<?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-1170328914058206676</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:41:26.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The way to haywire</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>263</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5797579295389822366</id><published>2009-05-02T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T02:29:57.414-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ive moved to&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lilacpopsicle.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://www.lilacpopsicle.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This blog, will be missed. Thank you for the years of good read.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and thank you, for reading this blog of mine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5797579295389822366?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5797579295389822366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5797579295389822366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5797579295389822366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5797579295389822366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/05/ive-moved-to-www.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-2195040778043086510</id><published>2009-04-29T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T03:20:27.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'>all time favourite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=andthisis.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/andthisis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes in life,You run across a love unknown,Without a reason, it seems like you, belong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This boy is my all time favourite. With you,my world is falling into place perfectly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8th of April will be a date to remeber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You mean the world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-2195040778043086510?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/2195040778043086510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=2195040778043086510' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2195040778043086510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2195040778043086510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-my-all-time-favourite-boy.html' title='all time favourite'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-3875748393371517812</id><published>2009-04-28T09:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T10:51:17.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nur Fatin Ajman Sayang Qamarul Arifin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sygawak.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=syggg.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=syggg-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=syg1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/syg1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I would give the world to be able to know how much you love me.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Basically today i shall put a stand to everything that's happening lately. Well, alot of people might not know that Nur Fatin Ajman is already attached, cause somehow or rather, guys at work still ask me out eventhough i turn them down like the 44th time. And they still don't get the friggin' clue. So, here i am stating my stand, like a woman. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yes, this very small heart of mine. Fits one only. And here i am publicly announce that i LOVE LOVE LOVE my Boyfriend; Qamarul Arifin loads. To my dearest bf, eventhough i'm not the most beautiful girlfriend you've ever had (&lt;em&gt;maybe i'm the most kicap gf everr)&lt;/em&gt; tonight i pledge to try my best to be a good girlfriend. I always tell myself that i will find what i'm looking for someday, and i'm glad that today that "someday" has arrived.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Like i said, loooking at you at the very first time, was looking at something i cant possibly have. Now that we're together there's nothing more i can wish for. I thought i gave up on love, but i became somebody through loving you. Now, somebody hand me a crystal ball, cause i want to know how much Qamarul Arifin loves me. &lt;em&gt;Hhahaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-3875748393371517812?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/3875748393371517812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=3875748393371517812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3875748393371517812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3875748393371517812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/nur-fatin-ajman-sayang-qamarul-arifin.html' title='Nur Fatin Ajman Sayang Qamarul Arifin'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1455024629578684274</id><published>2009-04-27T22:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:44:53.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>confused.</title><content type='html'>30th of March, someone actually ask me this while i was at work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her:" Ekh, kaw kenal Qamarul? Aku rase die add aku pat facebook."&lt;br /&gt;Me:"Tak ar.. Tu kawan Si Lizah, aku tak tau die sangat."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesteday the same person ask me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her:"ekh kaw ingat tak that day aku ade tanye kaw if kaw kenal Qamarul tak."&lt;br /&gt;me: "Ar..asal ar?"&lt;br /&gt;Her:" Tu kan matair kaw.. Ape bende yang kaw cakap kaw tak kenal die.Kaw okay tak?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHHAA...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-1455024629578684274?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1455024629578684274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1455024629578684274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1455024629578684274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1455024629578684274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/confused.html' title='confused.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1556296374632185654</id><published>2009-04-27T02:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:48:15.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A sick outing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Okay, i have re-edited this entry, cause apparently, i have received calls and messages that their names were spelt wrongly. HAHAHHA. Sorry ekh Aufa and Mathee :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Embrace yourself for loads of visuals. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=t1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/t1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ANOTHER AWSUMMMMM MEETUP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yestrday was like highlight of the week. Honestly we didn't even plan for yeterday to happen. On Tuesday, Me and Qamarul lunched at Pizzahut Siglap when i saw Hamizah working. So i told her that we should meet up together with Naz. So the initial plan was only me, naz and hamizah to meet up and watch 17 again. Surprisingly the plan didnt work out but it turn up even better then expacted. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=t2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/t2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=t3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/t3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me hani hamizah and naz decide that we should lunch at Pasta Mania and then, Hani had to head back to school and Hamizah had to go parkway. Honestly at this point of time, i think a fairy god mother actually flew past us, that out of the blue, Shu Shan and the bf; Aufa decide to join us. And then we met Nazurah later on, and she actually cancelled her plans to join us and then Hani to join us again after school. Now we're full strength, except for iskandar who usually spend time with us as well. So Naz being the organizer cancelled the idea of watching movie and we spent the night at east coast. :) I must say that was a fucking good impromptu plan everrrrr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=t4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/t4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This was when we had to wait for the arrival of ShuShan and Hani. And i was surprised to see Nazurah. Correct me if i'm worng, if i'm not mistaken, she was heading home from work. And Aufa was there as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, before we head for East Coast, we actually had to accompany Hamizah to parkway to get her stuff. So while Hamizah and Shalo was at Popular grabbing their stuff. Naz initiated that we should act like anak2 metropolitan. Hhahaha. Tak leh angkat. The fucking funny thing is that ShuShan was cluless of what anak metroploitan is, so Naz told her this " Aiya, nvermind, you just walk like gangster can already, your name is Ah Chong okay?" HAHAHHA. wtf. So Naz actually sang the anak metro song and do the stupid gangster walk along parkway. HAHAHA. And the matreps at the coffee shop were like staring at us. HAHAHA. Fucking kental and funny sia.Okay, now, we want to pose like those typical mina and mats. Aufa had to be our camera man. We friggin' got alot of attention from passerbys. Hahaha. Budak2 tak betol. hahahha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=t6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/t6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=t5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/t5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moving onnnn, we then got hungry and decide to settle for satay at East Coast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=t8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/t8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHAHAA. Ape apela ekh korang ni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At east coast we were actaully waiting for Qamarul and Mathee (Mizah's bf) to come and join us. But then it started to pour!! So we then had to come up with plan B, which was to tell Qamarul to meet at Tampines instead.HAHAHA. This part damn funny, tell you what happen.&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 we flag a cab and got into the cab.Heading towards Tampines ave 7, when Qamarul called me and say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"U, tell your cab jangan jalan teros dekat ngan Simei where bus 24 jalan, ade tree fall. A very big tree fall. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I said: Thank you and told everyone in the cab including the driver. But i told them this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" Ey, takmo jalan tempat simei ade tree fall."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So, we pass by the turn into Simei and the uncle said" ekh..like got nothing like that"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Naz: "Aiya i think inside inside simei got tree fall, nevermind uncle you go staright don't go inside."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And guess what, just as we left the turn and head straight the friggin tree fall was right infront of us!!! HAHAHAHA. The uncle was like AIYAAAAA. Just now nothing la, down here then got tree fall. Tell your friend he give wrong information. HAHAHHA. So we kind of got caught with the tree fall, selamat boleh uturn siak. hahah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Naz: Touching betol ekh Si Qamarul concern pasal kau, tapi salah information. &lt;em&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Shushan, Nazurah and Naz were already preparing to whack that Qamarul. Kesian sey, padahal aku rase aku dengar salah. hahhaa. So of course we told the entire story again when Hani , Hamizah, Aufa and Mathee drop from thier cab. We lepak at one of the tampines hut. hheheh. We laughed and laughed alottt that night. So they interviewed me and Qamarul insde out. Fucking funny. Here are some of the stupid qusetions they ask.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Eh, why ar you like fatin? Isit because of her belo? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Give 3 things you like bout fatin izit because, she's like Miss Africa, forever tak cukup kain, or izit because she's very very selenger nak mampos, izit because she's tall, izit because both of you work at airport?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahhahhahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Fatin? Dalam banyak2 mat yang kau date asal si Qamarul?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'Izit because of Fish and Chips?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;me: WTF..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"hahha, okayla, i give you couple a name"- The Fish and Chips couple.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Shushan and Alfa- The food park couple. Cause they like to eat and go to the park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;hahahahah. Go to the park?? hahhaa. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These names were created by the single ladies; Nazurah, Naz and Hani.Thank you anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mizah and Mathee got the most sporting couple award. Me and ShuShan thinks their answer was scripted. hahhahaa. Abes dorang da setahun nak malu ape! hahahhaa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=t7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/t7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I must say, it was a great night. We laughed alot that someone from the block had to actually shout " EY CAN KEEP QUIET ANOT" before we actually call it the day! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fucking fun. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-1556296374632185654?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1556296374632185654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1556296374632185654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1556296374632185654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1556296374632185654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/sick-outing.html' title='A sick outing'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-8074451010643426586</id><published>2009-04-25T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T20:50:34.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thebest.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/thebest.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my life is always messy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-8074451010643426586?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/8074451010643426586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=8074451010643426586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/8074451010643426586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/8074451010643426586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-is-it-wrong-for-attractive-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1469242585353591940</id><published>2009-04-25T19:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T19:58:22.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'>extreme humidity level</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Right now, i don't even feel like doing anything cause the weather is simply too hotttt! It swear it has been unbearable and i'm like forever sweating even when i just got out of shower. It's a bitch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-1469242585353591940?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1469242585353591940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1469242585353591940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1469242585353591940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1469242585353591940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/extreme-humidity-level.html' title='extreme humidity level'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5861568327229604075</id><published>2009-04-18T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T02:53:00.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of Orange and Purple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/c1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY AIDA, DARNI AND KHALIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday was Purple day! Heheh, referring to above picture, I had to actually rake up Rafta's archive to know who is bubbles, buttercup and blossom respectively. Well, i know rafta love's pink so, i suppose she's blossom, i don't really know why im bubbles when i don't love blue. Hahahhaa. Moving onnnn, 18april09 was a clean get together. Purple Versus Orange Day. And what's amazing is, everyone turn up in purple. Hhahaha. Only Darni in Orange. Then he said this "Next time kene reverse physcology, don't wear orange, and everyone will turn up in orange. Hahahaha." Macam faham.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/c2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=finandme.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/finandme.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So this mini party was at Labrador, City Beach Resort. I tell you the place is so ulu smpai the cab driver don't even know where. But if privacy is your main concern, this place is purrrfect. So apparently Me and Qamarul took a bus from Tampines to Vivo and then cab from Vivo to the resort. Macam tak sampai2 gitu. Hahahah. So the night went pretty well. The 6 of us, Rohaida, Darni, Rafta, Kahalil, Qamarul and me talk our way throught the night. Hahaha, Darni and Aida were like the comdeians.Hahaha, eventhough they are fucking lovey dovey mushy that night, they never fail to crack us up. On the downside, the wind wasn't on our side though. Panas giler. Played cards. Heart Attack sungguh tak perlu especially me and rafta was laughing and screaming our ass off. After 3rd game, everyone was like sweating, till they finally offered us to be in the room. Thanks ekh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/c3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me and Rafta decide to pay a visit in the toilet and do our thang'. Hahaha. While the guys had their guy talk outside. Meanwhile, Aida and Darni were cleaning the "house". hehehe. Well, both Darni and Aida thinks that me and rafta look alike. Hhahaha. And i think Qamarul and Khalil kind of look simillar. Hahahaha. Everyone pun macam smillar gitu. &lt;em&gt;Yela, kite semue sepusat sepusing, mak bapak lain lain je.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When i decide to camwhore with Qamarul's cap. Heheheh.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/c5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=C6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/C6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The ladies and the men. &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;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/c8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The couples for the night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=c10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/c10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=C7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=C7-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/C7-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It was an amazing night. Hearts you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The struggles I'm facing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The chances I'm taking&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes might knock me down&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But no, im not breaking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is an uphill battle. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-The climb.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5861568327229604075?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5861568327229604075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5861568327229604075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5861568327229604075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5861568327229604075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/battle-of-orange-and-purple.html' title='Battle of Orange and Purple.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-803481181067999555</id><published>2009-04-16T07:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T08:09:58.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>andandand</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Most of the time, i realised that i have nothing to wear when i open that exploding wardrobe of mine. So many clothes but nothing to wear. Seriously there's something wrong with me and the wardrobe everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's about time that i finally give a good thought on life. Well most of you must have thought/think/thinking that i'm over and done with the ex. Well, i'm very much impress with myself as well. Well, you can say you're partly right. Cause i don't give it a thought, except when i have long bus rides home, whereby i cant help and you have like sudden flashes of memories coming back to you instantly. Other than that, i don't really blame myself for the separation.Im glad my feelings fading for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Whoever comes are the right people.&lt;br /&gt;2. Whatever happens is the only thing that could have.&lt;br /&gt;3. Whenever it starts is the right time.&lt;br /&gt;4. When it's over, it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to remind myself this everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need another night of club.An orgasmic one puhleaseeee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-803481181067999555?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/803481181067999555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=803481181067999555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/803481181067999555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/803481181067999555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/andandand.html' title='andandand'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1481366915566144158</id><published>2009-04-15T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T12:40:09.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'>yet another club.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sj1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/sj1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear i pangkah st james on ladies night. Terrible shit. Our 4 hours at st james was pure buang mase. The friggin queue was friggin long. the friggin' club was friggin' pack. We search and search for lockers. No there wasnt any. Abes takkan nak joget ngan bag? Kicap seyyy. After 1 hours plus plus, we found amirool who generously offered to share his locker. So now, we thought we could rock that dancefloor. Guess what, we wasted a good 2 hours of finding a space to dance without getting brushed evry 5 seconds. anddd, no we didnt manage to find a good spot. At the end of 2 hours, we got friggin' thirsty. The friggin' queue at the bar was friggin' long la. And the pathetic thing was that, there was only one bar-tender. Now you tell me, at this point of time, which part darah tak menyirapp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sj3-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sj2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/sj2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only managed to finally settle down at 3am. Somewhere around that timing, i met alot of my working collegues.So we managed to have a good dance for about an hour. But i tell you, by this time the song suck so bad. I swear i wanted to slap the dj to wake-up. Selamat free, kalau kene bayar aku da menyumpah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sj4-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sj3-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/sj3-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at the end of the day, i was glad to spend another day with Rafta, Shira and my belovedd sister. Here's a shoutout to Rizal and Humairah, Thanks for coming down as well. :)) Love you people loads. I think the best part for that night was cam-whoring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafta: "Eeee..boring nye lagu...jom amek gamba lagik"&lt;br /&gt;hahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sj4-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/sj4-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guess it right, whenever the lagu mendak nak mampos, we'll just go snapping away. Hehhee. Till then night world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-1481366915566144158?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1481366915566144158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1481366915566144158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1481366915566144158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1481366915566144158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/yet-another-club.html' title='yet another club.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-3317399112006296456</id><published>2009-04-10T17:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T17:39:23.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll stick around</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=menrohaida.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/menrohaida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I'll try my best to be there on the 18. I hope i won't dissapoint you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Now, let's just cross our fingers and hope that that friggin' annual leave is granted.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-3317399112006296456?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/3317399112006296456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=3317399112006296456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3317399112006296456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3317399112006296456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/ill-stick-around.html' title='i&apos;ll stick around'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-4078782540878572493</id><published>2009-04-07T03:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T04:42:18.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dbl o rock my socks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Double O on thursday was orgasmic! :)) Like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=clubdblo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/clubdblo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So the night was brought to you by Aqilahshakini, Rafta, Shira, Nur Fatin and Qamarul. I sweared the reggae was awsomely-amazing. I thanked that it ended at 2:30am cause i might have dropped and roll on the floor if it end at 4:00am cause my leg da cramp giler la. Oh have been clubbin alot this April and now im broke!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dblo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/dblo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having you around, make things exceptionally amazing yaw' :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-4078782540878572493?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/4078782540878572493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=4078782540878572493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4078782540878572493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4078782540878572493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/dbl-o-rock-my-socks.html' title='dbl o rock my socks'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1690719737186892687</id><published>2009-04-04T03:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T03:39:00.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one fine day, a date.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=esplanade.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/esplanade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For 3 consecutive nights it has been awsumz with you. But yesterday's date beats the other nights. Everything just look brighter suddenly. This is wayyy better then magic.I guess you flavoured my entire week already. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-1690719737186892687?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1690719737186892687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1690719737186892687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1690719737186892687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1690719737186892687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/one-fine-day-date.html' title='one fine day, a date.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-6643340177536608054</id><published>2009-03-31T23:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T03:41:11.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the nightt</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thenighttt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/thenighttt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the night. Hearts everyone. We shall have another one soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-6643340177536608054?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/6643340177536608054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=6643340177536608054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6643340177536608054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6643340177536608054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/04/nightt.html' title='the nightt'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1348245580498325578</id><published>2009-03-28T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T02:08:21.817-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hoped the night won't end</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=grppic.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/grppic.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up and realised that its already aftrnoon. Im still shagged over yesterday's clubbing at St James. Anyway yesterday was ASUMMMMMZ with a capital A and helluva ride! Hahhaha.I met Lizah and her brother's friends at River Island Vivo. Becuase they were extremly late, we were not eligible for Power House due full-house. So we had to settle for Movida instead. Before i begin, there were 7 of us. 3 girls and 4 guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=grppic.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I swear the guys camwhored more then the ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sj2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/sj2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sj5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/sj5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So like mentioned, we were stranded in Movida before we can actually make our way through to Power House. &lt;em&gt;Ni la, lelaki lelaki ni semue lambat giler kalakan pompuan. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sj3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/sj3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sj4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/sj4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;The climax of yesterday happened when we were already in Power House. It was hell pack. Like very very pack. There were so many mats around. The last time i saw a sea of mats were back in DXO. but i guess that night, St james beats the record. In power house, Hasbi went missing. Don't know where he go la. Lizah, Qamarul, Najib and Me managed to find a space in the dance floor. And i must say the songs were greatttttt. Oh i didnt mention this ealrier, Zakariah had to go off cause her tunang was waiting for her outside. So it was down to 2 girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we were in the midst of dancing. Lizah was dancing with Najib and i was dancing with Qamarul when something strange happend. I was in the midst of dancing when i realised my moves were being restricted like totally. Soon i realised the back of my dress got caught with Qamarul's flyer(&lt;em&gt;is that how it's spelt&lt;/em&gt;) in other words, the lace of my dress got tangled into his jeans. It just won't get loose. HAHAHHA. Don't ask me how the grinding can become like that. For a good 5 minutes i was trying to fix the problem. Both of us were mending it in the middle of the dance floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lizah: Ape korang due due nga buat ni?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Huh? Ni ar dress aku tersangkot pat die.&lt;br /&gt;Qamarul: HAHAHA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks like i'm fondling with his crotch. Like what the fuck. Cause i was dancing in a way that my back is facing him/his front facing my back(&lt;em&gt;whichever la&lt;/em&gt;), therefore it was harder for me to get it untangled. Such weird incident. My entire life, when i grind/dance/whatever never ever my dress got caught with someone else pants. Hahaha. We had a good laugh on the dance floor. Hahaha. and guess what, it tore!! That dress was friggin' new! It was the first time i wore that dress. Hiaz. Such an experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sj6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/sj6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after club, we went for supper at Bukit Timah. was it? Fucking far la. Macam tkde tempat lain nk makan gitu. HAHAHA. And by this time everyone looked damn shagged as if we just rewang 10 majilis orang kahwin gitu. Till then, toodles.&lt;br /&gt;&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/1170328914058206676-1348245580498325578?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1348245580498325578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1348245580498325578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1348245580498325578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1348245580498325578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-woke-up-and-realised-that-its-already.html' title='i hoped the night won&apos;t end'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-2969361417709404752</id><published>2009-03-20T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T18:29:46.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's currently march. Infact it's gonna be april real soon. And i had no time to meet my BFF during my birthday &lt;em&gt;which was on february&lt;/em&gt;, yang touching nye dorang simpan birthday present aku sampai berhabok. Thank you so much Khairiyah Abdul Aziz and Anisah Sudarman. So we finnaly got the time to meet up, whereby everyone is free for good. So Anisah made a booking at Carousel for our Hight-Tea. And i must say food was goooood!! I usually settle for the dinner at Carousel but High Tea was exceptionally good as well :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i met up with Khairiyah at 2pm, and we wondered around FarEast while waiting for Anisah, the pre-school teacher to finish work. So i told Khai to make full use of her 6 megapixel camera fone. &lt;em&gt;Haahhaha. &lt;/em&gt;Well, my camera battery was flat. I only realise when im in the bus making my way to town. &lt;em&gt;Aku tau aku kental.buat berat je.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So Anisah finally turned up! And we eat eat eat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incase you don't know, im very much allergic to peanuts. Worse come to worse, my face will itch and breakouts will apprear. But the other day my upper lip start to swell. (&lt;em&gt;i ate muah-chee&lt;/em&gt;) I swear i start panicking! Khairiyah was half panicked but that Anisah started laughing. Pantat. I swear it was the ugliest sight. But after much rinse at the toilet, it sort of died down. THANK GAWDDDD. I was already planning to take MC cause i don't wana go to work with an angelina jolie lips yang tak menjadi ekh. On another note, so they surprised me with my birthday presents!! It was like so many presents and a verry very pretty card!! And the best thing, the presents are very heavy. I had to carry them all by myself cause they insist not to help.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=card.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/card.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movinggg onn, we karaoked after that. Okay im preety virgin to Karoake. Well, i dont sing often, cause i cant sing for nuts. But impressively Khai knows alottt about Karoake. Tak padan seyyy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay i know, likesaid i always look drunk. Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/5-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, let me end my entry on a good note. I would like to thank Khai and Anisah for all the effort, for remembering me and being with me for 8 years. For supporting me for whatever i do and also believing in me. I love you and i will cherish this friendship forever :) May god bless us always.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Now, i got ngaji. Bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-2969361417709404752?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/2969361417709404752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=2969361417709404752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2969361417709404752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2969361417709404752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-currently-march.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-7879738062107570504</id><published>2009-03-19T19:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T19:43:44.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bali hangover</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Back from Denpasar; Bali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/b1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;3 friends, one destination. L to R : Hanifah, Rohaida and Nur Fatin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=b2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/b2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Likesaid; Very Tanned and Tired. I swear i was like tanned giler la. And i'm friggin lazy to collage the pictures. I'll promise to do it when i have the time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-7879738062107570504?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/7879738062107570504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=7879738062107570504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7879738062107570504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7879738062107570504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/03/bali-hangover.html' title='bali hangover'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-4467060608801756000</id><published>2009-03-15T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T08:17:10.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"I think part of the reason why we hold on to something so tight, for so long, is because we fear something so great will never happen again." - unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but then again, i must hope and have faith in future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-4467060608801756000?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/4467060608801756000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=4467060608801756000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4467060608801756000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4467060608801756000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/03/life.html' title='life.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-4892058244959605860</id><published>2009-03-13T23:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T04:39:47.758-07:00</updated><title type='text'>trying to find my way back home</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current mood&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lonely.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/lonely.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lonely&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Currently listening&lt;/strong&gt;: Dead and Gone-T.I&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=if_you_go_away_by_selcukgs.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/if_you_go_away_by_selcukgs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I've discovered my weakness now. Words cannot really described whatever i'm feeling though. All i need is a man to be by my side, to be with me for every step i take. My saving grace. Someone who can be my everything and more. Not just a man that's label-ed "boyfriend" for nothing. As for now, i do feel contented but at times this can be pressurising.I think i'm quite affected when i randomly blog hop and my friends host entries about their boyfriends,how long they have been together,how madly deeply in love they are. Well, i'm not complaining, that's selfish. Its really hard to pretend as if everything's okay. I told myself a million times to not give a fuck, but i cant. I always tell myself, there's always a better one. But now, i'm doubting myself even.I hate it when i'm skeptical. I'm missing out in love. I need someone to hear me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, please make everything easier for me. This is tough.&lt;br /&gt;I want to know my fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;NUMB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-4892058244959605860?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/4892058244959605860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=4892058244959605860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4892058244959605860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4892058244959605860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/03/trying-to-find-my-way-back-home.html' title='trying to find my way back home'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-2774742248435356993</id><published>2009-03-11T18:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T00:28:52.657-07:00</updated><title type='text'>let them talk.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARMY GUYS AND THIER STORIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kamal.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/kamal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So the day before i left for Bali i meet up with Fauzi cause he wanted me to accomany him to this Career Fair at Suntec. The last time i met Fauzi was during the fasting month. (&lt;em&gt;that was like mid-last year la) &lt;/em&gt;Okay, that picture above is not Fauzi, that's Fauzi's bestfriend; Kamal. &lt;em&gt;Hahahah. &lt;/em&gt;Cause apparently, this mat-rep deided to meet us at Suntec as well. So, this mat-rep and fauzi decided that they should spend some time with me before i make my way to Bali. Hahaha. Like Eddy said; "&lt;em&gt;Ala, pegi 4 hari macam 4 Bulan."&lt;/em&gt; Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So, after the Career Fair, we spent the next 4 hours at Mac Donald and another friend decide to join us. Erm.. i forgot his name, they call him An, so i assume his name should be Raihan. Its okay to be the only female but the big problem is, for the many hours i sit at Mc Donald, i had to listen to army stories and medic stories! I feel like taking the Mc Donald plasctic fork and stab myself. &lt;em&gt;hahaha.&lt;/em&gt; So i sat cross legged took my coke and listen to 3 guys talking about thier cant-be-help-miserable-ns-life. hahah. You know, what's surprising, i think they gossip more than girls la. Hahaha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;What i learnt and derieve after 4 hours, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;x Drivers in army are step-sachok people and they are sickiest men around&lt;em&gt;.(because they aeren't drivers, so they claim others kental.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;x They like to go naked. &lt;em&gt;(I won't go into detail its like so disgusting)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;x Short form of seargent is- Gent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;x Foot-rot is common.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;x There's such a thing called duty, outfield and audit. And they don't seem to like it if any of these is taking place. Cause they will complain like this " ala, aku ade outfield/duty/audit" (&lt;em&gt; i cant differentiate&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;x Medics are like nurses and doctors. (&lt;em&gt;except they are paid lesser&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;x Fauzi had to literally tell me how they take temperature via, the &lt;em&gt;you-know-where.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;(eeeww!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;x They spent alot of thier time in the jungle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;x I thought i was the only one who was afraid of the non-existance, they were just the same.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;x If they are afraid, they will sleep together on the same bed. &lt;em&gt;(hahaha.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I think if i happen to spent another day with them, i'll go crazy. Anyway, thanks to Fauzi, who finally realised i was at the verge of stabbing myself make the other 2 men to stop yakking bout their army life. Anyway, because Fauzi had his audit going on, he can't send me to the airport.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fauzi&lt;/strong&gt;:" I'm sorry i cant send you, i ade audit."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kamal&lt;/strong&gt;: "Da la kau kental, kalau aku, aku da anta. and aku memang nak anta die"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fauzi&lt;/strong&gt;:" Kau jagan mamcam faham. Kau world banyak."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Hahaha, most of the time, Fauzi and Kamal ended up in unnecessary arguments like this. But i must say i'm impressed with Kamal cause he actually overnight at my house the night before and help me do my packing and sent me off the next morning. Touching kan. Anyaway, my bali pictures won't be up that soon cause i've got work to settle. Till then toodles.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-2774742248435356993?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/2774742248435356993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=2774742248435356993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2774742248435356993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2774742248435356993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/03/back-from-bali.html' title='let them talk.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1549283047104833361</id><published>2009-03-07T05:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T05:41:28.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if only every man is like Haizad.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;There are a few ways that men can up their level of hotness and sex appeal, according to what I would like to think-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1&lt;/strong&gt;. Putting on a nicely-fitted long sleeve shirt.(&lt;em&gt;I swear its hell captivating&lt;/em&gt;). i just have a thing for guys who wears shirt; long-sleeved ones especially. -melts instantaneously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2&lt;/strong&gt;. I love men with an over-powering smell of their perfume PLUS a dimunitive smell of ciggarette.(&lt;em&gt;the smell is fucking hawt la. Like those you get in clubs&lt;/em&gt;.) So man-ly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3&lt;/strong&gt;. I hate man with bling bling. Gold is a straight turn-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;. I prefer piercing to tatoos. (&lt;em&gt;But not excessively.)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5&lt;/strong&gt;. I'll stick with tall and lean. Most importantly- the right size and height. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&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/1170328914058206676-1549283047104833361?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1549283047104833361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1549283047104833361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1549283047104833361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1549283047104833361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/03/someone-at-work-asked-me-this-what-are.html' title='if only every man is like Haizad.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-2135935651821145200</id><published>2009-03-07T00:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T04:26:00.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Timber on a friday night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Okay, i'm happy about yesterday. It didnt rain during the night. AWSSSUMZ. Yesterday night was Timber night with my lovely batch mates. The girls night out was rather impromtu i must say. Winnie managed to come out with the plan at -4hours to our reporting time. Apprently, Winnie and Sharinaz reached first while me and Lizah were still sleeping and only woke up at 9:30pm which was the supposed time to meet at city hall. Funny how, Sharinaz texted us a 4 page long on how to get to the place. It was so confusing. My blisters started to multiply as i walked. For the record, ive never been lost in town before &lt;em&gt;hor&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Visuals.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=timber5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=timbre1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=timber.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-1-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/Untitled-1-3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;First picture from left to right: Me, Winnie, Sharinaz and Lizah&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=girls.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/girls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Hello officers! :)))&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=timbre2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/timbre2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=timbre4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=timbre3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=timbre11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/timbre11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Me and Lizah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tibre12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/tibre12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its insane that we actually took like exactly 1 hour 30 mins to reach this place. We got no sense of direction la, at about 12:00am sharp, we ended up infront of Supper Club Mc Donald when someone shouted my name damn loud la. &lt;em&gt;Terkejot sey&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHA. Guess who shouted?!( &lt;em&gt;I think this question is more relevant for Aida since she's the only person whom i can think of that knows him.) &lt;/em&gt;It was Hairil la! Like OMG OMG OMG. Da lame giler la tk nampak die. HAHAHA. He look damn different la with little hair now, due to NS. hahaha. The last time, he stil had his blonde highlights. hahahah. Skarang da all black sey. Oh, if you want me to give an explanatory write-up about Hairil, i can bet with my toes it won't end. But to sum everything, we had a thing going on, like 2 or 3 years ago. Was it? Hhahah. He's hell fine la. Oh it reminds me how sexcited/excited we were back then. Aida if you get what i mean. &lt;em&gt;hahah. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I actually, rake up my old pictures, to finally mange to get hold of this picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HAIRIL-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/HAIRIL-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I think this was taken time-time second year poly like that. Don't ask me where we're from.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Movingg on, so he shouted my name from across the street la. Then we catch up for awhile kesian pulak si kakak lizah kene tunggu aku bebual ngan si Hairil. Anyway He actually managed to pull out the area map to show me the way to get to my final destination. Thanks ar. It was productive cause we finally made it. And that was where i met up with Sharinaz and Winnie. The gathering was plain clean fun. I hate how the girls can go for martinis, and vodkas and i had to settle for pespsi with a lemon cut. Sharinaz was hell idiotic la. She was saying. " &lt;em&gt;HAHAHAHA! Fatinn kau tk minum? Kau kental&lt;/em&gt;." She had to say that out so loud la! Incase you don't know, i don't drink for nuts. Seriously :D Friday was love.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-2135935651821145200?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/2135935651821145200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=2135935651821145200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2135935651821145200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2135935651821145200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/03/okay-im-happy-about-yesterday.html' title='Timber on a friday night'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-3382801084614219244</id><published>2009-03-06T00:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T02:17:20.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a learning journey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In one way or another, i'm trying to avoid having an introduction to my post thus far. Anyway, i think i have found myself in a plateau of emotions recently. So let me tap onto something stimulating for the mind. I've been thinking for a while, the root to why i wanted to pay Bali a visit. I realised that, the last time i told Aida the reason to why i wanted to go away from the reality world, was due to my emotional breakdown when i broke up sometime ago. So i kind-of need a breathe-er. I wanted to spend more time with myself and learn to love myself again. All i wanted was a good time spent with the bestfriend, cause afterall, she knows what it feels like being dumped by "the" boyfriend after building years after years after years of relationship. It sucked alot when you thought everything was perfectly fine and going on smoothly, but eventually that particular someone whom you set your hopes so high, washed his hands off in an instant. It feels like a dagger slit through your heart. I swear it felt worse then that. I hope the next one won't put me in such situation again. Now i doubt if there's ever a next one even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 years, being a silent spectator to this life i lead, i come to realise that, i'm weak in alot of aspect. I don't look physically good and smart enough like other girls. For heaven's sake, i don't own a degree qualification even. I'm not virtually good at making friends with guys. I think unlike other girls, i'm abit more conservative in this area. I must say, my girl-clique tend to be better off than me. Like said, i'm a wasted 21 yearold-kid who is nostalgic about her past, negligent on her present and nervous about her future. Come to think of it, i think i fall under the category of introvert and recluse. Sometimes i hate to pen down these jumble thoughts about my self-reflections, but it does makes me feel good in a way, cause i can't seem to express this to anyone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on top of all these negativity, i can comprehend that, Love from a significant other can and it does contribute to that overall happiness and that's what we all want to attain at the end of the day. I feel love everyday from my family, friends and GOD. and for that, I count my blessings. Yes sometimes I feel a little sad but generally I'm doing good. You know if it happens, it happens. I'm gonna do whatever that makes me happy and do it because I want to. Even if the happiness is just for a fleeting moment, that's okay. Life is short. I deserve to be happy and if I don't seize whatever opportunity I have, I might just regret it. True enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Don't get tricked into aksing him out. If he likes you, he'll do the asking."-Beth&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-3382801084614219244?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/3382801084614219244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=3382801084614219244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3382801084614219244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3382801084614219244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/03/its-learning-journey.html' title='its a learning journey'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5990517579171639652</id><published>2009-03-05T06:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T06:49:21.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'>family do matter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=i.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is very rare but two hours ago i prayed for a stranger's happiness.&lt;br /&gt;For what's its worth, it's worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5990517579171639652?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5990517579171639652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5990517579171639652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5990517579171639652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5990517579171639652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/03/family-do-matter.html' title='family do matter'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-4279061748353326935</id><published>2009-03-01T07:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:09:26.288-08:00</updated><title type='text'>love is unconditional</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hello March.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a confession to make.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On another note, humans have a funny habit of regression and repeating our habits, bad ones especially.You know, 1 month ago, i thought there is nothing to look forward to when i wake up in the morning, but i realised, life goes on and it's not that bad afterall. I'm content with life now. A happy girl indeed. Those bites left me with scars. But it's healing for good. I might not recognize this instantly but this is what they call a belssing in disguise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have 2 resloutions this week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) I want to watch &lt;em&gt;he's just not that into you&lt;/em&gt; before i go Bali&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) I want to clean my wardrobe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-4279061748353326935?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/4279061748353326935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=4279061748353326935' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4279061748353326935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4279061748353326935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-march.html' title='love is unconditional'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-6499175389235105557</id><published>2009-02-28T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-03T03:05:36.609-08:00</updated><title type='text'>When the world goes round and round</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Gooodmoring world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfish as it may sound, i actually, woke Aida up from her sleep, just to makesure she load the pictures in my photobucket. &lt;em&gt;Hahahah.&lt;/em&gt; Funny, why i'm awake at this hour, when i actually club the night before, and i didnt rest for the entire day yesterday.Maybe i'm called a superwoman for a reason.&lt;em&gt; HAHAHA&lt;/em&gt; Thanks to blogger, here i am, jotting my n-tries.Yesterday was, .. let me see, how should i say it, erm, more of a get together, like Aida mentioned, there were hiccups along the way, but it was still pretty alrite. Oh, rebel, is not up to my expectation. MOS, DXO, OBAR is wayy better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid-day, I was supposed to meet Eddy.&lt;em&gt; HAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;. Buttt, for some apparent reason, Batman only activates after 6. &lt;em&gt;HAHAHA&lt;/em&gt;. So i met him pretty late, but just in time for movie and a quick dinner. Oh, MY BLOODY VALENTINE 3D is not horror la, it's more of gruesome and full of yucks. I think the kick comes from having to watch the movie with the sqared 3D glasses.Anyway, the killing act, was definitely sick la, i spent most of times, covering my eyes. It's yuck yuck.(&lt;em&gt;is there another word to replace yuck-yuck?)&lt;/em&gt; I think i have to worry about my vocab and grammar, its deteriorating. To hell with spelling errors okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I must say the last few minutes of 28 february and the first few hours of 1st march was productive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=REBEL1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/REBEL1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After movie, we decide to club at Rebel. Oh, that was where i meet my powerpuff girls.I hate Aida, she, made me club with a skirt and a top. Abes dorang semue lawa-lawa pakai dress, aku pakai sakai. &lt;em&gt;Hhahaha.&lt;/em&gt;.But still, everyone was in black. Neat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rebel5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/rebel5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, two words: current addiction. &lt;em&gt;hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=REBEL2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/REBEL2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Did i mention, i envy Rafta alott!! She's so thin. Like thin thin. Like those you get when you watched ANTM.(America's next top model). JEALOUS OKAY. Something random; Oh, i saw Ramli my pri school friend. hahaha. Rafta and Aida, just have to go ga-ga over him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rebel6-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/rebel6-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh incase i didnt mention earlier, Helmi joined us in Rebel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I guess it's more of Eddy had to forced him &lt;em&gt;la&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So yesterday, there were 5. Me, Aida, Rafta, Eddy and Helmi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=REBEL3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/REBEL3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, mum was actually looking through my clubbing pictures, and she said that i look drunk than anyone else. This often happen and i always ended up looking drunk.&lt;em&gt;Hahahah.&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, eventhough, my bestfriend left earlier for someone that worth more than me, i still aprreciate her prescence, she still manage to make her way through and meet me eventhough, her boyfriend doesn't allow. Hahaha, something just ring my bell, she actually said this sometime ago. You see, we're both attached, and then we're single and then SHE'S attached again. And she got the nerve to tell me "Im always better then you at this." Hell true! &lt;em&gt;HAHAHA. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway Rohaida Rahmat, i love you like fat boys love cakes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my pollypockets(&lt;em&gt;aida and rafta&lt;/em&gt;). For fuck's sake even if both of you are attached, spare sometime for me la. I sound more like a beggar now. &lt;em&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rebel5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-6499175389235105557?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/6499175389235105557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=6499175389235105557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6499175389235105557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6499175389235105557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/02/gooodmoring-world.html' title='When the world goes round and round'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-7159276171758595006</id><published>2009-02-25T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T04:59:02.174-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fatinn.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/fatinn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm still getting used with my bangs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Okay, i decide to colour my hair and have bangs. Hahaha. I officially decide to move from side sweep to more back-to-school kind of look. Incase you're wondering, i had bangs when during my poly days. Oh man. I miss school like crazy. I miss eating at Mac canteen, i miss staying in school till late and walk down the carpark laughing over the slightest matter. Meeting my bestfriend at smoking corner. Damnit. Nevermind i'll embrace life as what had been planned for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Well, Oh well , a month has passed. Ey i'm actually single for a bloody month already lar! Im pretty impressed with myself being able to move on from my greatest fear.It feels good to a certain extent.Anywayy I don't really know what i was up to. The days seem to fly past.Fucking fast. I do wonder at times, what i have been up to but i'm left with more question marks.So i'll just leave that questions unanswered. Come to think of it, life's short. I still dont belive i'm moving on for good.You know,in a month i have meet guys of all types. The good, the funny, the perfect, the superman, the batman, the friend-oriented, the family-oriented and to sum all the guys, they are either medic/nurse. See, now i know who to rely on when i'm sick. &lt;em&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, valentines day was really unexpacted in alot of ways. I had a rose, at the stroke of midnight when i was actually sleeping already. I olny saw it the next morning. Thanks ya. And during in the aftrnoon, i went out with Eddy, i don't know but this guy caught my attention in alot of ways. I must say his Hell-impressive. So, ya.I hate to say this, but die punye army friends irritating giler-in a funny way i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this few days i feel very sad whenever i witness couples. I swear i miss the couple moments. you know the lovey dovey moments. It made me feel like i should give up with myself. Yesterday when i went for bowling, so there were couples everywhere. Well of course, i don't expact everyone to be in a breakup mode like i am. But looking at couples makes me feel so lonely in a sense that, i think i'm loosing myself. If you know what i mean. Somehow, it makes me feel so leftout and i kind of miss what it feels like to get hugs, kiss, caress. But i know, i can overcome this situation. Time is cure. Looking at my my bestie, aida and her bf made me ponder over alot of things. Im so happy she moved on. Im so happy she can finally start to feel love and beloved again. Aida, you're my bestfriend in alot of ways, eventhough the other time Darni doesnt allow you to go out with us. &lt;em&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;/em&gt;, Looking at you taking that small little steps in life, taking the courage to pull yourself together and leaving your past behind. moving on from a 6 year relationship, i admire your strength. And you'll always be my the other half. Cause im a weak banana and so are you (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-7159276171758595006?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/7159276171758595006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=7159276171758595006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7159276171758595006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7159276171758595006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-still-getting-used-with-my-bangs.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-7567304506627135858</id><published>2009-02-25T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T03:21:38.202-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE DAY I WORE SARI.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wedding2-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/wedding2-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love them like fat boys love chocolates.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, i think the header was pretty obvious. That Sunday was my fucking first time i wore a sari! Hahaha. Honestly, i wanted to wear just for the sake of dressing up. Hahaha. When actually can you wear a sari? Deepavali? &lt;em&gt;Hahahaha&lt;/em&gt;,so i wanted to wear to my frineds brother wedding. I mean, somehow are rather, they have this Bollywood theme, so why not, make full use of it :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Anyway, heres a piece of news. See, I'm going holiday to Denpasar on the second week of March. And we're hell excited about it. The thing is, we're somehow parted in a sense that, I had to go on Garuda and Aida had to go on Singapore Airlines.(cause apparently aida own a free ticket from Singapore Airline and i had to settle for the cheapest rate in town.) And, an hour ago, my travel agent called up and informed me that the Garuda flight actually got cancelled. I thought everything was ruined till he actually said this. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" Fatin, i'm sorry to inform you that your flight has been cancelled and we're glad to transfer you to Singapore Airlines! No additional charges."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Damnit! who on earth pays 300 Bucks lesser and still got onto a Singapore Airline flight. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love myself. Now i want to makeout with myself cause i dont own anyone! I swear today was my luckiest day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;twentyfifth february twentyzeronine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-7567304506627135858?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/7567304506627135858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=7567304506627135858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7567304506627135858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7567304506627135858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/02/what-luck.html' title='What luck'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-4198554482743078366</id><published>2009-02-09T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:58:31.187-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hello everyone. I guess my circle of friends kind of know that today the 10th of February marks my 21st Birthday. The legality age. I would like to Thank everyone for wishing me and remembering me. It's funny how the first person that wished me was the one i least expacted. Anyway, i guess its time for me to reflect alot about myself. Maybe, i've never been a good girldfriend for the past 3 years plus plus. perhaps i'm good but just not good enough for him. And maybe that's the reason why im being dumped by my boyfriend over the phone. Which just had to fall on my brithday and valentines day. I think i've grown so much to believe that, whatever reason behind all this hardship i've gone through. Its a blessing in disguise. That's how i would like to think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday, the ex-bf decided to call. I swear i've got nothing else to convey to him. I can't seem to accept another breakup in future and i gues this would be the last straw. For his own good and for myself as well. Moving on, from where i am now, is hell of a pain. But i respect whatever decisions one made for me and finally to learn to swallow that awfull truth. I appreciate each and everyone who has been there for me. Thank you very much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yours sincerely;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nur Fatin Ajman&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/1170328914058206676-4198554482743078366?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/4198554482743078366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=4198554482743078366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4198554482743078366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4198554482743078366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/02/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1723189900131473030</id><published>2009-02-09T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T21:25:34.232-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the reunion</title><content type='html'>Before i say anithing, let me tell how annoyed Naz when i host up an ntry about Wan and not the Chalet. She actually text me this today morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;" Woi bile kau nak update. Kau sibok kua ngan mamat tu, kau tak update gamba chalet."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally the chalet pictures are up for good. Naz wants me to feel guilty cause i didnt host up the entry which i had promised to do 5 days ago. Apparently chalet happen like last week or so. Hahaha. Okay. In summary, from the time i came, there were 5 girls and 20 boys. I know. The first thing that strike me was that i thought i was in the worng chalet till they stared shouting my name.. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chalet1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/chalet1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These were the first few people that i first saw when i step into Aloha Loyang. And i tell you i only know 20 percent of the people. The rest were complete strangers but, in 5 minutes, i felt like i've knew them 20 years ago. Okay, &lt;em&gt;aku tipu.&lt;/em&gt; HAHAHA. Okay, i was pretty impressed that the riders actually turned up for the chalet. Khush, Ali, Khaled and Labu were the only few guys that i know. Unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CHALET2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/CHALET2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, Naz were rocking the house inside out. I tell you, Chalet won't be called a chalet if it wasn't for her. She's so hilarious. Hahahha. Well, she named me Belo, i don't know for whatever reasons they have. Hhahaha. Oh okay, pardon me, i didnt mention this earlier on but the main chalet intention was to celebrate Hani and Zul's birthday rite? hahah. So, in the midst of my n-try im wishing you happy birthday may all your wishes and dreams come true. Amin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving onn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CHALET3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/CHALET3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, As i entered the room, there were another group of guys on their guitars. Trying their very very best to sing some jiwang songs. HAHAHA.i realised that my n-try sound like some picture oral conversation that i had to do back in primary school. Hahahha. My grammar and vocabulary confirm&lt;em&gt; karat. &lt;/em&gt;Incase i didnt highlight this to you, we actually didnt sleep for the entire night. We spent the night eating and eating and going to the loo. And by the next day, the number of girls drop from 5 to 3.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=CHALET4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/CHALET4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the remaining three was me, naz and zurah. Hahhaa. This was when we decide to karoake. And the guys were still half dead. I think we sure made everyone woke-up after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chalet5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/chalet5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our karoake, moved from just merely singing some Malay songs to dancing. Oh tell me, they, grind, they gelek, as though we had some dangdut songs. HAHAHHA. Look at Naz, i think she's having her fun time of her life, the part with labu. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chalet6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/chalet6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By this time, Mizah and Hani finally came back to the chalet and finally everyone came out with a common intention which was to swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chalet7groupshott.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/chalet7groupshott.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chalet8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/chalet8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so much laughter at the pool. I barely can't stand. Especially when the guys already threw Hani in the pool and Naz was begging the rest of the guys to carry her as well. hahaha. and Fareez was saying. "Ala....die pon nak jugak.." HAHHAHAHA. i swear i had mouth cramps from the laughters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chalet9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/chalet9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i begin to realise that there were too little girls but an over-amount of guys. And it seems that the girls cannot seem to saisfy the guys and thus they practice Gay-ism. Wonderful. hahhaa. For these we applaud the first gay couple for the day, Fareez and Zul. HAHAHA. Their gay-ism act sure caught alot of attention at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, after that, my camera wasn't on the good side. I think my camera is a female cause she certainly do have mood swings. Sometimes its okay sometimes, it just doesnt turn out good. Hahhaa. And that was how the 2 days chalet went off, actually after the swim we had good scrumptious barbeque. Everyone was starving by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naz told me this, "Fatin, nak jumpe kau cikit nye susah, aku rase nak kluar dari prison lagi senang dari nak jumpe kaw." They had a couple of outings before this but i managed to turnup for this only and this is certainly not paitao okay. Singapore Airlines, seem to need me more, everyday and everytime. hahaha. Till then. Hope to meet each and everyone again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-1723189900131473030?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1723189900131473030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1723189900131473030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1723189900131473030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1723189900131473030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/02/reunion.html' title='the reunion'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-6890666079592143821</id><published>2009-02-07T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T20:05:50.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Superman from Ministry of Sound</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wanandfatin.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/wanandfatin.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=MESWOMAN-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/MESWOMAN-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm convinced that im able to move on for alot of reasons. Apparently cause i still know how to feel happy despite this heartbreak im dealing with. Funny i still have people who still loves me for whatever reasons they have at the back of thier head.And on the brighter side, i would like to think that, whatever situation I'm in till today. I'm greatly blessed for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=spuermannsuperwoman.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/spuermannsuperwoman.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, was GREATT. I've never felt happier when Wan finally decided that we should meet up. And he said " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mane u tak pernah pergi&lt;/span&gt;?" Oh, he actually can come out with 2 places that i have never been before. Surprising. I guess my life is definitley starting to bloom in alot of ways. I guess its pretty rare for a guy from the club, ending up being your friend. And wow. I'm impressed  cause we've known each other for approximately 2 years. I've made it more obvious with the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i kind of forgot the name of the place that he brought me but it was hell breath-taking. My camera wasn't kind to me at that night. The camera battery was almost dying and every shot that i took kind of blurry. And we of course blamed it on the wind. Hahaha. In case you might not know, we call ourselves Superman and Superwoman and till today, we kind of didn't remember why we had that title. Moning onnn, We settle at the Railroad for dinner and we ended the night by a stroll at Terminal 2 and 3 Changi Airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i never felt happier for the past 3 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i know, alott of you are waiting for me to host the chalet pictures. Bare with me,  the pictures were gazillion. I need more time ya. (: Oh well, next n-try would be pretty interesting 5 girls (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hani,  Mizah, Me, Zurah and Naz&lt;/span&gt; ) and 20 guys in a chalet. I literally counted and there are 20 guys okay! 2 words : HELL FUN.&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/1170328914058206676-6890666079592143821?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/6890666079592143821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=6890666079592143821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6890666079592143821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6890666079592143821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/02/im-convinced-that-im-able-to-move-on.html' title='Superman from Ministry of Sound'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-7551613794240375303</id><published>2009-01-31T00:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T00:23:08.797-08:00</updated><title type='text'>clubbbbbb</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=women-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/women-1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Best friends are like diamonds, precious and rare&lt;br /&gt;False friends are like leaves, found everywhere."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i want to go club with this bestfriend of mine. Oh Rafta as well.&lt;br /&gt;So Bimbos and Bitch, lets work that dance floor.&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/1170328914058206676-7551613794240375303?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/7551613794240375303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=7551613794240375303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7551613794240375303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7551613794240375303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/01/clubbbbbb.html' title='clubbbbbb'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5316933340302844812</id><published>2009-01-29T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-29T08:30:44.773-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kfc.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/kfc.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Girls day/night out was awesome. Everything fell in place perfectly. Having Rafta and Aida on an ordinary weekday was nothing more you could ask for. Well, we had KFC before we settle for Inkheart in Century Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kfc2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/kfc2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Going out with them make me feel goddamn happy. Its all this happy and strange and sexcited feeling altogether. Hhaha. I sure love the part whereby Aida and Rafta had popcorns stuck on thier butts after movie. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hahaha&lt;/span&gt;. Alot summore. And Aida has been renamed spiderwomen for some reason. Apparently she claimed that she had spider webs somewhere up on herself. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHAHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=aidanrafta.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/aidanrafta.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anyway, thank you girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5316933340302844812?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5316933340302844812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5316933340302844812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5316933340302844812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5316933340302844812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/01/girls-daynight-out-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1175351097409670042</id><published>2009-01-27T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T21:19:46.195-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The big red ones</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life like an onion. You peel it off layer at a time.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you weep. Sometimes you don't.&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/1170328914058206676-1175351097409670042?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1175351097409670042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1175351097409670042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1175351097409670042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1175351097409670042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/01/big-red-ones.html' title='The big red ones'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1237696115063203857</id><published>2009-01-27T20:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T20:45:39.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'lll host tonight</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm extremely impressed with where I'm standing now. Despite the kilos of pain that strapped me down and living with a damaged heart, I'm still here able to laugh and smile. Well, that's how i would like to think. You know, i think its time to appreciate life itself even if it is not perfect. And contentment is not fulfillment of what i had wished for but appreciation of what i have. I know this is a blessing in disguise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, someone had governed my life for 3years and 22 days. I would not regret each day. Cause in reality, this is how, people grow. They grow through experience. I know this is how character is built and thus i accept how things were planned and for whatever reason i have, i vow to never turn my back on life. Now i just need to tell myself, everything will be okay.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-1237696115063203857?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1237696115063203857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1237696115063203857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1237696115063203857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1237696115063203857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/01/illl-host-tonight.html' title='i&apos;lll host tonight'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-8457625248613562803</id><published>2009-01-24T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T19:39:29.847-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=friendship.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/friendship.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They told me i can pull this through. I know i can. It's a matter of time.&lt;br /&gt;I promised myself to accept the reality.&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/1170328914058206676-8457625248613562803?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/8457625248613562803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=8457625248613562803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/8457625248613562803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/8457625248613562803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/01/they-told-me-i-can-pull-this-through.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-8232160289424530598</id><published>2009-01-21T03:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T03:41:51.027-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;So this was it. Today at 5:35pm he literally told me that i'm a restriction to his new career and he doesnt want to be in a relationship anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So that was an official breakup over the phone. Yes, over the phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And then he slammed the bloody phone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Moments ago i felt like a block of ice and now i'm all melted waiting for anyone to suck me in.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ohmygod. I feel like shit. Infact; Worse then shit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-8232160289424530598?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/8232160289424530598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=8232160289424530598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/8232160289424530598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/8232160289424530598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-this-was-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-3300524388097401507</id><published>2009-01-15T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:27:54.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a mundane entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Carousel with boyfriend yesterday. Well i didn't bring my camera along cause i was just holding on to a clutch and i swear it couldn't fit in. Anyway carousel prices sure did have some fluctuations. The last time i ate there it was $94 for 2. But yesterday it was $120. Hell, i didn't see that coming at all. Hey thirty bucks sure make a lot of difference ya'know. Oh yesterday my bf bought a couple helmet. hahha. Finally i have a new helmet for myself and he also got me a new Motorola semi-leather hp cover and the Motorola is embedded in gold. LOVE IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work commence in 3 hours time. Night shifts is somethin i don't look forward to.Cause i know i'll be rostered for Australia and New Zealand flights. Brisbane, Adelaide,Sydney, Melbourne, Christchurch, Auckland. I would prefer to be rostered for Shanghai, Bombay and Jakarta kind of flights. I'll just have to keep my fingers cross this time. I pray for something good.&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/1170328914058206676-3300524388097401507?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/3300524388097401507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=3300524388097401507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3300524388097401507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3300524388097401507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/01/mundane-entry.html' title='a mundane entry'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-2319585637468549117</id><published>2009-01-11T02:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-13T00:13:33.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWENTYZERONINE</title><content type='html'>Hello journal-ers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Likewise, i think its never to late for a new year's resolution rite? Well, What ze hell. i know. Okay, for fuck's sake, let me just pen my thoughts for twenty-o-eight and get things started for twenty-o-nine. Well twenty-o-eight was hell full of ups and downs. From broken friendships, to graduation, getting to work in an airline industry,and much more. Bottom line, things just got the better of it at the end of every day. So without a doubt i love twentyoeight undeniably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=letitgo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/letitgo.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;MY TWENTZERONINE RESOLUTIONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Are as follow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Save alot of money&lt;/span&gt;. I don't really know what it's gonna be used for. But what i do know is that having to live with a balance of less than $100 especially in the mid-month is driving me nuts. It seems that 2 weeks after pay day the days are named as such: , suffer day/ration day/bring-your-own-food to work Everyday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Loose Weight.&lt;/span&gt; I think this should end up in the bottom of the list. Well maybe because afterall i am of an acceptable weight except that i want to loose off those celulite. Its fucking disturbing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Control my craves.&lt;/span&gt; This has got to mean shopping. I shop almost everytime when i think i have sufficient money in the bank. You'll see me very often patronizing RiverIsland, Top Shop, Forever 21, Zara and Mango. If there's like an award for the most number of times i patronize Vivo. I think i deserve that award.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A more understanding girlfriend&lt;/span&gt;. I think i havent been a good one. NOR i think i have been a bad one. Maybeee..Well i would like to think im an "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;okay-okay&lt;/span&gt;" kind of girlfriend. So that's settle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Keep a positive mind.&lt;/span&gt; Basically a positive mind to everything that i do and everything that revolves around me. I think its not easy as it seems. Maybe i should adopt the YES-MAN! attitude. That might work. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;case to case basis&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Believe in myself.&lt;/span&gt; I fucking have low self esteem. I got to give them a boost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-2319585637468549117?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/2319585637468549117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=2319585637468549117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2319585637468549117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2319585637468549117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2009/01/twentyzeronine.html' title='TWENTYZERONINE'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-2236288559453611062</id><published>2008-12-31T18:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T20:59:30.594-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Yes! This is the time to embrace yourself with lots off visual vomits. Well, a couple of weeks back, me and my family finally decide that we should end 2008 with a good note. Therefore we decide to go for a week trip to Kuala Lumpur. And that was my very first time.Funny I've been to Changmai; Thailand, Bali; Denpasar, Bandung in Indonesia and every where else except Kuala Lumpur. Singapore's neighbor. And i must say it was a great experience. On the very same Sunday, my cousin wedding took place as well. So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kl1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/kl1-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So we took off pretty early on that Thursday morning. We cabbed our way down to beach road to catch our coach. TranStar. We wanted the double deck bus but unfortunately there wasn't much of a choice. Well at least our seats were recline-able and the tv sets were in good condition. The jouney was 5 hours i think. We stopped over at some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makan place&lt;/span&gt;e for lunch before we continue the very long journey. 99 percent of the time in the coach was spent on sleeping. Hhaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon enogh by noon, we reached and so unlike Singapore, as soon as dropped off from the bus, we're greeted with over-friendly cab drivers, It kind of made me scared especially when they start hugging dad. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Singaporeans apek apek cab drivers don't do that lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kl2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/kl2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Okay so we finally managed to get checked in into Coronade Hotel. Because we haven't done any pre-booking in advance, most of the hotels were full and they were only left with the bigger rooms. But we're pretty satisfied with our hotel because it's in the heart of 7 malls. Right in front of Sugei Wang. Tell me. WHAT'S NOT TO LOVE. So well, we felt that it was okay to settle for the bigger ones. Oh, we then quickly changed and head for SHOPPING! hahaha.Time is precious babe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kl3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/kl3.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I FREAKING hate the tram/train. GODDAMN pack. I wonder why don't the Malaysians extend the trains to longer ones like Singapore. Single cabin to fit the population of Kuala Lumpur plus the tourists like us? Hell, we had to wait for the 4th one before we can finally enter. But still I was stuck at the corner. Dad and sis had to face the walls and doors sniff other passengers breath. EEYEW. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Da macam sardine seyy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=KL4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/KL4.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;PETALING STREET is like bugis! Hhahaha. That was the first thing that came to my mind as i reached the place.AND I went crazyyyyy! Hahahha. me and sis finished 1000RM there! In few hours. HAHAHHA. I felt as though Malaysians currency was like liquid, flowing out of the wallet. Anyway it was hell of a great time. Actually i was supposed to meet Fauzi at Petaling Street. So i text him this before i left for Malaysia " Nanti once i reach Petaling, i'll give you a call." Hhahahaha. Confident. i only realize i don't have auto roaming. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Kesian budak tu tunggu. &lt;/span&gt; Hhahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Petaling we went to watch cinema. Transporter Three. Well we just wana have a feel what is it like to catch a movie in Malaysia. Tickets were cheap. I LIKEEE. Well, needless to say, everything was cheap cheap cheap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=KL5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/KL5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We had breakfast at this very old school coffee shop. 7 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jempot jempot &lt;/span&gt;for 1 Ringgit. Of course, we had more then 7. HAHAHA.  We pigged so much &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;la.&lt;/span&gt; Oh then we had to make our way to our Cousins house at Kelang. This time we had to take the commuter. It wasnt that long i guess. About an hour or so. Oh when i first reached the kampong, i found my cousins(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;the small boys of course&lt;/span&gt;) playing in the attic. God. That was the first time i have been to a real attic. If it was mine. I'll revamp the entire thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kl6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/kl6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So like said, 2 of the siblings getting wed at the same time so we had lots of preparation to do as soon as we reached. Right from the decorations, the food, the berkat and ya, name it. Everything. But of course i pick what i want to do. Hehehhe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kl7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/kl7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Team work was the key to finishing up everything fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kl9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/kl9.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So on the first day, there wasnt much people that came. Its more of relatives gathering. Met up with faraway cousins and catch up with so much things.  Then the 2nd day was when everything begins. I was kind of shocked when lots of the malaysian mats able to do the silat effortlessly. MOTHER SHOCK! hahha. Enjoy the pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=KL13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/KL13.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kl10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/kl10.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya they had this tradition where the bride and groom had to throw sweets. You see, in America they throw their flowers, but nope. In Kelang, they throw Sweets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=kl8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/kl8.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=KL12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/KL12.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Haha, least did i expact i won the lucky draw. The DJ was my uncle himself. And they were shouting &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;KELONG KELONG&lt;/span&gt;. hahaha. Such a wonderful day and unfortunately for me, my camera died. So that's all for the pic. I know there will be a secound time to Kuala Lumpur. It was a waste i didnt snap the pictures i took in A&amp;amp;W. I'm already missing their float and waffle. Damn. Till then love you world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;TWENTY O NINE IS KICKIN IN VERY SOON.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-2236288559453611062?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/2236288559453611062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=2236288559453611062' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2236288559453611062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2236288559453611062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/12/yes-this-is-time-to-embrace-yourself.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-7054687892309474123</id><published>2008-12-30T04:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T04:47:02.554-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/1-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;STAY TUNED FOR MORE KUALA LUMPUR PICTURES&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/1170328914058206676-7054687892309474123?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/7054687892309474123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=7054687892309474123' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7054687892309474123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7054687892309474123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/12/stay-tuned-for-more-kuala-lumpur.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-8909389764777528031</id><published>2008-11-25T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T20:43:16.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another grand wedding</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;So my friends, i attended my cousins wedding at Sheraton Towers Hotel yesterday. Being said that, congratulations to Terence and Teresa. This was the Chinese side of my family members. I don't know why but wedding in hotels always give me these funny goosebumps. Those kind of over-excited feeling as though i'm the one getting wed. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahaha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i swear Sheraton Towers Hotel was amazingly beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=terence.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/terence.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1. Terence guests. (That's actually us)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=balroom.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/balroom.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Two major events running on the same day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thecousins.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/thecousins.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3. From left: My Cousin from Malaysia, Terence Sister, Me, Grandma and Aunt from Malaysia. Oh about grandma, she's 84 years old, but she's hell-of-a strong lady! Still can walk and eat Sotong, i thought her fake set of tooth might go off but nope. They are still intact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=siblings.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/siblings.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;4. Siblings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=tiffanyandterence.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/tiffanyandterence.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. They look so happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=reflections.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/reflections.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.A quick snap in Sheraton's toilet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=guestbook.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/guestbook.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Signing the guest's book before entering the ballroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/?action=view&amp;amp;current=dinner.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i399.photobucket.com/albums/pp78/00222466/dinner.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Finally dinner beigns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Oh i just remembered something something; in Chinese Weddings, "Yam-Seng" is somewhat compulsory. And it's done 3 times. For properous, reproductive and the other one i kind of forgot. Correct me if i'm wrong. Anyway, i had fun "Yam-Seng-ing" my orange juice to the bride and groom. A toast for them!The entire &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;makan &lt;/span&gt;session was fulfilling. The non-halal food served, looked way better then the halal food actually. I just wished i had more shark fin's soup. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hahahha&lt;/span&gt;. Okay enough already i need to sleep. Work starts in 3 hours time and all flights to Bangkok have been cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made my life 0.0001 percent easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&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/1170328914058206676-8909389764777528031?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/8909389764777528031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=8909389764777528031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/8909389764777528031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/8909389764777528031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/11/another-grand-wedding.html' title='Another grand wedding'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5150910668877965767</id><published>2008-11-20T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T05:11:11.294-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Zoo on a weekday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;An ordinary dinner at Cahaya Far East. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides the zoo picasas, i also found this in my bf hp. A picture taken last month i think. It's been a while since i last seen all this pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=HIPHOP.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/HIPHOP.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that i got a hold of the pictures, here's lots of visual vomit that i'm sharing with the world. &amp;amp; if you think i go to the zoo, due to the white tiger, youre,.. well.. partly correct but entirely wrong. The thing is,  I have been yearning to bring the bf to the zoo, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on any of my off days&lt;/span&gt;) and so coincidentally, the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; hoohah&lt;/span&gt; about white tiger happen to happen. So might as well, at least for now, when i pay them a visit, i'll keep in mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WHITE TIGERS ARE F'RIGGIN DEADLY AND FIERCE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=z5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/z5.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1) Singapore Zoological Gardens and the tourists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2) The Singaporeans&lt;br /&gt;3) The Splash Safari Animal show&lt;br /&gt;4) Cloudy Pelican (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Someone, bleach the pelican feathers pls&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Z6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/Z6.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The whether was on our side, buttt it was hell of a walk. I felt damn tired for some reasons. Me and my bf woke each other up at 6:30am in the morning just to ensure that we'll make it there at 8:30am; latest 9:00am so that we can catch the feeding times and all the animal show. And we apparently did it lar! Like so kiasu. Cannot believe it. Oh oh. I hate the wild bores, they are the smelliest of the lot. I felt like throwing up, when i past by their friggin stinky enclosure. *PUKES*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=z7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/z7.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally, bf decide that we should settle down and eat our pre-pack lunch. His mum actually tapau for us bee hoon with big big prawns, and fried chicken and 4 sandwiches.  We were definitely safe from hunger. Please don't rely on the KFC at the zoo. They are hell pack! Infact now, zoo has this kids-zone thingy with water-playground. So ya, you'll see tenthousand kids lining up for KFC.  By the time you wait for the queue to subside, you'll die of hunger and i don't think you want to be cremated beside ahmeng right? So lesson learnt for all, bring and tapau own food. Preferbly dried :) Anyway, we were actually eating  while waiting for the show to start, and in about 5 minutes to commence of show, the host said something like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Those who are eating pls keep your food away because our animals here are trained based on food-reward system'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and bf  instantaneously stopped eating and looked at each other. He was mid-way  gobbling his bee hoon and me, i was ripping my fried chicken. We smiled and realised that everyone else seated near us were actually looking at us, the hungry monsters. Well, we felt alott ackward So because of the zoo la, we keep the food. Cause we also dont want to have a share with the animals also la. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hahahah. &lt;/span&gt;Anyway the entire day was well spent.  And i regretted not taking the elephant ride ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&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/1170328914058206676-5150910668877965767?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5150910668877965767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5150910668877965767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5150910668877965767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5150910668877965767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/11/zoo-on-weekday.html' title='Zoo on a weekday'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5351507191892342547</id><published>2008-11-13T08:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T04:16:39.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=11-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/11-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=12-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/12-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least it does feel good to start off the entry with my pics. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I think im pretty desperate for a good rest day.It sucks to be begging for rest. Tiring. And you know what, working makes people go very boring. Hell yeah. I never get to figure out how boring working people can get till i reflect on what i have been doing for the past 1 month and That's honest. Now i self declare my life is as boring as FUCK. OK. Well on the good side my bank's looking brighter. Oh! Im going to the zoo with the boyfriend. I'll update that in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At times i wonder if i ever fully utilize my off days. Hmmm..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5351507191892342547?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5351507191892342547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5351507191892342547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5351507191892342547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5351507191892342547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/11/well-at-least-it-does-feel-good-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-892368553326770251</id><published>2008-11-06T17:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T19:52:14.705-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello ladies and gentlemen,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wantosleep.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/wantosleep.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;For a start, i haven't been religiously updating this space of mine. For the record, i only had 4 days off for the entire month. (no kidding). and i had been eating burger king and MC for almost everyday! I can't stop munching with this upcoming period. Work in 2 hours time and i cant make myself sleep. Uughh! Movingggg onnn, I haven't blog about my boyfriend's birthday, the trip to photography exhibition at the museum and alot more. I hate it when I'm so caught up with work and i feel detached from the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh okay, well, atleast i know Obama won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'll try to update soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-892368553326770251?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/892368553326770251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=892368553326770251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/892368553326770251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/892368553326770251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/11/hello-ladies-and-gentlemen-for-start-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1227569220497591477</id><published>2008-10-20T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T01:47:54.489-07:00</updated><title type='text'>move to the bangra!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CONGRATULATIONS TO MOHD HUSSEIN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s136.photobucket.com/albums/q192/aqilahkiki/?action=view&amp;amp;current=14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q192/aqilahkiki/14.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(sorry for the blurry image)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nothin beats yesterday! As a matter of fact yesterday was my first time attending to a very traditional indian wedding complete with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; bangra dance, sweets, sari and everything colourful! At 6:30pm after my sunday jalan raye with the bf, we hurried home cause according to the groom, we must be seated by 8:00pm to witness the bangra dance. As an east-sider, getting to Bukit Batok wasn't an easy thang ya'know, We've planned for the worst thus we decide that we should leave early cause we're afraid that we might get lost and unfortunately we did get lost.We're stuck in the midst of Toh Tuck for about 20 mins. Before we finally found the right route that takes us to Bukit Batok East Ave 4. (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;only apek taxi know these places lor.. my bf don't know okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s136.photobucket.com/albums/q192/aqilahkiki/?action=view&amp;amp;current=11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q192/aqilahkiki/11.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Oh man! When we reached, everything was simply grand in colours and the songs was kickin'! I have never witness such things except in hindi movies. So vibrant and happening okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s136.photobucket.com/albums/q192/aqilahkiki/?action=view&amp;amp;current=12-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q192/aqilahkiki/12-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;My bf looked damn shagged &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; But still nak maintain. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Actually we're damn tired cause we have been spending our saturdays and sundays together over jalan raye. And sitting on the bike for hours is makin my butt flat and sore! Moving onn...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s136.photobucket.com/albums/q192/aqilahkiki/?action=view&amp;amp;current=13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i136.photobucket.com/albums/q192/aqilahkiki/13.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;This is my favourite group of friends. They can make me pee and laugh and snort at the same time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: normal;"&gt;Hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Our age varies from 20, to 18 to 17 and 27 yet we 're having the same wavelength and frequency making this part of friendship the most beautiful thing of all. Till then, i will steal more pictures in time to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;And to Rohaida, in case you're reading this, i miss you so much and you look damn good with the white kebaya. Now you and Irwan look alot like pengantin. Till then toodles to the world  (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/1170328914058206676-1227569220497591477?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1227569220497591477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1227569220497591477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1227569220497591477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1227569220497591477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/10/move-to-bangra.html' title='move to the bangra!'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-644359646087825493</id><published>2008-10-12T10:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T10:28:19.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sis bday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;First and foremost,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY AQILAHSHAKINI AJMAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been productive. Weekend was wisely spend. Today the 12th of October was my beloved sister's birthday. So mum treat her dinner at coffee bean. Of course i tagged along as well. Who on Earth doesn't want free food? So at 6:00pm, we headed to the nearest C.Bean for a simple yet fufilling dinner. Honestly im damn jealous with my sister's locks! DAMNIT! hahaha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At coffee bean, we settled for vanilla latte, ceaser salad and sunrise. Oh, i didnt ordered the bolognise as planned cause, they run out of the sauce. damnn. And im for sure not settling for the 2nd best which was the tomato..something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahah, my necklace was kind of refelective though. hahaha. Anyway here's my shout out to my beloved sister. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"May you have the best of everything in the world and may god bless you in everything you do. And because sometimes, sorry, most of the times you're such a biatch, i still love you. Once again, Happy 18th Birthday Adik! Now you can offically go clubbin with me. Don't have to steal my IC already lar!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh incase you, wana know what i got for my sis, its a box of Victoria Secret's set of perfumes! And it cause me a bomb that im broke till next pay day. I suppose she'll host up the pics on her next entry. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-644359646087825493?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/644359646087825493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=644359646087825493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/644359646087825493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/644359646087825493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/10/sis-bday.html' title='sis bday!'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5329441288204460454</id><published>2008-10-11T21:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T22:16:43.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>outing with fellow friends</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=hariraya1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/hariraya1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was yesterday. And i swear i was amazed when everyone turned up as planned. On overall, being the organizer, i couldn't be more happier. So eventually the picture above was taken at my house. Haha. So we rounded east which took us about 6 hours to finished visiting every house. After East we headed for Ang Mo Kio, Jurong, Bukit Panjang and Woodlands. At the very last house, our energy level was negative 80. Damn tired la i tell you! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Whatever it is, enjoy the pictures. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=number3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/number3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So this was the ladies in my room. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=number2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/number2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This was taken at Tampines(&lt;em&gt;i think&lt;/em&gt;). While waiting for the bus, we managed to camwhore. Oh the sun wasn't on our side yesterday though. It was scorching hawt!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=umber5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/umber5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Bawah block! Modelling.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=number4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/number4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And this was at Nani's house. Every single house had food ranging from briyani to satay to mee goreng and even curry. I was damn bloated that i feel as though my corset is gonna rip apart.Haha. On a happier note, yesterday has been the best day for the week by far!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5329441288204460454?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5329441288204460454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5329441288204460454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5329441288204460454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5329441288204460454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/10/outing-with-fellow-friends.html' title='outing with fellow friends'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-9011402329640322795</id><published>2008-10-05T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T05:41:27.691-07:00</updated><title type='text'>berlalu la sudah ramadhan..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;To my fellow readers, embrace yourself for a visual vomit! :) &lt;strong&gt;1ST OCTOBER&lt;/strong&gt; pictures are here for good! Before anything else, i wana wish all muslims&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SELAMAT HARI RAYA MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is indeed a classic shot since year 1781.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RAYA08.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=RAYA08-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/RAYA08-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So everyone was at thier best (&lt;em&gt;common' who doesn't it's Hari Raya man!).&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, I suppose everyone in my family was very happy cause mum managed to sew our kebayas on time, sis had her pay earlier than expacted and she managed to get those &lt;strong&gt;GAW-GEOUS LOCKS&lt;/strong&gt; at the night of raya, i managed to buy a new watch, 2 pair of heels and a new set of makeup. As for dad, he was telling my mum: "&lt;em&gt;Takyala Takyala saya pakai baju raye last year je. Takpayah beli&lt;/em&gt;." and who would have thought 2 days before raya, he went to Geylang and bought &lt;strong&gt;4 pairs&lt;/strong&gt; of Baju Kurung. &lt;em&gt;Lawan Taukay betol ar&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;em&gt;HAHAHAHA.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-1-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;After dressing up, we took as much pictures as possible. You see, my boyfriend is so great that he has decided to borrow me his camera for the first week of raya after considering it 44 times.( &lt;em&gt;knowing i have such butterfingers, he was very reluctant i think&lt;/em&gt;) hmm..I think i might need to extend the date of return. &lt;em&gt;Hahahaa. &lt;/em&gt;I swear we took more than an hour to get ready. And of course our beloved parents were patiently waiting for her 2 anakdara to siap. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So after 98242 years of waiting, we finally went out of our dressing rooms and do our mintak ampon and mintak maaf thingy. I think i have been an &lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt; daughter this year cause i didnt tear much (&lt;em&gt;i think i didnt even lorr&lt;/em&gt;). unlike last year. &lt;em&gt;hahahha&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So here are the &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AJMAN'S FAMILY IN BROWN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And we finally proceed to our aunt's house at Bedok Reservoir. Oh i forgot to mention! This year we didnt drive there! We took public transport. Such new experiecnce and So different. Moving onnn, before we even reached i can feel it in my tingling bone that everything is gonna be awww-some! and it was!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Venue: Aunts place! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We're late. Okay, error. Fashionably Late! HAHAHA.(&lt;em&gt;Every year also late lor&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;So right after that, everyone sat in a large circle( &lt;em&gt;funny cause this was done automatically&lt;/em&gt;) we said our prayers and began our tradition of mintak maaf and mintak ampon &lt;strong&gt;again&lt;/strong&gt;. This time round we have to go through each and every one. Its a long cycle. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;The food was alott as well, ranging from briyani dum to lontong, to lodeh, to rendang, to ayam masak merah to ayam percik, sambal sotong and ........ brownie. I was bloated! And then we took more pictures with our cuzzens! Photo time. Oh oh! There were so many of them every year they keep growing hahaha., very colourful, small, big and everything nice. &lt;em&gt;hahahhaha.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We stayed there till about 4:00pm before we proceed to the next house which was at Jurong.At Jurong, it's a total different environment, lesser cuzzens, lesser chaos lesser colors (&lt;em&gt;well, of course&lt;/em&gt;) actually only got one family at Juorng. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=raya4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/raya4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;By the time i was at Jurong, i was damn shagged! Oh i forgot to mention again, we cabbed down from Bedok Reservoir to Jurong. It was very tiring. So getting back from where i was, all i wanted to do was to sleep. So i decide to do everthing that was essential first such as, eat, take pics with the cousins, laugh laugh with them, and then zzzz..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=raya5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/raya5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHAHAH&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. This seating arrangement was wanted by our parents, from the eldest to the youngest. Kental kan mak bapak kiterorang. And they are so happy for that. &lt;em&gt;hahhaa. So eventually, let me ctrl+c ctrl+v this portion from my sis, i lazy to type out our ages.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Left to Right: Shaifi 21, Fatin 20, Nurdhiah 19, Aqilah 18, Amirah &lt;em&gt;(i don't know how old she is but definitely not 17&lt;/em&gt;) the last one spoiler lah, if not our ages are so well-arranged! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=16.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And that was how the entire day was spent. And it was also Shaifi's 21st Birthday on that very same day! So here's a shoutout to him:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"HAPPY 21ST BIRTHDAY SHAIFI"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Till then, once again &lt;strong&gt;Slamat Hari Raya&lt;/strong&gt; to all fellow muslims. Yang tak puasa, Happy Deepavali la korang korang yang hanyut tu.K. My face damn oily la!! Can open kilang minyak already!Ahem..i love the python on my neck (: much love to everyone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-9011402329640322795?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/9011402329640322795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=9011402329640322795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/9011402329640322795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/9011402329640322795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/10/berlalu-la-sudah-ramadhan.html' title='berlalu la sudah ramadhan..'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5383954874977290073</id><published>2008-09-17T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T05:43:34.141-07:00</updated><title type='text'>that's when i love you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=iloveyou.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/iloveyou.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5383954874977290073?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5383954874977290073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5383954874977290073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5383954874977290073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5383954874977290073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/09/that-when-i-love-you.html' title='that&apos;s when i love you'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-7066167467612119005</id><published>2008-09-17T04:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T04:55:01.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>when mother thinks that way.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;At 7:30pm after break-fast my hp beep and it reads :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;" Amacam club tonite? "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my mum saw and said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"AUSTAUGHFIRULLAH.. TOBAT NAK, TOBAT."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahhaha. macam faham la, my mother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-7066167467612119005?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/7066167467612119005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=7066167467612119005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7066167467612119005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7066167467612119005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/09/when-mother-thinks-that-way.html' title='when mother thinks that way.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-8351244351155745191</id><published>2008-09-14T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T07:47:04.168-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A friend of mine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh well there's no visual vomit today. Today was my last day at the Singapore Changi Airport :( Im going for a course from tommorrow onwards which is 8-5 (&lt;em&gt;office hours&lt;/em&gt;) for a month. The good thing is, i'm off on Hari Raya! FEWEET. So happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, life in working world has brought me unattached to the real-world. I have given alot of thought, and as for me, life has been rather routined for the past 5 months. There's so many new shops in the mall nowadays. Charles and Keith at City Link and Suntec looked wayy better with a thousand more variety. I haven't step into Heeren since 1981; kiddin'. Anyway my point is, i havent done any major shopping since then. I must admit that, weekends and off days are mostly spend together with the bf. So yesterday, it's about time that i decided to meetup with someone whom i havent meet for almost 7-8 months. If for any reason why i went out, its because we've been friends for soo long and we have not meet each other. Man! buke was scrumptious and good. And i never thought that Secret Recepie was that affordable. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;In the train, i was so afraid i couldn't recognize him and haha, amazingly, right at the heart of City Hall MRT station he walked up to me and said his "hi's" hahaha. " FAUZI, you damn tall ar now." that was the first thing i said. &lt;em&gt;hahaha. &lt;/em&gt;Funny thing there wasnt any ackward silence thorughout the entire night spent together. I laughed so much that my mascara smudged at times. Fucking awesome. We wanted to ventured into Geylang when we realise we have no direct bus home. So we stayed at Marina. And yes, i met so many people i know, aderly, diana and the bf, my working collegues and my primary school friend. The good thing about ystd, eventhough its a weekend, i just realised the no. of mat and mina reps in town is significantly small. The biggest judgement that can be analysed here is that these army of mats and minahs has shifted themselves to Geylang. Their port as for Ramadhan. Therefore this conclude that i'm a very happy girl yesteday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;On another note, i think going Mustafa Centre with the bf is interesting. I know this is wee-ired.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tommorow my payslip for this month is out! Cross my fingers and pray for lots of cash!! till then good night world.&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;&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/1170328914058206676-8351244351155745191?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/8351244351155745191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=8351244351155745191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/8351244351155745191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/8351244351155745191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/09/friend-of-mine.html' title='A friend of mine'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-6180823494648035703</id><published>2008-09-10T10:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T10:47:43.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Seol Garden with the BF.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;im back world with another visual entry. well for those who reads this space often, today me and the bf break-fast at Takashimaya Seoul Garden. It was a tough choice between Seoul Garden and Breeks. But then, after much reflections and weighing of pros and cons, we decide to settle for SG, apparently because we are definitely huge eaters.We had to do a reservation, so that we had seats for later. It has been very long since i last ate Seoul Garden. As far as memory is concern, the last time i ate seol garden was with my poly mates during a project meet up. Well, who eats SG everyday. HAHHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=seolgarden1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket Image Hosting" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/seolgarden1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So while waiting, we ventured to best denki and decided to roam the games department to try out the xbox games and the F1 Racing game.hahaha. The only mean to kill time. I know, how pathetic.and at the very last minute, we decide to finish our last few minutes with lots of cam-whoring before we proceed inside seol garden :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sg2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket Image Hosting" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/sg2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Since we reserved our seats at 6:00pm, we had to wait for like an hour before we can indulge. And i swear, we had to find a way to kill time again. BF was so cranky so we decide to pick our food really early. Well, at least that kills the time. HAhahha, the other muslims were lookin at us like "ekh.. tak sabar siak dorang.." ahahha. but what to do, bf da lapa sangat.hahhaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bottom line,&lt;/strong&gt; do not reserved your seats too early :D It kills to wait.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-6180823494648035703?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/6180823494648035703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=6180823494648035703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6180823494648035703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6180823494648035703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/09/seol-garden-with-bf.html' title='Seol Garden with the BF.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-7412325135269531194</id><published>2008-09-09T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T01:04:56.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Geylang Si Paku Gelyang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Well, like planned, we headed towards geylang for break-fast. I was indeed very shock to see a sea of mats and minahs around. Considering it's only the 1st week of puase and the road was filled with an army of mats and minahs. Sibeh bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=geylang.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/geylang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;We settled for haig road. AND then we headed for the bazaar to get deng deng, burger ramli and kebab roll. Rather dissapointing cause the price is quite expensive. 100g of deng deng is 4 dollars plus. and a freakinn' kebab cost $5.50. And, since i haven't bought myself any baju kurung/kebaya i decide to randomly look out for good cheap kebaya. Oh, im so cheapskate. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an another note, it was raing very heavily and each one of us went home drenched, broke and full. My bf had to actually gave me his shirt cause i was soaking wet. How sweet. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, next entry shall be tommorow; most probably i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-7412325135269531194?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/7412325135269531194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=7412325135269531194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7412325135269531194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7412325135269531194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/09/geylang-si-paku-gelyang.html' title='Geylang Si Paku Gelyang'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-3342698173449819912</id><published>2008-09-05T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T07:11:36.425-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LEMAKS</title><content type='html'>Hey world, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, i can't wait for tommorow's break fast outing with the working collegues at Haig Road. :) I think, i must start burning those fats off me. I swear i gained so much, so much so that i no longer fit onto my miss sixty jeans. :( My hips and thighs look as though they swell-ed so big. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must start workin out baby!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-3342698173449819912?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/3342698173449819912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=3342698173449819912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3342698173449819912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3342698173449819912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/09/lemaks.html' title='LEMAKS'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-2942222149948780946</id><published>2008-09-03T08:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T06:45:56.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Shout-Outs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;So they say that Ramadhan is also an alternative to healthy diet. But, i think im gaining the pounds. :( This is not good. Well, i did some mental calculations and having 3 days mc, for the month of November, is definitely not a good start. This means alot of pay cut. :( What could be more worse then 2 sad smileys in a pragraph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know about the rest, but i haven't pay a visit to Geylang yet. Are the bazaar fully open? Are the deng deng and ayam percik on the grills already? if yes! i shall make my way down this comin' friday!&lt;br /&gt;hahha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another side note; i'm very sure i don't have any problems getting up for sahur, But i have problem getting up early for work. hahaha. Sahur in 3 hours time. Rice at 4:00am sometimes doesn't taste right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-2942222149948780946?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/2942222149948780946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=2942222149948780946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2942222149948780946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2942222149948780946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-shout-outs.html' title='Random Shout-Outs.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5378711326526262478</id><published>2008-09-02T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:41:06.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy fasting</title><content type='html'>I ripped this of from someone's lj, cause i find it darn cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anyway, my main highlight is, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Ramadhan to all Muslims&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2508MovingImages.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/2508MovingImages.gif" width="650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=2508MovingImages.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5378711326526262478?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5378711326526262478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5378711326526262478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5378711326526262478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5378711326526262478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-ripped-this-of-from-someones-lj-cause.html' title='happy fasting'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-9163356746274832113</id><published>2008-08-31T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:40:47.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ecp outing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Finally, ive got time to update. So apparently, the day before Ramadhan, the friends of Siglap PizzaHut decide to do a gathering. The outcome was rather good i must say. Everyone turned up like planned and food was awesome. Mee Goreng ; with prawns and without prawns, sausages, seaweed chicken , fishballs, and egg sandwich. Oh! Mizah brought along kuih raya! HAHAHA. Zurah Slim had to make a speech before we can even eat the kuih. Pathetic kan. HAHAHHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ecp11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/ecp11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I must say Zurah Slim brought the most number of things. I had to bring down tent and ya tumbler. Hahhaa. they complained that my tumbler was way to small. And in the first place, that wasn't a tumbler even. hahaha. &lt;em&gt;da bagos tu ade tempat letak air&lt;/em&gt;. ahhahaWe set up the tent with much kecoh and then we settled for the food next. We played Uno, Stress and heart attack. Damn funny la. Here are some pictures to share. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ecp12.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/ecp12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;then Shidah came fashionably late with 2 pretty and handsome kids. Her, anak sedare are so adorable!! We went for a short cycle and i swear after cycling, i was sleeping in the tent. I was so tired from work that i slept most of the time. When i woke up, only to relaise that it had rained and most of them are already in the waters getting their pefect tan and swim. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ecp13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/ecp13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The next outing shall be ; Break Fast at Geylang Serai. Happy Ramadhan to all muslims.&lt;br /&gt;&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/1170328914058206676-9163356746274832113?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/9163356746274832113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=9163356746274832113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/9163356746274832113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/9163356746274832113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/09/ecp-outing.html' title='ecp outing.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1913194910604912936</id><published>2008-08-19T23:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T23:44:41.917-07:00</updated><title type='text'>silent sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have a good feeling im gonna be rostered for Johannesberg flight today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-1913194910604912936?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1913194910604912936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1913194910604912936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1913194910604912936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1913194910604912936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/08/silent-sun.html' title='silent sun'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-6906533628474917966</id><published>2008-08-18T08:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T09:14:25.028-07:00</updated><title type='text'>our off day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Let me see, today was spent under hot sun and freezing rain on the bike. 5 hours ago, i was sweating and then later on, im freezing as though im in the motuary. Serious. The wheather is sure making me feel sick. Kay la, other then that, everythin else went pretty nice and smooth today. Generally, we went roaming around and went to Kepple By the Bay. It was an awesome sight. I wished i could rent or well, rich enough to own a boat or a yatch even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=keepelbythebay.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/keepelbythebay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Then we headed to the Vivo for shopping. I need that Armani Excahnge Wallet. Im comin for you AX! HAHA. *swoon In short, i'm mraz-merised with this kind of things that makes me broke all the time. HAHAHA. So, we had late lunch and we finally settled for Orchard for the night. Unfortunately this is how i waste my time with the bf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=waitfortherain.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/waitfortherain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;AND, just as we decide to head home, the rain started pouring again. And so we had to detour to cineplax for shelter. Oh and i think i just fall in love with the DEJAVU shop. Expensive but nice. Till then toodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-6906533628474917966?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/6906533628474917966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=6906533628474917966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6906533628474917966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6906533628474917966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/08/our-off-day.html' title='our off day'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-6115783794069602511</id><published>2008-08-15T07:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T07:52:59.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>staged that drama</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mealways.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/mealways.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(VISUALS HEAVY)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woohoo. A very productive off day indeed. The shifts of highs and lows are draining me. ANYWAY like mentioned, i spent my wednesday with my bf. half of the day was spent watching movie; Journey To The Centre Of The Earth. and the rest of the day was spent eating. We had Mac Donalds right after the movie and 3 hours after MC, we went to Far East to settle for local food. And we had ice-cream to complete the day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=pic2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/pic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, time sure does fly unnoticed. It's been 4 months working under the parent company Sinapore Airlines, and my payslip for the month of August has arrived and i swear, it never looked this good before! I hope in times to come, my salary and bonuses are pretty and delicious! On that note i'm going to make early preparations for Hari Raya and will pay Malaysia a visit this 23rd together with my bf. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edit/&lt;/strong&gt; On a totally different matter, i think this haircut is the worst ever. It takes me 20 years to style up my hair. And what's worse, i forsee, short hair on hari raya. Hair pls grow!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=collageofme.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/collageofme.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-6115783794069602511?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/6115783794069602511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=6115783794069602511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6115783794069602511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6115783794069602511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/08/staged-that-drama.html' title='staged that drama'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5035799537316388003</id><published>2008-08-10T21:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T22:04:16.574-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the attitude of amplitude</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=walkthatway.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/walkthatway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Hahaha, your bluetooth name so cute, &lt;strong&gt;SAVE THE EARTH&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, i think everyone must play a part in saving the world. I'm spreading the word around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahaha:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There hasn't be a proper update. I know. Anyway, give me two more days, and i'll shall update you on the centre of the earth. Okay, honestly, i think im pilling up the pounds and feeling hungry every 5 minuets even after a meal. I think fat is coming! Ewww. I don't want to be fat but at the same time i can't resist the oatmeal cookies from Spinelli i see everyday at the T2 Transit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think im gonna have to pen down my thoughts of work here. Well, im not being bias or anything, but the fact is that, SQ flights coming from Jakarta is a pain! Everyday! Forever Delayed for no reasons. they are always delayed like 1 hour from their schedued touch down time. and incase alot might have not known, the last SQ flights that departs from our homeland is Johannesberg and Cairo. And i swear i hate doing the last flights for the night cause i will miss the SKYTRAIN!! in summarry, walking is the only means of transportation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edit&lt;/strong&gt;/Base on last week experience, Ministry of Sound that was relatively a disspointment and a waste of time and energy. No more MOS. I shall move myself to Velevet.D, or DXO, Double O or O bar in desperate cases. Hahaha. I MISS MY SUPERMAN. MOS Isn't like MOS without Superman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve me right for loosing my hp,now the contact numbers in my hp now are less than 10 even. No, joking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5035799537316388003?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5035799537316388003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5035799537316388003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5035799537316388003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5035799537316388003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/08/attitude-of-amplitude.html' title='the attitude of amplitude'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5859119157667512786</id><published>2008-08-01T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T06:22:28.284-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 years 8 mnths</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=anni2yrs8mnhs.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/anni2yrs8mnhs.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;for what its worth, it's worth it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5859119157667512786?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5859119157667512786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5859119157667512786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5859119157667512786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5859119157667512786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/08/2-years-8-mnths.html' title='2 years 8 mnths'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5875419973785443566</id><published>2008-07-28T08:17:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T08:21:01.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>green goes the world please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=camo.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/camo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i want to camo with the world. and one day it seems far more interesting then just this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5875419973785443566?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5875419973785443566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5875419973785443566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5875419973785443566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5875419973785443566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/07/green-goes-world-please.html' title='green goes the world please.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-2519160575994284767</id><published>2008-07-28T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T07:17:06.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'>malaysia truly asia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;My Saturday was well spent with the collegues. Veejay and Jack decide to bring me around Malaysia. I finally felt so important! Hahaha. It was my 3 days off and finally something different this time round. Me and Jack met up at Rocher road and we took the express bus to the customs. At the customs, I swear the queue was a killer and so was the people in the queue. Everyone started pushing around as it gets closer to the checkpoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=johore1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/johore1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;And then we roamed around city square while waiting for Veejay. He only turned up 4 hours later! hahaha. Jualan Mega Sale Malaysia was AWSUMZ! I just wished i had changed more of the Malaysian Currency. So while waiting for Veejay, jack brought me around his hometown. We ate eveything from roti channai, m'sia version of wadeh, ABC, Cheekong and Milo Tabo. Hhahaha. I think i've gained a thousand pounds more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=baratjb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At about 4pm, veejay arrived with a car and we went to eat seaafood near the sea. It was delicious and cheap! Im glad everything was in ringgit.We went sight seeing and in the evening we settled at the Palm Bistro for a drink. It was pretty new experience for me cause i've never been to a high ened bar before equipped with porn-look-a-like dancers. HAHAHA. anyway, everythign was good and at the stroke of midnight, we went for 2 rounds of bowling at Johore's Mega Bowling Alley! And i fucking won! It made me the happiest girl of the day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=baratjb.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/baratjb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then good night world. Till my next off day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-2519160575994284767?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/2519160575994284767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=2519160575994284767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2519160575994284767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2519160575994284767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/07/malaysia-truly-asia.html' title='malaysia truly asia'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-6193040744196705112</id><published>2008-07-16T11:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T22:16:25.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday it is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=meandguy.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/meandguy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally an off day! So yesterday i spent my only off day with the bf. And the thing about yesterday, it was the first time with the bike! Its been a year without the bike and we're missing it badly. Hahaha. Anyway, Wanted was awsummz! Angelina Jolie is preeeteh! I wish yesterday was abit longer. Now i wished that the day would be more then just 24 hours.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay seriously, i've got work in 3 hours time till 3am. I don't really know if my mind body soul is ready to face the war! I need abundant supply of coffee bean and red bull!! thanks.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-6193040744196705112?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/6193040744196705112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=6193040744196705112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6193040744196705112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6193040744196705112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/07/wednesday-it-is.html' title='wednesday it is.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-8102464221466798969</id><published>2008-07-14T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T05:52:00.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>little miss sunshine</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=plane.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/plane.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2 days ago, i think i witnessed the most amazing sunrise ever. Well, so far for now.Oh and it's brilliantly amazing. That i wished i had a canon lumix or a nikon to capture such pretty sight. ANYWAY, the rest of the day was rather productive and eventful. On another note, i love the feeling when i drop to Changi Airport every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=meandmysistazz.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/meandmysistazz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After work, mum dad and sis fetched me and we headed for lunch. &amp;amp; me being me, i would never fail to take a shot of Singapore's beauty, the Singapore Flyer. I can't help it. With the amazing clouds and the full arc, Awsummz. I think with the touch of pollution, the clouds flock evenly pretty. Hahaha. It is without a doubt that this stunning objects excites me :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-8102464221466798969?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/8102464221466798969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=8102464221466798969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/8102464221466798969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/8102464221466798969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/07/little-miss-sunshine.html' title='little miss sunshine'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-472044103142650081</id><published>2008-07-05T05:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T20:45:18.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need freeze brain</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&amp;amp; Hello world. Let me tell you something. I finally bought a phone and i lovee it! I shall no longer have to rely on 10 cents booths or power plugs. The gold linings and blood-red backdrop are gaw-geous that it's edible enough i think!! Hahaha. I liked how they matched my red nails as well! Hahaha. and then again, i'm smelling pretty nice cause i just bought myself a 100ml Euphoria perfume from Calvin Klein the crystalline edt. After which i will smile to myself and skip my way around. Hhahha. Im a bitch. You said that right. Hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moving on, Last two days, i visited Vivo, with my boxers and an oversized t-shirt. Hahaha. I had no friggin idea why was i in such a state. And yesterday, i returned vivo again. This time, was to follow my sister to get the remaining items that was still in her mental list. Hahahha. Shopping was wayy more then just that picture. Oh oh! Mum and sis spotted nurul and the bf at Vivo! Here's the highlight. Nurul is wearing a dress! Hell yeah! It's been 3 years with her but she has never worn any. Hhahaa. So i decide to msg her and guess what she said. "Oh aku nk jadi feminine sikit la sekarang." hahaha. I miss you so bad girl. and mum thinks you look really good with your mina-rep hair. Well, that's what you said. Hhahaha. We shall plan another outing together before your school starts aite! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=shop.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/shop.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and the rest of the day stories goes here. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=newpicsinnewcam-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/newpicsinnewcam-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Me and the boyfriend watched Hancock and i love the sight of Will Smith. It's a nice twist to the story from other superheroes movies you've watched. But it didnt kind of ended like the way i thought it should be. Let's just say ze ending was pretty diluted in a way. But on all, i rate the movie 7 out of 10. and, it's been 4 days since i last met my boyfriend. I miss him so bad. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-472044103142650081?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/472044103142650081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=472044103142650081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/472044103142650081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/472044103142650081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/07/i-need-freeze-brain.html' title='i need freeze brain'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1791487299208393660</id><published>2008-07-02T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T01:33:31.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my solitude in gold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im extremely upset and annoyed with lady A. Who yakked so much as though she's Perr-fect. With a capital P. I will always keep this in mind. Telling eveything to "A" is not a good idea afterall. FUCKSHIT. and on that very same day, I lost my ring that has got those beautiful diamonds cuts on it. I'm just a sucker at keeping things. Ahhh.. i deserve another ring. pleaseee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a total different note, i swear im looking forward to Friday with bf. I think my life gets pretty routined as the day goes. The good thing is, i enjoyed work. I swear its pretty rare for young working adults to actually conform to their career and at the same time taking them as pleasure. It's not like i love the job that i wouldn't want to go home but i never dread the feeling of going to work. Maybe perhaps when im really really tired. But then again, sometimes, well way more then just sometmes, i'm beggining to love my job :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edit&lt;/strong&gt;/I'm beggining to wonder, why i didn't further my studies. After results, i didnt submit a single application to any universities. Hahaha. I think, i'm gonna do a part time university study after 2 years. haha..but then again..may..be i'll re-consider.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-1791487299208393660?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1791487299208393660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1791487299208393660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1791487299208393660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1791487299208393660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-solitude-in-gold.html' title='my solitude in gold.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5399829005018347311</id><published>2008-06-30T06:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T06:58:12.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i need you to anchor me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=holaola.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/holaola.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh, i'm caught up with a lot of things rite now. and i have many reasons to why i'm feeling happy today. First and foremost, tommorow is my 2 years and 7 months anniversary :) Secondly, having only a day off for the entire week, means having to work for really short hours. I swear i like this feeling. And lastly i had dinner with the boyfriend today. So that sums up the good day. See, this little things affect me in alot of ways.For the record, i slept like 5 times today for approximately 20 mins each. That shows how tired i was today even after 2 cans of Red Bull. The reason purely lies with insufficient rest and sleep due to the overwhelming times im outside shopping instead of resting. Okay, now my eyes are getting all droppy i guess i'll move to lala land in about now. Night world.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P/S: I'm looking forward to my off day on Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5399829005018347311?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5399829005018347311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5399829005018347311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5399829005018347311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5399829005018347311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-need-you-to-anchor-me.html' title='i need you to anchor me'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-4534667252073209521</id><published>2008-06-28T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T07:01:41.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>men who invented shopping.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=SHOPPIN.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/SHOPPIN.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not in picture : Ear-studs, 2 full length leggings, Maybelline lipstick, River Island Top, summer hat from Ripcurl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=BBANDMAC.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/BBANDMAC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest splurge of the year was today. I bought myself a full make-up set from Bobbi Brown and MAC. Which includes, eyeliner, brow-liner, blusher, conceler and 2 mascara (full and volume). and i intend to grab hold of the press powder and the eye shadow by next month. :D AWSUMMMZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promise to stop spending by the end of next month and give my bank account a good workout. Hah. Such plannings are true failures. HAHAHA. Anyway, the good thing about tommorow, is its Sunday. This week has been productive.I can feel it in my funny bone that next week would be just the same. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, i've got a hole in my pocket now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-4534667252073209521?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/4534667252073209521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=4534667252073209521' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4534667252073209521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4534667252073209521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/06/men-who-invented-shopping.html' title='men who invented shopping.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-4760824481149130276</id><published>2008-06-27T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T06:47:12.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my avenue.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;well, hello again. i'm back. taking a break now, or so i say. oh, john little sale at EXPO was really awsummmmz. Despite facing much reluctance especially in shopping, i finally gaveup and spent more then what i have eventually intend to spent.Its pleasure-ing in a way and F-strating at the same time. Hur hur hur.. Anyway on another note, like mentioned, i have officially lost my bag, my cash, my hp all together. So expact the next few entries to be visual-less. Im starting to semi-understand how it feels to go around with 10 cents in hoping to find the next available phone booth. Such tight spot for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I beleive , if i continue to rumble on issues like this, i get self-frustrated. Honestly, spending 3/4 of my life at work made me feel as though the world shifted on me. Perhaps in a good way, maybe that's what i think. Pretty much since i started work, i've seen myself growing; Horizontally, Vertically, Mentally, Emotinally. All the "ly" that you can think of. Everytime of the day flew past me so fast that im starting to think that working life, makes me old. &amp;amp; That's not good. But on a see-ra-ius note, life has been good to me so far. I think. Except a couple of incidents, which i can't judge life base on such unfortunate events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sooner or later, life's gonna get routined. I think, im going to enjoy this. It makes me feel rich and free. kay. Thanks to those who called home to update thier numbers, and some i co-incidentally met outside. Till then, i still need numbers from my Ex Sigalp PH collegues, Rohaida and Superman. &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;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;More updates if i'm alive tommorow :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-4760824481149130276?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/4760824481149130276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=4760824481149130276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4760824481149130276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4760824481149130276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-avenue.html' title='my avenue.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-7831713767922853835</id><published>2008-06-26T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T07:04:14.875-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hello my cows and bulls</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;ohgod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im back from a vereh long absence. Im still alive.Thank you very much. Well i do hope this little space was missed. Having the first official working salary had got me go,going,gone in the world of retail theraphy in a vereh vereh bad way. Well, that wasnt the primary reason to why i negelcted this little space. BUT i've been pretty occupied with very in-flexible working hours.Nevertheless, Great Singapore Sale in so distracting. Im loosing the focus to save.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I promised a proper update this coming saturday. Cuase it's my friggin off day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-7831713767922853835?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/7831713767922853835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=7831713767922853835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7831713767922853835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7831713767922853835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/06/hello-my-cows-and-bulls.html' title='hello my cows and bulls'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-2592437574073911739</id><published>2008-06-12T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T00:00:54.202-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOST MY HANDPHONE!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would appreciate it if you guys can email me your numbers at fatinajman@hotmail. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-2592437574073911739?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/2592437574073911739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=2592437574073911739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2592437574073911739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2592437574073911739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-lost-my-handphone-i-would-appreciate.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-6931328892880956970</id><published>2008-06-05T06:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T06:15:00.091-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gasp!</title><content type='html'>oh my god. i got nothin to say about the previous entry. hahaha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-6931328892880956970?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/6931328892880956970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=6931328892880956970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6931328892880956970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6931328892880956970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/06/gasp.html' title='gasp!'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-3702469391571782247</id><published>2008-06-03T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T21:52:57.348-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4K246VABKFM/SEYcfS2cY2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ga5rxUHt5Fc/s1600-h/Image054-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207881343062270818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_4K246VABKFM/SEYcfS2cY2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ga5rxUHt5Fc/s320/Image054-001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Firstly, this entrey is not written by Nur Fatin Ajman. This post is written by me, Mohd Sophian.She is the cutest,most gorgeous,most hottest,most understanding,most coolest girlfriend i ever had...P.S. &lt;muackz.....daddy&gt;If you have any comments or remarks keep it to yourself.I dont wanna hear it....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YO DICK!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my entry,my way,my style.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_4K246VABKFM/SEYcKC2cY1I/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ajz1a65-PJA/s1600-h/Image054-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&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/1170328914058206676-3702469391571782247?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/3702469391571782247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=3702469391571782247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3702469391571782247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3702469391571782247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/06/firstly-this-entrey-is-not-written-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_4K246VABKFM/SEYcfS2cY2I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Ga5rxUHt5Fc/s72-c/Image054-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5402910889790819038</id><published>2008-05-29T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T06:42:20.905-07:00</updated><title type='text'>till the dawn we meet again</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;hello world. im back to fill this pretty space. due to the rarity of my entires, i don't even know if there is still anyone who is still secretly reading this space. This small space where thoughts and visuals are documented for good cause. I think its pretty obvious that my irreguular updates are due to owerwhelming flights at work. Neverthemind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=cablecar.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/cablecar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i promised the boyfriend that weekend was going to be fruitful. So i brought him to the cable car.I knew my bf was afraid of heights but my ultimate plan wasn't to make him die in the glass box which was dangled above the waters of Singapore with the perfect view of the island and the Star cruise that we gave glances to every now and then over a wire that has been stretched from Mount Faber to Sentosa.BUT unfortunately, my bf was really scared. This is no bullshit. He held the corners of his seat so tight that whenever i try to shake the cabin, he went " Awak tkmo! Keemak seram pe.." and oh, incase i didnt mention this, that was the first cable car ride that my bf had after 22 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=inthecblecar.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/inthecblecar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhhahha. the pictures are so obvious that my bf was trying his very best to fake a smile.HAHAHAHA. So at Sentosa we headed for Imbiah walk and the Siloso Beach. Sentosa looks way better now. Totally. and ya, the prices for the rides and the places of interest were not spared from the makeover. Everything is incredible expensive. I spent an approximately 100 buckaroos at Sentosa itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=atthebeach.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/atthebeach.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh the night was wayy captivating. The lightings were glittering ina good way. Making it look as though Sentosa was on Deepavali mode. In a good way of course. Here are some visuals of the night. We self named the place TAJ-WALL-OF-CHINDIAN. Because the place reminds me of Taj Mahal and The Great Wall of China. Don't you think so? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=thelast.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/thelast.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Till then, a good update somewhere in 3 days time. Now its time for a good rest before i kick off to airport again tommorrow. And btw, SQA380 AIRBUS was an awesome experience. Mother fucking cool i tell you. Now good nite my fellow readers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5402910889790819038?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5402910889790819038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5402910889790819038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5402910889790819038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5402910889790819038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/05/till-dawn-we-meet-again.html' title='till the dawn we meet again'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5508176005935100609</id><published>2008-05-23T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T19:00:06.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>random shoots</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=photography.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/photography.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Honestly, i think a large percentage of my life is captured in visuals. Cause i think visuals document my life better then words. Apparently now, my capability of putting thoughts into words kind of died. And the probability of having a good entry without grammar or vocab error to worry about is a negative.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh wells, its almost the end of the week. So much of yearning to have more time with my friends and boyfriend i think i have come to a point whereby time is luxury. Now, from Monday onwards, my work will no longer be 8 to 5. Gone are the days of office hours. Instead, some shifts of mine starts as early as 4:30am. Goody Luck for me. On another note, bf has been complaining about my rarity of meeting him nowadays. For that matter, i suppose i need to get my time management right. And that leaves me with Sunday. And i promise a fruitful Sunday with him. :) Today shall be split into 2. First half of the day to be spent with my family and the second portion, witht the friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now im gonna cook maggie for myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5508176005935100609?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5508176005935100609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5508176005935100609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5508176005935100609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5508176005935100609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/05/random-shoots.html' title='random shoots'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-3680247712367833546</id><published>2008-05-23T08:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T10:32:50.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE GRADUANDS</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=YEAHHH.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/YEAHHH.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Before i type anything else that concerns my grad day, i must say that, according to the event today, Aida you look very very pretty and sweet with that white skirt la. Kau pakai susuk ekh? Hahahaa. (&lt;em&gt;anw, i dont usually compliment people on blog horr&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways coming back, CONGRATULATIONS to the 2008 btach of graduands. Graduation Day was awsomenousss.Well, i can feel/touch/smell/taste that my parents were really proud of me! Hahaha. They pat-ed on my back for 5392008 times. Slamat tak bongkok siak. Hahaha. (: Havng to go up the stage was nerve-wreck. Hahaha. Bace Bismillah punye la banyak. &lt;em&gt;Hahahha.&lt;/em&gt; Anyway, Lizah's dad was very peramah and very nice to mingle. &lt;em&gt;Hahaha&lt;/em&gt;. I didnt see Zainal's parents though. I actually wanted to salam his parents but i dont see them at the reception area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gradday1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/gradday1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we eventually have to report at 8:45am for the graduation ceremony. After saying alot of Hi's and Hello's we have to go in the auditorium for the ceremony. Pantat!! My seat number so far from Nurul and Zainal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=gradday2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/gradday2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;After claiming the cert, we took so many photos!! ALOT. But 99% of the pics in my phone were blur. Ni la penyapu penyapu yang tak tau amek gamba. So here are some pics that i have collaged for memories of life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Untitled-1-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/Untitled-1-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Till then, congaratulations to every single gradunads. And thanks Aida and Hanifah for coming down. School is definitely a place i won't forget. A place once known as my 2nd Home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=freinds.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/freinds.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Zainal, Nurul and Aida thanks for everything that you've done for all these years. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-3680247712367833546?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/3680247712367833546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=3680247712367833546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3680247712367833546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3680247712367833546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/05/graduands.html' title='THE GRADUANDS'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-2633885581484492366</id><published>2008-05-18T20:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T21:17:27.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=meeeee.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/meeeee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Yesterday was very productive indeed.So the plan was boyfriend decide to bring me out because probably he finally thinks that his gf deserves a good weekend with a lot of cam whoring. And indeed yesterday was the best by far. We walked so much that it came to a point whereby my bf was really hungry and ate 3 MC Chicken burgers straight. So he fectched me from Bedok Reservoir Mac where i was studying for my exam this cming Wednesday. And proceed as plan to Town.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=meandmyloveee.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/meandmyloveee.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;It just reminds me of Harold and Kumar. Hahaha. So bf initiated that we should pay a vist to Singapore's very own 7 Star Hotel St Regis. and i must say, the best man made hotel ever :) Do you know that they dont have bell man or door man, the're Butlers!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=chandellier.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/chandellier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I want to be wed under this 2 chandellier pls! (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=light.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/light.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A sneek to what's inside St Regis Hotel. And btw, my bf highlighted that there's no tissues at the sink area instead hot towels and napkins are neatly lined up for your hands your majesty. The royalty look was amzing and the staff were super friendly. Eventhough they knew that the 2 idiots just entered to cam whore. hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=light.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=stregis.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/stregis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After we had fun fooling around in St Regis, We decided to walk this very not Singapore looking street. And the stuff there was really expensive. There's this bicycle that cost $15000. Anyone? A bicycle! Not a bike. Hahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=meandstreett.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/meandstreett.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Suddenly nearing to end of the road, i heard&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"FATIN!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;hhaha, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AND I SEAR I MISS YOU LIKE CRAZY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;It was Ms Rohaida and Irwan (&lt;em&gt;her bf&lt;/em&gt;). You know what, the funny thing was that, when she called my name, she had this very sotong look on her cause she thought i was with another guy who was not my own bf! Hahaha. Aida kental ekh. Hahaha. She was very happy upon seeing my full black head without a single blonde streak. She went." Rambot kau da hitam ekh.. haha" She even decide to remove her clip when taking picture so that her brown hair is more visible. Hahaha. Oh btw, Aida named me : "Bestfriend yang paling tk bergune!" hahhaa. I don't remeber her hp number and i take 37489593 hours to recall her birth date after giving me a million clues. :) But i still love you dearly.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=the4ofus.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/the4ofus.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Its been fucking long since we last met. We went all excited/sexcited and like aida said, we went HYSTERICAL upon each other's prescence. Well, boys with thier helium egos kept thier cool even if its after 10 years of not meeting. Moving back to us, we did the girl's scream and we hugged! Feels good to hug someone who's being hug by Hadi Mirza! HAHAHHA. Anyway. So we chatted and rest at Star Bucks. Here's the thing and bf doesn't fantasize Starbucks so my bf went over to coffee bean to get our very own Double Vanilla Tea Latte.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;I think we talk so much and ya, the bfs were exchanging their stories of National Service. The Policeman and the Army Officer. Hahaha. So ya, Nurul called just in time to get to talk to both of us. Everything went relly good when we decide to bid ourselves goodbye. So we walked heading towards the Huge Zara near the Borders and suddenly i saw someone whom i never wish/thought/wanted to see. It was Hairil. and the bestfriend and the brother. I think i never say "&lt;strong&gt;ADIK&lt;/strong&gt;!" So loud in my entire life before. And my bf go.." Sape tu?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Incase you don't know Hairil aka Adik is Irwan's and Aida's friend. Which used to be my date. and everyone saw each other and there was a moment of silence. A silence you gave to the dead. Yup in the middle of Orchard. Then the only thing i could do was to walk away and shall not turn. So i decided to land at Cnetre Point 7-11 where i thought i was safe. BUT The entire group which include Hairil's twin, the brother's gf, the bestfriend Wan and Hairil himself in the same 7 Eleven as me and my boyfriend. So much for the running and hididng. Okay. I could have faint when everyone said thier "Hi's" to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-2633885581484492366?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/2633885581484492366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=2633885581484492366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2633885581484492366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2633885581484492366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/05/day.html' title='the day.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-6969168136621904887</id><published>2008-05-15T20:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T20:28:58.088-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the thruth is</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=fedddora.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/fedddora.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love you alot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-6969168136621904887?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/6969168136621904887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=6969168136621904887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6969168136621904887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/6969168136621904887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/05/thruth-is.html' title='the thruth is'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-2660054795612761149</id><published>2008-05-13T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T20:08:55.522-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heelo boys.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HELLO VANQUIZ.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wedding.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/wedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you can't help it but to see alot of guys. Ahem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Finally for the love of god, its Saturday! Past 5 days was spent entirely on working. Soon enough shift work gonna begin on 26th May. Anyway, work has been preety fun. A great 2 weeks for the first career life. Having to wear heels for the past weeks, made me get the hang of it except there's bubbles growing on my soul and i dont really know what's that but its mother fucking painful ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay quick update, last weekend was Wes wedding. And there's so many people. We were invited to the hotel dinner &amp;amp; dance at M Hotel somewhere in Clarq Quey on the Saturday night and the very next day, was followed by the "sanding" under the block. So here's the pictures. Okay this might be shocking to alot of people cause my hair is now Back to Black :) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=otwtowedding.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/otwtowedding.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Unfortunately, we didnt take much pictures at the hotel cause the lightings doesn't compliment my 3.2 mega pixels camera.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;During the Sanding.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Honestly, the sanding was really pretty. The entire block was cloured red and black according to the theme. I swear the wedding must have cost a BOMB. hhaha. Anyway selamat pengatin baru to both of you. Oh i know, just when i thought i could get the hang of my total blonde hair, my trainer told me to dyed them back to black. Its been 4 years without black hair. Im dealing with the pain now. Hahaha. But i think i look pretty fair for a start. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vanquiz.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/vanquiz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=meandbff.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So, see you later alligator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-2660054795612761149?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/2660054795612761149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=2660054795612761149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2660054795612761149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2660054795612761149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/05/heelo-boys.html' title='heelo boys.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-4395403430899347819</id><published>2008-05-04T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T02:54:06.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time kills</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;At this hour, i have pretty much nothing to do. So let me just document abit bout today. SURPRISINGLY Bf complimented on my culinary skills. When all i ever cook for him was fried maggie and an alfrado spghetti. Which he did complain/commented (i think he forgot about this already) that i had too much onions in the maggie. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommorow shall be my second day at work. When it comes to work, i feel this sudden force of unattached emotions.Well the sort of "repel" you get when you put North and North togther in physics. Yeah! You get the drift. Anyway, having to report at Terminal 2 Delifrance at 8:00am is a BIG TURN OFF. So much so after graduate, my mental alarm rings me up from bed only at about 1:00pm. So i suppose having to wake up 2 hours before reporting time might be a serious problem. So, before work im gonna equipped my self with a DBV Latte from the nearest Coffee Bean as my armour/shield/defend to the prdeicted-overwhelming "yawns" tomorrow. Well prepared my girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly i dont want to talk about marriage right now because time runs in scarcity, and more often than not, it runs out. I forsee myself not being able to save the targeted amount by the targeted time and it sucked really bad when i have zero savings right now. And on top of that, my hopes of having a straighter set of teeth will soon be delayed and take a longer time then planned. UNLESS SIA gives me a motherload of 6 Months Bonus like last year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right, now all i can do is to pray for 8 May to turn out good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-4395403430899347819?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/4395403430899347819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=4395403430899347819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4395403430899347819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4395403430899347819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-kills_04.html' title='time kills'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-9032331591391555999</id><published>2008-05-03T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-04T02:39:37.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Here are some pictures i took with my camera ystd. Never thought the contrast was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=me3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/me3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is the usual route home from town.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=me1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/me1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;My Sister. Kitkat/Kiki/Aqin/Aqilah. But her real name is AQILAHSHAKINI&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=sister.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/sister.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=me2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/me2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&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="center"&gt;Astala Vista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-9032331591391555999?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/9032331591391555999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=9032331591391555999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/9032331591391555999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/9032331591391555999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/05/time-kills.html' title='pics'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-3657569891271802083</id><published>2008-05-02T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T07:29:36.659-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the poem of maths</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/loveve.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm sure that I will always be, a lonely number like root three.The three is all that's good and right,Why must my three keep out of sight.Beneath the vicious square root sign,I wish instead I were a nine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For nine could thwart this evil trick,with just some quick arithmetic.I know I'll never see the sun, as 1.7321 Such is my reality, a sad irrationality. When hark! What is this I see, another square root of a three.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As quietly co-waltzing by, together now we multiply. To form a number we prefer, Rejoicing as an integer. We break free from our mortal bonds,with the wave of magic wands. Our square root signs become unglued. Your love for me has been renewed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harold and Kumar-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-3657569891271802083?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/3657569891271802083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=3657569891271802083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3657569891271802083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3657569891271802083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/05/poem-of-maths.html' title='the poem of maths'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-7234289959798871634</id><published>2008-05-01T02:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T02:15:11.819-07:00</updated><title type='text'>spell them</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=love.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/love.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;First and Foremost: Happy 2 Years 5 Months, Sweetheart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the second part of the anniversary beigns today.(&lt;em&gt;our actual anniversary falls today&lt;/em&gt;) BF work was cancelled since he had to go to work yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was far better then yesterday. So we continued on our journey to catch Harold and Kumar-Escape from Guantanamo Bay. I rate the movie 7 out of 10. Well its "haha" kind of funny. Not the type of funny that makes you roll to the ground.Maybe i shouldnt have seen the trailer in the first place since it kind of doesnt excite me in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so before the movie start we decided to pay Istana a visit. Istana is open on Public Hols. So you might want to catch it again, some other time. Btw, i swearr it's very big! It's mega! Walking up the istana hill was really tiring not to mention the wheather was blazing.(&lt;em&gt;i shall not rant on the wheather again&lt;/em&gt;.) The journey up the hill was horrendously tiring and long! It feels as if im walking at the Walls of China.Except in a carpeted form. Carpet Grass i mean. (Not the soft fluffy carpet you have at home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=istana1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/istana1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=istana2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/istana2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everything was breathe taking once you reach the top.Exhilarating. One Word: DOWN RIGHT BEAUTIFUL. Right from the garden to the pond, to the fountain to the istana itself. The sky was amazing bright blue. It doesnt feel/look/touch/smell like Singapore even. -(except)only the wheather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in all, the day was good. Dad asked me to drop by Siglap before heading home. And asked me to pick my 2 FAvourite Pizza from Canadian. and happily i chose Singapura Special and Meat Lovers.I was a happy girl today.Oh did i tell you, tommorow is gonna be --- i don't know what to expact cause tommorow's my first day of work! Hell not Exciting. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-7234289959798871634?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/7234289959798871634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=7234289959798871634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7234289959798871634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7234289959798871634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/05/spell-them.html' title='spell them'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1102033030915427506</id><published>2008-04-30T01:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T01:42:52.126-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One Word: Drama&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, as a matter of fact, today me and my boyfriend was suppose to celebrate our 2 years and 5 months anniversary BUT things doesnt go the way we planned. We had things plan a day in advanced because on the Labour Day itself bf has to work. But eventually things sucked so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) We're suppose to meet at 11:00am but i was only awake at 11:30am. (&lt;em&gt;Okay, this part, i sucked totally&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Then we headed for Ang Mo Kio to settle the motor debts. And only reached there at abt 3:00pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only good thing that happen..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Boyfriend surpirsed me with 8 ticket voucher for the Golden Village and each ticket comes with a free combo meal each. And a $3 of hot dog each and a $3 Nachos each.&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;em&gt;That means im entitled to 8 movies, 8 Medium Coke, 8 Popcorn, 8 Nachos and 8 Hot dogs&lt;/em&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you get the clue. Bf actually planned for a movie marathon for this anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) We bought the 4:30pm Iron Man show at Bishan GV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and the bad luck strikes again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Okay, i didnt mention this earlier but bf brought along an umbrella. (the long one/ the non-foldable.) So apparently, he lost it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) He got really mad. He forced me to help him search for the umbrella. The unbranded umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The search begins.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) So we tracked back our route hoping and praying that we find the umbrella. and i got fed-up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) After 10 mins I got scolded for giving up the search&lt;br /&gt;I said: "I'll give you my umbrella if your mum scold you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) And then he goes: "No. We must find!! Nanti kene marah ngan my mum!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Take note: By this time i saw my cinema seating flashes on the screen of GV. The more i dont want to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Then he goes " ALAMAK! Comfirm ter-tinggal dalam bus!" and vulgarities followed along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) But being an absolute observant gf, i remembered that he did not leave the umbrella in the bus because while alighting from the bus, he was happily poking my butt with the umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) So i said : "Tak, awak bawak turun." "Jom la.. nanti cari lagi la lepas wayang."&lt;br /&gt;(K. i knew i didnt sound helpful, but hey, i dont want to miss any slot even if it means the advertisments.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) We headed to the escalator that brings us to the GV level. Suddennly, i realised that he went missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) And then ... " AWAKKK!" (the loudest "awak" i've ever heard.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) I saw him at Mini Toons the store opposite GV with the umbrella stick on his hand! Waving happily. Very happily and smilling so broadly as though he founded the National Treasure- The Umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(So he did find the umbrella.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;17) being the typical singaporean gf i went: HAIYOOO.. SO CARELESSS!&lt;br /&gt;(Again i wasnt helping. But whatever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) So we finally get in the cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) Iron Man was good. Great infact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Iron Man ended at 6:30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) The next movie on our imagination list was "Harorld and Kumar-Escape from the Guantanamo Bay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bad Luck Strikes Again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) This might sound insane but the only GV that is playing that movie was Plaza Sing and Marina. An bf was quite upset that we now have to run to Marina and catch the last slot for Harold and Kumar- Escape from Guantanamo Bay which will be playing t 7:40. So we had an approximately 1 hour to get to Marina from Bishan. (Yes, everything sounds like Amazing Race by now.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 Mins later we finally arrived at Marina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The phone call&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) We received a phone call. 654.....34&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Me: Whos that?&lt;br /&gt;Bf: "Don't Know."&lt;br /&gt;Me: "You not picking up?"&lt;br /&gt;Bf:" You think i should?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sembabrang ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) "hello.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) "Hello. Mohammed Sophian?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yes...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28)"I need you to report back to work immediately. We're shortge of men. Be at station by 9:00pm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Of course we impromtu-ly cam up with 1001 reasons to why he can't come.But unfortunately, non of the reasons was accepted and he was forced back to work.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) &lt;strong&gt;AWAKKK. I SHOULD NOT HAVE PICK UP THE CALL!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Me: Silent.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) Stomps feet headed to bustop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) Bid each other good byes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, that's how the day eventually ended. I guess part 2 continues tommorow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/1170328914058206676-1102033030915427506?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1102033030915427506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1102033030915427506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1102033030915427506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1102033030915427506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/bad-luck.html' title='bad luck'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-63674639247667535</id><published>2008-04-29T22:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T08:08:19.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>words are never enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/oh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I dont believe in Romeos or Heroes anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-63674639247667535?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/63674639247667535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=63674639247667535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/63674639247667535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/63674639247667535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/words-are-never-enough.html' title='words are never enough'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5221675819525596639</id><published>2008-04-29T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T22:58:00.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>half way up to heaven but im stuck in reality</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/meanddrink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; For a start i dont even know why i cut my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Morning World. Its 10 past 11. Whatever that means. Hahaha. I woke up and smelt that tinch of polluted air and i know its Singapore. Friggin freakyy. Let me see, mum had chores assigned for me to do since im not going out today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Vacuum the dining kitchen&lt;br /&gt;2) Fold the laundry.&lt;br /&gt;3) Iron Dad's shirt (At least 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother load of chore! I promised myself to start them at noon. but hell. Its 12:27pm and im in the midst of my entry. Anyway, im alittle concern about the lack of concern regarding the wheather. Isit me? or Singapore or Bedok South Avenue 3 is very humidd! I cant stand the fact that im begginning to sweat eventhough i just had my morning bath 15 mins ago? I swear it drizzled for only 10 seconds just now. But now the sun is bright as ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Common people. SAVE THE EARTH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5221675819525596639?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5221675819525596639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5221675819525596639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5221675819525596639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5221675819525596639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/half-way-up-to-heaven-but-im-stuck-in.html' title='half way up to heaven but im stuck in reality'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-7316529664549163088</id><published>2008-04-29T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T08:12:40.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my life got cold.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I want to go crazy at DXO or was it Double O again. Pleasse. I think men there smell like Ferrari and maybe some odoured themeselves in Hugo. But what i know, i want to smell that again. Pretty Sexy and Sweet. Ah! Orgasm Baby! I see the sudden die for my like for Minsitry of Sound (MOS). Probably because the hot guys are shuffling their ass off at Main Arena and left the other not-so-hot guys wanking at Smoove. I cant be at Main cause my shuffling standards are not there even. So i shall settle for RnB and the not-so-hot mat reps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This entry sound drunk. :D Im psyched.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-7316529664549163088?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/7316529664549163088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=7316529664549163088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7316529664549163088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7316529664549163088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-life-got-cold.html' title='my life got cold.'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-3324101794715641924</id><published>2008-04-28T22:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T07:31:13.887-07:00</updated><title type='text'>if there is still heroes in the world...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mynite.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/mynite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;We rounded Marina, Suntec and Raffles for the seven hundred and ninety eight times yesterday. Okay. That was what they call exxageration :D Boyfriend wasn't in good health yesterday. We rested at Mellina Walk Coffee Bean for about 2 hours and we settled for Chai Latte, Double Vanilla Latte and a bowl of Bolognise Lingunie. Well, i must say, the lingunie felt rather instant. If you get my drift. Shit! for wasting 9 bucks. Should have splurge it on Candy Empire instead. Feed me with expensive glucose!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&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;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Till then night world. Here's my full stop.&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/1170328914058206676-3324101794715641924?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/3324101794715641924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=3324101794715641924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3324101794715641924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/3324101794715641924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-there-is-still-heroes-in-world.html' title='if there is still heroes in the world...'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5776532306322854234</id><published>2008-04-28T07:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T07:45:41.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>night at coffee bean</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;This isnt anything impressive but my sister dragged me to Coffee Bean at Airport Terminal 2 on a late weekday night. Her sudden cravings for Ceaser Salad and Caramel Frapp must have result her to this sudden urge to go the Changi Airport at 9:00pm. Talk about insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very well, being an absolutely nice sister, i .. well accompanied her. As much as comfort is concern, i settled on a very old jeans and a G2000 shirt. I coudnt care to go heavy on make-up. Honest, i think the night was very pretty. Well, nights with orange lit lamps are wonders to camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=night1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/night1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we had to change to 2 buses before we can reach Airport the fastest yet cheapest way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=airprt.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/airprt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So we finally locate the Coffee Bean like planned. Awesome and cashier was cute. Too cute that he even handled our transactions wrongly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=salad.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh did i tell you my miang sister had a love letter from the Singapore Changi Prison. The entire day she was dwelling on the letter. So from the looks of the picture, you can tell that she's showing off how long the letter is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=letter-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/letter-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and never trust the prison postman. Letters won't come to you on time. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=leter2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/leter2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Okay and that's about it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5776532306322854234?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5776532306322854234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5776532306322854234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5776532306322854234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5776532306322854234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/night-at-coffee-bean.html' title='night at coffee bean'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-1120702759496708980</id><published>2008-04-27T19:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:53:57.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the looks of it</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;The result of not having much to do lately. The one i named - Constipated. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=looksofit.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/looksofit.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And i got 3 important things to announce.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) I miss school. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) I miss doing TYS (Ten Year Series) like back in Olevel. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I miss eating ice-cream eventhough i just had one strawberry sundae yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Maybee im having the &lt;em&gt;i-miss-everything&lt;/em&gt; syndrome. But i shortlisted a few only.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-1120702759496708980?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/1120702759496708980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=1120702759496708980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1120702759496708980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/1120702759496708980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/looks-of-it.html' title='the looks of it'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-7968848716027764556</id><published>2008-04-25T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T01:45:11.218-07:00</updated><title type='text'>damnit on the chemistry</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I wear glasses for only 5 mins eveyday the other 23 hours and 55 mins, i dont go around having them on. I have headaches if i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Edit/&lt;/strong&gt;Many chose not to have flu. But in my case, i hate cough then anything else. Because when i cough uncontrablly i tend to pee. And i hate it when i pee in my pants/skirt/thongs or whatever im wearing at that point of time. That's why i hate to cough. I dont mind flu and eveything else. Bottom line: When i cough, i cant control that tenney weeny little pee that shoots out. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its so peaceful when mum's not at home. Soooo peaceful. Like totally.Do you get it when i say peaceful? its peaceeee-fuuuuul. Vereh Vereh Peaceful. Serenity.Tranquility.Stilness. Hahaha. I just shift+F7 "Peaceful" on Microsft Word. Hahaha. I must embrace all this stillness and silence for at 4, this shall ends when the mother returns home from work. Hahaha. She does the exact same thing everyday once she returned from work. She''ll go "Fatin!!" and the line after that changes every now and then. But check out the first word that she says whenever she returns home. Its MY NAME. Isnt that cool shit awsome-menous? Of course its not! Hell not cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;But then again, i want her home quick cause im starrrrving. Bye. I know she'll bring home Fish Ole fo me. I love fish ole from KFC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-7968848716027764556?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/7968848716027764556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=7968848716027764556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7968848716027764556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/7968848716027764556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/damnit-on-chemistry.html' title='damnit on the chemistry'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-9083069304738728565</id><published>2008-04-24T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T00:59:17.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'>im legal in the back seat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Say your hello to Bedok South Ave 3,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=myarea.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/myarea.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Here's a piece of good news.I watched the Contender ystd. Im happy cause its a good show. Now i dont have to sleep early on THURSDAY nights. I know AXN had that played eons ago. But i dont give a fuck cause i dont have that cabletv shit thing thus this means i'm largely dependent on Suria and Channel 5. Well sometimes, i go for the Central depending on whats on the telly, for instance Taboo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, i think there's a mat-rep/mat living in Blk 156. (&lt;em&gt;okay incase you don't know i live in Blk 157&lt;/em&gt;) Cause i'm hearing very loud trance/techno song at 11:45am and its still playing. (time check now: 1:06pm) Teet teet....teettnneenneetnnett.. is going on and on and on... Not that i dont like this kind of songs, i love them..but they're getting out of control. Its damn loud and i think it's on repeat mode. For heaven's sake, i wish he'd pulg in those ear-piece. I don't really appreciate the idea of neighbourhood sharing music though. Well, Then again, maybe he is very generous to share the love of his music to the neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think its proven what a crazy world nowadays. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-9083069304738728565?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/9083069304738728565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=9083069304738728565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/9083069304738728565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/9083069304738728565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-legal-in-back-seat.html' title='im legal in the back seat'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-2273162989530736605</id><published>2008-04-24T05:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T05:33:04.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>under the duvet behind those curtains</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Today sucked. Honestly. I hate it when the paa'rents are at home especially &lt;em&gt;Thursday&lt;/em&gt;. and especially mum. I guess it does not need much of an elaboration does it? Oh well, not to worry, tommorrow, she'll be starting work again like usual. Even if you tell me you have the World's Greatest Mum, be it, the Body/the mind/the thought/the care/the Size or whatever greatest here means to you, i think every mum never spared us from their nagging and shouting. i kind of hate that actually. RRRGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honest, i cant wait to start work. I hate the part when im very much 24/7 at home, my parents are beginning me to see more of me often, thus more fault they see in me and hence the more reasons to fight. Now that im on rotating shifts, i can go home and go out as i wish even if it means 4-5am. I smell freedommm baby! Its sad that at the age of 20, im struggling for the key to freedom. oh wells, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My freedom beigns 2nd May.&lt;br /&gt;Inhale ... Exhale ... Inhale ... Exhale ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right. That's more like it. I need to get myself a 2008 organizer quick. Get my life more organized cause i forsee life after secondofmay spilled with busy all over. I want a pretty nice organizer from Takashimaya or perhaps Borders or.. maybe.. Kinokuniya. Being said that, i need to start saving for alot of things and pay my outstanding debts to Mendaki once my frist pay day arrived which i presume in 2 months or so.&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/1170328914058206676-2273162989530736605?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/2273162989530736605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=2273162989530736605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2273162989530736605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/2273162989530736605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/under-duvet-behind-those-curtains.html' title='under the duvet behind those curtains'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5189921874931712444</id><published>2008-04-19T21:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:56:09.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>current song that's playing for the 294050064 times</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/DGHc4kWhoL/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/DGHc4kWhoL/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone please sing for me this song :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5189921874931712444?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5189921874931712444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5189921874931712444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5189921874931712444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5189921874931712444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/current-song-thats-playing-for.html' title='current song that&apos;s playing for the 294050064 times'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-4420601988902523915</id><published>2008-04-18T20:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T21:00:29.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one word: semangat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Im down with headache, cough sore thorat and fever. Being said that, that doesnt mean that it keeps me far from blogging. In fact, i think that ive got so much to blog about but only to realise i dont know where to start from. K. First im having problem with my half blonde and half black hair. It feeels as if, the black is growing really fast. I think they really need to stop growing till i get my first pay and get a hairdo. Byzeeway, Rental for that graduation robe is quite expensive. I hope mum will handle those payment :) and on top of that, i will be an official working adult by the 2nd of May. So hello, working life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Graduation letter paid a visit in my letter box. Anyone can summarize the entire procedure for graduation and the online ordering for me? im pretty lazy to read the neverending pages.Kind of wordy.But what i do know is that, this whole thing is very &lt;em&gt;mafan&lt;/em&gt;. /&lt;strong&gt;Edit&lt;/strong&gt;. i visited an old friend elljay.effin funny! i cannot help it but rolled all over. Hadi! You're nuts nuts.Take a good look at this video. Semangat babe! Trust me watch the entire thing. Btw, Hadi is the one who sings the first few lines at the computer table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LtJdHKCjjm8&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you have friends that's equally crazy. There's nothing more to ask for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-4420601988902523915?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/4420601988902523915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=4420601988902523915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4420601988902523915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/4420601988902523915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-word-semangat.html' title='one word: semangat'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-9070403362320212517</id><published>2008-04-08T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T09:41:47.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baked ourselves</title><content type='html'>(&lt;em&gt;sings)&lt;/em&gt; Baby im back yeah. hehhe. Anyways, here's the very late update on east coast pinic with the boyfriends family that happened last tuesday. Well, FYI Newsflash, family here refers to more then just mum, dad, sis and brother. Ahem, there's a total of 50 people. FIFTY. Enjoy the pics and pardon the sunburn pics of mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/ecp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We reached East Coast at about 9:00am. and i must say the weather wasn't on our side, its blazing hot. Like really hot.So my bf thought we should go cycling and to only returned when the food's ready :) &lt;em&gt;tehehe..&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/ecp2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;We ordered so much food and that includes 1000 sticks of satay and otah otah. Im very full that i barely function. Honest. After that i kind of had to teach maths because one of my bf's cousin had some issues with problem sums. and btwww incase you havent really know, i hate the idea of teaching, so i gave up half way through. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/ecp3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I got really burnt instead of tanned :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-9070403362320212517?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/9070403362320212517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=9070403362320212517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/9070403362320212517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/9070403362320212517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/baked-ourselves.html' title='baked ourselves'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1170328914058206676.post-5628075129284584134</id><published>2008-04-04T10:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T10:39:16.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wonderwoman</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/?action=view&amp;amp;current=me-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i249.photobucket.com/albums/gg223/myamendment/me-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Ps: the picture above was taken at Singapore Changi Prison. Oh, a friend will be released in 2010. Okay, i heard his like Hot, Hot now. Oh. Cant wait for my turn next month for the visitng. Sense the miang-ness anot?. &lt;em&gt;hahaha. &lt;/em&gt;Okay pantat, 3 per visit je. And only can visit twice a month. Ermm..26 more days before next month! Counting yaw.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;aku bukan la, wonder-women mu - &lt;em&gt;mulan jameela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1170328914058206676-5628075129284584134?l=myamendment.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/feeds/5628075129284584134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1170328914058206676&amp;postID=5628075129284584134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5628075129284584134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1170328914058206676/posts/default/5628075129284584134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://myamendment.blogspot.com/2008/04/aku-bukan-la-wonder-women-mu.html' title='Wonderwoman'/><author><name>Little Miss Sunshine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00089359472467852848</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
