songs are in english, of which cubaan yang sangat berani for Malaysian artiste to make a fully english album... and the first of that sort of genre as well.... wow... memang sangat best okeh!!.. album sales blakang kira okeh.... hahahha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;some of the songs that i lurveeeeeeeee keterlaluan adalah :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~"Got to go".. rather upbeat.. rasa macam nak menari sama2 dan goyang2 tangan macam dalam the music video.... go.. goo..gooooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~"Monday Blues" that will definitely cured your Monday blues babeh!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~"Sweet October" sangat romantic ala retro sounds.... her voice is divine!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~"Jealousy".. sangat sesuwai untuk ketika jiwang2 bergaduh ngan laki/bf... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~"Ain't that a shame".... jet'aime Paris sangat.... best dengar masa hujan kat luar sambil2 sipping cafe latte/ kopi kampung kat beranda rumah.... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~"Innocent soul"... OMG, this song is truly marvellous okeh... ala gospel.. ok idakler gospel agama tu.. but the choir tuh.. sangat naik vulu roma okeh!!... akin to listening aretha githooo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ok now here comes my comment2 tak bermaknanya ok.. sekadar nak comment jer majelis ittew.... this is just based on my observation and pengalaman jer ok.. bukannya nak kutuk or whatever....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I know lah its album launching, so mostly people there, apart from the fans obviously, as she is anak sumbody2 kat Malaysia and im sure her friends and families and mostly socialites and the who's who of upper kl society.. or as i put it .. The "Malaysian Tatler" kind of people, of course lah they all were there kan... mostly to see and be seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;, all these type of people, slalunya akan cakap kuat2 so that people notice that they're there kannn..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so the atmosphere of the place is kinda noisy with people chattering... So in an effort to calm the crowd, Najwa pun meng-shushhh kan lah the crowd... and asked then to zip it.... oklah.. not in a rude manner pun... i understand that as an artist, and when ur about to sing especially pulak tu lagu tak kuat, guna piano,.. buatnyer pulak sound system macam problem jer... ado non ado... mmg perlukan suasana yang senyap so that people can actually listen to what ur singing..... but come on lah lah... what do we expect?.. mmg ler org diam jap jer.. then continue talking.. of which mmg i found it annoying sangat.... tak macam kat No Black Tie kannnnn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After a while, seeing that the crowd macam tak gheti bahasa, she went on telling the stories when his father was being shusshed at No black tie for talking to loud with his friends... of which was being told in a light hearted manner and jokingly of course..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;She also said that when an artiste is on the stage, the artiste have the power to command the crowd as they pleased.... which is true but i do think that she is still lacking in that department.. i mean the power to "WOW" the crowd and mesmerize them..... perhaps maybe she is still young...and needs more experience kalau nak jadi macam Dato' Sheila ker.. Ning ker.. Dayang ker.... yang boleh "wow" the crowd by simply opening their mouth to sing!.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Quoting from one of my "friend" "nasib baik dia tu anak sumbody2.. mesti dia buat album guna guit sendiri.... and  aku rasa pada dia album sales doesn't matter much yang penting kepuasan kann... kalau artis dari felda mana tah, confirm kene baling kasut la-la tu gak atas stage".. manolo blahnik kah??...haha.. amboi.. tak sayang molot sungguh "kawan" i sorang tu... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;quote from another "friend".... "ala, korang ni.... berani ker all the journo there to kutuk her pasal tu kat dalam paper.. nak mampus??.. cuba kalau artist AF buat camtu, confirm kene kutuk berangan DIVA!!." aiyohhhhh.... mak pengsanst 3 saat nokkkkkk.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;hahhahahha.... Mak??.. NO COMMENT jer lah kannnn.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so Najwa, you should've just chilled jer masa tu... apa pedulik org kat situ nak dengar ker idak kann..... they did not come and pay to hear you sing, thats why lah they don't care about other people who really wanted to hear you sing your songs kat situ kan...... so just chill and "WOW" the crowd with ur talented and amazing voice sudehhhhh....... eh kata tadi tanak comment, tetap gak nak comment kannn... hahahahhaa...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway Najwa, i do love your song.. ur such an amazing and talented singer... I AM A FAN now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;so people, go out and buy her album... i can assure you that its well worth every cent that you'll be spending!!.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Au revoir....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-6265413081752541589?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/6265413081752541589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=6265413081752541589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/6265413081752541589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/6265413081752541589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2011/03/innocent-soul-by-najwa-mahiaddin.html' title='Innocent Soul by Najwa Mahiaddin'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gWvqgALj5H0/TYl5JNjgYBI/AAAAAAAABSE/OQtAdGGE7fA/s72-c/f_21Najwa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-5339288314244446108</id><published>2011-02-22T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T01:00:13.946-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gkYHuXwEh5c/TWTL4RmTHgI/AAAAAAAABR8/c1kLn7AOAoc/s1600/00510-funny-cartoons-book-worms.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576806406248668674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 336px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gkYHuXwEh5c/TWTL4RmTHgI/AAAAAAAABR8/c1kLn7AOAoc/s400/00510-funny-cartoons-book-worms.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Photo credit to jasonlove.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ljg1dRwIVM4/TWTERtmJzxI/AAAAAAAABR0/OAClVxFoy3k/s1600/books.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love to read... and I would like to read more....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But them book sold in Malaysia is effing expensive.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The more interesting the titles by renowned author, the more expensive the book is.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Between RM 50 - RM150 for paperbacks!! and it cost lots more for hard covers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When i was travelling, i almost always go to bookstores.... at the airports, malls and such.. looking for interesting titles to read during my flight or lounging by the beach.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;and most of the new books i found are relatively inexpensive... just don't convert it in our currency.... if the value is one to one.. it is considerably inexpensive to buy the books overseas....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why does books especially of international titles are soo expensive in Malaysia??.... and Sometimes, i found that books by Malaysian authors are also as expensive as foreign ones.... albeit not as much titles and quality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It baffles me .... less of a mystery somewhat... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the government is trying to increase our level of knowledge by promoting reading.. but the materials are damn expensive.... no wonder the programme never works and Malaysian are still reading an average of two books per year.. at their best!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Totally defeats the purpose.... ?? sigh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hence, in order to satisfy my hunger pangs for reading materials, im always on the lookout for secondhand bookstores and bookfairs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I remember when i was young, my parents always took us to Penang Street at Georgetown during weekends... We took the "becha" from the ferry jetty... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Among the nooks and crannies of pre-war shophouses, there's treasures of old second hand, books to be found at fraction of the price..... Great titles of all genres interweave with 50's comics and ancient magazines..... No system.. just dig in and you'll find treasure trove of books..... sadly, most of the bookstores have long gone with the wind.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;My late father was a book addict.... he'll be at his chair reading his favourite wartime books all day.... When i was young, in order to make us stop harrasing him with our tantrums, he will give us comics strip from the newspaper for us to read.... Our family weekend mornings will be spent reading... My mom is more into home decorating, cook books and occasional Danielle Steel's... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I blame both my parents on this book fever bout that have infected me...hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hence, I can only wish for :&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The government will lower the tax on imported books making it more cheaper for us to buy good foreign titles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Local writer will produce more quality writings at par with foreign ones, any language that is... I beleive we have not had any Nobel Priced winner of any sort yet aite ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Have more bookfairs per year and establish good secondhand bookstores. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Promote the culture of book readings and book clubs..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I hope that this wishes will come true during my lifetime.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~Amin~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;P.S~ am currently reading "The Tipping Point" by Malcolm Gladwell... halfway thru.. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy reading people!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-5339288314244446108?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/5339288314244446108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=5339288314244446108&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5339288314244446108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5339288314244446108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2011/02/book-fever.html' title='Book Fever'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gkYHuXwEh5c/TWTL4RmTHgI/AAAAAAAABR8/c1kLn7AOAoc/s72-c/00510-funny-cartoons-book-worms.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-4618754031369386080</id><published>2011-02-20T23:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:46:54.648-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am a "Samantha"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cq1j1UVrtC8/TWIWyq132rI/AAAAAAAABRM/q6onU_yYl1s/s1600/ChristianLouboutin-Anemone-BlackBow2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576044348387613362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cq1j1UVrtC8/TWIWyq132rI/AAAAAAAABRM/q6onU_yYl1s/s320/ChristianLouboutin-Anemone-BlackBow2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, i enjoy my freedom... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, i'm a visual addict....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, i'm opinionated....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, i'm carefree.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, i'm outspoken and speaks my mind... sometimes to much dreaded consequences..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, I enjoy life to the fullest.. too much perhaps.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, i'm loyal to my friends....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, My friends are my life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, I have found my "Jarred"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, I love my "Jarred"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, I am a couger...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, Im also a kitten.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, I have intimacy issues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, I do want to work it out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, i have problems in my relationship....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, I can't keep it open....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Like Samantha, I have cravings.... ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Unlike Samantha, I have not give in to it yet.... *wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Fuck me badly once, shame on you, fuck me badly twice, shame on me"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;~ Samantha Jones (Sex &amp;amp; The City)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-4618754031369386080?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/4618754031369386080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=4618754031369386080&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/4618754031369386080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/4618754031369386080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-am-samantha.html' title='I am a &quot;Samantha&quot;'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cq1j1UVrtC8/TWIWyq132rI/AAAAAAAABRM/q6onU_yYl1s/s72-c/ChristianLouboutin-Anemone-BlackBow2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-5409575716147730496</id><published>2011-02-16T19:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T22:35:48.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Remembering the old times....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-11ZSh8j3WUE/TVyed2F0aUI/AAAAAAAABRE/DDKxz00asv4/s1600/DSC01623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574504674351147330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-11ZSh8j3WUE/TVyed2F0aUI/AAAAAAAABRE/DDKxz00asv4/s320/DSC01623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4yS4HUDyACc/TVyddBLjLTI/AAAAAAAABQ8/zHXR5d1VKKc/s1600/DSC01246.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So many things have happen in the past year.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) I loss my dad.. Al Fatihah To ayahanda .. moga rohnya dicucuri rahmat dan ditempatkan bersama orang-orang yang beriman.. AMIN... Its painful for myself and my family but somehow, we cope with the support of family and friends..... love them to bits...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) Still working at the same place.. but with different function now... I'm doing corporate comm.. the things which i love to do.. organising events and stuff.. got to do a bit of travelling....... hopefully... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) i have a new love of my life.... i love him to bits.. he's not that far away but it feels like a thousand miles... for now, situation are a bit sticky for us... lots of factors to consider but nevertheless, our love persist..... i guess that is what we called true love no.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) Eat, Pray and Love in BALI a couple of month ago..... one word : DIVINE!!! Love the temples.. love the beach.. and love the party... got to know some local guy there.. he's a nice person.. can i say its just a "holiday fling".... he wanted much more but he knows my heart is "taken".... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5) Move house from KL city to suburbs... about an hour from office.. dreaded it at first, as it is quite far with not soo good roads.... but now that i've settled at the new place, i love it.. still dread the trafiic but its manageable.... Hope to find my own place someday.. IN THE CITY PLEASE!!!.. Im a city boy anyway.. love the lights.. sounds and sight of KL... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6) I'm pretty much happy with my life now.. of course could lose a whole lots of kg's and live more healthily.... but that will come eventually i guess.. too tired to try for now.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;7) I wish i'm "hotter".. well.. one could only wish aite.... hahah.. not that im having much problem in that department, there's always demand.. hey at least look at the bright side.. im a "niche" market.. as my good friend once told me... hehehe... but sometimes i do wish to get into the "mainstream".. its boring being "special"... hahaha.. god..im funny aren't i...haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So thats its more or less of my updates.. i will try to update more next time.. when the time permits.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ciao bella!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-5409575716147730496?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/5409575716147730496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=5409575716147730496&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5409575716147730496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5409575716147730496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2011/02/remembering-old-times.html' title='Remembering the old times....'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-11ZSh8j3WUE/TVyed2F0aUI/AAAAAAAABRE/DDKxz00asv4/s72-c/DSC01623.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-8164455740854668260</id><published>2010-06-15T02:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T02:42:56.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Letter to Anders in Stockholm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/TBdKq5P7eiI/AAAAAAAABQk/PRFgPgiNu3U/s1600/manuscript.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482933172129462818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 299px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/TBdKq5P7eiI/AAAAAAAABQk/PRFgPgiNu3U/s400/manuscript.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hi Anders... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I wish its winter here in Malaysia.. haha.. well maybe not.. spring weather would be nicer... . Currently, its hot and humid. It rains almost everyday.. but for short period of time.. not all day.. usually late afternoon.... so the nights are hot and humid. when its humid, we get sweaty more easily here.... but im used to it... been here all my life now.. just have to apply extra deoderant... haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its great to know that ur enjoying your summer holiday.... Madrid will be great im sure... Yes.. i have heard of Cordoba before.... nice city with palaces. I remembered the story of Queen Isabella during the holy war between Moslems and Christians hundreds of years ago.... :) beautiful city im sure... and Turkey.. i love the city.. never been there, but my best friend Edan used to study there... he told me lots of stories when he was there.... he still remember fondly of Turkey especially Instanbul..... he said that he loves the culture there.. and the food.... and the city is really beautiful.. he always persuade me to go there with him as he can speak a bit of Turkish and also he knows his way around there.. well.. maybe in near future.. who knows.. have to keep money to go there as its not as cheap as asian cities.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As for me, my life is somewhat sombre now.. well.. not too boring but nuthing much is happening now anyway..... yes, i've broke off with my 5 months boyfriend and finally im free and im happy.. he still calls me and sms me every now and then.. saying that im not friendly anymore.. sumtimes, we went on for a week without any sms.. and being cordial, i sms him coz just wanna say hi.. then he replied that i don't remember him anymore and im not friendly.. well.. im friendly enough to contact him aite!!.. i believe that i cant give what he wants and he still wants it... somehow he refused to admit that we are different now... he once told me that im not the same person anymore.. i told him that yes.. im not the same person.. this thing that happen, changed me.. i cant be the same person as he knew me then... maybe i've been somebody that im not with him.. he doesnt bring out the best in me.. unlike my friends.. im always happy being with them.... im different now.. and the fact that im turning 30 this end of June really bugs me.. haha.... enough said about him.. moving on.................... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm currently dating guys.. not to many i suppose.. just enough... lots of young guys wanted to know me but i dun really go with younger guys.... no sex involved.. i cant recall when was the last time i had sex.. haha.. its been ages.. i think im re-virginised... hahahahha..... lucky who got me next time..teeheeee..... but my focus isnt that now... im busy with work.. and family... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well... attended some family and friends weddings lately.. its school holiday here and people love to do wedding aorund this time... middle of year.. and end of year.. :) somehow i love going to weddings.. i love looking at a person in their happiest moments.. can really tell if that person is happy... and i love seeing and being a part of that..... despite having to dodge all the questions of "when is my wedding??" ...especially from nosy friends and relatives.. if the invites says that i can bring a partner, i always brought my best freind (a guy) with me... and all eyes will be looking at us wondering why this guy came with another guy.. love making them guessing... hahahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Recently, my best friend.. .... he bought me an early birthday present...... i got a sony MP3 player..... it was so nice of him.. he knew that i needed one as the music at my gym is not very nice when i am working out... i always complaint to him about that.. he bought the mp3 player for me so that i will have great music to work out... he even help me to load some great music for workout... i love him soo muchhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.. recently when he was in Manila for work, he bought me this exquisite traditional Philipino shirt.. which i know cost him a lot..... he bought for other friends as well.. but for me, it will be extra special * of course i demanded that.. no less...haha*.. which nobody else got.. and some friends do get envious from this.. haha.. well..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Last weekend, both of us went to this birthday party of my friend.. some of them thought that he's my boyfriend... when they ask, he just kept quiet... i also learnt not to brush that question off with snide remarks.. there was one time when our friend ask the same question and my reply was .."EEWWWWWW.....he is not my boyfriend.. he's not my taste"... my best friend was really offended.. and he told me that he was upset that i replied that way.. its not nice of me... and he feels hurt eventhough he has the same "EEEWWWWWW" feelings towards me i'm sure... hahahaa...... so from then on, if people ask, i just kept quiet and wink at him and called him "honey.. would you like to answer that??"... hahahha.... both of us know that we love each other but as friends only.. not more than that..... why do when two men (gay) are good friends, people always assume that we are boyfriends??.... its not fair.... we love each other.. but we dun sleep with each other.. well.. not literally.. we do sleep with each other when im at his place or other friends place.. *pyjama party.. NOT*.. haha.. but no sexual thing... ewwwwwwwww.... not with him...!!! hahahahaha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;On weekends, usually, i will hang out at my friends place.. there will be several of us.. sometimes 3 to 6 person.. we'll hang out.. cook dinner.. watch dvd's.. or sumtimes hangs out at this superb coffee place near my friends palce.... we talked.. and talked.. update each other of the happenings for the weeks.. and yes.. the latest gossips... hahahha.... well mostly about work.. i guess.. its a good place to vent out all of whatever in our mind to friends.... its good that we can tell almost anything and everything that happens to us during the course of the week without any judgements or trying to find solutions... they are the friends where i can cry or laugh with.. i love them lots...... of course they *including myself* can be annoying with each other at times...haha... Most of them are gay... there's also a gay couple of 5 years (its their home which we hang out at).. and one of them is transverstite.. with a really good job in the city.. i might say that im very proud of her for making it in the corporate world despite being transverstite.... and she is the funniest among all... hahahha.... bankers... secretaries and me in oil and gas.... we love eating and sometimes, we went cruising at some gay hotspots.. haha.. of course with a bunch of us course we are too afraid to go alone.. in case something untowards happen.... *knock on woods*.. :).. the era of clubbing had passed for most of us.. wer mostly our 30's now and jaded with that kind of life.. too much booze.. drugs.. sex.. sigh.. well.. everything's in the past now.. haha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you tell me that sometimes its great to have friend that we can talk about nothing to.... can just pour our hearts out or can just play cards quietly, it makes me feel very fortunate that i have those friends... i didnt realised that before this... and u made me realised that.... i have to be more appreciative towards them.. its hard to find good friends.. let alone great friends nowadays.. sometimes we don't know whom we can trust or who will be behind our back to catch us when we fall.... for me, i know that i can rely on them for anything.. they are my ears to listen...my eyes to see.. my hands to hold and my legs to walk..... i heart them soo much.......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And dear... you know that im always here if you need to talk.. i mean, you can write to me anything in the world and i will find it fascinating im sure. I wish that we are closer but we are not.... but distance is just numbers.. what important is whats in our heart.. and in my heart, you are always there..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Take care of urself and have a great holiday...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Love you lots,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Your Deen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-8164455740854668260?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/TBdKq5P7eiI/AAAAAAAABQk/PRFgPgiNu3U/s72-c/manuscript.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-8048786418552456710</id><published>2010-06-10T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T03:30:23.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know That I Want To (George Micheal)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/TBC-N-0T6nI/AAAAAAAABQU/OozTrfkdcMY/s1600/Valentines-CandyHeart.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481089893919877746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/TBC-N-0T6nI/AAAAAAAABQU/OozTrfkdcMY/s320/Valentines-CandyHeart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lover don't love too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It's a bad thing, a sad thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And it's heaven to the touch&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey, everybody's got some moment in their life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They can't change ( don't they baby?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know you don't care what's right or wrong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All that I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is that love don't belong here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And so it's better to turn the page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And watch me walk away,My dear, watch me walk away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But you sayI can't stop but you know that I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't stop don't you know that I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want you baby (more than ever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't stop but you know that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want toI can't stop don't you know that I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it's never gonna be that easy child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I don't wanna waste your time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lover don't love too much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm a bad boy, I'm a sad boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And I'll never give you much&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hey, everybody's got some moment in their life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;They can't change&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So I do not dare to take you home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All that I know &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Is that something is so wrong with this heat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Why do you touch the flame?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know you feel the pain, my dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You always find it here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But you sayI can't stop but you know that I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't stop don't you know that I want you(please don't say it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I want you baby (more that ever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't stop but you know that I want to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't stop don't you know that I want you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But it's never gonna be that easy child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;You need a lover&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I am just a friend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-8048786418552456710?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/8048786418552456710/comments/default' title='Post 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url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/TBC-N-0T6nI/AAAAAAAABQU/OozTrfkdcMY/s72-c/Valentines-CandyHeart.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-8140690541683166256</id><published>2010-06-10T01:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T01:25:47.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHAT IT FEELS LIKE FOR A GIRL ( Tribute to all my girl frens)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/TBChaHmArWI/AAAAAAAABQE/rKpGAaACFRo/s1600/geranium_bp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481058216597040482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/TBChaHmArWI/AAAAAAAABQE/rKpGAaACFRo/s320/geranium_bp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Girls can wear jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And cut their hair short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wear shirts and boots&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause it's okay to be a boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Cause you think being a girl is degrading&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But secretly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You'd love to know what it's like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wouldn't you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;What it feels like for a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Silky smooth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lips as sweet as candy, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tight blue jeans&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Skin that shows in patches&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Strong inside but you don't know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Good little girls they never show it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you open up your mouth to speak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Could you be a little weak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you know what it feels likefor a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you know what it feels like in this world for a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hair that twirls on finger tips so gently, baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hands that rest on jutting hips repenting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hurt that's not supposed to show and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tears that fall when no one knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When you're trying hard to be your best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Could you be a little less&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you know what it feels likefor a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Do you know what it feels like in this world for a girl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-8140690541683166256?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/8140690541683166256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=8140690541683166256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8140690541683166256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8140690541683166256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-it-feels-like-for-girl-tribute-to.html' title='WHAT IT FEELS LIKE FOR A GIRL ( Tribute to all my girl frens)'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/TBChaHmArWI/AAAAAAAABQE/rKpGAaACFRo/s72-c/geranium_bp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-3420419269338134361</id><published>2010-06-05T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T09:31:47.611-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yap..Yap..Yap..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/TAp1n5qNy0I/AAAAAAAABP8/JPZNoTFQslI/s1600/covers-0437.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 293px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/TAp1n5qNy0I/AAAAAAAABP8/JPZNoTFQslI/s320/covers-0437.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479321225002863426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm the kind of person who loves to talk....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love to talk with my friends...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love to talk with my mom....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love to talk with elderly people.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I even love to talk with strangers....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I talk anywhere...everywhere.. about anything...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I love to talk until my throat hurts and my voice became hoarse....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I especially love to talk with my friends.. we can talk for hours.. over the phone.. over coffee.. in person or chatting in the net...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i'm a talkative person.. when you hit the right button lah that is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I do listen to people as well.. i would like to believe that i'm as good at listening as i am with talking..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I also like to give my opinion/s about everything.. its not necessarily be useful.. but i like to give my own two cents in any conversation....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When my friends came to me with their problems, well maybe not problems.. just everyday things, i do listen and comment.. i try to understand .. and of course, gave my opinion.. solutions and perhaps just comments...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;For me, its not really that i want to solve the problem.. im no MONK here aite... :) i just want to gave some rationalisation and perhaps a different view.. other angle of the story being told...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;As a friend, i always have something to say about anything.. sometimes, i feel that my opinion is important... or perhaps it gives some value to other people...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;When a friend came to me with issues such as weight issues/ confidence issues, i try to cheer them up.. i try to give them what my take is.. even though i myself is grappling with that issue, i 'll give my advice.. or opinion on dealing with it.. i only say what i myself want/ expect to hear from other people.. nice things that is... With my very best intention.. and i'm saying it with a big LOVE, i try to cheer them up.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;But sometimes (well, most of the time anyways,) without knowing it, will contradict myself... i will say or advice one thing.. and in just a moment, will do another thing.. simply said, i don't practice what i preach.... Its all in the moment kind of things.... sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, my friend will be upset with me... here i am saying things (good things) bout how to deal with some issues.. and the next thing, i will say something else altogether...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Truthfully, I don't realise that by doing that, it confuses my friend... which leads to annoying them.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its not only one-time kinda thing.. it tend to happens persistently over the years...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But tonight *after some backlash from my best friend over an issue, i think its time for me to really think first before i say anything.. not just to him.. but to anybody.. i really have to pause.. and think of the things that i want to say.. if its not important, or if it is contradicting with my actions or words, then better not say it aite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to make matter worse, i am very forgetful... of the things that i do or said earlier.. and my friends always calls me "DORY" *a character in the movie FINDING NEMO which forgets everything that she said after 5 seconds..haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a very good lesson tonight.. eventhough bit hard to swallow.. or admit... but i admit it....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is just better to not say anything if i don't have anything good to say....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope i'll remember that.... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-3420419269338134361?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/3420419269338134361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=3420419269338134361&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3420419269338134361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3420419269338134361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2010/06/yapyapyap.html' title='Yap..Yap..Yap..'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/TAp1n5qNy0I/AAAAAAAABP8/JPZNoTFQslI/s72-c/covers-0437.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-3272579028205474862</id><published>2010-05-26T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T21:27:32.426-07:00</updated><title type='text'>End</title><content type='html'>LOVE = ENDS.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-3272579028205474862?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/3272579028205474862/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=3272579028205474862&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3272579028205474862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3272579028205474862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2010/05/end.html' title='End'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-2519216810671501590</id><published>2010-04-25T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T23:02:22.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its Over.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S9UsJ80y3RI/AAAAAAAABP0/qZ7HQCwU7Zw/s1600/break_up_advice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464322272341974290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S9UsJ80y3RI/AAAAAAAABP0/qZ7HQCwU7Zw/s320/break_up_advice.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Finally its over.. yes.. it is.. but wer still friends... I did it last week.. we were on a seaside resort.. i was there for work.. and he tagged along for the vacation.. Had a longggggg talk with him... trying to make him understand that its over..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i mean my feelings for him is just not the same.. he didnt understand at first... but after much deliberation, and convincing on my part, on the last day, he finally gets it.. I told him i need space... i told him that my feelings for him is gone.. it was never fully there anyway since the beginning... i told him that im not happy.. and we are both doing ourself favor by ending it.. on good terms.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at first, i wanted to totally break it off... but but since we never had any big unresolved issues, i made up my mind that.. we can still be friends.. and maybe sumtimes, more than a friend.. but the labels is no longer there.. I dont want the labels.. labels means nothing to me.. If there're no labels, its easier for us to continue our life.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;He is still in my heart.. eventho i have no feelings anymore for him.. but we both have memories that we share.... Its hard.. coming back, reaching my home, i just broke down.. suddenly, i felt this lump in my throat.. i felt pain in my chest... i cried..and cried.. quietly in my room... maybe its the reality that i have to face after this.. that risk that i took. ending this relationship.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i realised that i do have feelings for him.. but the feelings have evolved from love to friendship... i do want his love.. but not the one that he's giving me all this while... our relationship evolve and we need to move on... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i told him that i will be alone.. but not lonely... i will go thru this on my own... i have to do this for myself.. I do love him, but i love myself more... im doin myself a huge favor... i need this... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Its hard breaking up.. i never went thru it and wish that it will not be as painful... pain is an understatement... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;its the feelings of being loved that i will miss.. and i have to be strong.. im doin this for myself and i have to kept on reminding myself that all will be better after this... and all is better definitely... he sumtimes sms me and emails me.. but no more affection... im glad that he understands this.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i know that he is goin thru hell as well.. i know that he cried buckets.. i know that its harder for him than for me... but he know that he has to let me go... let me be in my own elements... finding my true happiness.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;does it ever exsit.. does it??.. does true happiness excist??.. i do hope so..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;this relationship, albeit short one.. it teahes me sumthing.. it teaches me that i have to take control in my life.. i am the one who is in control.. eventho i've becoming dependent on him emotionally.... suddenly, i am alone.. but i m glad that i'm alone.. so that i can resolve my issues.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe we are hasty in having relationship then.. it was too intense.. it was too clouded with feelings instead of reason.... but at last, i'm happy.. i have to be happy.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;do i question my decision.??.. yes.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;do i think that i might be making a wrong move??.. yes i do... but i have made my decision and im sticking to that.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will i be lonely for the rest of my life??.. only time will tell.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will i ever get fully recovered??.. yes i do hope so... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will my heart be open for love again??.. i would like to believe so.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i do still believe in love.. i do still believe in connection.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will this be my karma??.. what goes around comes around??.. i dont want to dwell in that matter too much.. for me, we have made our decison and the future is unknown... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so thats it.... im living my life.. fully reawakened.... coming to my own senses... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in that sense, I'm happy for being decisive for once in my life... :) i dont know what i really want, what i really feel .. what holds for me.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but i'm glad that the path is finally cleared....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-2519216810671501590?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/2519216810671501590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=2519216810671501590&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2519216810671501590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2519216810671501590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-over.html' title='Its Over.......'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S9UsJ80y3RI/AAAAAAAABP0/qZ7HQCwU7Zw/s72-c/break_up_advice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-1895094415019446214</id><published>2010-02-18T18:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:58:25.376-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scotsman..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S33zVmxhiZI/AAAAAAAABPs/_bGnkubBxIg/s1600-h/p-1663.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439771477444495762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S33zVmxhiZI/AAAAAAAABPs/_bGnkubBxIg/s320/p-1663.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One must wondered what has this scotsman got to do with a fellow Malaysians like me... Well.. fret not.. this is not a tribute to the mighty Scotsman... nor i'll be talking about the Picts, Gaels and the Brytons.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This is a documentation of a passing moment frozen in time.. in my mind... and it had such a deep impact to my being.. my being a Malay as a race and Malaysian in nationality...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and the story goes like this.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;After a long day at the office.. i was on my way back... I always park my car at an open car park opposite of this mighty office building.... I do enjoy the brief walk in the morning.. stopping by at the makcik's stall by the roadside to buy some kueh for my breakfast.... and risking my life crossing the busy street with cars buzzing by... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and now, i had just crossed the road and walking towards my car... in this area, tourist are a norm... and at times, there a hundreds of them across the street gawking at this mighty building... the tallest twin tower in the world as claimed... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;At dusk, there's not so many people in the streets.. especially walking on the sidewalk.... and there he is.... i saw from afar... an Old Scotsman.... In full Scottish Regalia in this hot and humid Malaysian weather.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The green twill worsted wool kilt.... hold by the kilt pin.. white Ghillie Shirt and brown barret... socks to the knees and black shoes. and an a walking stick elaborately carved.. he was limping a bit of which explains the need of the walking stick .. perhaps he's in his late 60's or early 70's..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It had taken me by surprise.. never in my life.. well in Malaysia i see people wearing kilts and such... its definitely not an everyday sight for sure.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So i continued my walk.. albeit slowy towards him... and as i passed him, i smiled.. I really wanted to compliment on his full ensemble.. but nothing came out from my mouth.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;He stopped walking... and look at this mighty building.. as i passed him, i can see that he was so intrigued by this building.. he took his time scanning the building with his eyes.. its was beaming... then he smiled.. the smile of great satisfaction.. and proud i might say.. if only i can read his mind..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;A few steps away from him, i too stopped in my track... i turn back facing this mighty building and looked at it... It was gleaming.. bathed in lights.... it almost looked like a clear diamond or crystal.. piercing through the sky... with the orange and bluish sky as the backdrop, it was the most beautiful sight in the world.... and without realising it, tear began to form in the crevices of my eyes..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sometimes we do take things for granted... as i'm in this building every working day, i tend not to appreciate the beauty of this building..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;This man.. perhaps travelling half the world to find this building... magnificently standing in front of him, he was mesmerised.. the beauty transcends beyond boundaries.... It has its own languange.. which is the universal language of beauty.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and day by day, i'm beginning to be more appreciative of what we have... as the old scotsman in his full regalia proud to show the world of his heritage, i am proud of being who i am.. being a Malay.. and Malaysian.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and it takes a GREAT SCOTSMAN for made me realised that..... :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-1895094415019446214?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/1895094415019446214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=1895094415019446214&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/1895094415019446214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/1895094415019446214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2010/02/scotsman.html' title='Scotsman..'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S33zVmxhiZI/AAAAAAAABPs/_bGnkubBxIg/s72-c/p-1663.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-6069425999525130107</id><published>2010-02-15T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T19:34:47.381-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Valentines...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S3l-7ypDSUI/AAAAAAAABPk/6wtXN10jcws/s1600-h/valentines.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438517590697920834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S3l-7ypDSUI/AAAAAAAABPk/6wtXN10jcws/s320/valentines.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of my birthday wishes last year is to find love before i'm 30.... It was in June... by September, i got to know somebody and by November ....i did found love.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;It was definitely not love at first sight.. You see, previously, i had this pre-conceived notions on how my other half would be.. I have this set of *rules* in my mind.. i live by it.. i breathe by it and swear that i will only want a person with those qualities..and without those set of qualities, it'll be impossible for me to love.. or even fell in love with that person in the first place... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, it all went down the drain... the moment i met this person... At first glance, physically this person is soo not my type... even my friends said so... at that time i didn't know how's that person like in real life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One fine day, by chance we met... Sparks didn't fly... mutual pleasantries were exchanged and favours were met... i did a favor by helping send that person back to the office... and along the journey we talked...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few hours and a glass of pasembal tea later, having quite good conversation ..we parted our own ways... and promised to have a proper date next time.... I had this rule in my mind.. if a person likes me after the first meeting, that person will text or call me first.. i was not really counting on it at first.. after i closed the door.. drove a block, i received an sms.... it was from that person.... asking for a date with me the next day... and i agree... hesitantly at first... the only thing why i did agree was because that i think i can hold a decent conversation with this person... :)... so we went out the next day... and the next day.. and the next day and the rest is history......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing why i like this person is, because this person can accept me for who i am.. i know it sounds cliche.. but yes.. it is really true.. this person have seen me when i'm with my friends and this person knows how i'm like.. my mood swings.. my incoherent ramblings... everything.. and this person can accept it and LOVE it even more......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look, when we are in relationship, we tend NOT to be ourselves... we tend to be the person whom we thought that this person will like.. and in that process, we didn't actually know whether this person likes us for who we are or likes the character that we are charading around.. pretending to be this perfect person... whilst we're not!!!!.... and let me tell you that i've been in that kind of relationship... it is tiring and this person will eventually know that you are not your true self..still, those type ofrelationships can survive.. albeit for a short period of time.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not making myself into another Oprah.. haha... I can tell you 1001 reason why i cant be with this person.. the things that annoys me the most and there's LOTS of them.... and i bet that this person feels the same way bout me as well.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in the end.. its true.. its not the looks that counts.. its not the body nor the size...its not the pockets that counts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the effort.... both parties effort to keep this going.. effort to maintain the relationship.. effort to sustain the relationship.... and the support that were given on both sides....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is that simple... as we can know when a person is really into us, that person will make effort...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the journey is still long...eventhough it has only been a few months *3 months to be exact*.. it has been the longest relationship that i've ever been ..... haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So thats it. although we don't celebrate Valentine's Day.. I know that this person will always be MY Valentine... *well at least until next Valentine hopefully.. haha*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: flower's so overrated..give me chocolates anytime!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-6069425999525130107?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/6069425999525130107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=6069425999525130107&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/6069425999525130107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/6069425999525130107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2010/02/valentines.html' title='Valentines...'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S3l-7ypDSUI/AAAAAAAABPk/6wtXN10jcws/s72-c/valentines.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-6062566961678842570</id><published>2010-02-09T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-09T07:34:44.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stimulation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I need somebody who can stimulate me physically and also mentally...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Please la.. dontcha dare makes stupid jokes when im having my lunatic rants.. there's a point that im trying to say......... but its hard if you don't actually bother to understand it....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Don't bull shit me by saying thats nothing wrong with me...... I'm not a goddamn STEPFORD WIFE!!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-6062566961678842570?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/6062566961678842570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=6062566961678842570&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/6062566961678842570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/6062566961678842570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2010/02/stimulation.html' title='Stimulation'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-3091943090141174221</id><published>2010-02-08T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T22:58:14.408-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GYM..MING???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S3ECtawCawI/AAAAAAAABPc/8oA62clSkfY/s1600-h/dreamt-gym.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436129204511075074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S3ECtawCawI/AAAAAAAABPc/8oA62clSkfY/s400/dreamt-gym.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well.. late last year, i decided that i should start goin to the gym.... I felt that my weight is now at a critical level .. my pants is now size 40!!!.. and my weight has reached 3 figures!!!.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Since i started working which is about 4 years ago, i've gained more than 20kgs...... I'm lethargic / tired most of the time.. and the most excersicze that i have  at office is walking from my workstation to the water cooler which is about 20 metres... walking from carpark to the my office *berhenti kejap kat makcik tepi jalan beli nasi lemak*... and at home, from my sofa to the fridge to get more food!!...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so after much thinking., i've made up my mind.... i have to start excersizing.. im gonna be 30 soon and if i don't start taking care of my health, god know what kind of disease i will get when im older... nuff said!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have friends who regularly goes to gym *yes edan.. thats you!!*.... teehee.... and after much consultation, deliberation, hesitation and "tion" yang lainnya, i've decided to join Fitness First..... near to the office and lots of hot people.. hehehe *tetap ada ulterior motive githoo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So i join.. to make the long uninteresting story short, reluctantly, i joined. i started to go 3 to 4 times a week.. no trainer as i can't afford that now.. so i do the workout on my own... the first month, i've lost 2 kgs... *wohoooooo*.. tuhan saja yang tau betapa perasaan best sangat masa tu*.. berangan kejap body lawa....hahha.. padahal masih gemuk..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2nd month i've lost 1 kilo .. oklah.... eventho i've been goin to the gym quite regularly, i still feel that i have to drag myself everytime... whylah i don't have the motivation to go.... im losing weight and it show but sumhow, i dun really feel motivated to go.... and thats really a big thing.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Now for the  past 3 weeks, i've stopped goin.... at first, it was because i have other commitments everytime i wanna go... then as time goes by, i'm just not motivated anymore.... but sumhow the guilt is quite overwhelming still.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i know that i have to start goin to the gym again..... but izzit worth it.. paying so much for something that is uncertain....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;sigh.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-3091943090141174221?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/3091943090141174221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=3091943090141174221&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3091943090141174221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3091943090141174221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2010/02/gymming.html' title='GYM..MING???'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S3ECtawCawI/AAAAAAAABPc/8oA62clSkfY/s72-c/dreamt-gym.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-2940627846875804958</id><published>2010-02-05T00:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T00:52:06.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Latest of me... im still alive..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S2va3TtGPeI/AAAAAAAABPU/szqusDPTPz4/s1600-h/Image717.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434678019069722082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S2va3TtGPeI/AAAAAAAABPU/szqusDPTPz4/s320/Image717.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This is me... latest.. !!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow.. dah lama gila dah tak update blog nih.. nampak gayanya i didnt get to maintain the promise that i made to myself .. which is to update this bolg more often..... darnnn......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;me at brinchang, Cameron highland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Btw, much thing has happen in the past year.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;but now i am happy.. well happiness is always subjective ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but generally im happy.. will update more when i have the time *since curik2 update from the office*.. pleaseee.. jangan tuduh meks takder keje occay... hehehe.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I LOVE MY LIFE!!.. *mampu tak berkata begitu*... hehehe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Ciao... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-2940627846875804958?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/2940627846875804958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=2940627846875804958&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2940627846875804958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2940627846875804958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2010/02/this-is-me.html' title='Latest of me... im still alive..'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/S2va3TtGPeI/AAAAAAAABPU/szqusDPTPz4/s72-c/Image717.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-8601780993565984651</id><published>2009-10-07T20:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T20:22:35.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 Month on.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/Ss1a2aqHcBI/AAAAAAAABPM/yaDa2JO0WHY/s1600-h/Image256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390064219947757586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/Ss1a2aqHcBI/AAAAAAAABPM/yaDa2JO0WHY/s320/Image256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wow... its been six month since i updated this blog of mine... of course it not a record.. previously, the longest period of time that i have not updated is a year.... so.. there it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;will the silence continue?..... kita tunggu dan lihat!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sighhhhh..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-8601780993565984651?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/8601780993565984651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=8601780993565984651&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8601780993565984651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8601780993565984651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2009/10/6-month-on.html' title='6 Month on.....'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/Ss1a2aqHcBI/AAAAAAAABPM/yaDa2JO0WHY/s72-c/Image256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-4953886904451830336</id><published>2009-03-14T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T10:30:36.595-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love &amp; Other Disasters...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well.. how shall i start.. it had been quite a while since i write anything in this blog.. i was on the phone with one of my best friend tonite and beside gossiping and telling each other on how our day was, sumhow the topic of blogging came out.. well.. both of us blogs.. i've been quite active when i was working with my previous company.. At that time, work was not to crazy and having my own personal office rrom does help coz when i'm writing, there's nobody beside/behind/infront of you.... peeking on your computer screen.. perhaps looking whether your doin your work or playing games or surfs the net... Now, with the new company, im seated in a little cubicle and the work load sumhow is quite daunting.. which doesnt give me time to actually surf the net let alone blogging!!.. but i know.. its just an excuse.. i have internet at home and i can blog when i come back from work.. but most of the time, after staring at the bloody computer screen for the past 10 hours, i just cant bring myself to open my lappy...... im just too tired at the end of the day to even think of what to write... sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But thats just another excuse.. i was browing through my previous postings and felt nostalgic.. i can actually remembered what i did that day.. how i felt at that particular time.. especially when i went travelling.... this blog is like a diary of my emotions and when i stopped writing, i've lost all the momories that i wanted to remember... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There sooo much things that has happened..... so much emotions that havent been expressed and soo much experiences forgotten..... therefore, with this in mind, i am determined to keep my blog once again... trying to at least write sumthing eventhough how mundane it is....and i noticed that if i stopped writing, my writing skills sumhow, deteriorate... not that im good... but suffice to say that i just write whatever that comes to my mind.. thats all.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Back to the title of the blog.. well... its a movie title actually... i watched the movie on t.v.... well.. i thot that the title is really interesting... whats love without disaster right.. im not about to write the synopsis of the movie here.... but what i do want to write is about the gist of the movie.. or the essence of it... one of the actors.. *that i barely know anyway*.. said that, and im not quoting but merely para-phrasing of what i rememberd... it goes like this, "we have to give ourself the chance to love... and we must open ourself to love".. Love is a favorite title and its no different from other love movie that we can c.. but sumhow, the movie is extraordinary in a way that how it shows on how people falls in love.. out of love.. and for some people, they sont even realised or choose not to see that love is in front of them.. while some others, doesnt give people the chance to love them.. by having the notion of how "perfect" love will find them.. they are too engrossed with themselves.. and by doing that, they dont relised that they are shutting themselves from love.. i belong to the last category... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Welll..... i dun want love to take centre stage in my blog.. there is sooo much other thing which i can write.. but sumhow it does affect me sumhow... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The funny thing is, being single is fine with me.. im single by choice.. there.. i said it!!.... I am picky when it comes to the person that i want to fall in love with.. i've never done crazy things to get love or to prove my love... each and everyday, i listen to my friends stories on their love life and all.. and having been quite well read.. and of course, a huge FAN of Kak Oprah.. does help me in giving pinion on how or what people should do with their love life... but the truth is, i am empty... i myself dont know how to react when it come to my personal stories.... the truth is, i myself is just as complicated.. confused and disoriented in the idea of love and by that.. how can i gave people advices.. who am i to judge how people treat their love right... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well.. maybe they just want a listening ear... no more than that... but of course, dont expect me to just listen lah kan... i will always give the piece of my mind on any matter.. cant help it.. i think that if people willing to talk to me bout their problems, they should be able to listen to what my opinion is also... thats the price that they have to pay .. ha...ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So in the end, yes... love is a disaster for me soo far.... i have lots of questions.. doubts and anwers and theories when it comes to love.. but so far, im never succesful with love.. or more precisely, i was never in love... infatuation.. YES... unrequitted affection... YES... but never love...i havent open myself to love yet... I will one day.. but not now.... ha..ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;anyway, my lunatic rants is getting nowhere.... what the hell.. it is my blog and i have all the right to rant as much as i want aite!!... ha..ha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;well.. for now thats it!!.... i am what i am.. and i will never be sumbody that i dun wnat to be.... life is complicated IF we want it to be.... otherwise, live is indeed easy.... there are no complicated relationship.. we are the one who put ourself in that situation.. there are no easy way as well.... there is only one path in our life... but along he way, there will be many-many obstacles.. depending on their degree of difficulty.... to manage it, we can go around the path.. .. or straight to it... eventhough the process is different, but its the final result that matters, we will get to the end and the results is the one that we consciously made along the way...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;aite!!!.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;adios muchachos babeh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-4953886904451830336?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/4953886904451830336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=4953886904451830336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/4953886904451830336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/4953886904451830336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-other-disasters.html' title='Love &amp; Other Disasters...'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-581687794717339599</id><published>2009-01-12T00:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T00:35:27.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Blues..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SWr6OdzzGXI/AAAAAAAABIs/ER13njTExKM/s1600-h/mban2171l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290315838727068018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SWr6OdzzGXI/AAAAAAAABIs/ER13njTExKM/s320/mban2171l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; As usual.. i've got the Monday Blues again... after years of working, apparently, i still can't get over that!!... he...he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nak kata keje banyak tuh takder lah sangat.. kebanyakkan nya aku dah hand over kat budak baru tuh.... since aku pun nak tukar department dah... keje-keje kat department baru pun dah dapat dah... cuma yang aku musykil nih, surat tukar tak dapat lagi.... lembap betul H.R department kat sini... arghhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Biasalah tu.. hidup ini memang kene penuh dengan kesabaran......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;and talking bout patience, nowadays, my family needs lots of it... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Last weekend, its my Mom's trun to take care of my grandma... so i went to fetch her kat rumah my uncle at Kepong.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Fyi, my grandma is already bedridden for a few years now.. she's in her 80's and nak kata senile tuh tak lah jugak.. tapi biasalah org tua2 kan... mmg dah tak ingat sangat and banyak ragamnya....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;At first, masa nak angkat dia, she drew a tantrum.... very dramatic githoo... now i know dari mana aku dapat perangai drama queen aku nih.. he...he... after sumer dah settle, luckily she was a bit settled in the car... and masa sampai rumah, luckily she was ok and looked settled.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;memang betul orang kata kalau bila dah tua, perangai akan kembali macam kanak2... amusing at times but most of the times annoying... i know that its not good to say that but its true... so, kene banyak kesabaran nak menjaganya... eventhough my mom herself dah tua.. in her late 60's sumhow, she has the strength to take care of her mother..... nasib baik weols dah engaged maid for doin the cleaning, and my mom usually don't &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cook sangat.. we usually tapau jer......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, moral of the story, kadang2 bila aku tgk tok aku tuh, i wonder, what will happen to me when i get to that age.. sapa lah nak jaga aku kan..... luckily for my tok, she has kids, 2 dah meninggal and another 10 kids to take care of her.... kalau aku nanti??.... macam mana lah kan... sighhhhh.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I think, when we look at our elderly, especially taking care of them, is a very humbling experience.... i pray that God will give my family the strength to take care of my grandma.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;AMIN &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-581687794717339599?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/581687794717339599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=581687794717339599&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/581687794717339599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/581687794717339599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2009/01/monday-blues.html' title='Monday Blues..'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SWr6OdzzGXI/AAAAAAAABIs/ER13njTExKM/s72-c/mban2171l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-7209745793362047717</id><published>2009-01-06T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T00:58:47.664-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Infidelity</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SWMdL54H_sI/AAAAAAAABIk/eo7EM5FGpZ4/s1600-h/ikan.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288102477815086786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SWMdL54H_sI/AAAAAAAABIk/eo7EM5FGpZ4/s320/ikan.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I had a good lunch with my gurlfriends today...... Topic of the day "INFIDELITY"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Much has been deliberated over the time on this topic.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;i've come to know that there are 1001 ways that people can actually cheat on their spouses..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;One of my relative who has been married for the past 30+ years found out that her loving husband has another wife for the last 24 years..!! mind you.. they were always a romantic couple * unlike my parents*.... She knew that when her husband fallen seriously ill and when he thought that he was nearing his death, he confessed that he has married another woman * until now* for the last 24 years, even before their youngest child was born!!.... It had totally devastated the wife knowing that her husband that she trusted for all her life betrayed her ... its not the other woman matters much... but as she was really upset that her husband had been lying to her all this while.. even when they were living abroad...the husband actually brought along his second family!! .... phew... And now, when both of them retired and she thought that she will sail through her golden years with her husband, this thing came up...... and now, their marriage is on the brink....... Sad isn't it!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Plus, during the lunch, one of my friend who is a trader told me numerous stories of how men can have their pleasure taken care of even during a course of golf.... the woman caddie can actually for a certain amount of money, perform sexual favours for the golfers and this largely happens in Indonesia.... pheww!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And let alone during karaoke sessions...... where they can choose the woman that they want to entertain them during the karaoke session and later offer "Happy Ending" .... phew.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Not to say that i didn't know all of these before.... or even indulged myself in these vices...he..he... but sumhow, i felt that i never really care of all these things happening in my life before... i've been protecting myself by avoiding getting into relationship.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I fear uncertainties...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I have trust issues..........not towards others... but at myself....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And how can i trust people if you know that all around you, infidelity runs wild..... i'm not sure whether i can actually remain loyal to one person for the rest of my life... sigh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;For me, Open Relationship is more likely to survive... dontcha think!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-7209745793362047717?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/7209745793362047717/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=7209745793362047717&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/7209745793362047717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/7209745793362047717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2009/01/infidelity.html' title='Infidelity'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SWMdL54H_sI/AAAAAAAABIk/eo7EM5FGpZ4/s72-c/ikan.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-4102194509372417863</id><published>2008-12-31T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T22:37:00.970-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year 2009!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow… what a year had it been for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 was full of bittersweet memories.. more sweeter than bitter it is indeed…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 marks a major change in the course of my professional life. I started working that this new organization…. which is so called “dream” place to work ever cince I started working… alhamdullillah….Although the sad part was that I had to leave my wonderful colleagues at my previous organization…. the government agency which had given me numerous opportunities and experiences which are very valuable for me to be a better person….the place which embraced me with warm memories which will never be forgotten…….. ;)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neways, did I mentioned that I bought a car.. yup.. didn’t have plan for it but as my friend said, when the opportunity knocked on your door, grab it!!.. therefore, with a great bargain, a little bit of hesitation…. And lots of guts *hey.. I did learned a thing or two being in risk management… he…he*  even though its not my dream car, being practical, I bought it.. and so far, I’m loving every second that I spent with it….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 was definitely a year of changes…. While I still managed to maintain being fabulously single….. ha…ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The passing of dear relatives…. who will be remembered not forgotten….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Newborns of nieces and nephews…… who will bring cheer and joy to the family…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weddings of cousins and dearest friends with much pomp and splendour…….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friendships.. new and existing which I value so much… U guys know who you are, mere words can’t describe how I appreciate all of my friends… they are the source of my inspiration and strength…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, my family.. who is the foundation of my being…..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 was definitely a year of changes…. While I still managed to maintain being fabulously single….. ha…ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For year 2009, I don’t think that im going to list down any resolutions…. I’ve learned through the years that I can never.. ever stick to my resolutions how hard or simple it is…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is a resolution which I think that I want to do, is that I want to be a better person…... personally or professionally…… to be comfortable with myself and at the same time, improve myself…. There.. I said it.. its vague.. but I think it is sufficient.. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m truly blessed … alhamdullilah….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-4102194509372417863?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/4102194509372417863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=4102194509372417863&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/4102194509372417863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/4102194509372417863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-new-year-2009.html' title='Happy New Year 2009!!!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-2240305119218634289</id><published>2008-12-23T23:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:24:43.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Its not over yet......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SVHjk9k763I/AAAAAAAABIc/PxgKHDCDcUo/s1600-h/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283254062026582898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 223px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SVHjk9k763I/AAAAAAAABIc/PxgKHDCDcUo/s320/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Im still here... alive and kicking.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Life's is carazy these past few months..... so many things to tell .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I wish there's more hours in a day.... that i can spent like i used to..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Owh how i miss my previous "life".... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But i know that i must move foward..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And moving foward is what im doing now indeed!!.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Christmas!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;... wonder what santa's has in store for me.... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-2240305119218634289?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/2240305119218634289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=2240305119218634289&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2240305119218634289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2240305119218634289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/12/its-not-over-yet.html' title='Its not over yet......'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SVHjk9k763I/AAAAAAAABIc/PxgKHDCDcUo/s72-c/Christmas-Snoopy-Lights-Tree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-1422660498497721020</id><published>2008-11-02T18:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T23:48:17.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Scared….</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SQ5eOrQjhbI/AAAAAAAAA00/y_LEEa9X8Ic/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Im scared of falling…… but I’ve fallen………….&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of hoping…… but hopes is the only thing I can do……..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of sharing…. but I have to share…..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of losing….. I haven’t lost it….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of loving…. But I felt the love…….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of the truth….. because the truth hurts…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of hurting…. Because I don’t want to be hurt…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of lying….. and only the truth have been told…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared being alone….. but all I have is myself…..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of this feeling… but it felt good….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of telling…. But I’ve been told….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of being needed …. But I have needs….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of wanting….. coz I don’t really know what I want….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of longing… coz I longed for it…….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of uncertainties….. but uncertainties makes it exciting….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of messiness….. but im cluttered…. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im scared of competition… coz I have to work harder….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-1422660498497721020?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/1422660498497721020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=1422660498497721020&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/1422660498497721020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/1422660498497721020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/11/im-scared.html' title='Im Scared….'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-3111539137967235950</id><published>2008-10-28T01:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T02:08:46.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Buckled up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well, you done done me and you bet I felt it &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tried to be chill but your so hot that I melted &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I fell right through the cracks, now I'm tryin to get back &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;before the cool done run out I'll be givin it my best test &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and nothin's gonna stop me but divine intervention &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I reckon it's again my turn to win some or learn some&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm Yours (Jason Mraz)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I've been out and about dating people.... I'm through having meaningless lustful nights..... I've come to realised that i need to have a stable relationship.. to fully explore my inner most feelings... hoping to see my ability to really love a person.. in turn to be loved back indiscriminately.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i guess its the age thing... im turning to the big "Three Ohh" in a couple of years and it had dawn to me that i never really given myself the chance to have a more meaningful relationship.... but then again.. maybe the chance had not really been presenting itself yet?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;As my good friends said, Im choosy... Yes im guilty of that... but how in the world could anybody not be choosy... you cant open up yourself just to any Tom, Dick or Harry do you?.... And futhermore, you cant really be choosy if there is nothing to choose from in the beginning right?..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, here i am.. buckled up.. ready and willing to take the chance....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Courtesy of my friends, I 've been out for dates with several prospective applicants.. he..he.. However, none turns out to be interested in me... Sigh.. nevermind.... although it did tested my ego and lowered my self worth being rejected as such, but i persevered...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe im jinxed...... i kept on looking at myself on the things that is wrong with me.. i could come up with a long list of it ... but unless i take step to change it, it will remain useless aite!.. maybe a session of Mandi bunga will help me in getting rid my of jinx?....hrmmmm... he..he... no, i dont really belive in those sort of things.... ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Will love ever come knocking at my door?... when im least expecting it?.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;In the meantime, could somebody please pass me the Godiva!!... that'll do for now... ;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-3111539137967235950?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/3111539137967235950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=3111539137967235950&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3111539137967235950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3111539137967235950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/10/buckled-up.html' title='Buckled up!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-2147694303992307473</id><published>2008-10-12T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T07:12:12.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Long Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Firstly, i would like to wish Selamat Hari Raya Aidilfitri, Maaf Zahir Batin to all my readers... *chewah.. bagilah meks chan nak feeling2 bagai penulis blog terkenals githoo.. he..he*... Hope its not too late for me to wish that.... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ANyway, I just came back from my ex-collegue's wedding.... They were such a beautiful couple.. the thing is, i used to have a HUGE crush on this person way back when we were working togather..... and attending his wedding is some sort of a CLOSURE for me!!... to see that person happy with their significant other... i have passed that stage... and its time to move on.. oh wait.. i have moved on.. but sumhow, the remnants of the experience/feelings is still there.... and its time to brush it aside and starts a new chapter... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, i learned a very good lesson today... that of all the things in the world that u can have be it family, friends, career, things.....etc......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;The very thing that you can only count on.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And the only thing that you will ever have is ............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YOURSELF!!.....full stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-2147694303992307473?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/2147694303992307473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=2147694303992307473&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2147694303992307473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2147694303992307473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/10/long-day.html' title='A Long Day!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-5479463033216067208</id><published>2008-09-24T03:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T03:49:20.607-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidup oh Hidup!</title><content type='html'>Dok tak dok.. dah lama jugak lah adanya aku tak menghapdate blog terchintaku ini..... semenjak start posa.. sampailah nak abis posa..... semenjak start keja baru .. sampailah dah nak tukar jawatan... whopppssstttt tukar jawatankah... Ala.. biasalah tuh.. kalau Menteri lagi boleh tukaq portfolio takkan lah kita yang nangoi2 nih akan dok kat satu tempat yang sama jer kann... tak githoo dik non....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alkisahnya macam nih.. semenjak aku join tempat kerja baru nih...to tell you guys teh truth, memang lah sebenarnya kerja yang aku buat skang nih macam mismatch dengan ability, kepandaian dan minat aku... Ini adalah disebabkan, masa depa amek aku, masa tuh depa ala2 tgh sibuk dan tak sempat nak vet through dan mengenali aku sebelum aku ditempatkan.. so, tercongoklah aku kat bahagian nih.. apa??.. pengurusan risiko.. dalam bahasa omputihnya Risk Management.. aper2 jer lah labu.. asalkan bukan engineering sudeh.. naknyer aku noya kan tatau apa2.. he..he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, bermulalah kehidupan aku kat sini... mula2 tuh memang stress... maklumlah, buat bende2 yang kita tatau kan... tahap stress aku yang tinggi tuh telah membuatkan kulit muka aku dipenuhi jerawat stress..... meletops2 katanya... nasib baik skang dah ok.. bukannya sebab dah tak stress.. but maybe sebab dah boleh handle kerja nih kot....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, berbalik kepada kisah tempat kerja aku, boss aku nih lelaki... orang nya masih muda trang tang2.. perangai coolness giler.. aku suka cara dia yang very the understanding dan tak dilupa jangan perangai hyper active dia .. amcam cencurut plak aku tgk kadang2.... tapi masa mula kerja kan aku tgh noya.. tak nampak sume tuh...kawan2 kerja pun macam best2 jer.. mula2 tuh memang ler sekadar jer kemesraannya... tapi, lama2 dah ok, taklah tertejkan sangats kann.. maklumlah, semua masih muda remaja.. tak ramai yang berumur tempat aku nih...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, disebabkan terlalu noya pada masa permulaan kerja ittew, budak sebelah aku tuh dari abg\hagian yang berlainan.. iaitu customer relation nak tukar jawatan.. dia offerlah kat aku kalau aku nak.. apa lagi, memikiorkan watak aku yang amat sesuwai dengan jawatan ittew, ala2 boleh bersosial , takl;ah tercongok depan konfuter 24 jam, aku pun dengan berani matinya offerlah diri.. very the sudel perangai aku kan...... baru jer keje, dah demanding.... haruslahkan, DIvalah katanmya... he...he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, berbincanglah boss aku, hatta orag H.R dan tak dilupa jangan watak2 yang berkaitan, maka diumpatlah aku deadanya.. whopsstt bukan mengumpat uolssss..... sekadar berbincang jerrrrrr..... naiklah kejap carta aku kat sini.. he..he&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, disebabkan beberapa masalah teknikal, diorg tanak isi lagi position tuh.. ghupa2 nyer ader kontroversi positiontuh .. tapi aku tak bleh nak cakap.. rahasia syarikat katanya.. so, depa pun offerlah aku satu position lain, katanya BUsiness Development.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ermm.. setelah memikiorkan semasak2 nya, dan meminta pendapat masyarakat bff's dan lain2 lagi, maka aku pun menerimalah post ittew dengan hati yang redha... maybe rezeki kat sitew kot.... tapi buat masa skang nih, aku still kat post yang lama.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, daripada ittew, pengajarannya, sumtimes, kita nih jagn harap kita akan dok kat satu tempat lama2... maybe its good for us to move on and find our happiness.. in my case, my work... kalau paksa diri utk buat satu kerja yang kita tak minat pun tak dak gunanya jugak kan.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, lain kali,.... er..... tahlah... takper pun sebenarnya,.... banyak lagi crits2 yang aku nak crita.. tapi hari pun dah nak masuk senja... kejap lagi nak buikak posa... he..he&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-5479463033216067208?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/5479463033216067208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=5479463033216067208&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5479463033216067208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5479463033216067208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/09/hidup-oh-hidup.html' title='Hidup oh Hidup!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-8619881504970172539</id><published>2008-08-21T19:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T20:01:45.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting Dumped.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SK4p-60bgMI/AAAAAAAAA0s/OHyBW5Ojozw/s1600-h/mbcn431l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237169577596256450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SK4p-60bgMI/AAAAAAAAA0s/OHyBW5Ojozw/s400/mbcn431l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I was browsing through the internet and found this interesting article...... It about how to behave if ur being dumped by a person in a relationship.... I think its quite funny and very interesting... not that i've been dumped before... he...he...... Maybe boleh ambik buat iktibar bagi kengkaan yang dah kene dumped.... nak dumped orang atau bagi yang baru nak timbul rona rona sumped...... he..he....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dating Diaries: Breaking Up Is Easy To Do: 5 Simple Rules &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://shine.yahoo.com/blog/a0Py5twekXMA6o0z8v1e8uvWEDRDopBpfG1_dDsUX_Nlh3ga99kvh/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Rich Santos, Marie Claire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;, on Fri Aug 1, 2008 12:04pm PDT &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of a friend has called his ex-girlfriend six times since she broke up with him. I told my friend to bestow my breaking up advice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; on him. Whether you want someone back or not, if you follow the rules below, you will maintain your dignity, maybe win the person back, or eventually get over them: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. Ride Off Into The Sunset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In college I took a class called &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="The Western Genre" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Western_(genre)" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;American Western Movies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;. Give me a break, ok? It was summer session. But this class did teach me something. I learned I wanted to be a cowboy. They are so cool, collected, never play their hand, never look rattled, and they are always confident.&lt;br /&gt;One thing they all did was ride off as the sun set on the horizon after their business was done.&lt;br /&gt;Riding off into the sunset keeps our dignity. When a girl breaks up with me, I will say:&lt;br /&gt;"OK, it was great getting to know you over the past (insert length of time).You take care."&lt;br /&gt;My business is done.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I will figuratively ride off into the sunset. I won't tell her how much I miss her. I won't &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;tell her she made a mistake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="breakup.com" href="http://www.marieclaire.com/life/sex/dating/breakup-com?link=emb&amp;amp;dom=yah_life&amp;amp;src=syn&amp;amp;con=blog_marieclaire&amp;amp;mag=mar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I won't call, email or text.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt; I won't mention her to mutual friends. I'll be gone from her life.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, it will dawn on the girl that she is not &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marieclaire.com/hair/beauty/products/beauty-broken-heart?link=emb&amp;amp;dom=yah_life&amp;amp;src=syn&amp;amp;con=blog_marieclaire&amp;amp;mag=mar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;getting her money's worth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; for this breakup. It is true: people who do the breaking up have an air of power to them. They like being the decision maker, and having the control. But after I walk away like it's no problem, she'll start to think:&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, why isn't he shaken up over this? Did he even care that I broke up with him?"&lt;br /&gt;Or even better, the ever-popular and coveted:&lt;br /&gt;"Did I do the right thing breaking up with him?"&lt;br /&gt;That's when you know you're in business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. Apply the Wizard of Oz Effect&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Of course, most likely, we are in total pain and anguish after a break up. But, we can't let that show. Remember:&lt;br /&gt;"Pay no mind to that man behind the curtain?"&lt;br /&gt;We can, behind the curtain, cry, complain, yell, be angry, and hurt. But, we must &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Beauty for a Breakup" href="http://www.marieclaire.com/hair/beauty/products/beauty-broken-heart?link=emb&amp;amp;dom=yah_life&amp;amp;src=syn&amp;amp;con=blog_marieclaire&amp;amp;mag=mar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;craft the appearance on the outside of being fine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt; with everything. We need to look happy on the outside to the other person 100% of the time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="What To Wear To See Your Ex" href="http://www.marieclaire.com/hair/fashion/fashion-ex?link=emb%20&amp;amp;%20dom=yah_life&amp;amp;src=syn&amp;amp;con=blog_datingdiaries&amp;amp;mag=mar&amp;amp;ha=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;we see them post-breakup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;This also gives the illusion that you might be seeing someone else, or that you've got other things going on. Of course you're miserable and there's NOTHING going on in your life, but they don't have to know it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. Enact the Verb in "Breaking Up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Get rid of all evidence of them -- put it all in a closet, under your bed, or anywhere. I'm a sucker for a strand of hair or her shampoo smell left on a pillow after a girl is over. After the breakup, this must go: wash the sheets! Remember, in breaking up, to think of it like a guillotine: make it fast.&lt;br /&gt;On a guillotine, you'd rather have a sharp blade slice your head right off than a blunt blade repeatedly cut and cut until your head finally fell off.&lt;br /&gt;If it's a break up they want, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="How to Speak Male During a Breakup" href="http://www.marieclaire.com/life/sex/dating/language-lessons-080708?link=emb&amp;amp;dom=yah_life&amp;amp;src=syn&amp;amp;con=blog_marieclaire&amp;amp;mag=mar"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;make it clean for them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;. It will look good, and it will be easier on you. Flush them right out of your life immediately, and completely. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. Don't Look Back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It's hard to accomplish this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="The Stalker Ex Boyfriends" href="http://www.marieclaire.com/life/sex/advice/stalker-boyfriend-kate-brennan?link=emb&amp;amp;dom=yah_life&amp;amp;src=syn&amp;amp;con=blog_marieclaire&amp;amp;mag=mar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;We know not to look back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;, just like we know not to look down when someone says don't look down...but we still look down. But, make it easy on yourself: looking back and saying stuff like:&lt;br /&gt;"Gosh, just two weeks ago,we were out to dinner and she stayed over here and we were so close..."&lt;br /&gt;...will just make it more painful. You can't look back until it's time to look back when you're truly over it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. Remember You'll Get Over It &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The best thing about breaking up is those following mornings you wake up after &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="The True Sign of a Breakup" href="http://www.marieclaire.com/life/sex/dating/breakup-com?link=emb&amp;amp;dom=yah_life&amp;amp;src=syn&amp;amp;con=blog_datingdiaries&amp;amp;mag=mar&amp;amp;ha=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;you've truly gotten over someone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;. You're renewed, alive, and ready to see what the world has to offer. Keep pushing through for this feeling, remember all those people you thought you'd never get over (you know you ended up getting over them), and as Jim Morrison once crooned: "break on through to the other side!"&lt;br /&gt;Well I don't know about you, but after going through all that, I'm inspired to get dumped!&lt;br /&gt;So, do you agree with these rules? Do you have any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.marieclaire.com/hair/celebrity/blog/dumped-text-message?link=emb&amp;amp;dom=yah_life&amp;amp;src=syn&amp;amp;con=blog_marieclaire&amp;amp;mag=mar" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;nightmare breakup stories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;? If a guy you dumped followed these rules, would you start reconsidering? Would you be annoyed if you dumped a guy and he didn't get upset?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So..... now we know..............!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-8619881504970172539?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/8619881504970172539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=8619881504970172539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8619881504970172539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8619881504970172539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/08/getting-dumped.html' title='Getting Dumped.........'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SK4p-60bgMI/AAAAAAAAA0s/OHyBW5Ojozw/s72-c/mbcn431l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-3436308028393809070</id><published>2008-08-20T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T07:39:01.610-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SUSUK....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SKwkUgxObLI/AAAAAAAAA0k/iHKALe0CFo4/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236600401537428658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SKwkUgxObLI/AAAAAAAAA0k/iHKALe0CFo4/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Pssstttt.... i have a secret to tell....... NO!!!.... *im not wearing susuk or do i intend to have one*... he...he..... The truth is, im NOT an ardent fan of horror/scary movies..... let alone Malay horror flicks........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I came to know bout this movie from the trailer.. you know, trialer of upcoming movies shown before the actual movies start.. but i didnt have any intention of watching it whatsoever.... I thought that the movie will be just like any other Malay horror genre... trying to scare the viewer but really doesnt made any sense..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, one day, i was reading blogs here and i came across Yasmin Ahmad's blog an internationally acclaimed director.. of which im and ardent fan of.. chewah.. *mengaku fan lah konon*... he..he.. and she did this review .. well... not a review actually.. more of a comment bout the movie Susuk.... She highly recommended to watch the movie.... and give praises on the technicalities and the storyline of which i will not reveal anyway as its not my intention for writing a movie review........ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday, i was on medical leave due to some light fever and colds..... I was bored at home doin nuthing... so, i called my friend Rupaul asking him whether he was free to join me watching movie.. after some arrangements, we agreed to watch movies at Midvalley.. i wanted to have a movie marathon since it was quite sumtime since i last watch any movies..... So, we made plans to watch Wall-E... which turns out to be a good movie to watch with your loved ones.. and ...SUSUK.. mainly because of Yasmin's review....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I found that the movie stand true to Yasmin's every single comments.... i didnt have high expectation at first.. during the first few minutes of the movie, i knew that its really a good movie to watch.... Im not gonna give away the storyline.. but in a gist, the movie is about people's quest to find beauty and fame and the extend that people will go to find it be it the right way or the wrong way....... I think that the premise of the stroy is somewhat based on human's morality but sumhow, it does not dictates to the viewer whats right or wrong.. but merely potraying the result of those infatuation of being beautiful and famous.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Somehow, the essence of the story as captured beautifully by having great camera works... seamless shot of scenes from one to another and great acting by the actors.... I think that its good that the director does not duelve too much on the morality of the subject matter.. but by showing the consequences of these endless infatuation instead..... with a touch of humour... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I found that this movie is refreshing.... it's not the typical horror flick that is full of the scare factor.. it not ur run on the mill type of scary movies which tries to scare their audiences any chance that they can..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;It is a manifestation of the darker side of human... what we can and will do to achieve greatness...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-3436308028393809070?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/3436308028393809070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=3436308028393809070&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3436308028393809070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3436308028393809070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/08/susuk.html' title='SUSUK....'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SKwkUgxObLI/AAAAAAAAA0k/iHKALe0CFo4/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-4071696449542650624</id><published>2008-07-31T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:11.478-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Right or Wrong?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SJJ6SvCHlVI/AAAAAAAAA0c/kuATPk0yhhE/s1600-h/tunnel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229376579612153170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SJJ6SvCHlVI/AAAAAAAAA0c/kuATPk0yhhE/s400/tunnel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sometimes, we are faced with dilemma between what is right or wrong for us. We've grown up doing something that we thought is right for us.. something of which has become a nature to us.. something that you think that your are born with and you have nurtured it so well... and it became your nature.... and suddenly, you are facing with this kind of dilemma.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I not gonna dwellved *spelling* much in the particular subject matter coz i think that it is something kind of personal in nature... so personal that i know its gonna make me or break me.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Erm.... The thing is, after all this while, i found myself still in the state of confusion.. I felt that admitting it would be a crime to myself... but denying it would be against the nature... But what is natural anyway.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I thought that i've reached the point of no return.... a place where i'm comfortable.... a place where i am what it is.... and slowly but surely, im moving towards the light at the end of the tunnel however dim it may be.... but suddenly, i realised that there's another branch of tunnel in the middle of my journey.... there is another light at the end of the tunnel.... shining brighter it seems.... Should i take the turn towards that exit?... or should i just go on with my plan towards the original exit?.. or should i stop.. contemplate on which tunnel to take....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; One thing that i know of is that i can't turn back.... I've reached too deep in the tunnel that i wouldn't find the entry point ever again..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, here i am.... dazed and confused........ healed but scarred....... ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-4071696449542650624?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/4071696449542650624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=4071696449542650624&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/4071696449542650624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/4071696449542650624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/07/right-or-wrong.html' title='Right or Wrong?'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SJJ6SvCHlVI/AAAAAAAAA0c/kuATPk0yhhE/s72-c/tunnel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-5818004877125926841</id><published>2008-07-30T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T01:47:41.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im Backkk!!!.. *kinda*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know..... i've been letting my blog bersawang for the past month or so..... this proud baby of mine has been abandoned........ but come to think of it, i think that its really up to my discretion *or mood* to update my blog kan..... no strings attached.. im never into commitments anyway... *owh well.... for having Samantha's traits*... he..he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The good news is,.... IM BACK.......... not that i've been anywhere..... only here.. slaving myself at my work.....  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, whats new... well... its been a month plus since i started working at my new job... and so far, all is well.... I've broken myself into this boring routines and although at first, there was much frustrations and stress... on my side that is........ yeah... just imagine doin sumthing which is totally new and alien to you plus, not really getting good help * bayangkan jikalau org yang nak mengajar you tuh macam ado .. non ado jer hendaknya mengajar kita*..... So, i toiled my blood, sweat and tears lah to learn all the tricks of the trade.... *dramatic sangats kannn*... he...he...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Anyway, nuthing much interesting happens in my life nowadays...... life as usual....... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-5818004877125926841?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/5818004877125926841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=5818004877125926841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5818004877125926841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5818004877125926841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-backkk-kinda.html' title='Im Backkk!!!.. *kinda*'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-7768944181811004444</id><published>2008-06-28T12:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:11.637-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Career-Change Syndrome??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SGaZLBfb12I/AAAAAAAAA0U/99jUPlBGHRU/s1600-h/Career%20Transition.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217025633013192546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SGaZLBfb12I/AAAAAAAAA0U/99jUPlBGHRU/s400/Career%2520Transition.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I first started my new job with budding enthusiasm..... Maybe after a month of lazing around doing nothing, i felt that it will be a fresh new start... to a brand new day..... A new ME!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Definitely a welcome respite from my previous mundane job..eventhough i dont quite "dislike" what i did, .. it was OK.. but OK was never enough for me......;P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being in the centre of the city's business, entertainment and art, certainly elavated my anticipation of joining that company......... And of course, its standing in the world's business certainly got myself interested..... I felt that maybe they can offer me more.... not only the salary &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*for the record, it was not that much of an increase from my previous salary*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;but in terms of career development..... discovering and enhancing one's talents... and the possibility of pursuing my studies..... and having a firmly secured future..... financially and spiritually.. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;However, only after 2 weeks, it has taken its first toll on me.... Not that its not what it seems from the outside....dun get me wrong... Its more than that........ So far, Im not complaining bout my work.. or my boss.. or my collegues... They're all GREAT!...... and i really mean it!!..... ;)... Having a supportive Boss and helpful collegues and "nice view" really helps...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;But why am i still unsatisfied...... why do i still feel the emptiness in my life.. why do i feel that something is missing...... why do i feel that i've not achieved enough.... why do i feel that i might not have what it takes to be excellent...... or where do i go next.. will i do good enough?... Well, its among the question that's been lingering in my mind nowadays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Some might say that its to early to judge myself.. and pressured myself... Nowever, i felt that its the BIG questions that deserves some attention ...... Not really life altering big.... but its something that i kept on pondering.. days and night....... My predicament is more on a personal basis..... maybe im confused between personal life and professional life.. it is such a thin line right?... what we do professionally affects our personal life no matter what!!.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Maybe its a QUARTER life crises.... since my birthday is coming up in a couple of days.... ;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Or maybe its POST career-change syndrome.... ??... *If there is such*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Sigh.....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-7768944181811004444?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/7768944181811004444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=7768944181811004444&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/7768944181811004444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/7768944181811004444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/06/post-career-change-syndrome.html' title='Post Career-Change Syndrome??'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SGaZLBfb12I/AAAAAAAAA0U/99jUPlBGHRU/s72-c/Career%2520Transition.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-7368904641695476092</id><published>2008-06-17T03:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:12.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Brand New Life....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SFfrApO_FQI/AAAAAAAAA0E/jt1pNZHDDKI/s1600-h/klcc2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212893490005873922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SFfrApO_FQI/AAAAAAAAA0E/jt1pNZHDDKI/s400/klcc2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;well may be the head title is tad dramatic..... not exactly as interesting as one might imagine.. only a brand new job .. perhaps... but u know what they say about work... work is our life... our job defines who we are..... but i definitely beg to differ..... I dun think that our job defines who we are.... as i said earlier in one of my previous posting, our life is defined with how we look at it .. how we live it and how we behave towards/ treats others.... izznit....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, I started my new job at the twin towers yesterday.... As usual, first day is the day where you get to know ur boss... certain collegues.. whom u will be working with for the next god knows how many years..... and to find ur way around the new office.. and to get familiar with the new system and to see their way of conducting business........ For me, my first day was a bit mundane.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Went to the office quite early.. i was supposed to report duty at 8am... so i was there 15 mins early... and i waited.. i waited .. and waited but people only started coming to the office by 9am... bummer.. i was there for an hour and half waiting... luckily i brought some reading materials with and lucky me they have a really comfortable sofa at the seating area... ;).... THe offer letter should've just stated that i come in at 9am and save me the trouble... but.. NO... im not complaining.. we all have to wait sumtime in our life innnit.. sum ways or another.. waiting is norm... waiting is expected.. waiting is wasting.... aite!!.. not that i have anything better to do at that time...ha..ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;My boss.... erm.. how shall i start.. relatively young... perhaps in his late 30's... married with 3 kids * hey.. there was a family pics on his table occay*.... from the relatively short time that i met him, he looks and sounds like a very nice boss... i saw him joking with my other collegues.... and he doesnt even remember that i was supposed to report to him that day.. he was caught by surprise.. "Pleasant surprise".. as he put it.... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Other collegues, were ok as well... quite chatty.. quite friendly.... while me eyeing a few lady collegues of mine who wears short dresses with killer heels.... Im impressed!!!.... Izzit Manolo's... izzit Jimmy Choo's or perhaps my expectation's tad too hugh......Aldo maybe??...Urghhh...... i cant help taking my eyes off the bloody Red pumps that my cubicle's neigh is wearing... Im such a helpless gay innit??... ha...ha.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;And dun let me start on the insanely gorgeous delicious yummy looking guys in my department.... OMG.. i nearly had a major heart attack when i was introduced to them...... i felt everything was in slow motion..... I didnt even hear it when they asked me anything.. and i was smiling to my ears..... he......he..... Hope my drools wasnt too obvious... ahaks... luckily they were at a different level.. i mean.. they were at level 34 and im at level 35.. otherwise, im sure that i'll not be able to concentrate on my work later..... he...he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;ANd of course... APPARENTLY *as how idan would start a statement*... there is another "DIVA" in my office.....A guy (HAdek2) that is in charge of the admin.... with his highlighted hair.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wears a blue contact lens and wearing a tight striped shirt.. with unpleated skinny pants.... who's cubicle is a few feet from mine.... Quite friendly at first.. BUT first impression can be deceiving..... as we talked, i noticed that his DIVAesque attitude started to show off....... He told me what to do or not to do... he praised himself for being a Pet****S scholar from their uni and was&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; chosen to join that organisation 6 MONTHS ago after graduating..... and goin on and on about how there's a long history of his family joining this organisation and what to learn and how fast he can absorb all the new things...... and he threw me a notebook with some important information bout the business that i will be dealing with and threaten to quizzed me on it later...... WHAT THE F**K!!.... I've been working for the last 3 bloody years.. U dun have to tell me the do's and donts in the office... et cetera....I ALREADY KNEW IT!!!!... i was a bit irritated... but as a newbie, i just let it passed...... no need to show my DIVA aura on my first day..... As idan put it "He might be my key to get into the colourful world of RAINBOW*... in my organisation.. which by the way is quite a magnet for Rainbow Peoples.......he...he... So, im giving myself benefits of doubt on him.. he might turns out to be a nice person afterall.... * IM a saint!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;So, there u goes........ i still have yet to get my computer and telephone..... I brought my lappy and my MAXIS broadband in the hope that i can do some research in the net... but to no avail as the maxis broadband connection really sucks..... sigh!!.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I did missed my old place.... not the work but my friends over there..... Regret??... NEVER.... i never regret my actions how stupid it is...... this is a totally new challenges for me and i should be excited aite.. new place.. new environment.... and perhaps a new beginning to an exciting life ahead??.... IM crossing all my fringers and toes... he..he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;P.s:... I found out that one of the perks is i can join the Twin Tower GYM for free!!..*Idan.. and pari.. eat ur hearts out!! muahahahahah*..... how cool is that!!..... *looks like now i do have no excuses for not goin to the gym anymore*.. as if.. tee...heee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-7368904641695476092?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/7368904641695476092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=7368904641695476092&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/7368904641695476092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/7368904641695476092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-brand-new-life.html' title='It&apos;s a Brand New Life....'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SFfrApO_FQI/AAAAAAAAA0E/jt1pNZHDDKI/s72-c/klcc2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-7744364688016945754</id><published>2008-06-11T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:13.398-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang - Director's Cut (Uncensored)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE99zWJQ8rI/AAAAAAAAAzk/emf3Pl-Cn3U/s1600-h/P6071369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210521614962193074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE99zWJQ8rI/AAAAAAAAAzk/emf3Pl-Cn3U/s320/P6071369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;BEFORE MAKEOVER&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE99tKs7jWI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ig0olBVdJcI/s1600-h/P6071371.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210521508811345250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE99tKs7jWI/AAAAAAAAAzc/ig0olBVdJcI/s320/P6071371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210521812499448226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE99-2B0QaI/AAAAAAAAAzs/6SyLLiWQ1RA/s320/P6071374.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORK IN PROGRESS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211433548581506802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SFK7M3nBDvI/AAAAAAAAAz8/L_mb6Iu85qU/s320/P6071379.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TADAAAAAAAAAA.............. Hasil seni tangan meks.... *tuh jer yang mampu meks buat nyehhhh.. Kak Oprah mesti bangga ngan meks*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE99U61J68I/AAAAAAAAAzM/Vq9vL7DBj8c/s1600-h/P6081387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210521092234013634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE99U61J68I/AAAAAAAAAzM/Vq9vL7DBj8c/s320/P6081387.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Whooopppppssstttttt!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE99HMal7LI/AAAAAAAAAzE/KRuwZJLFYzU/s1600-h/IMG_0819.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE99AxOjkvI/AAAAAAAAAy8/_cc0DEbswuI/s1600-h/IMG_0821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210520746058814194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE99AxOjkvI/AAAAAAAAAy8/_cc0DEbswuI/s320/IMG_0821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Full Monty!!!....... Sapa nak, amek no naaaaaaa........he..he&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE984iZNaMI/AAAAAAAAAy0/XY-B1M9rzYI/s1600-h/IMG_0832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210520604638013634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE984iZNaMI/AAAAAAAAAy0/XY-B1M9rzYI/s320/IMG_0832.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Larikkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!.... checking nyeh.. checking.....!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE98wV7NYtI/AAAAAAAAAys/iYqG3k6ImHc/s1600-h/IMG_0833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210520463852004050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE98wV7NYtI/AAAAAAAAAys/iYqG3k6ImHc/s320/IMG_0833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cabaran ketiga.. Balik Pulau 18KM..... KOrang Mampu?????&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210520324823597986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE98oQAQQ6I/AAAAAAAAAyk/s-PrN1DKo-s/s320/IMG_0834.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BERSEDIA UNTUK BERKHIDMAT.............. !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-7744364688016945754?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/7744364688016945754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=7744364688016945754&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/7744364688016945754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/7744364688016945754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/06/penang-directors-cut-uncensored.html' title='Penang - Director&apos;s Cut (Uncensored)'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE99zWJQ8rI/AAAAAAAAAzk/emf3Pl-Cn3U/s72-c/P6071369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-8649324812344546249</id><published>2008-06-10T23:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:18.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang - Day 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE97tkAu9jI/AAAAAAAAAyc/KSxOXUWa3dg/s1600-h/IMG_0624.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE97tkAu9jI/AAAAAAAAAyc/KSxOXUWa3dg/s320/IMG_0624.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210519316582037042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bangun pagi... tetap, mandi laut lagi... bestnya.... ala2 men tan kan kulit sambil2 tgk view....he...he...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE97V0AMVLI/AAAAAAAAAyU/AJZWseGQbcQ/s1600-h/IMG_0810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE97V0AMVLI/AAAAAAAAAyU/AJZWseGQbcQ/s320/IMG_0810.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210518908557874354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Abis mandi laut, kitaorg pun keluarlah cari breakfast...... plannya nak ke air terjun Teluk Bahang, piknik kat situ... Sampai sana, tetiba hujan lebat gila... so, just makan jer lah kat pondok kat sitew and hasrat nak mandi air terjun terpaksalah dibatalkan........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE97HIEY0DI/AAAAAAAAAyM/2pWLR4QZNmk/s1600-h/IMG_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE97HIEY0DI/AAAAAAAAAyM/2pWLR4QZNmk/s320/IMG_0812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210518656246140978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kak Juhara, membuat penampilan khas  pagi tuh.. sesambil membuat cricket facenya... ahaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE96szXmNSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/qIDXoH0cHJA/s1600-h/IMG_0822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE96szXmNSI/AAAAAAAAAyE/qIDXoH0cHJA/s320/IMG_0822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210518204012967202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Budak-budak jahat!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE96GS3z1XI/AAAAAAAAAx0/k44smJ6zsTA/s1600-h/IMG_0818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE96GS3z1XI/AAAAAAAAAx0/k44smJ6zsTA/s320/IMG_0818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210517542454678898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE959txKwaI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Far6R2unEoo/s1600-h/IMG_0813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE959txKwaI/AAAAAAAAAxs/Far6R2unEoo/s320/IMG_0813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210517395055755682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the way balik, terus singgah kat empangan Teluk Bahang... sesambil tgk view and membuat aksi2 terlarang... eh.. aksi2 terlarang.. apakah itew??..... hrm... nantikan kemunculan Director's Cut (Uncensored)... wakakakakaka&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE95ygzuJaI/AAAAAAAAAxk/0dwN0qb8OUo/s1600-h/IMG_0816.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE95ygzuJaI/AAAAAAAAAxk/0dwN0qb8OUo/s320/IMG_0816.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210517202598241698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE95jxKVrPI/AAAAAAAAAxc/qfUiQIn92_8/s1600-h/IMG_0839.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE95jxKVrPI/AAAAAAAAAxc/qfUiQIn92_8/s320/IMG_0839.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516949290036466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE95Z7mu6eI/AAAAAAAAAxU/KQR9HpXSetU/s1600-h/IMG_0830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE95Z7mu6eI/AAAAAAAAAxU/KQR9HpXSetU/s320/IMG_0830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516780294793698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the way balik, singgah kat Restoran Hameedia........ Makan Nasi Biryani yang teramats lazats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE95KPFOF0I/AAAAAAAAAxM/JF-7b0nqYEc/s1600-h/IMG_0873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE95KPFOF0I/AAAAAAAAAxM/JF-7b0nqYEc/s320/IMG_0873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516510645032770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sempat pose-manja lagik....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE95Awdg5zI/AAAAAAAAAxE/1XPNmuPVzcU/s1600-h/IMG_0875.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE95Awdg5zI/AAAAAAAAAxE/1XPNmuPVzcU/s320/IMG_0875.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516347806607154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then, kitaorg gi Chowrasta Bazaar... nak cari jeruk2 untuk membuat buah tangan............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE942z9VSTI/AAAAAAAAAw8/_oAwfVyzJC0/s1600-h/IMG_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE942z9VSTI/AAAAAAAAAw8/_oAwfVyzJC0/s320/IMG_0878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210516176946678066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;T&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hen singgah makan chendol......... sedap uolsssss....... Rating~5star sangats... he...he...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE94r54zgVI/AAAAAAAAAw0/ecWak8jyPFw/s1600-h/IMG_0886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE94r54zgVI/AAAAAAAAAw0/ecWak8jyPFw/s320/IMG_0886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210515989559738706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE94jn5KuBI/AAAAAAAAAws/x4utPF50y3k/s1600-h/IMG_0885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE94jn5KuBI/AAAAAAAAAws/x4utPF50y3k/s320/IMG_0885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210515847290468370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE94UaKvo1I/AAAAAAAAAwk/K8TvH6dS5lA/s1600-h/IMG_0884.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE94UaKvo1I/AAAAAAAAAwk/K8TvH6dS5lA/s320/IMG_0884.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210515585908056914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE94MZKLT1I/AAAAAAAAAwc/R2fMXS592iE/s1600-h/IMG_0883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE94MZKLT1I/AAAAAAAAAwc/R2fMXS592iE/s320/IMG_0883.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210515448198287186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE93_XCDgaI/AAAAAAAAAwU/wbZWY75l-K4/s1600-h/IMG_0888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE93_XCDgaI/AAAAAAAAAwU/wbZWY75l-K4/s320/IMG_0888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210515224289051042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE932RUYUXI/AAAAAAAAAwM/LktOtXImJKU/s1600-h/IMG_0890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE932RUYUXI/AAAAAAAAAwM/LktOtXImJKU/s320/IMG_0890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210515068136477042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE93qJcn0zI/AAAAAAAAAwE/I2QDzgVm8yo/s1600-h/IMG_0893.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE93qJcn0zI/AAAAAAAAAwE/I2QDzgVm8yo/s320/IMG_0893.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210514859865133874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ni lah Akmar...... one of our host from penang.. dia nih malu2 nak amek gambaq...... sapa-sapa taste kat dia, sila amek nombor naaaa................ he......he....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE93gyLSFNI/AAAAAAAAAv8/JVsxUggxHuc/s1600-h/IMG_0897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE93gyLSFNI/AAAAAAAAAv8/JVsxUggxHuc/s320/IMG_0897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210514698999567570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE93SuawBeI/AAAAAAAAAv0/4lWI0MKwYR0/s1600-h/IMG_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE93SuawBeI/AAAAAAAAAv0/4lWI0MKwYR0/s320/IMG_0901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210514457472533986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Our lovely hostess in Penang... thanx guys for showing us around... we had so much fun.... ehem... he...he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE93KqEvGLI/AAAAAAAAAvs/y1NCxktrqYM/s1600-h/IMG_0902.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE93KqEvGLI/AAAAAAAAAvs/y1NCxktrqYM/s320/IMG_0902.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210514318867503282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Balik ke seberang dengan feri ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE92-eFBZPI/AAAAAAAAAvk/DjD-Jl7dQVc/s1600-h/IMG_0908.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE92-eFBZPI/AAAAAAAAAvk/DjD-Jl7dQVc/s320/IMG_0908.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210514109489046770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE923zlvvkI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ZanpqbNT6JY/s1600-h/IMG_0903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE923zlvvkI/AAAAAAAAAvc/ZanpqbNT6JY/s320/IMG_0903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210513995004362306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE92qxN8NfI/AAAAAAAAAvU/4_hvPMe6gDg/s1600-h/IMG_0909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE92qxN8NfI/AAAAAAAAAvU/4_hvPMe6gDg/s320/IMG_0909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210513771029345778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE92gEcMEFI/AAAAAAAAAvM/LenAuFrbpB0/s1600-h/IMG_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE92gEcMEFI/AAAAAAAAAvM/LenAuFrbpB0/s320/IMG_0920.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210513587210817618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE92WwGKnCI/AAAAAAAAAvE/avUNC7JhMBM/s1600-h/IMG_0921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE92WwGKnCI/AAAAAAAAAvE/avUNC7JhMBM/s320/IMG_0921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210513427130915874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE92Ng3525I/AAAAAAAAAu8/NNK1Bj-vGkA/s1600-h/IMG_0922.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE92Ng3525I/AAAAAAAAAu8/NNK1Bj-vGkA/s320/IMG_0922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210513268425743250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE92DNCiN9I/AAAAAAAAAu0/mrAhcDHqhaQ/s1600-h/IMG_0929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE92DNCiN9I/AAAAAAAAAu0/mrAhcDHqhaQ/s320/IMG_0929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210513091302930386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;On the way balik, sempat singgah Selama, Perak jumpa adik angkat Idan yang baru kawin and dapat baby.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE914mqLvOI/AAAAAAAAAus/zRbdt1B0mNw/s1600-h/IMG_0936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE914mqLvOI/AAAAAAAAAus/zRbdt1B0mNw/s320/IMG_0936.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210512909201554658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE91t3Iu4lI/AAAAAAAAAuk/7YMY_IDarOo/s1600-h/IMG_0939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE91t3Iu4lI/AAAAAAAAAuk/7YMY_IDarOo/s320/IMG_0939.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210512724646093394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Eh..... womans sangats idan pegang baby naaa.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE91kA-0VwI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Xt0sQFFGBoI/s1600-h/IMG_0938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE91kA-0VwI/AAAAAAAAAuc/Xt0sQFFGBoI/s320/IMG_0938.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210512555490170626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sebelum nalik, mkes sempat singgah Taiping jumpa my longest BFF since childhood........ Dr. Raden kat hospital Taiping.. Tak sempat jumpa lama sebab dia on duty katanya... so dapatlah meks melepaskan rindew kejapst... C U in KL Doc.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE91b2g4cWI/AAAAAAAAAuU/_HUXGa4bDoA/s1600-h/IMG_0942.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE91b2g4cWI/AAAAAAAAAuU/_HUXGa4bDoA/s320/IMG_0942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210512415241302370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, there u go guys, we had sooooooom much fun in Penang.......... i know i did....... We will surely come to penang again next time..................... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-8649324812344546249?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/8649324812344546249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=8649324812344546249&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8649324812344546249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8649324812344546249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/06/penang-day-3.html' title='Penang - Day 3'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE97tkAu9jI/AAAAAAAAAyc/KSxOXUWa3dg/s72-c/IMG_0624.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-8293171222556661300</id><published>2008-06-10T23:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:22.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang - Day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9zq7AqHLI/AAAAAAAAAt0/t4VlzX1N-fA/s1600-h/IMG_0641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9zq7AqHLI/AAAAAAAAAt0/t4VlzX1N-fA/s320/IMG_0641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210510475123104946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ada orang tuh dituduh ARTIS oleh waiter kat sittew.. artis apa??.... ARTIS NASYID katanya.... ahaks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9zfGp05NI/AAAAAAAAAts/Drb3QMo6Ka0/s1600-h/IMG_0644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9zfGp05NI/AAAAAAAAAts/Drb3QMo6Ka0/s320/IMG_0644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210510272090137810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Breakfast at Batu Feringghi..... *Rating~ Pass*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9zVm9NDxI/AAAAAAAAAtk/JJL1SqTWPm0/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9zVm9NDxI/AAAAAAAAAtk/JJL1SqTWPm0/s320/IMG_0652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210510108962656018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lepas makan, bermulalah perjalanan keliling Penang... sempat singgah Hotel E&amp;amp;O to ask for directions.. kekwats sangats..... nasib baik dapat peta free..... he...he&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9zAhwEfQI/AAAAAAAAAtU/QAsWKZFd3Go/s1600-h/IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9zAhwEfQI/AAAAAAAAAtU/QAsWKZFd3Go/s320/IMG_0660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210509746788138242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chung Fatt Tze Mansion atau lebih dikenali sebagai "Blue Mansion*... Eh.. bukan sebab orang dok buat filem blue tau... but memang kaler dia biru.. tup-tup sampai, tak dapat masuk sebab tour hanya pada kul 11am and 3pm jerrrr...... so, amek gambar dari luar jer lah......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9y3xdc-AI/AAAAAAAAAtM/jK-TIlAK5zo/s1600-h/IMG_0661.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9y3xdc-AI/AAAAAAAAAtM/jK-TIlAK5zo/s320/IMG_0661.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210509596386195458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9yvNRYlCI/AAAAAAAAAtE/fkfIPB4oBmI/s1600-h/IMG_0670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9yvNRYlCI/AAAAAAAAAtE/fkfIPB4oBmI/s320/IMG_0670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210509449232946210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So, kekdahnya tak dapat masuk Blue mansion, kitaorg pun tourlah Hotel kat seberang jalan mansion itew.... chantek sangats hotel tuh... It used to be a Mansion gaks... more than 100yrs dah..... Rate pun teramats murah.. so lain kali, sesapa nak rasa authentic penang, dok lah kat sini naaaaa............... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9ymIL2F1I/AAAAAAAAAs8/okaIkU_FZdY/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9ymIL2F1I/AAAAAAAAAs8/okaIkU_FZdY/s320/IMG_0674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210509293248714578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE-CPZG9wII/AAAAAAAAAz0/MhaOWufJ42M/s1600-h/IMG_0671.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE-CPZG9wII/AAAAAAAAAz0/MhaOWufJ42M/s320/IMG_0671.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210526494840701058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passtuh, kitaorg gi Burmaese Temple.. Kuil Buddha katanya......... rasa macam kat Bangkok Plaks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9xxlqD9HI/AAAAAAAAAsU/rv557Q8r7Mo/s1600-h/IMG_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9xxlqD9HI/AAAAAAAAAsU/rv557Q8r7Mo/s320/IMG_0678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210508390627013746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9yaUgj6nI/AAAAAAAAAs0/u1o9A5yAtVY/s1600-h/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9yaUgj6nI/AAAAAAAAAs0/u1o9A5yAtVY/s320/IMG_0681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210509090398399090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9yQUADmoI/AAAAAAAAAss/Oio3GB14bkM/s1600-h/IMG_0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9yQUADmoI/AAAAAAAAAss/Oio3GB14bkM/s320/IMG_0699.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210508918463371906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9yG2VjM_I/AAAAAAAAAsk/o2ZKk2OZsf4/s1600-h/IMG_0714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9yG2VjM_I/AAAAAAAAAsk/o2ZKk2OZsf4/s320/IMG_0714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210508755881636850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9x5FbaX5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/JljxLgCJeoQ/s1600-h/IMG_0679.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9x5FbaX5I/AAAAAAAAAsc/JljxLgCJeoQ/s320/IMG_0679.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210508519414587282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9xpCjIVwI/AAAAAAAAAsM/trSns9a1d8o/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9xpCjIVwI/AAAAAAAAAsM/trSns9a1d8o/s320/IMG_0687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210508243763746562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9w9cEPYdI/AAAAAAAAAr8/yep-VkNINp0/s1600-h/IMG_0742.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9w9cEPYdI/AAAAAAAAAr8/yep-VkNINp0/s320/IMG_0742.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210507494699262418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;then, menuju ke Fort Cornwallis... tapi tutup hari ahad... sentap sangats... apalah orang hari cuti nak jalan2... tempat tuh tutup plak... takpa, lain kali mai lagi naaaaa... so, amek gambar jer lah.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9wx092EmI/AAAAAAAAAr0/pm9SOOtQu7I/s1600-h/IMG_0750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9wx092EmI/AAAAAAAAAr0/pm9SOOtQu7I/s320/IMG_0750.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210507295224894050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9wm5MGNvI/AAAAAAAAArs/RWuih-m-cF0/s1600-h/IMG_0755.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9wm5MGNvI/AAAAAAAAArs/RWuih-m-cF0/s320/IMG_0755.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210507107379853042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9wbnvgRGI/AAAAAAAAArk/iBH_nt7XW8A/s1600-h/IMG_0746.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9wbnvgRGI/AAAAAAAAArk/iBH_nt7XW8A/s320/IMG_0746.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210506913717961826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pemandangan Dari Balcony hotel......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9wNHi8qOI/AAAAAAAAArc/dI_Seo8JtBk/s1600-h/IMG_0765.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9wNHi8qOI/AAAAAAAAArc/dI_Seo8JtBk/s320/IMG_0765.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210506664557193442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9v9k2b5PI/AAAAAAAAArU/FXdfzCXj78w/s1600-h/IMG_0783.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9v9k2b5PI/AAAAAAAAArU/FXdfzCXj78w/s320/IMG_0783.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210506397545653490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Malam tuh kuar jalan-jalan.. Sempat singgah kejap Kat Masjid Acheh Street.. Kalau uolss nak tau, Masjid nih diasaskan oleh Keluarga Idan.... Teramat bersejarah di Pulau Pinang.. Nasib baik guard yang jaga masjid tuh teramat mesra.. siap bagi kitaorg tour lagi.. Di sana, Idan pun berceritalah tentang Masjid inniew dan sejarahnya.. reminicing the olden days katanya..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9vxxvDiGI/AAAAAAAAArM/4xvv2vT7FFU/s1600-h/IMG_0788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9vxxvDiGI/AAAAAAAAArM/4xvv2vT7FFU/s320/IMG_0788.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210506194845927522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9vkllaaYI/AAAAAAAAArE/BAHTRB8c8jc/s1600-h/IMG_0796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9vkllaaYI/AAAAAAAAArE/BAHTRB8c8jc/s320/IMG_0796.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210505968245959042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tunku Syed Hussein Idid tuh keturunan nenek moyang Idan........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9vYftl-JI/AAAAAAAAAq8/R1E03S0Un5I/s1600-h/IMG_0800.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9vYftl-JI/AAAAAAAAAq8/R1E03S0Un5I/s320/IMG_0800.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210505760511228050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Masa balik, sempat singgah Line Clear, minum teh tarik.. kitaorg tak makan sebab masih kenyang and dah lewat sangat masa tuh....... tapi tempat tuh tetap happening....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9vFRpYt7I/AAAAAAAAAq0/lGwwd_jrEcQ/s1600-h/IMG_0798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9vFRpYt7I/AAAAAAAAAq0/lGwwd_jrEcQ/s320/IMG_0798.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210505430317971378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-8293171222556661300?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/8293171222556661300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=8293171222556661300&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8293171222556661300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8293171222556661300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/06/penang-day-2.html' title='Penang - Day 2'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9zq7AqHLI/AAAAAAAAAt0/t4VlzX1N-fA/s72-c/IMG_0641.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-7389166109098511614</id><published>2008-06-10T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:24.990-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang - Day 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diantara gambar yang diambil ketika percutian di Penang Ittew... This is day 1 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9tmUfCNvI/AAAAAAAAAqk/9ab79sHMJpM/s1600-h/IMG_0611.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9tmUfCNvI/AAAAAAAAAqk/9ab79sHMJpM/s320/IMG_0611.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210503798992287474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asmidar (with my bantal), Syabab, Idan, Rupaul and Pari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9tejn_6nI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Wkol53Mf2KU/s1600-h/IMG_0612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9tejn_6nI/AAAAAAAAAqc/Wkol53Mf2KU/s320/IMG_0612.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210503665617463922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9tTeWxHaI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ygu_wNhlPtc/s1600-h/IMG_0616.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9tTeWxHaI/AAAAAAAAAqU/ygu_wNhlPtc/s320/IMG_0616.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210503475224452514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuba tgk nama restoran tuh betul2... he....he.. *rating~ FAILURE*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9tKPGpqSI/AAAAAAAAAqM/1SGDnWLA_Ho/s1600-h/IMG_0618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9tKPGpqSI/AAAAAAAAAqM/1SGDnWLA_Ho/s320/IMG_0618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210503316511500578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memang lapar habis nih........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9s-_6E23I/AAAAAAAAAqE/Oaa41YS1wH8/s1600-h/IMG_0621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9s-_6E23I/AAAAAAAAAqE/Oaa41YS1wH8/s320/IMG_0621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210503123453664114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Aku, Idan, Pari, Syabab, Rupaul and Hafiz * our Fren from penang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE90U4fsXkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/BRbwO31MBUw/s1600-h/IMG_0858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE90U4fsXkI/AAAAAAAAAt8/BRbwO31MBUw/s320/IMG_0858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210511196002475586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tempat tinggal sepanjang di Penang&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE90gXhgNRI/AAAAAAAAAuE/uh6kZCYyUpA/s1600-h/IMG_0806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE90gXhgNRI/AAAAAAAAAuE/uh6kZCYyUpA/s320/IMG_0806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210511393310127378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE90qwiBKtI/AAAAAAAAAuM/iz2uKLR8KeA/s1600-h/IMG_0808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE90qwiBKtI/AAAAAAAAAuM/iz2uKLR8KeA/s320/IMG_0808.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210511571821865682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9szYmFmHI/AAAAAAAAAp8/XmhzY9C7QfY/s1600-h/IMG_0623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9szYmFmHI/AAAAAAAAAp8/XmhzY9C7QfY/s320/IMG_0623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210502923922282610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mandi Laut.......... * bukan dugong2 yang terdampar kat tepian pantai tawww... hiks....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9ssBxw21I/AAAAAAAAAp0/FMfnjEO-ePU/s1600-h/IMG_0625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9ssBxw21I/AAAAAAAAAp0/FMfnjEO-ePU/s320/IMG_0625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210502797538155346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9sB9S-TaI/AAAAAAAAApc/Iu1GOqG3NlY/s1600-h/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9sB9S-TaI/AAAAAAAAApc/Iu1GOqG3NlY/s320/IMG_0638.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210502074780765602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9sNnLSjfI/AAAAAAAAApk/Gwen1L0fEYA/s1600-h/IMG_0633.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9sNnLSjfI/AAAAAAAAApk/Gwen1L0fEYA/s320/IMG_0633.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210502275001388530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Makan-makan kat Padang Kota Lama........ *Rating~ Failure*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9sh3kg3XI/AAAAAAAAAps/2sSn4F-QzH8/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9sh3kg3XI/AAAAAAAAAps/2sSn4F-QzH8/s320/IMG_0630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210502622999534962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz * suker dapat peluk abg babab.... whopssstttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9sB9S-TaI/AAAAAAAAApc/Iu1GOqG3NlY/s1600-h/IMG_0638.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-7389166109098511614?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/7389166109098511614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=7389166109098511614&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/7389166109098511614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/7389166109098511614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/06/penang-day-1.html' title='Penang - Day 1'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SE9tmUfCNvI/AAAAAAAAAqk/9ab79sHMJpM/s72-c/IMG_0611.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-5342674673496834294</id><published>2008-06-10T02:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T02:29:40.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M HOME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Just came back from Penang Last nite...... Still catching up on my sleep... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Lots of pics to upload.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lots of things happens........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lots of sleep to catch up.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Will do it later ya....................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Muahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-5342674673496834294?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/5342674673496834294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=5342674673496834294&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5342674673496834294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5342674673496834294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/06/im-home.html' title='I&apos;M HOME!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-270871155134125692</id><published>2008-06-06T09:28:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:25.152-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Penang Here We Come!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SEllxtxBbTI/AAAAAAAAApU/jAzwMPk3qzM/s1600-h/penang-fun-map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208806348803894578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SEllxtxBbTI/AAAAAAAAApU/jAzwMPk3qzM/s400/penang-fun-map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MISI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Menjejaki Pulau di utara Tanah Air yang benama Pulau Pinang atau dalam bahasa omputihnya, Penang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OBJEKTIF&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Selain daripada menyahut saranan kerajaan agar bercuti di tempat2 dalam negara yakni Cuti-cuti Malaysia, Diyakini juga ada diantara ahli2 rombongan yang sempat membuat appointment bagi Perjanjian Syaitan katanya..... Maybe "Rasa" Penang tuh lain sikit kot kalau nak dibandingkan dengan Konsep2 Urban Lembah Kelang nih.... ADO!! Selain itew, untuk mengeratkan tali silaturrahim diantara the Yaya Sisterhood... tapi taklah sampai jadik adik beradik tawwwww!!... eh... whoopst..he..he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHLI ROMBONGAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;1) E-dan aka Sinful Angel - selaku Ketua Projek&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;2) Belle D' Diva *diri meks lah tuh*- BFF Ketua Projek dan penunjuk arah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;3) Ikan Pari- Logistic *sebab dia jer yang bawak keta dari KL*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;4) Asmidar - Ikon Pemakanan * tak nak ikit kalau BFFnya tak ikut sekali katanya... *rujuk no.5*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;5) Rupaul aka Juhara *bila tepat Jam 12 malam keatas jerr* - BFF Ikon Pemakanan *rujuk no. 4*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;6) Abg Babab Bot....whoopppst.. TOP!!- Nak kata Yaya Siasterhood, tak jugak, BFF saper2 pun idak.. kiranya Macam Scandels meks lah tuh... ahaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;TARIKH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;7 Jun 2008 - 9 Jun 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;KOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Aper korang ingat kitaorang nih dapat sponsor Dato' malah Tan Sri tah maner2... NON ADO taw!!.... Sendiri-sendiri lah....he..he...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Tapi yang penting, tempat tinggal adalah ihsan laki seseorang..... Thanks yerrr abang.. eh.. tak terniat meks nak charas laki orang tawwww!!... awwwww&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Aktiviti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1) Sebagai memenuhkan Jam Kredit aktiviti the Yaya Sisterhood *ye lah.. asyik2 lepak kat mamak belakang CM jer.... bosan kan*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;2) Merehatkan diri ditepian laut.. sabil berenang2 manja dan menTANkan kulit *only applicable to certain ahli jerrrrr*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;3) Menunaikan Perjanjian Syaitan yang telah lama dimeterai.... *bukan meks taw*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;4) Memenuhkan tembolok masing-masing dengan Nasi Kandaq , Chee Cheong Fan dan hidangan-hidangan yang sewaktu dengannya...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;5) Berjalan-jalan dipasar2 malam terutamanya di Batu Feringghi sambil lenggang-lenggang mak leemah dengan harapan dapat Mat Salleh * telah terbukti keberkesanannya.. tak githew idan?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6) Membuat sesi PILLOW TALK dimana setiap ahli rombongan akan bercerita perihal apa2 jer malah umpatan dan caci dumba amatlah digalakkan.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HARAPAN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Bukanlah macam lagu harapan Fazli Zainal tuh... tapi agar Segalanya berjalan lancar dan kami selamat pergi dan selamat pulang.... yang penting kita ENJOY!!!..... Meks akan hapdate setibanya pulang dari percutian ittew occay........ muahhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-270871155134125692?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/270871155134125692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=270871155134125692&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/270871155134125692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/270871155134125692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/06/penang-here-we-come.html' title='Penang Here We Come!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SEllxtxBbTI/AAAAAAAAApU/jAzwMPk3qzM/s72-c/penang-fun-map.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-3571061326358255034</id><published>2008-06-05T09:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:25.349-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Bites!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SEgZk8LWqqI/AAAAAAAAApM/B8Ki2MA-dPw/s1600-h/raise-of-petrol-price.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208441091473713826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SEgZk8LWqqI/AAAAAAAAApM/B8Ki2MA-dPw/s400/raise-of-petrol-price.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Raising cost of petrol..... Well, thats the popular buzzword nowadays.... Even the pakcik jual nasi lemak, the guy that sells t-shirt kotaraya and the auntie that work at mcdonalds are talking bout it....Most of us was caught  by surprised when the government announces that the current petrol price will increase by 40%... Man... thats a HUGE increase....!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Personally, methink that the price increase is long overdue.. The government cant keep on subsidising the petrol cost or we will become bancrupt one day... Look at our neighbouring countries.. Most of their petrol prices are quite substantially high.. No wonder they've been filling up their petrol here.. when they cross the border.. Northern and Southeren alike..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;There was a longgggg queue at all of the petrol pump in malaysia last night... I was lucky that i went to fill up near midnight after goin to Smidec Dinner at KLCC.. i waited less than 15 mins.... *Btw, the door gift that we got were a major coolness... A Plug in ADAPTOR for major countries/continents in the world.... Guess that will be the last function i will be attending on behalf of my organisation as i will be leaving them soon..... ;) Gosh i will missed all the functions and performances and of course, my dearest friends when i leave the company... That reminds me, i still havent cleared up all my stuff at the office*.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;Btw, back to the current oil crisis.... The government announced that they will be saving up to 13 Billion Ringgit now... Eventhough bulk of it will go back to the people through direct compensation, but i personally think that the money will be made better use if they really buck up the public transportation system... Its not a matter of the people doesnt want to use public transportation.. its just that the system now is unreliable and uncomfortable... If given the chance, of course we would want to use public transportation to work or shopping or other errands, but, the erratic schedule of the buses.. the packed buses or trains during peak hours due to not enough buses or trains provided... delays, snatch thiefs, pickpockets.... and other crimes really does deter people from using the public transportation ....Learn it from the Japanese or Germans that have a really excellent public transportation system....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;I was watching the news just now and they said that our petrol reserves will only lasted until year 2013&lt;/span&gt; .... What!!..... that made me really think whether my&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; decision to leave my current agency to join the Oil and Gas sector is really wise... he...he..... But come to think of it, if really all the oil and gas in the world to finish, then, the world will definitely collapse or come to a halt.... We will go back to the pre-industrial age... where we will become hunter gatherer to survive.. he..he... Of course thats just my imagination but the possibilities very much real .... Everything nowadays is depending on oil.... from the machines to electricity, industries no matter how big or small... oil is THE basic need.... Unless sumbody can come up with a substitute of oil... sumthing that sounds like cold fusion *heard that in one of the James Bond's Movies*.... or some other real alternatines.. renewable alternative energy, then we are really in deep trouble..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So, there you go... the future is actually now... Its happening and whether we like it or not, we have to face it.....Sigh!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;With all the commotion, i really need a holiday!!... he..he...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;~Btw, im goin off to Penang with Pari, Idan, Rupaul, Syabab and Asmidar  this weekend for a short holiday.... SUN, SEA, SURF and Nasi Kandaq... Yippee.... Really looking foward to spend time by the sea with my friends sesambil mencuci mata.. he...he.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-3571061326358255034?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/3571061326358255034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=3571061326358255034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3571061326358255034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3571061326358255034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/06/reality-bites.html' title='Reality Bites!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SEgZk8LWqqI/AAAAAAAAApM/B8Ki2MA-dPw/s72-c/raise-of-petrol-price.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-1606108406930445561</id><published>2008-05-29T00:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T00:40:12.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kene Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Hambek aku... tulah asyik mengetagged orang... tup-tup aku plak kene tagged nagn Abg dark...... aper-aper ajer lah labuuuuuuuuu..........he...he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Puteri Bella Natasya Al Sagoff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OCCUPATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Executive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;AGE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;28 years old&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZODIAC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FAVE HANGOUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anyplace that offers good food and great "view"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TALENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Plastic faces and shrieky voices... he....he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;THREE THINGS YOU CAN’T LIVE WITHOUT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i) My Handphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ii) T.V &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;iii) Dental Floss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT A SWEETEST THING A GIRL / BOY HAS DONE FOR YOU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I think that the sweetest things that sumbody done to/for me need not be something big... sumtimes, small gestures means much more... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHAT’S ONE THING YOU’RE GLAD YOU’VE OUTGROWN?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Being too calculative to myself and others&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YOUR BIGGEST MISTAKE IS…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I never regret any of my actions..... I dont consider it as a mistake but a learning experience.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHICH ACTOR WOULD PLAY YOU IN A MOVIE ABOUT YOUR LIFE?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hopefully some good looking one's...* since im not!!!*.... he....he.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WHY DO WOMEN / MEN…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Think that each of the opposite sex is soooo complicated... The truth is, both men and women have their own issues and complexities.... So, just chill!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IF YOU WERE A PRODUCT, HOW WOULD YOU ADVERTISING CAMPAIGN READ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;XXXXXX........ You can never get enough of it!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nah... nih lah jawaban2 yang aku mampu beri dengan sikap ado/non-ado nak menjawab nih.... SO, skang aku nak tagged insan-insan seperti di bawah:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.E-dan a.k.a sinful angel&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;" href="http://khailieanwar.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Lee.. Diva UK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://maksu84.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. Aqeem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://phuntort.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-1606108406930445561?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/1606108406930445561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=1606108406930445561&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/1606108406930445561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/1606108406930445561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/05/kene-tagged_29.html' title='Kene Tagged'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-5232163781418855035</id><published>2008-05-21T00:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:25.518-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Me... Lazy bum!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SDPLNXeacSI/AAAAAAAAApE/Zj1l7_ZRpoE/s1600-h/boring.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SDPLNXeacSI/AAAAAAAAApE/Zj1l7_ZRpoE/s400/boring.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202725425043370274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Obviously i have had way toooo much time on my sleeve nowadays...... my days were spent either waking up late in the afternoon..... watching t.v or DVD's....... goin out with friends and running errands.. coming back late at night..... IM SOOOOO BOREDDDD!!! and i have about one month to kill off before i start my new job.... *sigh*...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I shouldnt be complaining aite, while we are working, most of the days we felt that we dont have enough time.... time just flies when we have datelines to catch up.. dun we wish that we dont have to come to work...... that we have all the time in the world to catch up on our readings.... do our chores at home.... work out maybe * which i aint never do anyways*.... and just sit back and relax the whole day.... weeks... months??.... well i've been lazing around for nearly a month now and i must tell that this is among the most boring period of my life....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to say that i love working... i wish that i have soo much money that i dun have to work... but i do love sumsort of routines in my life..... i dun mind doin the same repetitive things over and over again..... but been nearly a month at home now.. occasionally goin to the office.....this transition has made me more of a lazy bum.... not to mentioned that my weight had increased by a few kilos by being a couch potato........ ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays??... no questions.... not enough funds........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating out??.... well.. occasionally, but not sumplace fancy.. not enough funds.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping?..... out of the questions.... i havent been shopping for quite sumtime... not enough funds.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the activities takes up money.... petrol.. tols..... foods..... etc.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end, staying home is the simplest solutions...... but i tend to overeat if im bored... comfort food maybe?... * sigh*....watching Martha Steward or the Rachel Zoe shows certainly doesnt help.. all those baking and toasting and grilling and frying... makes me hungry.. and watching oiprah makes me depressed.. which i will return to my food as comfort.. he...he... Dun let me even start on the Food Channel!!.... * sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that, sumthing interesting happens a couple of nite ago.. It was about 10.30pm .... i was watching t.v in the living room.. having milk and chocolate chip cookies..... my sister was sleeping in her room since she just got back from weekend holiday in Phuket and was dead tired...... Suddenly, i felt my sofa was moving.. there was some creaking noise.. and i saw the unswitched standing fan was also swaying slightly..... i immediately knew that there's an earthquake..... I immediately ran to my sister's rrom and screams out her name.. and she didnt even moved..... she was sound asleep.. so, i woke her up and said that the building is moving.. and u know what she did, she  finally woke up, looking dazed... and went right back to sleep... it was kinda funny though..... after about 10 sec, the swaying stopped and i went downstairs, most of the residents were by then gathering at the parking lot and pool..... i went around for a while and went back upstairs to my house..... i guess no point just hanging around aimlessly there.... FYI, this is the third time i've experienced a minor earthquake..... Later i found that there was an earthquake at Sumatera... hrrmmm...no wonder.. nevertheless, its did brings some minor excitement to the nite... he...he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well.. this weekend will be a very busy weekend... one of my dear cousin is getting married. Friday will be her akad nikah.. followed by reception on saturday and bertandang on sunday..... The theme is Lavender one of my favourite colour... i've got myself a very nice lavender thai silk for my baju melayu.... cant wait to show off at the wedding..... had my hair cut.. very short and coloured it a bit.. not too obvious..... he....he.... Apart from the weight, i feel good... ha...ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, there you go.. an incoherent rantings by a very bored person........will update later after the wedding.... with pictures perhaps....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adieu.... muahhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S~ &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kg.com&lt;/span&gt; ???.... nah... i dun think that it will ever work out...... there's too much factors which i had weighed and considered and i think that it will not be beneficial for me to venture in that business...  nahhhhhhhhhh!!.. I guess, i'll just wait for the next proposition... he...he.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-5232163781418855035?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/5232163781418855035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=5232163781418855035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5232163781418855035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/5232163781418855035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/05/me-lazy-bum.html' title='Me... Lazy bum!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SDPLNXeacSI/AAAAAAAAApE/Zj1l7_ZRpoE/s72-c/boring.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-4127079426803547651</id><published>2008-05-20T20:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:21:55.645-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Kene Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Hi uolssss.... sorry ler aku dah lama tak hapdate blog.... bukannya apa, selain dari menguruskan rumahtangga.. *ado!!*, komfuter meks kat umah buat hal plak..... susah bebenor nak check blog meks inniew..... Lantaran, skang nih, meks kat office tgh hapdate aper yang patut, tetiba, found out kene tagged by Azward plakkk...... so, here we goes.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 minit yang lalu, ape anda buat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-bersembang2 dengan officemate meks... sambil menghapdate gossip2 kat office.... he..he.. sebelum tuh, terserempak dengan my boss, siap kene seDAS lazer sebab semenjak cuti nih, kene non siap2 lagi... he..he.... BAiklah mak hayam, meks akan cuba menghabiskan kerja ittew occay!!!!....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 jam yang lalu, ape anda buat?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Meeting with my boss.. regarding on our company's annual dinner arrangements...... tulah, kalau takder meks, semua kerja tak jalan kan.....sakit plak hati aku!!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hari yang lalu, apa anda buat?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- semalam, meks dok umah jer.... kemas2 rumah... sebab my parents nak datang.... pastuh, petang sikit, amek my parents kat Hentian Duta... hantar balik umah..... dan pastuh, sambung aktiviti  menspakan diri... tapi sekali nih, kat tempat yang bersih yerrrr...... no hanky panky... he..he&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 jam lagi, apa anda akan buat?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Meeting Sports Club .. tulah pasal meks kene datang office arini... bosannnnnnnnn.....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hari lagi, ape anda akan buat?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;-Probably meks akan datang office, menggigihkan diri untuk meghabiskan kerja..... sebab hari jumaat, ader kenduri kawen kazen meks.. meks kene tolong siap2 aper yang patut kat sana uolsssss......... &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 orang yang terakhir sms kamu?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Scandalicious Meks....... menyatakan ayat2 rindu noyanya kat meks ayatnya berbunyi begini &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"semenjak saya kenal kamu, hidup saya semakin tak menentu.. kamu sihat kan?"&lt;/span&gt;.... katanya... aiyoh.. mek ingatkan ONS jerr.. rupanya, dia nak feeling2s plaks ngan mekssss..... koserrrrrrrr occay!!.. ni yang membuatkan meks feeling2 womanz vagai nih.... ahaks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Orang yang terakhir menelefon kamu?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Fara..frm  an event management company... nak buat appoinment ngan meks.....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 makanan yang baru dibeli?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- now its 11.30 a.m.... meks sedari pagi tadi, tak sempat nak breakfast uolsss...... arini pun ada lunch meeting, so, safe duit lagi... meks sukerrrrrrrrr............&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 barang yang baru hilang?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- erm..... perasaan nak berlaki kots.... nak kata barang2 fizikal tuh, semuanya ada lagi lah... tak hilang kots.... tapi, lately nih, meks dah tgh cuba buang perasaan nak bercouple vagai nih.. sebab, sumenya buang masa, buang duit and buang karan jer...... tak koser dah. i just wanna be single and happy skang nih.... he....he....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cerita yang baru ditonton?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- semenjak cuti nih, meks tiap2 hari dok tercongok depan t.v, sambil naik juliong mata meks dah nih haaa..... tah lah.. semalam meks tonton Ugly Betty pastuh, sambung tgk Desperate Housewife..... pastuh tido......zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hal yang terakhir digosipkan?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Ishh... mana ada gossip.... mek menganggap sekadar luahan hati dan perasaan jerrrr nyehhh... tak baik cikat nih tawww......... ahaks.... &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 kata yang ingin diluahkan..?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- memetik diri meks sendiri &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;" My body is like a temple.. everybody can come and worship me"!&lt;/span&gt;!.... ahaks.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;1 buku yang sudah dibaca?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Erm... dah lama meks tak baca buku uolsss... kali terakhir ialah "White Teeth".. buku yang meks beli masa kat Airport di venice.... tuh pun ada beberapa chapter lagui meks tak abis baca....... &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 penyakit yang sering datang?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- Penyakit &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"M"&lt;/span&gt;.......... MALAS!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 keinginan?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- BMW 3 Series....... he..he....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dah meks dah gigih jawab dah nih...... so skang, meks nak tagged si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Izuan Kunang-kunang &lt;/span&gt;and Ikan Pari............... selamat menjawab naaaaaaaaaaaaa............... 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Konsepnya, meks sekarang nih tgh berholiday... whopsss... tidak sebenarnya.. meks tgh"on leave" sampai pertengahan Bulan JUN!!... yipeeee..... bukannya apa.. meks nak menghabiskan baku cuti 48 HARI sebelum meks mula kerja tempat baru ittew...... So, setiap hari meks menghabiskan masa tido.... kur ngan kawan2.... makan... tido... mencuci badan kat sawana..heh..heh.... kuar ngan kenkawan sampai larut malam... balik tido pas tuh kuar lagi dan begitulah seadanya.. sampai lupa nak menghapdate blog..... So anyway, these are the pics yang meks sempat hambek kat majelis Anugerah berprestij ittew kekdahnya..... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SBdJ8R1ICgI/AAAAAAAAAo8/8PRBuIDqhY8/s1600-h/IMG_0906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194701995122362882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SBdJ8R1ICgI/AAAAAAAAAo8/8PRBuIDqhY8/s400/IMG_0906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Nah.. Hambek.... buktinya aku pergi APM 2008 kat KLCC nun.... Thanx to Schon yang berjaya mendapatkan 4 tiket melalui Kak Liza *Manager Dayang* for us to go.... Actually bukannya plan pun.. masa tgh mensucikan diri, tetiba Schon membuat statement yang Kak liza bagi tiket for the APM.. apa lagi , belum sempat meks seround dua, gigihlah kitaorg balik umah nak salin baju untuk pegi pick up tiket kat Hotel Impiana berdekatan KLCC ittew........and idan tetiba call... and he was around that place, so, kitaorg pun ajaklah konsep last minute... and later, Iki Empress of KEPONg pun sempat jugaklah mengigihkan diri dengan jemputan last minute ittew..... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SBdF_B1ICeI/AAAAAAAAAos/hnIX3neUZ5g/s1600-h/IMG_0712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194697644320492002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SBdF_B1ICeI/AAAAAAAAAos/hnIX3neUZ5g/s400/IMG_0712.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Snap pose2 manja kat food court sebelum acara bermula... me, schon and Idan......&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SBdDsB1ICdI/AAAAAAAAAok/4UMt7Xplaso/s1600-h/IMG_0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194695118879721938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SBdDsB1ICdI/AAAAAAAAAok/4UMt7Xplaso/s400/IMG_0825.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MEREMBEST!!!!!... Taufik Batishah masa Show... IDAN.. remember.. mek chop dia dulu tawww.... heh..heh....matila berebut laki!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194700092451850738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SBdINh1ICfI/AAAAAAAAAo0/XXovwVUF0Ig/s400/IMG_0745.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cubaan meks untuk makan idan sebab geram ngan statement dia mengatakan Taufik laki dia..... menyampah!!... heh..heh.. * kami tetap BFF tawwww!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2t6R1ICcI/AAAAAAAAAoc/G3vAx7oPGsI/s1600-h/IMG_0848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191997162158295490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2t6R1ICcI/AAAAAAAAAoc/G3vAx7oPGsI/s400/IMG_0848.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; KRU the recipient of Lifetime Achiement Awards&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2tIh1ICbI/AAAAAAAAAoU/s153WUBxTOI/s1600-h/IMG_0854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191996307459803570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2tIh1ICbI/AAAAAAAAAoU/s153WUBxTOI/s400/IMG_0854.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Lovely DAto' Siti Nurhaliza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2p8x1ICZI/AAAAAAAAAoE/CNfNRSqJJjU/s1600-h/IMG_0862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191992807061457298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2p8x1ICZI/AAAAAAAAAoE/CNfNRSqJJjU/s400/IMG_0862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Hardy Mirza.... Cutest little thing innit!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2pQx1ICYI/AAAAAAAAAn8/50YYrdf7jTs/s1600-h/IMG_0866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191992051147213186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2pQx1ICYI/AAAAAAAAAn8/50YYrdf7jTs/s400/IMG_0866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;D'Lima and me, idan and Iki&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2njR1ICXI/AAAAAAAAAn0/gyTJK2F7dWA/s1600-h/IMG_0867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191990169951537522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2njR1ICXI/AAAAAAAAAn0/gyTJK2F7dWA/s400/IMG_0867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Noryn Aziz... isn't she lovely as well.... flawless.. meks jelezzzzzzzzzz!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2m5h1ICWI/AAAAAAAAAns/wn2LBIVrUxc/s1600-h/IMG_0869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191989452691999074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2m5h1ICWI/AAAAAAAAAns/wn2LBIVrUxc/s400/IMG_0869.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Farah Ashykin * did i spelt it rite??.*...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2lXx1ICVI/AAAAAAAAAnk/eyzBWDEMFrI/s1600-h/IMG_0901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191987773359786322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2lXx1ICVI/AAAAAAAAAnk/eyzBWDEMFrI/s400/IMG_0901.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me and idan at the hotel restaurant while waiting for the artist to come back from KLCC&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2koh1ICUI/AAAAAAAAAnc/FhDmr7a7Gnc/s1600-h/IMG_0907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191986961610967362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2koh1ICUI/AAAAAAAAAnc/FhDmr7a7Gnc/s400/IMG_0907.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sarah Sechan... the Emcee for the nite... she is one heck of a funny lady.... i love her......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2jwh1ICTI/AAAAAAAAAnU/BBolGhmyVoU/s1600-h/IMG_0911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191985999538293042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2jwh1ICTI/AAAAAAAAAnU/BBolGhmyVoU/s400/IMG_0911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One of the new INdonesian artist... Ikhsan * methinks*.. taste Idan katanya!!... ahaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2jAR1ICSI/AAAAAAAAAnM/usB1jwZ8YtU/s1600-h/IMG_0914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191985170609604898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2jAR1ICSI/AAAAAAAAAnM/usB1jwZ8YtU/s400/IMG_0914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me with my darling Dayang.. she wearing Rizalman with a Killer heels... too bad i didnt manage to get a pic of her heels...... Many thanks to her and kak liza for giving us the tickets.... mUahhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2hrB1ICRI/AAAAAAAAAnE/scLHby9X2-E/s1600-h/IMG_0918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191983706025756946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2hrB1ICRI/AAAAAAAAAnE/scLHby9X2-E/s400/IMG_0918.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Hrmmm....... with kawan Schon.. he'sone of the DJ from Singapore.... * meks taste!!* larikkkkkk&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2ffR1ICQI/AAAAAAAAAm8/cviw0h2U2Gw/s1600-h/IMG_0920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191981305139038466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2ffR1ICQI/AAAAAAAAAm8/cviw0h2U2Gw/s400/IMG_0920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With Dafi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2e6R1ICPI/AAAAAAAAAm0/YLUE3ZZPiSA/s1600-h/IMG_0923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191980669483878642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2e6R1ICPI/AAAAAAAAAm0/YLUE3ZZPiSA/s400/IMG_0923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Ferhad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2d8h1ICOI/AAAAAAAAAms/SgWRAgPZjsQ/s1600-h/IMG_0925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191979608626956514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2d8h1ICOI/AAAAAAAAAms/SgWRAgPZjsQ/s400/IMG_0925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Aliff Aziz... Sayang..sayang...sayang... heh...heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2cjB1ICNI/AAAAAAAAAmk/CXkS9UNx5Y4/s1600-h/IMG_0930.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191978071028664530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2cjB1ICNI/AAAAAAAAAmk/CXkS9UNx5Y4/s400/IMG_0930.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With Hardy Mirza... the winner of Singapore Idol and one of the winner of the awards.. * mek tak ingat*.. cute izzint!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2bWR1ICMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/lHI9uSDs9DQ/s1600-h/IMG_0932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191976752473704642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2bWR1ICMI/AAAAAAAAAmc/lHI9uSDs9DQ/s400/IMG_0932.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; Idan.. jangan jelez taw... me with Taufik Batishah!!* apparently, im just the trophy holder!!... heh..heh.. Jadilah&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;kannnn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2adx1ICLI/AAAAAAAAAmU/vjkRSY_IU0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5191975781811095730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SA2adx1ICLI/AAAAAAAAAmU/vjkRSY_IU0Q/s400/IMG_0935.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anuar Zain&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;All in all, it was a very enjoyable nite.... eventhough kitaorg gigih sampai ke larut malam nak tunggu Schon jumpa kawan2 dia but meeting with the artist was a great payoff....... Thanx Schon!!... C u at AIM 2008..... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-8335525634159434725?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/8335525634159434725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=8335525634159434725&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8335525634159434725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8335525634159434725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/04/anugerah-planet-muzik-2008.html' title='Anugerah Planet Muzik 2008'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SBdJ8R1ICgI/AAAAAAAAAo8/8PRBuIDqhY8/s72-c/IMG_0906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-8719909374689916712</id><published>2008-04-16T17:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:39.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Taking Chances - Celine Dion's Concert In Kuala Lumpur</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was Sunday afternoon on the 13th of April 2008 and t'was raining cats and dogs in Kuala Lumpur. We were planning to leave the house a bit earlier.. around 4pm.. After the rain stopped, which is a around 5pm, my sister and i quickly dashed to the car and sped off to the stadium. My friends, were already at the stadium, queuing and the crowd is getting bigger and its only 5.15pm!!..... I dropped my sister at the Stadium entrance to collect the tickets that we bought online ages ago and proceeded to find a good parking spot. Then i walked a short distance to the side entrance that we are supposed to meet and queue. The line was still not that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAamY3iy6iI/AAAAAAAAAmM/1Wd7_mWKWGE/s1600-h/IMG_0502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAamY3iy6iI/AAAAAAAAAmM/1Wd7_mWKWGE/s400/IMG_0502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190018566748039714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Celine's song was resonating from the stadium..... i quickly dashed to the a little opening of a crevice and from afar, i can see CELINE DION wearing a Purple Kaftan on the stage and quickly snapped some pics of her... but its kinda blurred since i was so far away..... Apparently, she was doing the sound check..... Her vocals resonated all around the stadium and i know that it will be a GREAT show that night!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAamPHiy6hI/AAAAAAAAAmE/XnnPvI-9_EE/s1600-h/IMG_0492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAamPHiy6hI/AAAAAAAAAmE/XnnPvI-9_EE/s400/IMG_0492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190018399244315154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Celine in Purple Kaftan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAamFniy6gI/AAAAAAAAAl8/4bgyt0oBHsw/s1600-h/IMG_0491.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAamFniy6gI/AAAAAAAAAl8/4bgyt0oBHsw/s400/IMG_0491.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190018236035557890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAalu3iy6fI/AAAAAAAAAl0/dMaDc3IvOcg/s1600-h/IMG_0493.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAalu3iy6fI/AAAAAAAAAl0/dMaDc3IvOcg/s400/IMG_0493.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190017845193533938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAalf3iy6eI/AAAAAAAAAls/5dx2EJAEJ7U/s1600-h/IMG_0494.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAalf3iy6eI/AAAAAAAAAls/5dx2EJAEJ7U/s400/IMG_0494.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190017587495496162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAalXXiy6dI/AAAAAAAAAlk/IWhDQ37mIsg/s1600-h/IMG_0504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAalXXiy6dI/AAAAAAAAAlk/IWhDQ37mIsg/s400/IMG_0504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190017441466608082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The Entrance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAalPHiy6cI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ZG6yIT7JPZ0/s1600-h/IMG_0503.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAalPHiy6cI/AAAAAAAAAlc/ZG6yIT7JPZ0/s400/IMG_0503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190017299732687298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Queuing sambil mencuci mata.. hrmmm memang tidak menghampakan yerrr... heh..heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAalEniy6bI/AAAAAAAAAlU/vx_4XJB0Mm4/s1600-h/IMG_0495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAalEniy6bI/AAAAAAAAAlU/vx_4XJB0Mm4/s400/IMG_0495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190017119344060850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ladies in BLACK!!!..... *matila mengaku ladies* from left, my sister Kak Sham, As (2), Moi and As (1).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAak7Xiy6aI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ku52HzbQH6c/s1600-h/IMG_0499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAak7Xiy6aI/AAAAAAAAAlM/ku52HzbQH6c/s400/IMG_0499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190016960430270882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;From left, Kak Juhara a.k.a Fendi, Palab Malai Ali and his friend... i think her name was Erin or sumthin'.... *matilah pelupa*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAakwXiy6ZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/-7XUvlkGUIw/s1600-h/IMG_0505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAakwXiy6ZI/AAAAAAAAAlE/-7XUvlkGUIw/s400/IMG_0505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190016771451709842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Being a Malaysian, jumping queue is regarded as a norm... for people like us *no pun intended* who had been queuing like since afternoon, we were relegated to the back of the row as people push and pull from sideways to get in to the stadium....... However, we did managed to get into the stadium anyway to find most of the good seats are either taken or "BOOKED". We settled for which i think a preety good seat.. at the uppermost level smack in the middle of the RM288 free seating seats....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAakoXiy6YI/AAAAAAAAAk8/e7JmLFAnwrs/s1600-h/IMG_0506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAakoXiy6YI/AAAAAAAAAk8/e7JmLFAnwrs/s400/IMG_0506.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190016634012756354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;About 7pm, we managed to get in to the stadium..... and people are slowly filling up the seats... In the middle of the fields are more expensive tickets.... * matilah diorg, kerusi basah kena hujan*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAakf3iy6XI/AAAAAAAAAk0/RweqSFSR-0U/s1600-h/IMG_0508.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAakf3iy6XI/AAAAAAAAAk0/RweqSFSR-0U/s400/IMG_0508.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190016487983868274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I always love it after the rain.. the air is crisp... with cool gentle breeze. We can see the sky changing its colour from light blue... deep blue... yellow and orange..... It was indeed a beautiful sight. Although some people questions on the choice of the venue, i'm really glad that the organisers held it here partly because of the millon dollar view and the sense of history surrounding this stadium. They had done a good job renovating this Stadium, bringing it back to its former glory... It it more airy now and i can't help being immensely proud that this is the Stadium where Tunku declared our country's Independence.. *tetiba feelings syahdu plaks... heh..heh.. *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAakXHiy6WI/AAAAAAAAAks/EFt9AX8yfCM/s1600-h/IMG_0512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAakXHiy6WI/AAAAAAAAAks/EFt9AX8yfCM/s400/IMG_0512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190016337660012898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAakNXiy6VI/AAAAAAAAAkk/hUx_K2RW4ek/s1600-h/IMG_0519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAakNXiy6VI/AAAAAAAAAkk/hUx_K2RW4ek/s400/IMG_0519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190016170156288338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was 8pm and people are getting restless... the show was supposed to start at 8pm.. however, it should be understood that even though the programme stated that, but in reality, the show will prolly start at 9pm...... by this time, all the seats are packed...... Being bored, the audience started to do thing.... first, a little "wave" was created... but stopped dead halfway.... nevertheless, the audience persist.. making waves after waves... and we had so much fun joining the crowd..... Then, the audience started rythmic clapping and the stadium resonated with chanting of CELINE's name... obviously to no avail of starting the show earlier... he....he....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAakAXiy6UI/AAAAAAAAAkc/eLZEJyvLq0E/s1600-h/IMG_0524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAakAXiy6UI/AAAAAAAAAkc/eLZEJyvLq0E/s400/IMG_0524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190015946817988930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*catching a glimpse of jejantans hansuari.... ;)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaj03iy6TI/AAAAAAAAAkU/OE3-BLWE3F4/s1600-h/IMG_0526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaj03iy6TI/AAAAAAAAAkU/OE3-BLWE3F4/s400/IMG_0526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190015749249493298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAajpHiy6SI/AAAAAAAAAkM/58K2yyTgYuA/s1600-h/IMG_0527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAajpHiy6SI/AAAAAAAAAkM/58K2yyTgYuA/s400/IMG_0527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190015547386030370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*WAVES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaje3iy6RI/AAAAAAAAAkE/3y6IouM7q4w/s1600-h/IMG_0528.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaje3iy6RI/AAAAAAAAAkE/3y6IouM7q4w/s400/IMG_0528.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190015371292371218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;AT 8.45 sharp, the Emcee.. Yasmin Yusuf announced the arrival of our Beloved KING and Queen..... and the crowd knew that the show is about to start..... Suddenly, the stadium was pitch dark and from the stage emerges Celine Dion.... She was wearing a sequined grey dress with a dash of black and red sequined prints, leather tights and boots. The crowd went crazy.......!!! She was so graceful in thanking anc acknowledging the King's and Queen's presence.... and apologising to her audience on the change of the concert date as well as commenting on the weather....... and the MOON!!!.... he..he... She also belts out some Bahasa Malaysia words like APA KHABAR?..... and TERIMA KASIH...... which shows that she really made the effort to get to know her audience...... and well received by her audience obviously....... Then she started to belt out a number of her hits  including some of her new songs...... Im not gonna talk much about her numbers as most of it is similar to her Vegas show....... Below are the pics taken during the concert... Apologies as some of the pics are bit blurred.... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAajHXiy6PI/AAAAAAAAAj0/yfKHxv78fY4/s1600-h/IMG_0530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAajHXiy6PI/AAAAAAAAAj0/yfKHxv78fY4/s400/IMG_0530.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190014967565445362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAai83iy6OI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Ays9p4LJkqQ/s1600-h/IMG_0544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAai83iy6OI/AAAAAAAAAjs/Ays9p4LJkqQ/s400/IMG_0544.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190014787176818914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAai0Xiy6NI/AAAAAAAAAjk/0OWEikj8XeU/s1600-h/IMG_0569.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAai0Xiy6NI/AAAAAAAAAjk/0OWEikj8XeU/s400/IMG_0569.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190014641147930834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaiqXiy6MI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Qz414Qt47qM/s1600-h/IMG_0576.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaiqXiy6MI/AAAAAAAAAjc/Qz414Qt47qM/s400/IMG_0576.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190014469349238978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaihXiy6LI/AAAAAAAAAjU/jTg6UYPpEwU/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaihXiy6LI/AAAAAAAAAjU/jTg6UYPpEwU/s400/IMG_0582.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190014314730416306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaiVniy6KI/AAAAAAAAAjM/-mBS2a7SrOc/s1600-h/IMG_0592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaiVniy6KI/AAAAAAAAAjM/-mBS2a7SrOc/s400/IMG_0592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190014112866953378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaiOHiy6JI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ZlHgGWIAIAI/s1600-h/IMG_0615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaiOHiy6JI/AAAAAAAAAjE/ZlHgGWIAIAI/s400/IMG_0615.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190013984017934482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Did she just wink at me??!!!!!!.... *matilah verangans*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaiEHiy6II/AAAAAAAAAi8/zYkN6DorL_o/s1600-h/IMG_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaiEHiy6II/AAAAAAAAAi8/zYkN6DorL_o/s400/IMG_0598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190013812219242626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAah5Xiy6HI/AAAAAAAAAi0/qf350R_Oq7w/s1600-h/IMG_0590.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAah5Xiy6HI/AAAAAAAAAi0/qf350R_Oq7w/s400/IMG_0590.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190013627535648882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAahvHiy6GI/AAAAAAAAAis/hI-S5L5m_fU/s1600-h/IMG_0639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAahvHiy6GI/AAAAAAAAAis/hI-S5L5m_fU/s400/IMG_0639.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190013451441989730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*penari yang begitu merembest sekals!!!!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAahgHiy6FI/AAAAAAAAAik/31dhbrapS50/s1600-h/IMG_0647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAahgHiy6FI/AAAAAAAAAik/31dhbrapS50/s400/IMG_0647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190013193743951954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAahTniy6EI/AAAAAAAAAic/6bsipYcJ5Ro/s1600-h/IMG_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAahTniy6EI/AAAAAAAAAic/6bsipYcJ5Ro/s400/IMG_0653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190012978995587138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAahMniy6DI/AAAAAAAAAiU/V9cSxbG1U8A/s1600-h/IMG_0657.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAahMniy6DI/AAAAAAAAAiU/V9cSxbG1U8A/s400/IMG_0657.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190012858736502834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAahDXiy6CI/AAAAAAAAAiM/NZOkiFrIIZA/s1600-h/IMG_0660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAahDXiy6CI/AAAAAAAAAiM/NZOkiFrIIZA/s400/IMG_0660.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190012699822712866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Later nearing the end of the concert, she changed her outfit into a soft yellow flowy dress which looks so divine and demure....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAag7niy6BI/AAAAAAAAAiE/NmZHufW9TvQ/s1600-h/IMG_0665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAag7niy6BI/AAAAAAAAAiE/NmZHufW9TvQ/s400/IMG_0665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190012566678726674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAagx3iy6AI/AAAAAAAAAh8/A74lkLYltxY/s1600-h/IMG_0668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAagx3iy6AI/AAAAAAAAAh8/A74lkLYltxY/s400/IMG_0668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190012399175002114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAago3iy5_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/XlX6ohUhoxc/s1600-h/IMG_0672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAago3iy5_I/AAAAAAAAAh0/XlX6ohUhoxc/s400/IMG_0672.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190012244556179442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAagh3iy5-I/AAAAAAAAAhs/DoZwKSSvVoU/s1600-h/IMG_0673.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAagh3iy5-I/AAAAAAAAAhs/DoZwKSSvVoU/s400/IMG_0673.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190012124297095138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAagZHiy59I/AAAAAAAAAhk/0i_nSD5kofc/s1600-h/IMG_0674.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAagZHiy59I/AAAAAAAAAhk/0i_nSD5kofc/s400/IMG_0674.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190011973973239762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAagPHiy58I/AAAAAAAAAhc/2t8Ko80mkJg/s1600-h/IMG_0678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAagPHiy58I/AAAAAAAAAhc/2t8Ko80mkJg/s400/IMG_0678.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190011802174547906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAagIHiy57I/AAAAAAAAAhU/KS_ovVadiv0/s1600-h/IMG_0676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAagIHiy57I/AAAAAAAAAhU/KS_ovVadiv0/s400/IMG_0676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190011681915463602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaf8niy56I/AAAAAAAAAhM/My_W9hBdDJo/s1600-h/IMG_0681.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaf8niy56I/AAAAAAAAAhM/My_W9hBdDJo/s400/IMG_0681.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190011484346967970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;An the concert ends........... with MY HEART WILL GO ON......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAafvHiy55I/AAAAAAAAAhE/6PZVy2gEUEs/s1600-h/IMG_0687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAafvHiy55I/AAAAAAAAAhE/6PZVy2gEUEs/s400/IMG_0687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190011252418733970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaflXiy54I/AAAAAAAAAg8/desBWmoeuvs/s1600-h/IMG_0691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaflXiy54I/AAAAAAAAAg8/desBWmoeuvs/s400/IMG_0691.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190011084915009410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAafZHiy53I/AAAAAAAAAg0/fmAxyyWX9lQ/s1600-h/IMG_0698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAafZHiy53I/AAAAAAAAAg0/fmAxyyWX9lQ/s400/IMG_0698.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190010874461611890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Later, we adjourned for post-concert supper at the Old Town White Coffee at Jalan Yap Kwan Seng.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAae-3iy52I/AAAAAAAAAgs/r6kNzpGLA40/s1600-h/IMG_0701.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAae-3iy52I/AAAAAAAAAgs/r6kNzpGLA40/s400/IMG_0701.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190010423490045794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Fendi and As1 listening to the recordings of the video that they made .......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaeqHiy51I/AAAAAAAAAgk/CZ5k5QHC7Co/s1600-h/IMG_0703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAaeqHiy51I/AAAAAAAAAgk/CZ5k5QHC7Co/s400/IMG_0703.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190010067007760210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;It was one of my most memorable night......... All in all, i still can't believe that Celine Dion actually held her concert here and i was in 100meters radius of her presence.. heh...heh...... We had fun and for certain that this experience will be cherished all of our lives........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;VIVA CELINE DION!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-8719909374689916712?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/8719909374689916712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=8719909374689916712&amp;isPopup=true' title='22 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8719909374689916712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8719909374689916712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/04/taking-chances-celine-dions-concert-in.html' title='Taking Chances - Celine Dion&apos;s Concert In Kuala Lumpur'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/SAamY3iy6iI/AAAAAAAAAmM/1Wd7_mWKWGE/s72-c/IMG_0502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>22</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-1950925380139038720</id><published>2008-04-16T02:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T02:56:29.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme's</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I've been tagged...... so here u go guys!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACHELOR NO : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;70 *wink..wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;NAME&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; : Deen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;OCCUPATION&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; : Executive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;AGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; : 28&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;ZODIAC&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; : Cancer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;FAVE HANGOUT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; : Any place that offers good food and great "view"... heh..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;TALENT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; : Erm..... bedroom acrobatics... ahaks.. seriously, cant think of any now!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Three things you can’t live without?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my friends.. my family.... and perhaps........ chocolates!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What is the sweetest thing a girl / guy has done for you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Lots.......... bedroom stuff i guess... to vulgar to say it here....heh...heh.. *hint* strawberry and chocolates...... ha.....ha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The most daredevil thing I’ve ever done is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Shoplifting.... * during my crazy Uni days*... heh..heh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What’s one thing you’re glad you’ve outgrown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Erm..... Shoplifting??!!!!..... heh..heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Your biggest mistake is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; I never regret any of my actions......... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Which actor would play you in a movie about your life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Josh Harnett!!..... *owh..those eyes ... those eyes!!!*. * wink.. wink*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Why do women / men...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we think are complicated but actually, they're not!!... no matter how hot they are!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;If you were a product, how would your advertising campaign read?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;U can never get enough of ... ermmmm........ DEEN!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Which feature do you zoom in on when you meet a guy for the first time?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Face....especially the eyes..... then the bubblebutt!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Who is your role model?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i dun have specific role model but i think my mom is one of them... * no wonder im gay aite*... heh..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What's the healthiest thing you would eat among sushi, salad and sandwich?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Sushi of course.. *food of fashionistah*... heh..heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Which movie you can watch again and again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;SOUND OF MUSIC!!!  yeah... i know.. its very gay indeed!!..... heh...heh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;What is your most annoying habit?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Indecisiveness.......... *go ask my friends*.. wink..wink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;I get nervous when...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i have a big meeting or i have to make decisions spot on!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;My biggest fear is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Losing sumone that i love.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;The best thing I've done for myself is...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Being SINGLE and HAPPY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;And to the people I tag:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;You! Do it!!... do it!!. heh..heh....&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/21033472-1950925380139038720?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/1950925380139038720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=1950925380139038720&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/1950925380139038720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/1950925380139038720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/04/memes.html' title='Meme&apos;s'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-1548865746833996711</id><published>2008-04-10T18:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:45.076-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Palab Malai Ali!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Last week on Sunday nite, my friends and i celebrated one of our beloved friend's birthday. Its was an intimate affair... just a simple celebration... nonetheless, never short of controversies and melaha sessions..... heh..heh... So, ni lah antara gegambor yang meks sempat snappy pose-pose manja..... heh....heh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7MZcFWJ6I/AAAAAAAAAf8/UU4fbI9ENR8/s1600-h/IMG_0399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7MZcFWJ6I/AAAAAAAAAf8/UU4fbI9ENR8/s320/IMG_0399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187808558184802210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Acara mengisi tembolok... *bak kata Diva LeeUK.. matilah terburai abdomenkiew*... heh...heh.... makanan simple2 jer... meehoon goreng... ayam goreng , nugget.... dan yang paling best... dessert..... J.Co. Donut!!.... errrkkkkk..... alhamdulliah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7MRMFWJ5I/AAAAAAAAAf0/Vf_iXtG6Wyw/s1600-h/IMG_0403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7MRMFWJ5I/AAAAAAAAAf0/Vf_iXtG6Wyw/s320/IMG_0403.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187808416450881426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Di celahan rimba..... kononnya nak amek gegambor konsep2 artistic.. tapi tak menjadi ... heh..heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7Pf8FWJ8I/AAAAAAAAAgM/im0fjzXD-98/s1600-h/IMG_0405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7Pf8FWJ8I/AAAAAAAAAgM/im0fjzXD-98/s320/IMG_0405.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187811968388835266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Vontots Idan yang sungguh mengancam!!.. * matilah lessyrina*... whoppppsssssttt!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7MAcFWJ3I/AAAAAAAAAfk/yoAfNQejy2Q/s1600-h/IMG_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7MAcFWJ3I/AAAAAAAAAfk/yoAfNQejy2Q/s320/IMG_0406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187808128688072562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Sesi melaha sambil melantak!!.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7L5MFWJ2I/AAAAAAAAAfc/b5yPfOv-aXY/s1600-h/IMG_0407.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7L5MFWJ2I/AAAAAAAAAfc/b5yPfOv-aXY/s320/IMG_0407.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187808004134020962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Meks bersama As perempuan Bertetek!!!........ setakat mesra2 plastic .... ahaksssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7Lv8FWJ1I/AAAAAAAAAfU/tPsK35N8mwM/s1600-h/IMG_0410.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7Lv8FWJ1I/AAAAAAAAAfU/tPsK35N8mwM/s320/IMG_0410.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187807845220230994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Meks mengoffer donut kepada yang lain setelah berjaya meng"hostage"kan donuts tersebut ...... heh........heh..... * matilah lemak tepu*&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7LicFWJ0I/AAAAAAAAAfM/C1tp_VwAxdQ/s1600-h/IMG_0416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7LicFWJ0I/AAAAAAAAAfM/C1tp_VwAxdQ/s320/IMG_0416.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187807613291996994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Antara juadah terhidang...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7LWMFWJzI/AAAAAAAAAfE/8TWJNeLDQVc/s1600-h/IMG_0423.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7LWMFWJzI/AAAAAAAAAfE/8TWJNeLDQVc/s320/IMG_0423.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187807402838599474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tetiba... Kak Asmidar... Ratew Subang membuat kemunculan tanpa announcement!!...... Majlis terkagum seketika dengan ke"diva'an " Ratew tersebuts yang telah berjaya menyerikan majelis yang tak berapa berseri ittew lantas melengkapkan "Conggregation of Plastic Faces and Shrieky Voices"... .... heh...heh...!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7K_cFWJyI/AAAAAAAAAe8/9ynIa_8YSVs/s1600-h/IMG_0426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7K_cFWJyI/AAAAAAAAAe8/9ynIa_8YSVs/s320/IMG_0426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187807011996575522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Pools of gifts....... *Aik!!.. masa bila plak Christmas in April hoh???.....* *matilah.. paper bag recycle!!!!!ahakssss.......... whoppppsssssttttt..... ya ampunsss!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7K2MFWJxI/AAAAAAAAAe0/K4dhviI7gmw/s1600-h/IMG_0438.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7K2MFWJxI/AAAAAAAAAe0/K4dhviI7gmw/s320/IMG_0438.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187806853082785554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Birthday Cake yang cukup menawan, merries dan menyentap!!!!.. heh...heh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7KZsFWJvI/AAAAAAAAAek/W5bXSOsd86M/s1600-h/IMG_0441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7KZsFWJvI/AAAAAAAAAek/W5bXSOsd86M/s320/IMG_0441.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187806363456513778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Ha....ha... sesuwai dengan tagline B'day boy tuh hoh!!!... * matilah besday boy kena laha di b'day cake sendiri*.... meks tak masuk campur tawwwww!!!!........heh....heh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7KlcFWJwI/AAAAAAAAAes/RrJHFMFDNxs/s1600-h/IMG_0445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7KlcFWJwI/AAAAAAAAAes/RrJHFMFDNxs/s320/IMG_0445.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187806565319976706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kami tetap kawan baik taw..... "Kita tak gaduh kan??"....* matilah statement Kak Ani ngan Siti*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7KOsFWJuI/AAAAAAAAAec/5zuWNaXCrdM/s1600-h/IMG_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7KOsFWJuI/AAAAAAAAAec/5zuWNaXCrdM/s320/IMG_0446.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187806174477952738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;S&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;esi Tiup-tiup lilins... diiringi lagu Mariah Carey!!!.... *TETAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7KBsFWJtI/AAAAAAAAAeU/uGSePhZsOoo/s1600-h/IMG_0450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7KBsFWJtI/AAAAAAAAAeU/uGSePhZsOoo/s320/IMG_0450.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187805951139653330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Chef Amar.... *tukang potong kek* dan Kak Juhara....... telah berjaya mengagih2 kan sedikit kek kepada khalayak yang hadir dan menyimpan sebahagian besar kek tersebut untuk IBU sendiri katanya........... *whoppssssstttttt!!!!!!!!....... heh....heh...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Kek adalah tajaan Tuan Barista NEMO of Coffee Bean&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7J5sFWJsI/AAAAAAAAAeM/LNkRRRqJh_U/s1600-h/IMG_0451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7J5sFWJsI/AAAAAAAAAeM/LNkRRRqJh_U/s320/IMG_0451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187805813700699842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*Kak Juhara sempat membuat muka *palstic faces* kepada hadirin yang hadir sesuai dengan gelaran *Cricket Face * yang disandang beliau!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7JuMFWJrI/AAAAAAAAAeE/L8K6XTgwOdk/s1600-h/IMG_0454.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7JuMFWJrI/AAAAAAAAAeE/L8K6XTgwOdk/s320/IMG_0454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187805616132204210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;*Siapakah wanita tidak bertetek.. berbaju pink dan berhigh heels *berani mati* tersebut.......??*... cuba teka.... heh...heh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7XqMFWJ9I/AAAAAAAAAgU/v4xC5GHJGdw/s1600-h/IMG_0459.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7XqMFWJ9I/AAAAAAAAAgU/v4xC5GHJGdw/s320/IMG_0459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187820940575516626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Tibalah masa yang ditunggu-tunggu... sesi membuka hadiah sambil mencharut kengkawan sekiranya hadiah yang diberikan bernilai kurang dari 10 hinggit!!!.. kita nantikan.............. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7Jh8FWJqI/AAAAAAAAAd8/H4AEfHg0H64/s1600-h/IMG_0460.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7Jh8FWJqI/AAAAAAAAAd8/H4AEfHg0H64/s320/IMG_0460.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187805405678806690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hadiah pertama... walaupun yang paling kecil, tapi yang paling mahal uolsss......... Sebuah keychain berjenama FURLA!!..... Made in Italy tawww.......diberi oleh En Tompel *a.k.a Mak Mah*........ *Meks sujudsss kekaguman* *matilah branded*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7JYMFWJpI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Vprq8PYCdwY/s1600-h/IMG_0462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7JYMFWJpI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Vprq8PYCdwY/s320/IMG_0462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187805238175082130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hadiah Kedua....... Baju T-shirt berjenama ESPRIT........ Ok lah tuh hoh!!.. sapa bagi pun meks tak hingat doh!!!......... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7JKMFWJoI/AAAAAAAAAds/7uQSHuMYPM8/s1600-h/IMG_0463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7JKMFWJoI/AAAAAAAAAds/7uQSHuMYPM8/s320/IMG_0463.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187804997656913538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hadiah ketiga... oleh Kak Juhara.. Sepasang Selipar berjenama PADINI......... sesuwai untuk kegunaan ke JAMBAN katanya..... ahakssssssssss..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7I_8FWJnI/AAAAAAAAAdk/1ekGlZGSINE/s1600-h/IMG_0469.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7I_8FWJnI/AAAAAAAAAdk/1ekGlZGSINE/s320/IMG_0469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187804821563254386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hadiah seterusnya ..... dari Chef Amar......... DVD Konsert Celine Dion. meks suker sekals...... sesuwai dengan tema2 minggu konsert Kak Celine kannnnnnnnnnn..... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7I1sFWJmI/AAAAAAAAAdc/bp_9RPo6Blg/s1600-h/IMG_0470.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7I1sFWJmI/AAAAAAAAAdc/bp_9RPo6Blg/s320/IMG_0470.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187804645469595234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Begitu kreatif sekals pembungkusannya... ingat kan dapat Yellow Pages sajork.... ghupa2 nya terselit DVD Kak Dion didalamnya... nampak sangat hasil kerjatangan and kreativiti womanz beliau itew, method pembungkusan paling kreatif telah dimenangi oleh CHEF AMAR........... YEY!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7Ip8FWJlI/AAAAAAAAAdU/J2VzmIkCVMc/s1600-h/IMG_0471.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7Ip8FWJlI/AAAAAAAAAdU/J2VzmIkCVMc/s320/IMG_0471.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187804443606132306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hadiah dari Housemate sendiri.......... CADAR!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7IeMFWJkI/AAAAAAAAAdM/a1Ql11nwMZk/s1600-h/IMG_0472.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7IeMFWJkI/AAAAAAAAAdM/a1Ql11nwMZk/s320/IMG_0472.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187804241742669378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hadiah dari IDAN.... MUGS!!!!..... hrmmmmm....... heh.....heh...... begitu jauh yer.... dari UK !!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7H3cFWJiI/AAAAAAAAAc8/AxmyMdQbM6w/s1600-h/IMG_0466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7H3cFWJiI/AAAAAAAAAc8/AxmyMdQbM6w/s320/IMG_0466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187803576022738466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Buat pertama kalinya dalam sejarah.... setelah Setahun menuntut hadiah.... akhirnya meks telah datang membawa hadiah yang tidak lain dan tidak bukan dari wishlist B'day gurl itew sendiri........ Selepas ini, tiada lagi LAHARAN dan CHARUTAN yang akan ditujukan kepada meks tawwwww!!!..... Meks dah dapat IMMUNITI * matilah konsep survivor*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7Gx8FWJhI/AAAAAAAAAc0/HuPahysPmg8/s1600-h/IMG_0477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7Gx8FWJhI/AAAAAAAAAc0/HuPahysPmg8/s320/IMG_0477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187802382021830162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Hope u enjoys the album dearie........... heh...heh....... * gambar sebagai bukti*.... ahaks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7GgsFWJgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/dwwT3tOM7W4/s1600-h/IMG_0478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7GgsFWJgI/AAAAAAAAAcs/dwwT3tOM7W4/s320/IMG_0478.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187802085669086722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7IF8FWJjI/AAAAAAAAAdE/vTPETh8EgeY/s1600-h/IMG_0479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7IF8FWJjI/AAAAAAAAAdE/vTPETh8EgeY/s320/IMG_0479.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187803825130841650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;All in all, it was fun..... i love Birthdays......... a time where not only ur being reminded that ur getting older.... but also the time where u will get to unwrap ur gifts and meet ur good friends.......... Friends 4 EVA!!!!!!!!!.......... muahhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-1548865746833996711?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/1548865746833996711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=1548865746833996711&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/1548865746833996711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/1548865746833996711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-birthday-palab-malai-ali.html' title='Happy Birthday Palab Malai Ali!!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_7MZcFWJ6I/AAAAAAAAAf8/UU4fbI9ENR8/s72-c/IMG_0399.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-3046346918207992252</id><published>2008-04-09T18:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:46.681-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell Dinner Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;As promised, here are some of the pics that were taken during last weekend Farewell Dinner Function........ enjoysssssssss...........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_2TC8FWJfI/AAAAAAAAAck/b90KH3qLE1g/s1600-h/IMG_0363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_2TC8FWJfI/AAAAAAAAAck/b90KH3qLE1g/s320/IMG_0363.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187464024498251250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My dancers *matilah claim kepunyaan sendiri* from left Ruhaizan, Raja Natrah, Jaja, *Moi*, Lanz, Erfian and Nizam *ehem*...... Im so proud of them....... Very happening dan attitudes sangats..... sesuwai menjadi dancers professionals gitew.... heh..heh.. *cuba teka meks taste yang mana satu??...* ahaks.. mek telah berjaya men DRAG kan derangs.. termasuklah yang lelaki... heh..heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1yAcFWJdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/-CAXS8KDWDo/s1600-h/IMG_0365.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1yAcFWJdI/AAAAAAAAAcU/-CAXS8KDWDo/s320/IMG_0365.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187427697664861650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My darling BFF Dalie.... ever so beautiful and the perfect Emcee for the nite... *sempat pose2 masa tengah hafal script*..... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1xtMFWJcI/AAAAAAAAAcM/-AFRzeVebHY/s1600-h/IMG_0369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1xtMFWJcI/AAAAAAAAAcM/-AFRzeVebHY/s320/IMG_0369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187427366952379842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;One of my Singer... Miss Subashini.. * dia nih mix.. chindian*.. Vey nice and very chatty....  Mampu ker menyaingi kechantekkan meks??....... *meks sujudsssssss sajork!!*... heh....heh.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1xXsFWJbI/AAAAAAAAAcE/B8iieK4h4Fw/s1600-h/IMG_0378.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1xXsFWJbI/AAAAAAAAAcE/B8iieK4h4Fw/s320/IMG_0378.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187426997585192370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Diketika tgh perform lagu L.O.V.E by Nat King Cole....... siap vulu2 vagai uolssss.. *meks jelezzzz!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1wmcFWJaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ynbqAWCrGug/s1600-h/IMG_0381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1wmcFWJaI/AAAAAAAAAb8/ynbqAWCrGug/s320/IMG_0381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187426151476635042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our Official Band members dan yang tengah2 tuh adalah Jazrina... our Band Manager merangkap assistant meks.... .......... U guys did a very good job............ cayalah!!! *sesapa yang nak ambik khidmat mereka utk majelis2, silalah hubungi meks taww8.. promo sekejapstssss. heh..heh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1v3MFWJZI/AAAAAAAAAb0/uHQVtRXJ7Q4/s1600-h/IMG_0384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1v3MFWJZI/AAAAAAAAAb0/uHQVtRXJ7Q4/s320/IMG_0384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187425339727816082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our pool of talents........ Some dah veteran and some are new singers...... and they all did a good show that nite!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1vpMFWJYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/uCeq5ETZliQ/s1600-h/IMG_0382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1vpMFWJYI/AAAAAAAAAbs/uCeq5ETZliQ/s320/IMG_0382.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187425099209647490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Our Dancres..... again... *matilah giler pose!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1vVMFWJXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Wc3EXbJpeoA/s1600-h/IMG_0389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1vVMFWJXI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Wc3EXbJpeoA/s320/IMG_0389.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187424755612263794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course, my *bodyguard*....heh...heh.......... Bubbly Dalie and Poised Sha........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1u6sFWJWI/AAAAAAAAAbc/THHUnLKhiMc/s1600-h/IMG_0386.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1u6sFWJWI/AAAAAAAAAbc/THHUnLKhiMc/s320/IMG_0386.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187424300345730402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Me and my friends after the event........ getting ready for post party drinks..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1sz8FWJVI/AAAAAAAAAbU/OioZRJY1u-w/s1600-h/IMG_0396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1sz8FWJVI/AAAAAAAAAbU/OioZRJY1u-w/s320/IMG_0396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187421985358357842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1slcFWJUI/AAAAAAAAAbM/kMOPgeNCBy0/s1600-h/IMG_0398.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_1slcFWJUI/AAAAAAAAAbM/kMOPgeNCBy0/s320/IMG_0398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187421736250254658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That was it......... Im really glad that the event went well......* despite some controversies towards the end....Apakah kontroversinya??....... biasalah... ader sesetengah committee members yang bukannya buat keroje sangats tapi nak in control in everything... siap mengarah itew ini kat meks...... but in the end, still everything berjalan dengan lancar....... and i had soo much fun  organising it!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-3046346918207992252?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/3046346918207992252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=3046346918207992252&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3046346918207992252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3046346918207992252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/04/farewell-dinner-pics.html' title='Farewell Dinner Pics'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_2TC8FWJfI/AAAAAAAAAck/b90KH3qLE1g/s72-c/IMG_0363.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-4656714285871072127</id><published>2008-04-08T18:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:46.887-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Iklan Jap!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_wcuA8xqFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/FjVn0ua9yhE/s1600-h/LOVE+ME.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_wcuA8xqFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/FjVn0ua9yhE/s400/LOVE+ME.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187052447678441554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny innit??........ After a momentary lapse of silence, few months to be precise, all of a sudden, i received an SMS from YOU!!!......... Asking me out for a date.... to catch up on the ongoins of our life.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny innit??....When YOU reacted like nothings ever happen between you and me... YOU pretend that the time stood still and we are just picking up from where we left off.. lemme rephrase that .. From where YOU left me off!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny innit??... when i dun have the heart to say no to your request where as u can just dissed me off like an old rag.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny innit??....when the subject of LOVE came out, you're the only person that POPS up in my mind......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny innit??.... After all this while, im still HUNG UP on you... no matter what.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny innit??..... When physically, YOU are with me in my arms but YOUR mind is with someone else.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny innit??.. how UNREQUITED LOVE works!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-4656714285871072127?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/4656714285871072127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=4656714285871072127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/4656714285871072127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/4656714285871072127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/04/iklan-jap.html' title='Iklan Jap!!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_wcuA8xqFI/AAAAAAAAAbE/FjVn0ua9yhE/s72-c/LOVE+ME.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-4447792121161944645</id><published>2008-04-06T19:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T19:59:24.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Addiction??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.justsayhi.com/bb/blog_addiction" style="background: transparent url(http://assets.justsayhi.com/badges/333/576/blog_addiction.2njat16a1s.jpg) no-repeat scroll 0% 50%; color: rgb(214, 75, 50); text-decoration: none; display: block; width: 286px; height: 128px; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 17px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial; font-family: Times New Roman,sans-serif; font-size: 30px;"&gt;45%&lt;span style="display: none;"&gt;How Addicted to Blogging Are You?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nah!!.... merasalah mek hanya &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;45% &lt;/span&gt;sajork &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;addicted to blogging.&lt;/span&gt;....!!.... that explains why blog meks nih dok bersawang sekali sekala..... heh.....heh.......Uolss try lah hambek testis nih hoh!!.. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*thanx to Kunang2 punyer blog.. meks dapats nih from uolss taw*&lt;/span&gt;.. ;&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Neways, &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Farewell Dinner&lt;/span&gt; that i organised went well apart from certain controversies yang berlaku masa majelis tuh dah nak habis.... i will tell y'all later occay....... Dalam pada dok sibuk tuh, meks meks sempatlah jugak hambek gegambor...i'll update later hoh............. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Semalam, masa meks tgh dok bersiap nak kuar ngan BFF meks Kak Juhara konsepnya nak mencari besday prezen kawan meks, tetiba dapat phone call yang kazen meks accident... terus meks and family bergegas ke Hospital Ampang yang baru tuh dalam keadaan hujan lebat2 manje...... Sesampai kat sana, kesian meks tengok kazen meks tuh.... patah riuk kaki.... and maybe retak tulang punggung kots.... kesian meks tgk dia uolsss... dah 3-4 hari rupanya dia eksiden... motif sangats tidak memberitahu keluarga sendiri kannn.... padahal hari Sabtu tuh meks dok kat rumah jer membelai diri.. takdok aktiviti puns......... Neways, i totally understands his feelings... i've BEEN THERE kekdahnya.. padahal masa meks dulu lagi teruk uolsss..... Seksanya, hanya tuhan jer lah yang taw...... but thats of course another story kannnnnn.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And semalam, selepas bergegas pulang menghantar family meks balik kerumah dalam kul 7.30pm, meks pun terus shoot ke rumah kawan meks kat Pandan Indah for his besday party kekdahnya.... meriahlah jugak... nasib baik ramai tak boikots kannn.... heh..heh.. of course lah NOT!!... Kak Palapiah tuh memang baik orangnya..... terutamanya kat jejantans yang dia taste kannnnnnnn...... whoppppst.. mek tak lazer naaaa!!....ahaks.. Banyak jugaklah amek gambor pose2 manja kekdahnya.. and i will post it in here later hoh!!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu dia.. hapdate sepanjang cuti hujung minggu.... So now,hopefully, this week i will not be so busy... Nak siapkan surat for my resignation pun tak sempat lagi.... On that note, meks rasa macam meks dah bulatkan tekad nak gi join company baru tuh.... there's no turning back dah kots memandangkan ramai dah taw yang meks nak join company baru tuh... Semua nih pun konsepnya bukan datang dari mulots meks... Kekdahnya, meks pergilah inform BOSS meks dan nak tanya pendapat dia on me leaving the company... she's encouraged me to do so... and fully supported my decision... Kekdahnya, Boss meks nih pun selalulah dok kat PANTRY .. ghupa2 nya, dia dah dok canang kat semua orang dah yang meks nih nak tukar keroje.. sampaikan Tea Lady tuh pun dah taw.. alamatnya semua orang dah taw lah nih... malu meks dibuatnya... but i think i couldn't care less dah kots... biar jer lah kan jah!!....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulot tempayan buleh ditutup.. mulots orang??..... harus disumbat koneks jer kekdahnya !!..... ahaks......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sesuwaiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-4447792121161944645?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/4447792121161944645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=4447792121161944645&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/4447792121161944645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/4447792121161944645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/04/addiction.html' title='Addiction??'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-2899922515392119665</id><published>2008-04-01T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:47.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 April 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_L5_Q8xqEI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PZqXS-7wxJ0/s1600-h/090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_L5_Q8xqEI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PZqXS-7wxJ0/s320/090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184480986333816898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Days turns into weeks........ weeks turns into months... and months turns into years..........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Owh..how time flies!!!!....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Currently, apart from the job offer that i got, suddenly, i was so overwhelmed by all the things that i have to finish off before i tender my resignation...and mind you, all is not only work!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Im organising a farewell dinner.. not for myself but for a certain TOP MANAGEMENT who retired yesterday. Im in charge of the entertainment side of the dinner. Our own in-house talents will be singing and i also have put up 2 dance show which is Modern Salsa and another, a Broadway style dance to the tune of L.O.V.E by Nat King Cole. So, everyday after office hours for the last 2 weeks, i've been busy monitoring and coaching our in-house dancers to dance...and thats the reason i've been missing up on the weekly get-togather-session with my good friends. * am so sorry guys, but i will make up for it yeah*.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Luckily, i've selected the best dancers so far and after a short period of time, they managed to dance well.. Im so proud of them....  Im also involved with the overall programme of the dinner, song selection and all.. and i must tell, that its not an easy tasks..... Lots of things have to be considered and for people to be having high expectation certainly puts me in a very hot situation. Alas, i thoroughly enjoy involving myself with these things as it is a welcome respite from my daily mundane work!!.. Oh i shall miss all this when i leave!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Last friday, our Sports Club held its AGM.. so, this time around, new committee members were chosen to lead the Club activities... Previously, i held the spot of being the Assistant to the Secretary of the Social Bureau... but now, they nominated myself for the post of the Secretary of Social Bureau itself *kiranya daripada jadi Timbalan Menteri kepada Menteri penuh lah nih... heh..heh..* and the seat was contested by another person *who in the past had some issues with the club*... So, this particular person, was campaigning for people to vote for him.. through e-mail and thorugh his allies... I have to say that this was not the norm.. usually, if a person is nominated, we just had to wait until the day of the voting to find out the result.. no campaigning.. no lobbying were done... Not that i wanted the post so much but as i was involved with the Sports Club since i joined this organization, so, people think that im a more suitable candidate as i knew the inner workings of the Club and i've proven myself in handling numerous functions before....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in the end, when the votes were counted, i WON 2/3 majority!!... but i felt a bit dubious as i will be leaving this organization soon.. and actually there's no point for me to contest.. but since the members gave their full support to me, i guess, i have to properly choose my successor before i leave....  *tetiba terasa macam pilihanraya umum plak... ahaks*... It only goes to show that politics are everywhere and we can't disengaged ourself with politics...ha..ha ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About my offer, some of my friends knew about it already and i guess words are getting around.... It will be sad for me to leave this organisation whom had given myself much opportunities over the 3 short years that im here... I thoroughly enjoyed working over here... As in my previous posts, i had said that i found many-many great friends here... friends that knew about my true self and accept it with an open heart.. friends who gave me support emotionally and physically and im feeling down.... friends to laugh and cry with.... But i have to think about my future and i think that its the time for me to move on to other pastures... Whether it will be a lot greener on the other side, only time will tell... But for now, Im determined, no matter what, i will take the calculated risks...i will accept the offer and praying that im making the right decision for my future....... ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&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/21033472-2899922515392119665?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/2899922515392119665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=2899922515392119665&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2899922515392119665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2899922515392119665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/04/2-april-2008.html' title='2 April 2008'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R_L5_Q8xqEI/AAAAAAAAAa8/PZqXS-7wxJ0/s72-c/090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-1837775294386575921</id><published>2008-03-26T19:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:47.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Career Change</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-sD1g8xqDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/fW3cyB2zTo0/s1600-h/mba0491l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-sD1g8xqDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/fW3cyB2zTo0/s400/mba0491l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182240014132684850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember a few post back when i talked about goin for the job interview and whether i should have a career change...................... Finally yesterday, i got an offer from them .........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, im in dilemma........ Im really confused whether i should accept the offer or i should just stay put where im now..... sigh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i accept the offer, i'll be doin sumthing which is totally new things which is alien to me.. RISK MANAGEMENT!!.. well, after some research, i knew a little bit what risk management is......... and i think that its a good experience for me if i were to learn it... in terms my future marketability and such *matilah menjual diri*.. however, i've never learned it before and i knew nuts and its so alien to me........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to make the matter worse, there will be no pay inrease for me, meaning, the pay that they are offering me now is the same amount .. penny to penny of what im making now... basic plus allowances... which makes it harder for me to make decision aite..... offer yang meks dapat tuh gajinya 2 kali lima kali dua saja ngan gaji meks sekarang..... tak naik, tak kurang pun..... tapi kalau difikirkan balik, gomen nih gaji very the lambat naik kan.... bonus tahun nih NON ADO kekdahnya.... kalau ada pun, sebulan... tuh pun bayaq dua kali... kekdahnya........ so tempat baru nih memandangkan berpendapatan  berbillion2 jawabnya, bonus pun theyolsss pun berkepuk2 dgr critenya...... *matilah mata duitan*.. heh..heh.. plus point gak tuh kannnnnnn......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seperti biasa, being an INDECISIVE person as i am.. memang susah nak buat decision nih....... buatnya pulak meks nak leave the government sector to join korporat sector... rasa rugi tuh memang banyak sangats la.... in terms of job security.. pencen *matilah konsep pencen artis karyawan*.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the workplace that im at now *kl sentral*..... walaupun tempat baru tuh lagi diva situasinya *KLCC*.. *hint....hint*...... dari segi tempat makan.... accessability.... parking....jalan jam dan sebagainya yang harus meks ambik kira..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loveeee my current collegues and my boss and the management and  the opportunity that i might get.. diulangi.. MIGHT GET.. dimana ia belum tentu kekdahnya. setakat janji pakai ayaq liuq memang senangkan uolsss.... tapi realitinya, ramai lagi yang sibuk dok pasang kipas.. meks punya kipas ala2 kipas lipat tangan miss2 jer... tapi tak bukak pun.. simpan dalam handbag celine meks jerrrr. walhal, theyolsss tuh pasang kipas dinding.. siap semburan mist bagai kannnnnnnn.... heh...heh.... biasalah.. gomen kannnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kat tempat meks skang nih, im a small fish in the pond... tapi kat tempat baru tuh, meks a small fish but in the BIG OCEAN!!!.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whether its a peluang KEEMASAN or KELEMASAN, i have to make a decision soon.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-1837775294386575921?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/1837775294386575921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=1837775294386575921&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/1837775294386575921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/1837775294386575921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/03/career-change.html' title='Career Change'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-sD1g8xqDI/AAAAAAAAAa0/fW3cyB2zTo0/s72-c/mba0491l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-3189173125236361470</id><published>2008-03-20T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:47.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawana LOVE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-dlzA8xqCI/AAAAAAAAAas/E7QfFIp4BNg/s1600-h/sawana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-dlzA8xqCI/AAAAAAAAAas/E7QfFIp4BNg/s400/sawana2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181221823415691298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Maybe its  the dampness.... the mixture of sweat and steam..... that lingers in a sauna that is so alluring.... or perhaps its the lingering whiff of musky smell of sweaty mens.  The place intended for the cleansing of the body....For getting rid of toxins....... A safe haven to relax and unwind after a hard days work.... A place to meet people from all walks of life..... A place to relaxed the tension muscles... and tension of the mind........from unrelenting demands of everyday life.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;Other than the cleansing ritual of the body, it can be said that sauna goers also seeks for other thrills that comes with the dark and damp environment......... Stimulation and excitement perhaps?...... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Making love in the sauna...* e.g dark rooms, rain room, private rooms or other terms that we might call it * brings a whole lots of new experiences..... In the dark room, your senses are heightened. As you can't even see the ongoings inside such place, you are dependent on your other senses such as hearing * the distant moaning* or touching of the body parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;In there..... in the presence but not in the sight of others, your can be yourself or perhaps u can be who you wants to be....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;In there, you are unvulnerable to the preconceived judgements of others........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;In there, your can fantasize and be the fantasy of others.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;And in there.. you can have the best uninhibited sex *safe of course* where your actions is only limited to your imaginations........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once you've tasted &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;"HEAVEN"&lt;/span&gt;, there is no turning back.................. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-3189173125236361470?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/3189173125236361470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=3189173125236361470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3189173125236361470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3189173125236361470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/03/sawana-love.html' title='Sawana LOVE!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-dlzA8xqCI/AAAAAAAAAas/E7QfFIp4BNg/s72-c/sawana2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-8454312649245877063</id><published>2008-03-18T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:47.685-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sisterhood of Frayed Queens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-C5l3CiaKI/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxXTCKhUPgE/s1600-h/sisterhood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-C5l3CiaKI/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxXTCKhUPgE/s400/sisterhood.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179343631556962466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the highlight of the week is the weekly  get together usually on Tuesdays aptly tagged as &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"The Congregation of Plastic Faces and Shrieky Voices&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;. This is the time where most of the sisterhood members  will come together over cups of teh tarik or cold drinks *depending on the "hotness" of the issues". It is by far with invitations only but all Queens wannabes are mostly welcome... Some will received an SMS summoning them or some by telephone calls or some by words of mouth. Agenda varies... it can be either  to discussed on the latest fashion trends, latest gossips... numerous conquest of the week or the latest development of the Nation's political scenarios. However, members are reminded to come fully prepared mentally and physically for the drama of life to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This once a week meeting usually held in a cafe smack in the middle of the city's famous rainbow district will began with the  arrival of &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Her Majesty Queen RuPaul of Jalan Ipoh&lt;/span&gt; (a.k.a Court Jester a.k.a cricket face)... She will usually be the first to arrive.. 15 mins earlier so that later which she can moans and grumbles that she is on time, thus maintaing her disposition as the ever-so-punctual Queen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, depending on the traffic conditions, all the other &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Deputy Queen &lt;/span&gt;such as &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;yours truly&lt;/span&gt;.... the &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Amazing Ikan Pari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;and  not forgetting, Princess Vonte Vanta  will all arrived graciously a couple of minutes apart...... Later, Lady Schonrina from the Royal House of Singapore (also a fellow Sawana Sistah) will arrived all sweaty  from trying to figure out the mazes of K.L Metropolitan routes. Among other Royal House members that usually present are  Ms Palapiah William,....... and the royal Publicists cum the President of Ms Nanakukaprik Fan club...Mr Tompelito,.... The Royal Chef.. Ms. Amarina *recent BFF of Ikan Pari*..... and sometimes, other members  from the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Royal House of Rainbow&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-DiYHCiaLI/AAAAAAAAAac/fKrl-ApgASg/s1600-h/post-463806-1157606939.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-DiYHCiaLI/AAAAAAAAAac/fKrl-ApgASg/s320/post-463806-1157606939.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179388475310500018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Even before the full arrival of the members, juicy issues started to flow generously..... even  ordering of the drinks were done in such "divaesques"  manner. The summoning of the waiter will surely turned heads around.. specifically and intentionally done to attact the attention of unsuspecting subjects. Thus announcing that the House is in session.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a member of the Royal House, one must have a very thick skin.... Numerous occassion where one will be put down... being the subject of gossips.... being sweared upon with harsh words........ being ridiculed.... being stabbed behind on their back...... either the attack is personal or in general.....and other negative connotations, are part and parcel of life in the Royal House.... One must also be fully aware that this is the reality of being in the Royal House of Rainbow. However, the Sisterhood almost always prevails in the end, with much flame of grouses either being made to be lighted more or doused to merely an amber waiting to be ignited again and again...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of the members shared a common passion which is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FOOD&lt;/span&gt;, the congregation usually adjourned to the nearest  food joint where it offers delicious and tasty  Thai food in huge portions.. Value for money indeed....... Numerous dish will be ordered and savoured to the last bit....... Well, u know that food is always a substitute of sex.......and getting both is never enough apparently!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These congregation ritual started since almost 3-4 years ago where most of the Members started working in the KL Metropolitan area... At first, it provided an avenue for all members of the Royal House to sit back and relax after work... however, as time flies, more and more issues been raised and nowadays, one have to be on the tip of their toes... not knowing whether its their turn of the week to be devoured by the vicious cycle of unrelenting attacks from the House members........  However, some members comes and goes... depending on their work or family or relationships commitments........ but some remain loyal until now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SISTERHOOD&lt;/span&gt;..... despite of everything that happens within and outside the confines of the sisterhood of the Royal House of Rainbow... Its a good stepping stone to prepare oneself to face the harsh reality of the World of Rainbow.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are few pleasures of life and one of it is &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;FRIENDSHIP&lt;/span&gt;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-DjhHCiaMI/AAAAAAAAAak/jjryHypXpCQ/s1600-h/ist2_4877361_people_holding_hands_in_air.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-DjhHCiaMI/AAAAAAAAAak/jjryHypXpCQ/s320/ist2_4877361_people_holding_hands_in_air.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179389729440950466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-8454312649245877063?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/8454312649245877063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=8454312649245877063&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8454312649245877063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8454312649245877063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/03/sisterhood-of-frayed-queens.html' title='Sisterhood of Frayed Queens'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R-C5l3CiaKI/AAAAAAAAAaU/yxXTCKhUPgE/s72-c/sisterhood.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-231384953473739859</id><published>2008-03-14T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:47.805-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd Anniversary!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R9qV33CiaJI/AAAAAAAAAaM/m64rdAunPb0/s1600-h/CIMG0588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177615508515743890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R9qV33CiaJI/AAAAAAAAAaM/m64rdAunPb0/s400/CIMG0588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Diam tak diam, dah 3 tahun aku bekerja kat tempat sekarang nih.. Today (14 Mac 2008) is my 3rd year anniversary of working in this Agency. There were 7 of us.. all guys in my original batch intake.. and later, 2 girls joined us.... tapi skang nih, the guys tinggal 5 jer.... Sorang dah join PTD and lagi sorang dah join this big American multinational company... both the gurls are still here..... but daripada 5 guys yang tinggal, sorang dah kena posting je Tokyo... and sorang girl tuh akan diposting ke Osaka later this month.....the rest....taktau nasib lagi katanya... heh..heh... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So far, working here is ok... well actually, its more than ok.... personally, i think that its a good place to work.... Apart from the daily mundane paperwork, i am fortunate enough to be given the opportunity to travel overseas... some for official work or attending courses.... Kiranya, so far, adalah beberapa tempat yang aku dah pergi.... Tokyo for a course... during my first year ... then, i was choosen to help our official visit to Amsterdam, Copenhagen and Stockholm..... then, last November, i went to Italy for another 2 weeks course where i managed to visit Vincenza, Milan and Venice...... So, in that terms, i got no complains lah...... kalau nak harap pergi sendiri tanpa disponsor, tah bila lah nak dapat kumpol cukup duit kannnnn!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Other than that, i've learned soo much about industries... especially on transport and metal industries which is under my purview. Eventhough my department is among the most hectic, so far, i barely survive lah.... heh....heh.... but what to do, kita yang telah diamanahkan kerja, dan Hanya Menurut Perintah sahaja..... heh...heh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here at my work place, bukan setakat kerja saja.... im also active with the Sports Club.... dun get me wrong.. aku tak bersukan taw.... tapi setakat jadi AJK Biro Sosial.... so, i've had handled social activities . for example, menarilah.... menyanyi lah... Hari Sukan lah.... Hari Keluargalah.... and the biggest event of all... our agency's annual dinner..... so, disitew, aku dah dapat belajar cara2 nak handle event especially when it comes to protocol ..with official dignitaries....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Selain itew, aku jugak dapat kawan2 yang amat baik sekali. Bukan hanya sekadar office mate.. tetapi, lebih dari itu... SAHABAT... susah senang... teman bergossip... teman bersuka.. duka... teman tempat meluah perasaan.. berkongsi masalah dan merewang sana sini... and bercuti bagai heh...heh.... Our relationship is PRICELESS!!.... they are my bestest friends..and confidant... and i love them very 2 dearly. Same goes with the two guys yang dah meninggalkan kitaorg.. masih lagi berhubung mesra kekdahnya.... ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So, kenapa saya suka kerja saya?.... adalah disebabkan perkara2 diatas..... namun begitu, "all is not roses".. bak kata omputih.... Memanglah ada turun naik kita didalam perkara2 yang beyond our control.... office politics.. grapevine... umpatan blakang.. kene marah ngan boss.. is all part and parcel of working kann... However, all those things howeverpun terubat at the end of the day when we are able to have afterwork drinks cum gossip session with our friends..... heh...heh..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There were no big celebration today... cuma 4 of us guys went to the eating place near our office to have dinner and reminance on our years here..... and i had a great time... listening to their antiques.... heh...heh.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Life is indeed BEAUTIFUL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-231384953473739859?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/231384953473739859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=231384953473739859&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/231384953473739859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/231384953473739859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/03/3rd-anniversary.html' title='3rd Anniversary!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R9qV33CiaJI/AAAAAAAAAaM/m64rdAunPb0/s72-c/CIMG0588.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-3692574042261661255</id><published>2008-03-13T00:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:48.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Promises</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R9jj7nCiaGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/vLyOQ8ueqoE/s1600-h/starry-night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R9jj7nCiaGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/vLyOQ8ueqoE/s400/starry-night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177138384893798498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Promise&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;\Prom"ise\, a. [F. promesse, L. promissum, fr.  promittere, promissum, to put forth, foretell, promise; pro  forward, for + mittere to send.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. In general, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;a declaration, written or verbal&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;made by one  person to another&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 153, 51);"&gt;which binds the person who makes it to  do&lt;/span&gt;, or to forbear to do, a specified act; a declaration  which gives to the person to whom it is made a right to  expect or to claim the performance or forbearance of a  specified act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Source&lt;/b&gt;: Webster's Revised Unabridged Dictionary (1913)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; **************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sepertinya &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-weight: bold;"&gt;sebuah janji bukan sekadar hutang yang perlu dilunasi&lt;/span&gt;, tetapi &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;terkandung jaminan kepastian yang menimbulkan harapan&lt;/span&gt; bagi insan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;Menepati janji adalah cerminan kedewasaan hati dan pikiran&lt;/span&gt;. Maka ada petua bijak yg bilang&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; “jangan berjanji jika tak sanggup menepati.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;*anonymous* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manusia &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;tak ada yg sempurna&lt;/span&gt;, ada &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;yg lebih penting dari sekadar menepati atau tidak menepati janji&lt;/span&gt;, iaitu &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;kejujuran hati, berani mengakui kesalahan, dan meminta maaf.&lt;/span&gt; Sekarang perlu akan penilainan,…&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;dari 100% janji dan harapan yang ditebarkan, berapa % sebenarnya yang sanggup orang lakukan untuk menepatinya dan berapa % yang sanggup kita wujudkan&lt;/span&gt;. Hanya waktu yang akan menempa dan mengujinya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" &gt;*anonymous*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you believe promises are made to be broken??.... well... this is not the first time that people break their promise to me... Well, i've also broken my promises before... but being stood up by ur "supposedly" "GOOD FRIEND" really sucks BIG TIME!!!!......... If its once or twice, it can be forgiven......... but its more than that!!!.......... kalau orang utara tuh panggil those kind of people "PAKU LONGGAR".... which literally means, person who cant keep their promise................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Critanya lagu nih... adalah sorang kawan mek nih... di dok kat utara nun... He's my childhood friend.. pergi skolah sama2..... blajaq sama2.... melachur sama2.. * &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;whopssst... tak pernah uolsss&lt;/span&gt;*... and he is the only one of my friend from childhood that i still keep in constant touch with...&lt;br /&gt;NOW, he's a successful Doctor in one of the government Hospital.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kekdahnya, walaupun we constantly call each other to updates whats happening in our lives, due to reasons such as distance, susah bebenor nak jumpa... the last time i met him, was during Raya 2 years ago... tuh pun just happen that i went back balik kampung to visits relatives and we happen to spend the night at the local motel there...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He does come to K.L once in a while.... but the timing is never good for us... however, this time around, he was here with his "HUSBAND" attending a course .... the place is really near to my place and im totally ecstatic to be able to lepak2 with him and for me to get to know his "HUSBAND" better since i met him once only.. tuh pun tak sempat kenal2 sangat.. only know his name jerr..... Hence, i suggested that we meet  at night when he finishes off his course..  The first nioght, he said that he's too tired... Second nite,.. his reasons were that he had exams which he has to study.. so i flipped out instantly.. but he PROMISED that he will meet me today (THURS 13/03/2008) after work at KLCC........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R9jqFnCiaHI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xbdi47esP_Y/s1600-h/kerry_empty_promises.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R9jqFnCiaHI/AAAAAAAAAZ8/xbdi47esP_Y/s320/kerry_empty_promises.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177145153762257010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Suddenly, i got his SMS saying that he had to go back urgently due to some family emergency.. well.... i'd be lying if i said that i didnt c it coming lah.... im just upset that for all the years that i know him, memang dia pun ada sedikit "paku longgar" itew.....but i just kept one eye close jer lah kan... dah kawan-kawan.... tapi tak sangka pulak terbawak-bawak sampai dah jadi Doctor bagai kannnnn.... so mek tgh SENTAP nih!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont want to get angry or  be upset over this... it takes too much effort to dwell into this... *mak tak koser dah!!*.... i knew that this is coming but this time, its too much....Its only normal for me to be angry and where else to vent my anger if not kat my beloved blog nih kan....... !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, moral of the story is, if there is a possibility that u can't deliver your promises, then, don't promise  kannnnnnn!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: untuk sesiapa yang berkenaan, memanglah, waktu susah, baru nak ingat kat aku... waktu senang, ader tak nak ingat kat aku...ADO??.... NON ADO!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah lah... mak tak kisah nyehh. asalkan aku tak menyusahkan saper2 cukuplah .. tak githooo??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-3692574042261661255?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/3692574042261661255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=3692574042261661255&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3692574042261661255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/3692574042261661255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/03/promises.html' title='Promises'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R9jj7nCiaGI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/vLyOQ8ueqoE/s72-c/starry-night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-6228134457984492056</id><published>2008-03-09T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:48.754-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post -Election</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R9TRzXCiaFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/4KpD7Rc1O1o/s1600-h/voting_booth.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R9TRzXCiaFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/4KpD7Rc1O1o/s400/voting_booth.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175992552043735122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I guess our country is still grappling with the unfolded DRAMA  in this 12th General Election held last weekend. All of us knew the results which being regarded as "Political Tsunami" where the ruling party lost its 2/3 majority over to the Oppositions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a responsible Malaysian, for the first time in my life, i VOTED. I'm a registered voter for Parliamentary seat P.122 Seputeh. The incumbent Teresa Kok of DAP winning the highest majority in history  (36,492-vote) over MCA newbie, Carol Chew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, im not here to give reviews or comments on the shocking results.. im gonna talk bout my experience going to the polling station.. cating my vote and my feeling as i did my duty at that time....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up a bit late.. so, after having a light brunch, i showered and was ready to go VOTING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went to the polling station.. it was a round 1.45pm.... there were not too many people there.. i guess, most of the voters went early in the morning to cast their votes.... Anyway, after showing my IC to the polling workers and found out my Saluran, which is saluran 6, i went upstairs on the 3rd floor.. gave my ic again and were given a piece of paper to cast my ballot on.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It didnt took me long to made decision.. as i was determined and pretty much sure of which person im gonna choose.... as the ballot box is transparent, i can c most of the ballot that had been put inside... ermmmm... kinda know who will wins at that time.. heh..heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After casting my vote, went back downstirs to go back.. and suddenly, i was overcome by this opverwhelming feelings of .. i dunno how to describe it!!.. I felt blessed as i finally had done my small responsibilities towards my nation... I felt that it was democracy at its best...and its a good feeling top know that u have the right to choose.. regardless of whether the person that u shose wins or not!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reminisce about on how our beloved country had come to this stage... on how our previous leaders fought to the brim to achieve this INDEPENDENCE!!..... the emotions were preety strong and without realising it, my tears flowed...... good thing that i was wearing my sunglasses at that time... heh..heh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our country had come a longggg way since its Independence..... no matter what people say about our country, we cant deny that we did have a GOOD ruling government!!... a Government which had managed to make this small nation prosper and developed the way it is now! This in turn had made other neighbouring countries proper as well in providing job and other opportunities to the people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im anxious to see these turns of events.......... and i hope that my beloved country will continue to do well.... maintain its position and perhaps offer better opportunities to its RAKYAT!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-6228134457984492056?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/6228134457984492056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=6228134457984492056&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/6228134457984492056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/6228134457984492056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/03/post-election.html' title='Post -Election'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R9TRzXCiaFI/AAAAAAAAAZs/4KpD7Rc1O1o/s72-c/voting_booth.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-8560908363523326934</id><published>2008-03-06T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:48.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Celine Dion's Taking Chances World Tour 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8-zASz6-TI/AAAAAAAAAZk/YvST-tChLLc/s1600-h/Celineflyer._V5164151_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8-zASz6-TI/AAAAAAAAAZk/YvST-tChLLc/s400/Celineflyer._V5164151_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174551314502973746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Write up from Wiki*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taking Chances Tour &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is the current &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Concert" title="Concert"&gt;concert tour&lt;/a&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Canada" title="Canada"&gt;Canadian&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pop_music" title="Pop music"&gt;pop&lt;/a&gt; singer &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Celine_Dion" title="Celine Dion"&gt;Céline Dion&lt;/a&gt;, in support of her latest English album &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taking_Chances" title="Taking Chances"&gt;Taking Chances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, released in November 2007. The year-long tour will visit 5 continents, 25 countries and over 100 cities. Dion will perform over 120 shows.&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taking_Chances_Tour#_note-0" title=""&gt;[&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The show, directed by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jamie_King" title="Jamie King"&gt;Jamie King&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madonna_%28entertainer%29" title="Madonna (entertainer)"&gt;Madonna&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Confessions_Tour" title="Confessions Tour"&gt;Confessions Tour&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christina_Aguilera" title="Christina Aguilera"&gt;Christina Aguilera&lt;/a&gt;'s &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Back_to_Basics_Tour" title="Back to Basics Tour"&gt;Back to Basics Tour&lt;/a&gt;) combines Dion's performances with a visual feast of color, fashion, dance and surprise. Céline Dion performs some of her biggest hits, along with songs from her latest English album &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taking_Chances" title="Taking Chances"&gt;Taking Chances&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;sup id="_ref-1" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taking_Chances_Tour#_note-1" title=""&gt;[2]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;" class="thumb tleft"&gt;The show lasts for two hours and is divided into four segments. There is a soul segment, a rock segment, a segment where Céline Dion acts the part of a fashion-victim and another inspired by Gypsy, Spanish and Middle Eastern cultures. Dion is supported by eight dancers (4 male and 4 female). Rehearsals took place in December 2007 in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Primm%2C_Nevada" title="Primm, Nevada"&gt;Primm, Nevada&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/MGM_Grand_Garden_Arena" title="MGM Grand Garden Arena"&gt;MGM Grand Garden Arena&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The tour setup includes about twenty LED screens, among them one that will orbit the stage, plus conveyor belts and elevators. As announced a few months ago, Dion pre-recorded a selection of videos for her show. The introduction video shows her driving a car at high-speed, with intermingling images from her career. Another video shows the singer dressed in varying fashions. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jamie_King" title="Jamie King"&gt;Jamie King&lt;/a&gt; will join the tour on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/May_2" title="May 2"&gt;May 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008" title="2008"&gt;2008&lt;/a&gt; in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manchester" title="Manchester"&gt;Manchester&lt;/a&gt;. Before that date, the show will not be on a central stage (except in Japan) for logistics reasons. After two and a half months, Dion will rehearse again to perfect the show for the "in the round" setup. Because of Dion's bilingual career and the restrictions of certain arenas and stadiums on the tour, Jamie King had to direct and choreograph three separate shows. One show features a set list comprised mostly of English language songs and is performed in the round using the full system of mobile screens, elevators and conveyor belts. A second show also features the center stage arrangement but includes up to ten French language songs for performances in Francophone countries. A third, less complex show is being used where the center stage arrangement would not fit into the venue or where it would be impractical to transport the stage. An end stage setup is used in these cases.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dion and her band rehearsed about sixty tracks, both in English and French. Among those ones, about 20-25 songs will be performed in a show, according to each visited market. "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pour_que_tu_m%27aimes_encore" title="Pour que tu m'aimes encore"&gt;Pour que tu m'aimes encore&lt;/a&gt;" will be performed throughout the whole tour. The singer also performs several cover songs never performed on stage before.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; After the concert in Pretoria on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/February_16" title="February 16"&gt;February 16&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008" title="2008"&gt;2008&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ren%C3%A9_Ang%C3%A9lil" title="René Angélil"&gt;René Angélil&lt;/a&gt; reorganized the whole show. There have been few changes about the costumes chosen by Annie Horth and changes about the order of some songs. The whole concept, even the presence of dancers, has been reorganized. Angélil also said that Dion will be performing a medley featuring "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beauty_and_the_Beast_%28Disney_song%29" title="Beauty and the Beast (Disney song)"&gt;Beauty and the Beast&lt;/a&gt;" and the song "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Prayer_%28Celine_Dion_and_Andrea_Bocelli_song%29" title="The Prayer (Celine Dion and Andrea Bocelli song)"&gt;The Prayer&lt;/a&gt;" with &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Andrea_Bocelli" title="Andrea Bocelli"&gt;Andre&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2 style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="mw-headline"&gt;Record sellouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Céline Dion set a record in the history of Canada, when she sold out all her &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Montreal" title="Montreal"&gt;Montreal&lt;/a&gt; shows in only a few minutes.&lt;sup id="_ref-3" class="reference"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taking_Chances_Tour#_note-3" title=""&gt;[4]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/sup&gt; After further shows being added, bringing the total to 8, Montreal's audience became the largest on the tour with 160,000 spectators.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Other Canadian concerts were also sold out immediately, prompting another dates to be added. That includes: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Edmonton" title="Edmonton"&gt;Edmonton&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vancouver" title="Vancouver"&gt;Vancouver&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Winnipeg" title="Winnipeg"&gt;Winnipeg&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In the U.S., second dates were announced in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_York_City" title="New York City"&gt;New York City&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Uniondale%2C_New_York" title="Uniondale, New York"&gt;Uniondale&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Boston%2C_Massachusetts" title="Boston, Massachusetts"&gt;Boston&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Newark%2C_New_Jersey" title="Newark, New Jersey"&gt;Newark&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;In Europe, tickets for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Manchester" title="Manchester"&gt;Manchester&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/London" title="London"&gt;London&lt;/a&gt; were also sold out in few minutes. Two new dates were added on the same day. The 54,000 tickets in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dublin" title="Dublin"&gt;Dublin&lt;/a&gt; were sold out in 3 hours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A second concert date has been announced for &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sydney" title="Sydney"&gt;Sydney&lt;/a&gt; in Australia as well.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dion's world tour is among the biggest music events ever hosted in &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/South_Africa" title="South Africa"&gt;South Africa&lt;/a&gt;, with more than 380,000 tickets on sale. After ticket sales exceeded expectations, another (ninth) date was added also there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table style="width: 461px; height: 142px; text-align: left; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px;" class="wikitable"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr align="center" bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;td colspan="6"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Asia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/April_8" title="April 8"&gt;April 8&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/2008" title="2008"&gt;2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kuala_Lumpur" title="Kuala Lumpur"&gt;Kuala Lumpur&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Malaysia" title="Malaysia"&gt;Malaysia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stadium_Merdeka" title="Stadium Merdeka"&gt;Stadium Merdeka&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;tr&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt; &lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GUESS WHAT............... I GOT THE TICKET!!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; C U guys THERE!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-8560908363523326934?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/8560908363523326934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=8560908363523326934&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8560908363523326934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8560908363523326934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/03/celine-dions-taking-chances-world-tour.html' title='Celine Dion&apos;s Taking Chances World Tour 2008'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8-zASz6-TI/AAAAAAAAAZk/YvST-tChLLc/s72-c/Celineflyer._V5164151_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-6594844658957018024</id><published>2008-03-04T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:52.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backstreet's Back Alright!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R85Sziz6-RI/AAAAAAAAAZU/03Hn0hxcoDo/s1600-h/IMG_0275.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R85Sziz6-RI/AAAAAAAAAZU/03Hn0hxcoDo/s400/IMG_0275.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174164067366664466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last Wednesday (Feb 27th) after 15 YEARS of waiting, finally, the much anticipated .. the ultimate boygroup *sesuai ker lagi panggil BOY*.. touched down in malaysia *well not their first time anyway*.... BACKSTREET BOYS is on tour for their latest album UNBREAKABLE.... and guess what, i went for the concert.........yipppeeeee!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i know that BSB is no longer THE boy group... but they remain one of the biggest selling group ever with more than 77 million copies of their albums worldwide... with many2 hits singles.... and a HUGE fan base in ASIA especially Malaysia..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell u the truth, i was not really a fan.... my sister was the biggest fan of them... but i grew up with their songs.... It brings back sooo much memories hearing the songs again...... sigh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the rain earlier, bout 5000 die hard fans, lined up to get into the Surf Lagoon at Sunway Lagoon.......... we were lucky to get in quite early despite coming a bit late *jumping q of course*.. tee..hee.... shhhhhhhh!!.. and we managed to squeeze our way through to just beside the VIP's enclosure... to get a good view of them.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say that it was among the best concert that i have been to in my life......... they were very energetic and u can clearly see that they enjoyed themselves throughout the entire 1 hour and 45mins show.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despite the CRITICS of the STUPID reporter in the daily newspaper, i found that the group still have their magic touch and moves to show us the FAN!!!......... Its is understood that they are promoting their new album here, hence, of course they will sing more of their new songs which i found very interesting......... But of course, when they rendered their past hits, the crowd went crazy.......... moi included... heh..heh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I first got to know about the concert in the radio.. the DJ's is making a competition of who can sing well their new songs and the person will win fully paid trips to HAWAII to BSB's concert... my sister went hysterics and really wish that she can go to the concert.................... True enough, her prayers is answered........ and apparently she had fulfilled one of her lifelong dreams to go to BSB's concert......... Im very happy to be able to go with her.. and Fendi a.k.a Kak Juhara..... we had an ecstatic time there.......... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO, below are some of the pics that i took during the concerts to be enjoyed by u guys..... so, enjoyssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R85OCSz698I/AAAAAAAAAWs/eCUWSO0s6f8/s1600-h/IMG_0157.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R85OCSz698I/AAAAAAAAAWs/eCUWSO0s6f8/s400/IMG_0157.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174158823211595714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R85OUCz699I/AAAAAAAAAW0/lhtsKYe94Rw/s1600-h/IMG_0165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R85OUCz699I/AAAAAAAAAW0/lhtsKYe94Rw/s400/IMG_0165.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174159128154273746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R85SEyz6-QI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ZLeyZmKi7HA/s1600-h/IMG_0166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R85SEyz6-QI/AAAAAAAAAZM/ZLeyZmKi7HA/s400/IMG_0166.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174163264207780098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R85R7iz6-PI/AAAAAAAAAZE/8v3dbanGUIA/s1600-h/IMG_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R85R7iz6-PI/AAAAAAAAAZE/8v3dbanGUIA/s400/IMG_0167.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174163105293990130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R85RuCz6-OI/AAAAAAAAAY8/2964usypT7c/s1600-h/IMG_0177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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It was very the merries githoo..... dengar crite, it was impromptu plan...plannya in the first place, hanya nak melibatkan kawan-kawan terdekat sajork... tapi, sudahnya, hambek korang, almost all of CORE group dan sewaktu dengannya turun malam itew... aqaq2, hadek2.. mak hayam, mahupun fish kids, semuanya telah meluangkan masa untuk berBBQ disulami oleh laharan, tomahan, charutan dan kejadian2 yang kita ingat kat dalam drama swasta jerk yang ado.. ghupenyer LIFE githoo.... kannnnnnnnn. BUt it was really2 fun to congregate and spend time togather on weekends like that. Ala, cover charge pun very the murs-murs sajork..... only RM10, kalau makan kat fast food dapat ker uolsss dengan harge tuh kannnnnnnnnnnnnn!!!... heh....heh.. So, enjoys the pics below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83uYCz695I/AAAAAAAAAWU/o9EIYo-GFEc/s1600-h/IMG_0347.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83uYCz695I/AAAAAAAAAWU/o9EIYo-GFEc/s400/IMG_0347.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174053643757483922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        *Merries Githoo*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83uLiz694I/AAAAAAAAAWM/NJ5dTiK4GC0/s1600-h/IMG_0346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83uLiz694I/AAAAAAAAAWM/NJ5dTiK4GC0/s400/IMG_0346.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174053429009119106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                            * suka pose2 banyak2 kann*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83t_iz693I/AAAAAAAAAWE/8VW76_h3Idc/s1600-h/IMG_0304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83t_iz693I/AAAAAAAAAWE/8VW76_h3Idc/s400/IMG_0304.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174053222850688882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                     *tangan saper lah yang "GAGAH" bebenor tuh!!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83tzSz692I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Mb1cjuRp7o8/s1600-h/IMG_0310.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83tzSz692I/AAAAAAAAAV8/Mb1cjuRp7o8/s400/IMG_0310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174053012397291362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                              *Aqeem.... ko tunjuk hapa tuh??.. puting tetek Ward kewww??.. ahaks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83tnyz691I/AAAAAAAAAV0/peQFJympUmU/s1600-h/IMG_0314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83tnyz691I/AAAAAAAAAV0/peQFJympUmU/s400/IMG_0314.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174052814828795730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                  * Merries2 dibawah kesamaran cahaya lampu di tepi pool*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83xtCz697I/AAAAAAAAAWk/n5jnQB9NpGQ/s1600-h/IMG_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83xtCz697I/AAAAAAAAAWk/n5jnQB9NpGQ/s400/IMG_0306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174057303069620146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Tetap nak hambik gambar sendiri kannnnn.. nasib baik ader flash... whooopssttt.. heh..heh..*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83tKSz69yI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5b7JdGvNPqU/s1600-h/IMG_0316.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83tKSz69yI/AAAAAAAAAVc/5b7JdGvNPqU/s400/IMG_0316.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174052308022654754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                  *Jemput makan uolsssssssssssss*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83tACz69xI/AAAAAAAAAVU/8_bfMq3Gdug/s1600-h/IMG_0319.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83tACz69xI/AAAAAAAAAVU/8_bfMq3Gdug/s400/IMG_0319.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174052131928995602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                          * Tuan Rumah with the funny face... chantek gambar 3 orang nih kannnn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83s1iz69wI/AAAAAAAAAVM/W8VFqx3gW04/s1600-h/IMG_0321.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83s1iz69wI/AAAAAAAAAVM/W8VFqx3gW04/s400/IMG_0321.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174051951540369154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           * AIyohhhh??....... belum kul 12 malam dah ting-tong ker uolsss..... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83smyz69vI/AAAAAAAAAVE/P2fx7oYRx9Q/s1600-h/IMG_0335.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83smyz69vI/AAAAAAAAAVE/P2fx7oYRx9Q/s400/IMG_0335.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174051698137298674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                     *Ratew2 ditepian tangga. mesti teringat zaman2 masuk miss kannnnnnn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83sYSz69uI/AAAAAAAAAU8/kJdoRRkTCaU/s1600-h/IMG_0329.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83sYSz69uI/AAAAAAAAAU8/kJdoRRkTCaU/s400/IMG_0329.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174051449029195490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*aper-aperpun, minyak kew, asap ker, percik ker, perap ker,.. make-up tetep MAMPAN occay!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83sHCz69tI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wFoeDW17qPU/s1600-h/IMG_0334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83sHCz69tI/AAAAAAAAAU0/wFoeDW17qPU/s400/IMG_0334.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174051152676452050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                            *dan akhirnya.. diumumkan finalist2 Fukee Remaja..... (remaja kewww??)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83r5Sz69sI/AAAAAAAAAUs/IFS61jbt9y0/s1600-h/IMG_0336.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83r5Sz69sI/AAAAAAAAAUs/IFS61jbt9y0/s400/IMG_0336.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174050916453250754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         *muahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83rmyz69rI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_f2IZKgOP44/s1600-h/IMG_0339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83rmyz69rI/AAAAAAAAAUk/_f2IZKgOP44/s400/IMG_0339.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174050598625670834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    *hadek2 pantang nampak kamera kan.. terus serbu.... !!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83rcCz69qI/AAAAAAAAAUc/JpzZw4ZtL0Q/s1600-h/IMG_0341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83rcCz69qI/AAAAAAAAAUc/JpzZw4ZtL0Q/s400/IMG_0341.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174050413942077090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                          *MUKHSIN* (Segmen drama swasta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83rSiz69pI/AAAAAAAAAUU/wAP9kgeFAh4/s1600-h/IMG_0342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83rSiz69pI/AAAAAAAAAUU/wAP9kgeFAh4/s400/IMG_0342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174050250733319826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                 *Cintaku tak terbalas.... ;)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83rEiz69oI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ECZyoYb75Is/s1600-h/IMG_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83rEiz69oI/AAAAAAAAAUM/ECZyoYb75Is/s400/IMG_0344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174050010215151234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                           U say JUMP... i say HOW HIGH?????..... heh...heh.....*Match made in heaven*&lt;br /&gt;                                                    (matilah kene pelangkung ngan Danny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83q5Sz69nI/AAAAAAAAAUE/JUxUIkue7ts/s1600-h/IMG_0345.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83q5Sz69nI/AAAAAAAAAUE/JUxUIkue7ts/s400/IMG_0345.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174049816941622898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                    *Akhirnya cinta beralih arah..............ahaksssssss!!* *Dah.. segmen drama&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                    dah tamat!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83qqSz69mI/AAAAAAAAAT8/zYfvNNDRGug/s1600-h/IMG_0355.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83qqSz69mI/AAAAAAAAAT8/zYfvNNDRGug/s400/IMG_0355.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174049559243585122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                      *Rasa cam sumbody is missing... owh ya.. IDAN..... dimanakah ko......???*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83qYSz69lI/AAAAAAAAAT0/zJc3dQIT9SM/s1600-h/IMG_0354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83qYSz69lI/AAAAAAAAAT0/zJc3dQIT9SM/s320/IMG_0354.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174049250005939794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                          *Merries*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83qNSz69kI/AAAAAAAAATs/ByDkeD5NI5k/s1600-h/IMG_0357.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83qNSz69kI/AAAAAAAAATs/ByDkeD5NI5k/s320/IMG_0357.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174049061027378754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nota kaki:  Quote2 dibawah gegambar itew semua hanyalah sekadar rekaan semata2.... tiada kene mengena samada yang masih hidup atau belum lahir..... *DAMAGE CONTROL!!!* katanya..... hi....hi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-680086915022145202?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/680086915022145202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=680086915022145202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/680086915022145202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/680086915022145202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/03/barbecue-nisas-place.html' title='Barbecue @ Nisa&apos;s Place.'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R83uYCz695I/AAAAAAAAAWU/o9EIYo-GFEc/s72-c/IMG_0347.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-9160778408263314502</id><published>2008-03-02T17:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:55.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris, je t'aime!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8tQ6ERfbrI/AAAAAAAAATk/0sr00RjE7C4/s1600-h/paris-je-taime-big-poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8tQ6ERfbrI/AAAAAAAAATk/0sr00RjE7C4/s400/paris-je-taime-big-poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173317555474886322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Paris, jet’aime, which means “I Love You” in English is a movie made out of eighteen short films set in different arrondissements.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The short films are within a few minutes each but mind you that this film is only for those die-hard fans of romance and Paris, of course. Oui, Paris et roman. Comprenez-vous?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As the intorduction goes......."Paris, is the city for the lovers of food, the lovers of fashion, the lovers of arts, the lovers of history and most of all, the city for the lovers of love."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;With 21 directors including Gurinder Chadha, Sylvain Chomet, Joel and Ethan Coen, Wes Craven, Alfonso Cuarón, Alexander Payne, Tom Tykwer, Walter Salles and Gus Van San and many actors including Natalie Portman, Elijah Wood, Juliette Binoche among others, the film is worth watching despite the fact that it’s not for everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Personally, i found the storyline of each narrative is very intriguing. I went into the cinema with an open mind and surprisingly, the numerous ( 18 films to be exact) films did have one single point in mind .. which is LOVE!!!... It shows us the different facets of love that existed.... Love between a MAN AND WOMAN....   Love between a man and another man.. love between a mother and a child.. love between a blind man and a gorgeous actress... love between a female vampire and a normal man..... love between  a man with his lover and dying wife.....and the most of it all, love between a woman to the city of PARIS itself.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without being a spoiler, i urged my friends out there.. to go and watch this movie... of course, in the end, its not everyones cuppa tea, but the impact of the films really made me think bout how LOVE evolves arounds us daily.. and coming out of the cinema, u cant help but feeling being loved...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is some of the write up on the movie that i found in the net........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Paris, je t'aime is about the plurality of cinema in one mythic location: Paris, the City of Love. Twenty filmmakers will bring their own personal touch, underlining the wide variety of styles, genres, encounters and the various atmospheres and lifestyles that prevail in the neighborhoods of Paris. Each director has been given five minutes of freedom, and we, as producers, carry the responsibility of weaving a single narrative unit out of those twenty moments. The 20 films will not appear in the order of the arrondissements, from one to twenty, but rather, in a pertinent narrative order, initially unknown to the audience. They will be fused together by transitional interstitial sequences, and also via the introduction and epilogue sequences of the feature film. Each transition will begin with the last shot of the previous film and will end with the first shot of the following film, and will have a threefold function: 1) The first is to extend the enchantment and the emotion of the previous segment, 2) The second is to prepare the audience for the surprise of the next segment, and 3) The third is to provide a general, comfortable and cohesive atmosphere to the feature film. The delightful and brief interludes of these transitions will enable the viewer to slide from one world to the next, featuring a recurring and unexpected character. This mysterious character is a witness to the Parisian life and helps create a continuous narration. It appears both in and in-between the films. In addition to the information these transitions will provide about the city and its people, their tone will be intentionally light often referring to famous scenes easily attributed to the history of Paris cinema. Similar specifications will be followed by the composer who will supervise the musical fusion between the films and the transitions as he creates the musical score of Paris, je t'aime. Considering the common theme of Paris and Love, the fusion between the films and the transitions, the fast pace of a fluid and complete storytelling, Paris, je t'aime will not be just another "anthology" picture. It will be a unique collective feature film that will constitute a two-hour cinematographic spectacle whose original structure will make for a dramatically different experience for its global audience.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"&gt;*****************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-9160778408263314502?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/9160778408263314502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=9160778408263314502&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/9160778408263314502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/9160778408263314502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/03/paris-je-taime.html' title='Paris, je t&apos;aime!!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8tQ6ERfbrI/AAAAAAAAATk/0sr00RjE7C4/s72-c/paris-je-taime-big-poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-2068712082289722318</id><published>2008-02-28T23:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:55.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leap Year!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8ewGkRfboI/AAAAAAAAATM/p0xtLCXEvkg/s1600-h/wdw_leap_year.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8ewGkRfboI/AAAAAAAAATM/p0xtLCXEvkg/s400/wdw_leap_year.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172296323921047170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No.. I'm not fortunate enough *well.. depends on one's view*... to be born on &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;February 29th&lt;/span&gt;.... but guess &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;what &lt;/span&gt;TODAY&lt;/span&gt; is  Leap Year!!... A date which comes by &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;every 4 years&lt;/span&gt;... and of course i have to post this as a reminder to myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8ewuURfbpI/AAAAAAAAATU/6Blx5BoBs1o/s1600-h/nfo0122l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8ewuURfbpI/AAAAAAAAATU/6Blx5BoBs1o/s320/nfo0122l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172297006820847250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So guys *and gals*..&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; HAPPY LEAP YEAR!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8exMkRfbqI/AAAAAAAAATc/nPlEBlTxfCo/s1600-h/rma0042l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8exMkRfbqI/AAAAAAAAATc/nPlEBlTxfCo/s320/rma0042l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172297526511890082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, i will update my post on my Backstreeet Boys Concert pics which by the way is so totally awesome, superb, spectacular event which we've been waiting for 15 years to materialised *well, my sis is the one who've been waiting that is* and other happenings soon!!!........ muahhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s; no wonder lah me and certain other people got lucky at sawana last nite!!.. *whopsssttt sawana lagi kerrr...* ahakssssss........ for sure, last nite was a BLAST!!... heh...heh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question:.. Is there such a group as "Sawana Anonymous"?... *matilah konfesi ketagihan*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-2068712082289722318?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/2068712082289722318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=2068712082289722318&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2068712082289722318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/2068712082289722318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/02/leap-year.html' title='Leap Year!!!!'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8ewGkRfboI/AAAAAAAAATM/p0xtLCXEvkg/s72-c/wdw_leap_year.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-8295339055118094427</id><published>2008-02-26T21:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:57.364-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dayang's Show @ Planet Hollywood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T9r4w7OuI/AAAAAAAAATE/OoINDzgJWn0/s1600-h/l_e6da141719b776a80ed5306aa3bc60a6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T9r4w7OuI/AAAAAAAAATE/OoINDzgJWn0/s400/l_e6da141719b776a80ed5306aa3bc60a6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171537202541968098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8TzW4w7OmI/AAAAAAAAASE/C55o4N0qSP8/s1600-h/IMG_0137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8TzW4w7OmI/AAAAAAAAASE/C55o4N0qSP8/s400/IMG_0137.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171525846648437346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                            *Me and my "gurlfriend"*... heh......heh..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8Tzo4w7OnI/AAAAAAAAASM/zgr_kABN58w/s1600-h/IMG_0107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8Tzo4w7OnI/AAAAAAAAASM/zgr_kABN58w/s400/IMG_0107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171526155886082674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                               *My other "Gurlfriends*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T0LIw7OoI/AAAAAAAAASU/oeStQR05XsA/s1600-h/IMG_0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T0LIw7OoI/AAAAAAAAASU/oeStQR05XsA/s400/IMG_0110.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171526744296602242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                           *Matilah jadi Paparazzi kejapst..... heh...heh... *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T0dow7OpI/AAAAAAAAASc/IeRuElxCIhk/s1600-h/IMG_0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T0dow7OpI/AAAAAAAAASc/IeRuElxCIhk/s400/IMG_0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171527062124182162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                       *sedap ker uolsssssssssss???*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T0xYw7OqI/AAAAAAAAASk/vrROcnZVJhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T0xYw7OqI/AAAAAAAAASk/vrROcnZVJhQ/s400/IMG_0125.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171527401426598562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                   *i totally blame the camera!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T1EYw7OrI/AAAAAAAAASs/KyvHf9LMJzM/s1600-h/IMG_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T1EYw7OrI/AAAAAAAAASs/KyvHf9LMJzM/s400/IMG_0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171527727844113074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                               *no matter what people say, Ur always my sweetheart!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T1ZYw7OsI/AAAAAAAAAS0/S9tGFLh4fMo/s1600-h/IMG_0138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T1ZYw7OsI/AAAAAAAAAS0/S9tGFLh4fMo/s400/IMG_0138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171528088621365954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                        *the person that matters most........ Kak Liza D' Diva (Dayang's Manager)*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T1wow7OtI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZL-bYI-FOYI/s1600-h/IMG_0139.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T1wow7OtI/AAAAAAAAAS8/ZL-bYI-FOYI/s400/IMG_0139.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171528488053324498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                           *Happy Bunch!!*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-8295339055118094427?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/8295339055118094427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=8295339055118094427&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8295339055118094427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/8295339055118094427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/02/dayangs-show-planet-hollywood.html' title='Dayang&apos;s Show @ Planet Hollywood'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8T9r4w7OuI/AAAAAAAAATE/OoINDzgJWn0/s72-c/l_e6da141719b776a80ed5306aa3bc60a6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-6267069296253963919</id><published>2008-02-25T22:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:57.715-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8OxnYw7OhI/AAAAAAAAARc/071AFJHmsB4/s1600-h/stickmen-holding-hands-peace-shirt-pi_mg-2_PI69.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8OxnYw7OhI/AAAAAAAAARc/071AFJHmsB4/s400/stickmen-holding-hands-peace-shirt-pi_mg-2_PI69.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171172087372134930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;1) I love you....&lt;br /&gt;2) i love ur blue eys&lt;br /&gt;3) love your blond hair&lt;br /&gt;4) love your body&lt;br /&gt;5)love your smile&lt;br /&gt;6) love your sense of humor&lt;br /&gt;7) love your intellect...&lt;br /&gt;8) love your spirit.. of freedom&lt;br /&gt;9) love your kisses&lt;br /&gt;10) love your smell&lt;br /&gt;11) love your sincerity&lt;br /&gt;12) love your openness&lt;br /&gt;13) love your understanding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8O03ow7OjI/AAAAAAAAARs/GMxqYxtsd7w/s1600-h/71330,1160477935,10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8O03ow7OjI/AAAAAAAAARs/GMxqYxtsd7w/s200/71330,1160477935,10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171175665079892530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;you see.... i LOVE everything bout you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never believe in love at first sight.... but now i do...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought that i would need/want somebody.. but now i WANT you.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell you the truth, almost everyday, i think of you.. i even dreamt of you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some days, i felt like i want you soooo much by my side, but in reality, ur so far away,, but i feel that is ok .. as long as i have you in my heart.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you always managed to make me feel special.. everytime that u call or taxt msg ... i always smile and feel so FULL....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun care what size are you... i dun care how u look like... but as long as u promise to take care of urself and ur health, i feel very happy.... ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u are the last thought in my mind before i go to sleep and the first thought in my mind when i wake up in the morning........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything that i do, i always think of you.... especially when im looking at happy couples holding hands togather....i know tht sumday, we'll be togather like that.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;regardless of anything or everything, i LOVE you too much dear....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im always forever be yours....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/21033472-6267069296253963919?l=phuntort.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/feeds/6267069296253963919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=21033472&amp;postID=6267069296253963919&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/6267069296253963919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/21033472/posts/default/6267069296253963919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://phuntort.blogspot.com/2008/02/feeling.html' title='Feelings'/><author><name>Deen</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08848747824687612527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lXiMJYns0uU/TrD8qFSc8SI/AAAAAAAABSo/QoZJpxNaiiI/s220/DSC00522.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R8OxnYw7OhI/AAAAAAAAARc/071AFJHmsB4/s72-c/stickmen-holding-hands-peace-shirt-pi_mg-2_PI69.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21033472.post-7912667731430335945</id><published>2008-02-19T17:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T02:33:57.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sawana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R7uBd4w7OfI/AAAAAAAAARM/USbF3KzlBmQ/s1600-h/sawana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R7uBd4w7OfI/AAAAAAAAARM/USbF3KzlBmQ/s400/sawana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168867347791559154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;*perbualan telephone antara mek and s****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mek: Heloow uolsss... busy kerrrr??....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: Biasa jer.... naper uolsss..... tak balik lagi kerrr??.. ader plan kerrr??....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mek: ermm.. sebenarnye, weolss telefon nih ader hajat uolsss..... mek sebenarnye, tetiba dapat idea.. mek rasa cam nak gi sawana jer uolsss.. nak teman mek tak??.... mek rindew plak ala2 rileks2 dalam try steam room dan bilik gelap sawana itewww .... lagipun rasa macam sakit2 badan ler uolsss...stress ler uolsss *alasan pelbagai*... heh...heh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s: BAIKLAH!!!.. aku memang dok ajak hang dah lama dah kan... baru dapat hidayah ker nyehhh??.... yang penting mek akan segera diri muncul diofis ko nyehhh.... nantikan.....&lt;br /&gt;*terus letak telefon*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mek: erkkkkkkk *gigihnyerrrrr!!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, kawan mek tuh pun munculler diofis and bertolaklah weolss untuk mencari sawana yang hanya dua tiga tapak dari ofis mek...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tell uolss the truth, this will be only the second time yang iolss pergi ke sawana.. last time was years ago .. itewpun kerana nak menemankan kawan mek Avang Swiss itew yang gigih nak ke sawana kekdahnyer... . and i didnt like it sangat pun... not "my cup of tea" kekdahnya... but nevertheless, that experience has opened my eyes and all my senses in finding out kenapalah orang gigih sangat ke sawana itewwww..... Last time that i went, the place was a bit scary.... it was dark.. humid.... damp.. with lots of abang2 yang macam nak makan orang.... ahaks...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R7uGaYw7OgI/AAAAAAAAARU/HLPfAOTOMK8/s1600-h/sawana2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CcATfEAVm_Q/R7uGaYw7OgI/AAAAAAAAARU/HLPfAOTOMK8/s320/sawana2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168872785220155906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I knew that around my place, memang very the fofuler dengan sawana2 kekdahnya... so, mek pun ala2 mentawaf dua tige round untuk mencari yang sesuai.. nak harapkan kawan sendiri tuh, NON ADO tawwww sawana2 di Malaysia ini kekdahnya.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after futher contemplating.. and reviewing, we decided to go the the sawana with the bright ORANGE facade *nama dirahasiakan*... apparently, its quite popular among saunagoers..... the place was even mentioned in the net and therefore quite a number of foreigners do frequent there... mek suker ala2 international lite-lite githoo kann.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we went in.... the fee is considerably cheap.. just 20 hinggit jerrr.. we were given 2 towels each and locker for safe keeping our stuffs.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we were changing, sempat gaklah mencuci mata kat locker room tersebut.. heh..heh.. ada dua org mat salleh kendo yang amat menjanjikan... heh..heh.. nuthing much on the first floor.. only the changing room and soon to be cafe.... lepas ikat towel ketat2, weols pun panjat tangga naik ke tingkat 2..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;disebabkan its Monday, so, tempat itew tidaklah crowded yaamats... mek tgk ader lah beberapa orang Chee Cheong Fun *cino kekdahnya*.. yang memang mek taste *matila konfesi taste kulupans* heh..heh.... Di tingkat dua itew ada sauna room.. steam room... t.v room... air-cond room.... and mini library with books and magazines...*saper nak baca tatauler*... the place is quite interesting.. several private nooks and crannies to rendezous....ataupun untuk sesi chit-chat Azwan Ali, gedik santai.. mahupun Kwek Mambo kak nita... *whopssss*... its very dry and clean place.... further back, theres several shower stalls and spiral staircase to the rooftop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mek pun panjatler tangga kecil itew which barely fits me.. sesampai diatas, mek tgk ala2 konsep hutan hujan tropika githoo... very beautiful... the centre piece is the whirlpool jacuzzi.... "mek tak brani masuk. kene vogel kekdahnya*... ahaks... and ada ala2 ada place for massage.. open air diteduhi pepohon rendangssss... siap ader rainforest shower lagi dicelahan rimba2 itewww... kelastttt..... mek suker..... !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, im definitely not goin anyfuther on my story of what happens inside.. cuma yang mek nak kabor disiniew ialah, i had fun!!... *matilah takder sinopsis terlampau*...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after several hours of hot and  steamy session *no pun intended..heh
