<?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-6710950713877431433</id><updated>2011-11-09T23:13:52.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an orange perspective</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hyt</name><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>387</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-6213077204474049494</id><published>2010-07-06T21:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-13T09:30:34.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best weekend ever.</title><content type='html'>so last weekend, i went to meet teh aweshomest up. woke up pretty late, around 11.30.  :/ so that was kinda why i was a little late.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when i got there, he was asleep. i felt kinda bad though that i woke him up. then he came out and went to sit at teh pc beside me. i was sitting at his usual pc, so yeah. i guess he was just getting to sleep when i came. mmmm sorry nyang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so after a while, he said,"nyang, i need to move my car kejap" and i said,"ok."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after he came back up, we went jalan kaki to teh mall. and otw there, we talked. i love talking to him. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to booker i think? to look for something, and we didnt manage to get anything cause there wasnt anything interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we walked and talked aimless about everything, and it felt kinda nice. its like our own little thing. it was really nice. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then he asked me where to eat, and i said it was his time to pick, so he picked McDonalds. there, we saw some of his vag members, and regulars. thenn~ we ate!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03399-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03397-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03400-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03401-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like doing this! i mean teh fries like that. well, he was teh one who actually poured our fries like that, even when i didnt have to say anything! lol aweshome much? ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then, we walked back and i stayed there for a while, and teh place literally got packed in just under the hour we left. so i guess its peak time eh around that time? so, there were pretty much no seats in between his pc, so he told me to sit on his lap. suhweet much? i asked if he was sure, cause even though i'm not heavy, lama-lama, panat jua tu his lap. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so i did.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he was being aweshomeeeeeeeeeee ahhhhhhhhh alwefjwlejweflaf ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank aweshomest, for that. :') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gigitan bah usul nya, teh aweshomestttttt which added to his very teh aweshome factor. kthxbi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love you aweshomestt♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;that was literally teh best day ever. ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-6213077204474049494?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/6213077204474049494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=6213077204474049494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6213077204474049494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6213077204474049494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/07/best-weekend-ever.html' title='best weekend ever.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-7916120067183672876</id><published>2010-06-19T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T11:32:36.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>365 days.</title><content type='html'>went to see teh aweshomest. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we went aimlessly around what i thought, was like, teh farthest part of Bandar. lol because, most of these places we went to, i havent been to in ages. i could hardly remember them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but there was this one place that we've been to before. a familiar place, where we went to, for our first date. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like our first date too, we went to buy food and went to a place with a view too! i just noticed! lol although it was different than the first date, but at least we can still see the ocean. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC02102.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC02106.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC02108.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and there was this one moment in teh shop, that we were deciding on what to drink, and we were looking at the closed fridge and my eyes wandered from top to bottom. and then, i kinda saw the below picture, last. and guess what? he went ahead and just took teh can, without me having to say anything at all and well, it was pretty damn interesting. cause he actually took it for me! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC02113.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and well, it was a pretty damn great day too! we went back to gadong and, i went to put my stuff in my car, and he waited for me. when i came back to him, he put his arms around me, and pretended to wrestle me! ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was aweshome! ♥ &amp;heart;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, we went upstairs and he went to change skajap and everything. there were people playing the bandhero, and i watched while he changed baju. then, he came behind me and watched too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while, i had to go. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but before that, i went to salam him and i made a face. :x then he understood and grabbed my hand and we went to teh door with him leading us. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, when we got to teh car, sampat lagi begambar and everything before we went! ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you aweshomest! best day ever! the days i spend with you, will always be my best days. ♥ ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7916120067183672876?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7916120067183672876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7916120067183672876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7916120067183672876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7916120067183672876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/06/365-days.html' title='365 days.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-325087121253825334</id><published>2010-06-09T17:24:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T21:02:20.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>T.M.M</title><content type='html'>on the 29th, the aweshomest♥ ♥ came over to my place, to pick me up.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he brought me along with him for this event for work and i didnt know what to wear! but i ended up wearing something formal-ish. all black, as usual. wished i had whites. even my cousin now needs some white bajus for her work. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when we got to empire, we were kinda surprised that the event wasnt anywhere near the main building, but at the back! it was actually pretty awesome cause we've never been, at that part of empire before. macam, a hidden place. but inside, it was so huge! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and! a lot of the other people ended up not wearing any formal looking clothes either! since the theme was colorful, i wore a color-ed tudong, since im already wearing all black to begin with, and used my clutch that teh sis bought for me, which is a combination of white, brown, red and black. to add color to everything else. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we got in and i met them ella &amp;amp; kida. then saw a few familiar faces. someone called him over to tell him that his parents were up front, so we went to meet them before finding our seats. lol AND! before finding our seats, a lot more people recognized him and vice versa, and i was kinda impressed. lol macam, when i mean a lot, i really meant it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, to me anyways. cause people kept calling him and whatnot. and going around them to find our seats. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a while, we settle at a table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the event was supposed to start at 7.30pm, but then people still kept on coming, and it only ever started at 8pm i think.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00925.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00923.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00936.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00933.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when the performances started, we were given our appetizers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00940.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00946.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hello aweshome hands~ :x lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, dinner! i was starving.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00961.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, on teh 5th; i went to tff to meet him and buat stickars againn~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01460.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so while waiting for it to be cut, we went to jollibee to eat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01481.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;25♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 460px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01484.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;si aweshomestt ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teh stickars.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01490.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;teh stickarss aweshome kan? there was this moment where everyone just looked at teh monitor and they were in awe? lol that was pretty aweshome. and i almost wanted to take a picture too! but then yeah. lol i didnt want people to suddenly look at me, taking a pic or something. so yeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 465px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01501-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stickers on the car.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, went back to tff. after he waited for me, as i was putting my stuff in my car. and then, when i went to him, i put his arm around my shoulder and as we were walking to tff, he jokingly wrestled me. LOL♥  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hung around for a bit. then before i went home, we took a pickar with my aweshome instant camera that he bought for me and yeah. it was aweshomeee♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he parked at where we parked, when we first buat stickers pun, we parked there juga. so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, before i went home, i went and bought ayam penyet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;nyamannnnnnnnnnnnnnnn the sambal especially.&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggthumpup.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, on teh 12th, i came to teh college cause i had my exam. it was alright. after the exam, i went to tff to find that he was still sleeping. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;awwww~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then when we woke up, we played this car game, i forgot what the name is; but then yeah. it was aweshomeeee. it went from being 2 player, to 7 players! 5 in my row. and 2 in his. lol it was kinda funny how they reacted when something happened. ahahahah especially him! :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i stayed for a while, until we finished playing. and then hung around for a bit, before going homee~ :( i had a function to go to, so yeah. it was all good. i still had fun. so yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for teh aweshome moments nyangg♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your teh best ever!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-325087121253825334?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/325087121253825334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=325087121253825334' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/325087121253825334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/325087121253825334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/06/tmm.html' title='T.M.M'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-6999888025195964976</id><published>2010-05-19T19:01:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T00:35:50.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5+5=10</title><content type='html'>i know, i know.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i should be blogging about my birthday slash, graduation day. but its hard to blog about something, when you cant find a card reader, and i nu likey pakai usb via the camera, to get the pictures. :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and mostly also, to the aweshomest♥ ♥ for taking the pictures that night, with my camera.♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ok. i have a little funny confession to make. the graduation was supposed to be in april, but it got postponed for a month, for reasons that shouldnt be mentioned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but anyways.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i went to the admin and asked them when is the actual graduation gonna be on. which date, and whatnots. this was in april btw. and i was just being random. and they said it might be in early may, at the latest. so i said,"&lt;i&gt;is it gonna be on my birthday?&lt;/i&gt;" and they asked when my birthday was, and i told them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i didnt think it would really happen, but.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it kinda did?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL its like, my wish came true, even though it wasnt really a wish.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, in the morning, i drove myself to empire and had the one and only rehearsal for the graduation. me as well as everyone else who has finished their course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my 4th graduation. i've had a graduation, for every big transition in my life, that at the time; seemed a big deal. which, it was. kindergarten, primary 6, form 5. and now diploma. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after the rehearsals, i went straight home. well, i went to get teh aweshomest teh charger for his phone yang i saw the other day, but didnt get. so since im gonna see him that night, i decided to get it for him. ♥ ♥ and to get some stuffs for me as well, so yeah. cause i didnt know ada guardian in sengkurong atu. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;glad it worked. worth the money, even though it wasnt the original charger, but still.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like how things can surprise you, when you already have set your mind to underestimate it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! and before all of this happened, in the early mornings of my birthday, right before 12; he did something mean. :( but it was really sweet, after the whole ordeal. lol he pretended to fall asleep, and i tried calling him a couple of times; but it instead, it made him face the other way. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was 11.30pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after wishing him goodnight, i went out of my room and watched tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came back at 12, and there he was. facing me and left me 2 texts, on both lines. and a little something on it as well. he was waiting for me. and rupanya, it was part of his grand plan. lol to seem like he didnt know about my birthday, and pretended to sleep. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i totally fell for it. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was sweetttttt! ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his texts and everything. :')&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah. i ended up being reaaaaaaaaalllllllllyyyyyyy excited for that night, more than anything! partly nervous, cause he was coming to my graduation! aweshome much? &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so, everything was ready by 7+pm. fixed our robes and everything. the guests were already inside, and we were outside, all lined up just waiting for the guest of honor to arrive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he wasnt here yet though. which kinda made me even more nervous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when i saw him at teh top of the escalator, i was excited! plus, ngam jua lah time atu si dud cakap,"&lt;i&gt;yat, mana boyfriend mu?&lt;/i&gt;" and i said,"&lt;i&gt;tu!&lt;/i&gt;" in a super excited way! ahahaha &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he brought a present for meeee~♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;which was also, part of his grand plan. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one thing for sure, it was bigggg. and green. and so, i approached him, and gahhhhh i wanted to &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt; him right then and there! awlefjwefjwfw but i didnt. :( then, i gave him his ticket and told him to get in, cause i thought teh guest of honor was gonna come, since in the agenda, they said 7.30pm. but boy, was i so wrong. and all my stuffs, including my phones ended up being all with him. lol like, i wanted to get inside skajap, to put my stuffs on my seat, but then yeah. inda kana suruh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he commented on my make-up! thank goodness he liked it. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt; and thank god the sis didnt make-up my face for me. cause i totally looked pale when she tried it the first time! =_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so it was 7.30pm, and we waited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;waited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and waited.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and btw, i was wearing heels. new ones, i bought in KL last year, when i went there with teh parents. and they were killing me! :( sakittt i didnt get a chance to wear 'em at all, so i finally did that night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what happened behind teh scenes was kinda funny though. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we were all in a straight line, 4 lines tu. and as the time went by, the lines loosened; and we all scattered everywhere taking pictures, sitting down or just basically, complaining. and, i even jokingly mentioned to them didi, to picture us getting up the stage to get the diplomas, and fall flat on our faces in front of everyone! ahahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then, i forgot that it was the first time that i wore my new heels, and i dont know how im gonna be able to naik the stage with 'em. :( but thank god, i could. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;part of the reason why i wore heels, was cause i didnt wanna look too short, when i stand next to him. :x &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pictures;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00574.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00576.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 261px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00577.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the above pictures were taken inside, when we, teh graduates; were outside. taken by the aweshomest.♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we waited. still. and i couldnt stand properly cause of my heels, so i went to the nearby sofa, with the rest of them; and sat down, and took off my heels and walked around barefoot for a while. feeling the cold floor. it was very cooling, and at least, made my feet feel awesome. some of the graduates even went up the escalator, doing god knows what. maybe they went to the lecturers who were stationed strategically, to check on the guest of honor and his whereabouts. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so yeah. even the lecturers ngaleh tunggu ani wah. apa tah lagi kami yang semangat brabis udah kan go through the ceremony. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when one of the lecturer's that was with us, punya walkie talkie bebunyi; with another lecturer on the other end saying the guest of honor sampai udah; everyone rushed to get back into line, after being so disorganized before! it was kinda funny to look at. LOL as for me, i ran barefoot back into line, and after sampai sudah to my line, barutah pakai balik my heels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was as if, we never even moved an inch! diam lagitu semua tarus. ahahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then teh whole event started. teh aweshomest took pickars, while my dad took videos. and there was even a glimpse of them talking to each other, where i was sitting. awwwww didi agreed with me. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00596.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then eating time! but before that, all of us went to take a pickar first. all the graduates and whatnots. was tiring. everyone was tired, hungry, and for most of the girls, in pain! well, at least for me it was. lol i could barely stand straight at all. and then, the people behind us were making lame jokes about how we could smell teh food from where we were, and how shiny one of teh photographer's head was; as well as how the other photographer's shirt, tertarik and nampak his belly. lol! it was all very funny, and it was kinda hard to try to make a straight face without appearing too retarded in some way. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/laugh.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then went to the table to find that i was sitting with ella and faahirah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00630.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00629.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00633.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thats not my diploma. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after a little chit chat, i took a little peek at my present. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he told me he got it last minute. and when i looked at the plastic, i said,"knick knacks?" and he just snickered. :s i thought that meant that he got me something from knick knacks for real. and then i remembered about the charger, and gave it to him.♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to take a few more pickars, then home!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 465px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00641.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i tried to take a pickar of him and his 8p, but blur saja. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;texted him by this time, and the parents were asking why he went and followed us, and rupanya he needed to go back to his place, to lock the pagar. so yeh. it was kinda funny. and fun too! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a very fun day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the fun hasnt even started yet!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i got home, he asked me to wait until he got back home; for me to open my present! well, to be honest, it kinda went by in a breeze cause i was busy being tired, and main sama darwish. the sis was kinda surprised to find that the present i got, was from him. lol she didnt expect him to come to the graduation, so yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when i came back into teh room, thats when i found him online! already. so soonnn sooner than expected. but then again, i almost wanted to open the present already. lol :x so good thing that he did!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00648.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;see? :x lol it was like that when i had it, i swear! ahahah but! i actually liked the way he wrapped it. if you notice, it was like he ran out of wrapping paper and added a strip across the top. awesome much? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first thing i saw;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00650.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;LOL then comes the rest of the interesting writings;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 465px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00651-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00652.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh! theres a hole! can i peek in it? ahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00653.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00654.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00655.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00656-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a big box!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00657.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;left me a note inside;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00660.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;im glad its a little blur, cause then, you wont get to see what he said. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and guess whats inside! &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and i actually took pics of the actual unwrapping, but i ended up not taking much pictures towards the end. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and guess what it is?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00664-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00678.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00688.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00689.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00686.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wlefjwljflwfja! he got me what i wanted! aweshome much? mmmmm &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you aweshomest!♥♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a polaroid-like camera! im not gonna say what it is, cause i wanna be the only one in brunei to have it! &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;what with all the lomo craze going around. people are going backwards. film is suddenly the 'in' thing now. what with all the awesome effects it creates. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well so what? i have thissss ♥ ♥ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tarus keluar lagitu gambar nyaa~ &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've always wanted one of these cameras, for ages! when i was younger, i've always wanted a polaroid camera. and now i got one! or something like it, but much better! is he the best or what? ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00695.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and at first, i didnt know the battery came with the camera! cause the package was so well hidden. bisai lagitu. macam gula-gula package nya. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00697.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and he got me film too! 50 films♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00702-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the first thing that came out;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00706.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the first thing i took;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00707.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;n00b tah jua banar. lol it was supposed to be a picture of teh aweshomest, but i was too close!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but a few days later, i get to take another picture;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00723.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it looks wayyyyyyy better in real life. even mom liked it! and the sis was jealous. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt; lol she borrowed it and showed it to her hubby. it was kinda funny. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the smudges were from darwish. lol took a picture of him, just to let him see the little magic behind these things. simple things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i only used 5 films. cause i am karit like that. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he did this, as payback for what i did to him. i got him what he wanted, and he got me what i wanted. like, whatttttt mmmmmmmmm aweshomest!♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he even made a whole,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i-bought-this-in-front-of-you&lt;/span&gt; printscreens, like i did with him! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you aweshomest! for the best gift everrrrr :') &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;your the best gift ever though. to me. i love you!♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can i haz a picture of the both of us banyak-banyak with my new awesome camera please? kthxbi.&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/6710950713877431433-6999888025195964976?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/6999888025195964976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=6999888025195964976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6999888025195964976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6999888025195964976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/05/5510.html' title='5+5=10'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-1774936719982062721</id><published>2010-04-29T23:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T16:09:07.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amazing day♥ ♥</title><content type='html'>so in the morning, i had classes as usual. nothing out of the ordinary... to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i was happy for one thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that i was gonna see him tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was all i thought about. all i wanted to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so it was a little surprising for me, when i opened the back door to see a car with him inside, and i just somehow couldnt find it in myself to move my legs to run towards him, that instant. i was busy being shocked. literally, with my mouth wide open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when it all sunk in, i ran as fast as i could. and waved my hands hoping that he'd see me with his rearview mirror, but he didnt. the car just kept going tarus, and there wasnt even a car in front of him or anything! i was hoping that there was, so i could catch up. but he drove so fast that i thought i'd already lost him. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, i called him. i first called his other line, but inda mau. and i dreaded the thought that his dst pun inda mau jua, cause then; i might not be able to see him. :( but alhamdulillah. his dst was ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he picked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i asked him where he was, and he said something that i somehow didnt catch; cause i was breathing too heavily, lol and he said he was picking his mum up at her workplace. so while still breathing heavily, he asked if i was running, and i said yeah, i did. and asked him if i could join him, even though the words didnt exactly come out of my mouth, he said it and i just said yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a moment, i was happy. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got to talk to him, and meet up in a few seconds! so yeah. it was amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, i did kinda feel like i interrupted a mother-son bonding time, but the mum didnt mind. as soon as i got into teh car, she said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hey&lt;/span&gt;" and i replied back. and we went to see mic and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went to eat at excapade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we parked, i let them walk in front of me, so i could call my mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we got there, i sat in front of him, and he sat next to his mum. got our menu, looked through it; and i ordered just sushi, while they ordered bentos. i think. his mum was being cute. lol she didnt like raw stuffs, at all. and when she got her food, she checked to see if it was cooked first, before eating it. then smiled, and said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yeah, its cooked&lt;/span&gt;" awwwww lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and she also told me about something. :x ahahah im gonna keep that to myself!  &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i did tell her that people often think we look-alike, when he was talking to his friend on the other table. and his friend said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your sister?&lt;/span&gt;" to me. =_= lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was awesome though. a very awesome lunch. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we walked, and surveyed for an iphone. and i guess, to walk off our lunch too. lol so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the mall and something happened there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was mindlessly walking and looking aroud at the stuffs(there was an expo), and before i knew it; BAM! i terlanggar-ed his mum! ahahaha entah, it was so funny to me though. like, she went,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh! you ni!&lt;/span&gt;" in such a funny way, i cant help but laugh about it, everytime i rewind it over and over again, in my head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then she randomly mentioned my birthday, as we got up the escalator. lol after we got up another escalator(to go to the 2nd floor) though, she decided to go back down. LOL macam, we(me&amp;amp;him) looked a little confused as to why she would go back down again(to the ground floor), but we followed her nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rupanya, she wanted to go to the bank. to check her so-called declined card. and when she checked, ada pun money in it. how odd. and contemplated on the fact that they probably swiped it with the wrong machine or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, after checking his cc(cause i wanted to double check), we went out and his mum gave me an advanced birthday present! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and honestly, i was a little hesitant on wanting to accept it really. cause entah. it was random-ish? lol i was a little shocked still, after accepting. then went to the toilet skajap, then did some survey-ing again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was fun. i had fun. brabisly! X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that, went back to his car and sent his mum to her workplace. then sent me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and i forgot to mention that she bought fundonuts juga. for me. before we left. and really, i felt a little spoilt somehow. mmmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, he sent me to mic where my car was and we had our moment. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home feeling a little glad. wanted to sleep, but i couldnt. i got nervous instead. and by 5, i was out of bed, even though i didnt exactly sleep to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;took my time getting ready. and i only got done showering after 6pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by almost 6.30pm, i was done. and waited for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he came with 8p and looking oh so handsome at that! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went zooming to empire to catch the ironman 2 movie premiere, for all audi owners. the so-called reserved parking was practically non-existant. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the movie was just alright for me though. i dont know why, but when i watched it, it was awesome. but after coming out of the cinema, macam it feels just ok. but the fight scenes were niceeee. but everything was just so predictable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was my first time watching it, and even i can predict the outcomes/plots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, the main thing was. i was spending time with the aweshomest♥♥ and being next to him, and leaning my head on his shoulder was the best feeling ever! fed me popcorn too. and we even shared a drink, even though we actually had 2. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and the first thing i noticed when we came out of the car was his shoes. why? because;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00371.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they were formal shoes! and that was the first time i saw him wearing a pair! i've honestly never seen him wear those kinds of shoes before, and really, they looked so good on him! even though they werent his. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, went to have dinner at kfc. had to take-away, cause the service sucks. we were the first ones there, but other people who came after us kept getting their orders done before ours! but we kept ourselves busy though, and made him laugh. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00380.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00388.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00389-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just didnt wanna go home without a souvenir, so i went and order this kfc meal that comes with ironman stuffs, and i got myself this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00382.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best night ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i got home, i texted him. thanking him wholeheartedly for everything. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then he called, and we got to talking so much, that we ended up reminiscing about everything! it went from what happened today, to what happened; when we first started going out with each other. :')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lookie! we even had our photo taken, and posted up at facebook/blog. 3 guesses on what the website is.&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEUhAb3Eals/S9rvUq-pJnI/AAAAAAAANx0/xrUheTr85DA/s400/iIMG_2228.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man. am i short or what? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i love you aweshomest! ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i truly cant ever thank you enough. your the best ever!&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits to the author, for the pic.&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggthumpup.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-1774936719982062721?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/1774936719982062721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=1774936719982062721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1774936719982062721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1774936719982062721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/04/amazing-day.html' title='amazing day&amp;hearts; &amp;hearts;'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WEUhAb3Eals/S9rvUq-pJnI/AAAAAAAANx0/xrUheTr85DA/s72-c/iIMG_2228.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-7675154582347027420</id><published>2010-04-28T18:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T22:31:47.872+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my wednesday &amp; saturday.</title><content type='html'>wednesday, the 21st.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the aweshomest♥♥ came to bandar to pick up his 1m at MM. 1m was being fixed up here, and it was to be ready by wednesday. so yeah. so first, we decided to have lunch first at the mall, specifically, KFC! and we ordered our usual and the person attending to us, gave us a plate of bread, coleslaw and mashed potato, without the chicken(s)! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;si aweshomest♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00265-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we were laughing all throughout eating our lunch, with the randomness in our heads♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;annen!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we went to MM, and picked up 1m! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 261px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00271.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love the above pic. cause hes sho shilly! ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;annen~ we went for a short drink somewhere near where i live and went online with my laptop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00276.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after that, we went our respective ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday, the 24th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his mum invited me to have lunch with them again♥♥ and it was supposed to be at millennium(sp?) and at first, before i even knew where, i hoped it would be at shabu-shabu again. but it wasnt. but later, it changed to what i wanted cause millennium was fully-booked already. so yeah.&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to TFF to meet up with teh aweshomest♥♥ i didnt know he was mandi-ing, so i went in and thought that he was under the blankets cause i saw the crocs near them, and i thought he was under it. but when i pulled the covers at the edge, there was a bed. how did i not see that anyhow? i thought the covers were covering a beanbag. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was behind me, and i was a little surprised. lol i was like,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh?&lt;/span&gt;" cause i seriously thought that he was still sleeping at teh supposed 'beanbag' :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so then, when he was getting ready, fixing up his aweshome hair *ruffles his hair* lol i went to sit at his pc, and then not long after, he came after i went to see how he does he hair; and we went online for a bit. then after, went out with his 8p to shabu-shabu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we sat at the parents' table. lol and we had a little slow service too. the first time we wer there, it was actually alright. maybe cause at the time, when we ordered, it was just the two of us. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that, them at the other table went to TFF i think. and we stayed for a while, and his mum chatted me up and we talked randomly about my course and whatnot. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went jalan, to pick up the tickets for the ironman2 premiere. but first, we took a good look at this baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00310-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, while driving, i took a good look of my baby~ :x lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00317-2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something new? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00316.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00315-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7675154582347027420?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7675154582347027420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7675154582347027420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7675154582347027420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7675154582347027420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/04/my-wednesday-saturday.html' title='my wednesday &amp; saturday.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-318554780524452515</id><published>2010-04-14T13:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T00:02:13.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>undefined.</title><content type='html'>so last weekend, i came over to the cc, to see teh &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aweshomest&lt;/span&gt;♥♥&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i called him a couple of times, just to make sure hes awake and would've been a bonus too, if he answered. cause i honestly wasnt sure if hes awake yet or not. and i wanted to make sure 100% that he was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so when i went upstairs, i peeked around first and saw that he was sitting at his pc. then, i walked over and covered his eyes with my small hands. lol he grabbed them, and turned his head around and said,"heyy~" in his oh so very aweshome voice. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i went and sat next to him, to see what he was up to. kacau more like. :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and so, he showed me stickers that he planned on getting, and we editted them with photoshop, before actually going to make them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh but before that, when i came to the cc, i was fortunate enough to get a parking, right next to his car! awesome much? i almost went for a parallel parking though. right behind him, but then yeah. lol &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC09951-black.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC09953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we went jalan~ to teh sticker making place called westart? lol i pronounced it wrongly at first. guess what was it? :x&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we went(with 8p, of course cause its siokk lol), and oh yeah! we saw one of his members on the road, and he jokingly wanted to ram the car after the speedbump! ahahaha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then when we got there, we gave the guy my pendrive and he re-did everything in coral draw even though we already edited it with photoshop. but its all good. the guy did it pretty fast and makes it look totally imba! lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC09969.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC09970.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC09976.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC09956.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at him paying attention to the screen. so kiutttt X)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we talked about the random things we found in the shop and comtemplated on which one, was on the gold seat that was near the college.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after finalizing everything, we went to eat while waiting for them to get the stickers done.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC09977.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 465px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC09980.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aweshomest&lt;/span&gt; ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, walked back to the shop with his arms around my back, and my ambitious arm around his shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;eh, samseng jua&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the end products;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC09986.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC09991.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC09992.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 468px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00006.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks awesome doesnt it? and it makes me wanna make one for myself. :( maybe for my laptop or something. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00015.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came back to the cc, and stayed skajap and after that, went home. had funnn! like, awejelwjefawf-ly fun! i love you aweshomest! thank you for the aweshome day~ ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! and i forgot to mention that last post, i woke up and wanted to call him, but he ended up calling me first! lol and he said to look outside of my window when i saw him, i was already excited! but when i saw the car that was behind him, i was ecstatic! like whattt~ both 1m and 8p driving by my house? insaneeeeeeeee♥ ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-318554780524452515?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/318554780524452515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=318554780524452515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/318554780524452515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/318554780524452515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/04/undefined.html' title='undefined.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-3498727814952110429</id><published>2010-04-04T17:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T19:07:46.579+08:00</updated><title type='text'>31w3.</title><content type='html'>so he came over the other day and we went for lunch and went to do a little shopping before that, and bought myself an awesome clutch purse! lol i initially wanted to go and get a leather bag, but yeah. the material itself looked a little.. dry? but it was naisssssssssss. sayang ah the leather rusak udah. :( &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, had lunch at kfc, somewhere. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 360px; height: 270px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03758.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 360px; height: 480px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03746.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="width: 360px; height: 480px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03770.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and oh oh! he let me drive his 8p! &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is very teh ringannnnn and smoooooth. makes you go &lt;i&gt;wow&lt;/i&gt; at first drive. siriusly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nyangggg♥ ♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was totally unexpected though. pasal, we went to this place somewhere randomly, and it kinda looks like the perfect place for racing. there were even skid marks and everything! we stopped at this bus stop look-alike area, and he was smiling, looked at me and took off his safety belts. went out of his door and came to my side of the car and said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i want you to drive&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i was totally ecstatic! ...nervous, but mostly excited! lwkejfalwejfewf &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was teh best experience evaaaa! i mean, i was totally driving slow at first, but because of its awesomeness, i couldnt help but drive a little bit faster. lol :x though, not as fast as him. cause i am just really trying to be really careful with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you again nyanyanggg~ for teh aweshome day! and for letting me drive 8p too! ♥ ♥&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/6710950713877431433-3498727814952110429?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3498727814952110429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3498727814952110429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3498727814952110429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3498727814952110429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/04/31w3.html' title='31w3.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-9179306950266652784</id><published>2010-03-20T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T05:09:30.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the 20th.</title><content type='html'>so today, i was invited to eat lunch with his family. ♥&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was a very interesting lunch to say the least, cause..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he got a &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;BRAND  NEW CAR&lt;/span&gt;! awesome much? and of course its a VAG car. something he was contemplating on getting, for a while now. it was between this car, and another. the awesome thing about it all was that it was supposedly a surprise, but yeah. in a way, he was kinda expecting it, macam buleh percaya kah inda ni? lol when his mum told him that he was gonna have the car on monday instead. because earlier on sudah, she told him that the car was done. macam &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/confused.gif" /&gt; jua tu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but in the end, he was right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;surprised-ish, he was. LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there was another surprise that came after that. and yeah. it was a pretty eventful saturday spent, full of surprises. fun fun fun!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would love to post pics, but photobucket is suddenly acting up on me. :( it says it uploads 100% but then, the page doesnt reload and im stuck with the '&lt;i&gt;uploading...&lt;/i&gt;' so i'll try to upload some alright?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after lunch(which btw, was steamboat! was craving 'em for a while, and yeah. alhamdulillah), we went to the hospital, to visit his brother's fiance's sister. we were there for a while, then he sent me home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh but wait. before we went to the hospital, we went for a little joyride-ish. lol feel the power and adrenaline, of going very fast and everything! im loving the smooth feeling, and the new car smell.♥&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and even before going to the hospital, we went to the underground parking(which btw, his mum told him to, in order for the surprise to work.lol) and checked out the car. gotta love the headlights! and! another awesome thing was that, when we went down to the car, there was another audi a3, parked right in between 1m and his phantom black audi a3! LOL &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(btw, i used email to send these pictures to photobucket, like i do when i send them with my phone. lol cause i just cant upload them using the site, so wth right? as long as the pictures are here, i dont mind. am i awesome or what? &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03684.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03685.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03689.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03690.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then, when he sent me home, we contemplated on the fact that when he came to pick me up, he used 1m, but when it came time to send me back; he used 8p! LOL and how my dad would probably not notice the difference cause it was black and had the same rims. ahahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and surprisingly, dad noticed it was an audi. the &lt;b&gt;boyfriend♥♥&lt;/b&gt; parked sideways when he came, so it was a little surprising that my dad knew what car it was, without looking at the symbol of the car.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they talked for a bit about it, and i took moar pics; but im just gonna post one for nao.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03725.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and his mum got me stuffs from her trips, and i really appreciate them!♥ one of them was a bantal, and not just any other bantal, its a light-up bantal! and i love it to bits.♥♥!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank you for the aweshome day nyanyang! &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i'll add more pics whenever i can get back to this alright? until next time then. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-9179306950266652784?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/9179306950266652784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=9179306950266652784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/9179306950266652784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/9179306950266652784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/03/20th.html' title='the 20th.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-5466867300630121333</id><published>2010-03-03T16:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T16:53:43.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last weekend.</title><content type='html'>I loved my saturday. &amp;lt;3333 for obvious reasons of course. ;) one of them being, us sharing his sleeping bag together, and finding out his quirky sleeping antics too. Lol :x Which was probably the highlight of the day. Then, staying in it for a while, before actually waking up. Like, really bangun and not roll around some more and getting comfortable. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;p&gt;Annen! Lunch. Annen! Oh wait, lunch was pretty special. ;) thank you aweshomest! For teh treat. It was great. Your great&amp;lt;33 teh aweshomest eva! &amp;lt;3333  &lt;p&gt;Annen! Being dorky and lame together&amp;lt;33 oh and i drove him back. Lol he walked me over to this place, and i drove him back. I realized that i&amp;#39;ve never driven him in my car before. And he said it felt weird being in the passenger seat since he always drive me everywhere, so yeah.&lt;p&gt;Well, there was that one time, he wanted me to drive teh audi around while he took my bag, but then, after i sarcastically went,&amp;quot;ohh~ you want me to drive~&amp;quot; ahahah he change his mind terus. :x i mean, i&amp;#39;ve driven teh audi before. Just that, its kinda big for someone like me. &amp;gt;_&amp;lt;&lt;p&gt;But i wanna try lagi. The only other car i&amp;#39;ve driven, if you dont count audi and my car; was my cousin&amp;#39;s echo. Atu pun pasal terpaksa. No other choice. He needed to take money out and nad and qeelah didnt actually have much experience with driving, so yeah. &lt;p&gt;Right nao, i want to have an experience of driving someone else&amp;#39;s car, other than my own. Pasal, it sounds like fun? &lt;p&gt;I wanna drive si sexy. :x ahahahah big bro seems to wanna personalize it moar lately cause entah. Seems like everyone is having that car nao. And it feels a little foreign to me, to see sexy in other colors except red. Macam.. Inda sesuai? Unless of course, if its red,black or white. But more to black and red really. So yeah. Hmm. Sexy is resting in the garage. I wannaaaaa~ lol&lt;p&gt;Oh! And i dropped by on sunday too. To see teh aweshomestt~&amp;lt;33 i mean, i was surprised that big bro suggested something, very close to where teh aweshomest was, and after it got confirmed, i couldnt hide teh smile and laughter that came next. Lol how very teh ironic. And we walked to teh mall and back, though, walking back to teh car was just me and 2nd bro, but at least it gave me a little time to say my goodbyes to him&amp;lt;33 before i went home. X) and he was surprised too! When i came back teh 2nd time. Ahahaha the look he had on was totally priceless brabis! &amp;lt;33 loved it. Ahahah&lt;p&gt;And walking to teh mall atu..kinda feels like walking in bandar during sultan&amp;#39;s birthday, somehow. If only they had food stalls, then it&amp;#39;d be totally perfect! Lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-5466867300630121333?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/5466867300630121333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=5466867300630121333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/5466867300630121333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/5466867300630121333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-weekend.html' title='last weekend.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4151585147724149629</id><published>2010-02-20T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T05:01:51.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday aweshomest!</title><content type='html'>so i had a plan. knowing me, of course it'd be last minute. :x lol well, it was only last minute because i didnt have the money yet. and i wasnt sure if he wanted it, as much as i thought he would, cause he hasnt mentioned it lately. so when he did, thats when i automatically went for it. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last week, this happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=rightinfrontofyou.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 502px; height: 315px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/rightinfrontofyou.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yups, i was making an order, right in front of him-ish. LOL this was exactly last week. the 13th. then, next week(which was this week) wednesday, i got a call from them saying that i had to wait 2 weeks for it! whatttttt they had no stock for it, so thus the waiting. and they offered the gold one instead, but i said i'd see first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost what i thought was my only source of being able to get teh present. but then, the very next day, i went to teh mall, just to look for the present itself. so i can get it on the spot and not wait for 2 weeks. went around the place and practically survey-ed the prices and one in particular, caught my attention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first, i just went by to look at it dulu, check other places and their prices. and  when i found out that other places sold it for wayyyy more expensive with 512mb memory card at that! i thought, wtf. rip-off much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i went for the cheapest amongst the lot, but offers 2gb(for free btw. with the phone). apparently, it comes default with 2gb. but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;some &lt;/span&gt;gave out 512mb instead with it. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, since i was already late, i just put a deposit for it. and planned on getting it the next day, after my exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, exam day; was the day i got my hands on it, finally! i was anxious, and excited at the same time. that was kinda the reason why i was late going back home. i was actually late on thursday too. lol but yeah. very the worth it.&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggthumpup.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, saturday came. oh wait. before that, i had another brilliant idea. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;on friday, i talked to him and told him to not expect too much on the present i got for him. cause i '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;supposedly&lt;/span&gt;' didnt have enough money to get him something else i planned to get; so i got him something cheap instead. :x LOL obviously not true, but im glad he bought it. cause i wanted him to reallyyyy not expect what i got for him. he even made guesses and one of them was shoes. i wanted to laugh, but i couldnt. cause i already planned on wanting to put the present in a shoe box, but yeah. obviously, a little laugh slipped out and thus, made his little guess on shoes a little bit stronger. which, was actually a plus for me eitherway. lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when teh clock striked 12, called him and wished him happy birthday. he was already in bandar then, and balas balik the joke he gave me, on my birthday. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt; and he laughed his aweshome laugh. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the call, i charged it dulu and waited for a while for it to finish charging. after that, wrapping time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first time wrapping a present, evaaaa~ so no fancy folding. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03363.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 360px; height: 480px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03363.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://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03372.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 277px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03372.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see? 2 freaking gig! how generous! lol so, i wanted to hide the box, to not make it seem obvious that its the phone's box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03375.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 468px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03375.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://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03374.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03374.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03381.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03381.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, final shots of the phone before it got into the box;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03392.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03392.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://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03393.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 349px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03393.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://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03394.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03394.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thennn~ as requested(or rather, expected), i put it in a shoe box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03395.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03395.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://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03396.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 468px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03396.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://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03398.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03398.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://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03399.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03399.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://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03400.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 465px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03400.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://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC03401.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 466px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03401.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to be clear, this was the phone he wanted to get since i started work last year! he wanted it so badly, needed it, and i wanted to be the one that got it for him, after he numerously mentioned that he wants to get it, i kinda got a little discouraged. but not enough to give up hope completely. and in the end, thankfully; i was the one that got it for him. lol if he already bought it, i wouldnt know what to give him for his birthday, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then today, i met him and brought his present with me. his reaction? pretty unexpected. but everytime i try to imagine it, i always smile. brabisssssssss X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he had no clue whatsoever! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;font-family:'Times New Roman';font-size:medium;"  &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); white-space: pre;font-family:'MS Shell Dlg';font-size:10;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Snapshot.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 263px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Snapshot.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....i'll continue this when teh video can at least finish its uploaddd~ lol yesh, ada video that i can replay over and over. that one part where he found out i got him the phone. &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4151585147724149629?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4151585147724149629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4151585147724149629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4151585147724149629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4151585147724149629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/02/happy-birthday-aweshomest.html' title='happy birthday aweshomest!'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-6013678197789194372</id><published>2010-02-10T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T11:49:43.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a week ago.</title><content type='html'>A week ago, something happened to the car. The few people i told, kept asking for pics. Lol i just couldnt really. It felt like i did something bad to it(which, i did), and having a pic to remind me of that, kinda adds insult to injury in a way? So yeah. &lt;p&gt;Dad texted me, telling me he&amp;#39;ll send the car to college, and well; i just couldnt wait to see it really. Not knowing where he parked it, adds more to the excitement! Lol even when he told me where it is, it didnt actually hit me until i went and checked on the other end of the building. &lt;p&gt;When i was looking for it beforehand, a friend said,&amp;quot;you waiting for someone?&amp;quot; and i said bluntly,&amp;quot;no, im looking for my car&amp;quot; lol &amp;gt;_&amp;lt; sounds silly, i know. Its like, i didnt know where i parked or something.&lt;p&gt;---------------&lt;p&gt;I was supposed to send this, on wednesday. Lol using my phone again, btw.&lt;p&gt;Anyways, cant sleep. I dont plan to anyways. Even if i happen to fall asleep, it would be by complete accident. My laptop is outside. I could&amp;#39;ve done this using it, but it was on for the whole 2 days yesterday, so it deserves its rest. :) i guess thats pretty ironic. Since i got too much rest since the weekend started. Lol &lt;p&gt;The clock in my room shows 9.33. Analogue clocks are odd. You can only tell if its am or pm by the time of day. If its morning, it automatically becomes am. And if its afternoon/night, it automatically becomes pm. What if, like my clock, it gets stuck, and you dont know when it got stuck. Be it am or pm. And im also wondering. How does time move? How does it capture the exact time of the day, by a moving needle-like pointer that moves around numbers, and tells you the time it is now? Lol i think im not making sense. But if time is like a clock, when it runs out of batteries; would it stop? When you turn the needles back, would it turn back time? Or forward, to the future? And we can decide our own presents? Eh, macam double meaning the &amp;#39;presents&amp;#39;. Lol&lt;p&gt;Right now, Im just under my blanket with my gold pillow, letting the phone be my and contemplating a million and one things at a time. Like the ever so harmless analogue clock.&lt;p&gt;-------------&lt;p&gt;Its already wednesday again. Lol im just gonna post this. I kept not posting it cause entah. I dont feel like it? Still using my phone btw. So yeah. Its the third wednesday since the beginning of this post. Ok fine fine. Im gonna add a pic of my car ukieh? Im impressed with the work done over it, after seeing the before, and seeing it nao macam, woah. Awesome work. The guy who did it apparently just fixed the injuries saja. Even though ada patah sikit, but it looks so smooooth that i cant help but touch it. Lol its like its not even there! I would totally recommend this guy if i knew where dad got it done. And he got it fixed in just 5 days! How awesome is that?&lt;p&gt;....Alrighty. Not enough memory to send. LOL and tak cukup untuk add gambar, oh well~ :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-6013678197789194372?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/6013678197789194372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=6013678197789194372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6013678197789194372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6013678197789194372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/02/week-ago.html' title='a week ago.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-7866791658377712779</id><published>2010-01-13T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T15:22:16.962+08:00</updated><title type='text'>familiar stranger.</title><content type='html'>Well, i wanted to post a pic on here, but its raining and i dont want to get the paper wet. I wanted to put it back to its original position, and take a pic. i know i shoul&amp;#39;ve just taken a pic of it as soon as i got it on my windshield; but i got too scared to stall some time for teh so-called stranger to grab me or something. Lol&lt;p&gt;Well, the story goes that someone had written on a piece of paper that reads;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;i&amp;#39;ve been watching you. I&amp;#39;m looking at you right now&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Ok, honestly, the first time i read it, i was a little flattered. And just basically laughed it off thinking it was some kind of joke and went,&amp;quot;wtf?&amp;quot; lol Flattered, for teh first sentence; that is. When the second sentence sunk in, i looked around quickly and before going into the car, i took another quick look and before i went in, i heard a honk from a car. My eyes quickly caught the car with some shades on the front, but somehow, my body has already decided to get into the car quickly. Lol and when i did and was about to start the car, something suddenly sunk in. &lt;p&gt;I was totally afraid.&lt;p&gt;But then, something happened.&lt;p&gt;Before i turned the ignition, The &amp;#39;stranger&amp;#39; finally revealed himself to me, by running towards me and smiling his infectious smile. And when i saw him, i freaking smiled from cheek to cheek! LOL see? Infectious! and when he opened the door, i hugged him! Mgwtmadjmtwgmj&lt;p&gt;Felt good to see the awesomest person alive~ entah ah. It pretty much made my day just by that little surprise that he spontaneously came up with. After having the strongest feeling that he was gonna come, and to be proven wrong by text; which later proved to be right in person! Lol!&lt;p&gt;Greatest day ever. X) thank you awesomest! &amp;lt;333&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7866791658377712779?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7866791658377712779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7866791658377712779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7866791658377712779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7866791658377712779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/01/familiar-stranger.html' title='familiar stranger.'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-774366872396500877</id><published>2010-01-09T00:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T00:57:01.328+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/S0dj3Tu-6JI/AAAAAAAAAJI/g3GcpaD2XwM/s1600-h/09012010(001)-721329.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/S0dj3Tu-6JI/AAAAAAAAAJI/g3GcpaD2XwM/s320/09012010(001)-721329.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5424414078032341138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;So i made indomee~ just indomee though. I wanted to make indomee+maggi kari but no maggi kari. :( and i made indomee with the microwave only cause i couldnt figure out how to turn on the gas. =_= so yeah. Actually, i wouldnt&amp;#39;ve figured out another way to cook it, if i hadnt bought indomee at this place, and they cooked it with a microwave and i got curious. So yeah. Lol&lt;p&gt;Oh and another random thing. My cousin used to have a major headache that got her admitted to the hospital for a day. Pasal banyak makan chocs. Yeah. Seriously. &lt;p&gt;Anyways, time to enjoy my indomee~ nyamm~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-774366872396500877?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/774366872396500877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=774366872396500877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/774366872396500877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/774366872396500877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/01/so-i-made-indomee-just-indomee-though.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/S0dj3Tu-6JI/AAAAAAAAAJI/g3GcpaD2XwM/s72-c/09012010(001)-721329.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-2904549417117567693</id><published>2010-01-08T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T03:32:33.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Weird. I just got myself a new software for teh laptop, and somehow, its inspiring me to work on teh things i&amp;#39;ve not been doing in a while. Watching back my old compiled videos, macam siok. Lol &lt;p&gt;But. I had to find the keygen for it, which was kinda a pain, but worth it if it works. And if it can get past my anti-virus lagi baguss~ so yeah.  :)&lt;p&gt;Been using 2nd bro&amp;#39;s go broadband lately, and downloading it, was pretty much a breeze~ i became too used to teh fast connection that going back to my old connection has become a last resort. Lol jadi secondary connection saja, for when 2nd bro brings his go broadband with him to work. &lt;p&gt;And the white dell studio xps is still there people~ lol durang tapuk, but you can still see it. Limited, and one of a kind. They dont bring those in anymore. Just that one. So yeah. I would gladly trade my current lappy for that if i could. Lol :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-2904549417117567693?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/2904549417117567693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=2904549417117567693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2904549417117567693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2904549417117567693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/01/weird.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-5481623733961385539</id><published>2010-01-03T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T04:36:20.544+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/Sz-uRGyNYwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AgfEB69O-fI/s1600-h/30122009-001-780545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/Sz-uRGyNYwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AgfEB69O-fI/s320/30122009-001-780545.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5422244085279580930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I would first of all like to say, that i predict that the colour white, would suddenly be appealing to everyone, this year.&lt;p&gt;And this, coming from someone who went from wearing all black, to colours, to white. --Some, white. And nopes, thats not edited. Its real. I&amp;#39;ve seen it with my own eyes. Even the grip part is white! I know right! Makes me wanna get it, cause its so rare!&lt;p&gt;Ladies and gents, behold. A white dell studio xps.&lt;p&gt;And dont think i didnt notice that i didnt post up a kl pic. At all. But yeah.  Oh well. Im blogging with my phone btw.&lt;p&gt;To me, this is easier because im only sending an email via messaging. So yeah. No hassle of username or password. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-5481623733961385539?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/5481623733961385539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=5481623733961385539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/5481623733961385539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/5481623733961385539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2010/01/heh.html' title='heh'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/Sz-uRGyNYwI/AAAAAAAAAJA/AgfEB69O-fI/s72-c/30122009-001-780545.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-889848964023752322</id><published>2009-12-18T02:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T02:06:03.597+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woah.</title><content type='html'>for a second there, i thought i forgot my password. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, alright. i took a 5 days holiday to go to KL. most of the time, i was alone anyways; so it was still as if i didnt go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i had fun. :) i sometimes get the room all to myself, and laze around and come back or go; however i please. almost feels like i went to KL alone. but im not. the parents had to go 'cuci darah' so yeah, i was left pretty much alone. or if im not, i just hang around with the cousins. they stayed so close, that i could walk over to them whenever i wanted. tapi nyaaaaaaaaaa jauhhhhhhhhhh =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i find that the moment the plane tires leave the ground; is the most amazing feeling in the world. makes you feel.. light. antah. but i like it. what i dont like however, is the uneasy feeling i get when the plane feels like its losing control, but its not. you feel your dropping down slightly, but not entirely enough to make you panic. make sense? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures.. next post maybe? maybe just one. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only cause i didnt take much pictures, to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....understatement, but i mean, not much pictures; with me in it. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;until next post~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wow. its 2:05am already panya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2:05 ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-889848964023752322?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/889848964023752322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=889848964023752322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/889848964023752322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/889848964023752322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/12/woah.html' title='woah.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-8532610109711645127</id><published>2009-12-02T00:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T05:03:04.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so like.</title><content type='html'>i havent been blogging in a while. been too busy with the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesomest&lt;/span&gt;♥♥ lately. :x lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and how, being busy; also contributes to that too. busily occupied. in a good way. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so we celebrated our 5th, with pizza hut!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 468px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00317-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00332-1-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent had pizza in agesssss and i was kinda craving 'em actually. everytime i see a flyer out somewhere, be it on a car or at home. so yeah. i didnt even bother to satisfy my craving on my own. since i'd be having it with him soon enough, i'd rather let it grow, and have company while im at it too. cause everything is always so much better with you. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome. that rhymed. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 351px; height: 468px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00305-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above was taken, by complete accident. lol but its lawa somehow. taken by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesomest&lt;/span&gt;♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few days later, we went to watch a movie &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hes&lt;/span&gt;♥♥ been wanting to watch on the big screen, but never really got around to it. so we had a little unplanned plan, which kinda worked for us? plus, i get to spend a little bit more time with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;♥♥ too. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was amazing. best 2 hours and 40 minutes of my life! more for the company, then the movie though. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now.. we're having a week holiday. well technically, we're having 4 days holiday saja. the rest are andang cuti days. lol and well, i guess, its more than one week. if you start counting from friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll try to blog more often. theres actually a lot to blog about. but then, im pretty much unpredictable. i might say i'll blog and i wont. cause entah, i guess i just dont want to be too predictable i guess? plus, i've just been taking a lot of pictures lately. and yeah, that means the camera is back with me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mostly out of boredom. and im not gonna say what im gonna do next, cause then; i might just not do it. :s so yeah. later then. or whenever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-8532610109711645127?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/8532610109711645127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=8532610109711645127' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8532610109711645127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8532610109711645127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-like.html' title='so like.'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-7956693886072046143</id><published>2009-11-11T09:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T15:15:27.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;im at &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; college, and i got an awesome parking today. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;i feel kinda productive yesterday. i went from the hq to the sales department yesterday and i ended up randomly knowing the price of the ram when they wanted to know, and was about to ask hq. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i went to hq cause i wanted to use the toilet saja. :x but i ended up doing more. went to talk to the boss and ask whats up. everything was as casual as it seemed. got a sony fifa 2010 lanyard in return. and its blue! damn, i should've gotten two. :x lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the ram was just randomly there on his table and i randomly asked how much they were. didnt think it would actually come in handy when i went to the sales department. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the supervisor even went,"&lt;i&gt;shes good&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggrin.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i mean, i dont even work there anymore, and i knew the prices, before anyone there knew! ahahaha im just THAT good. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and they totally trusted what i said. i could've said a random number, and they would've believed me! :x lol nadawah. i told them i was from hq anyhow, and asked the boss personally lagi. so yeah. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7956693886072046143?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7956693886072046143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7956693886072046143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7956693886072046143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7956693886072046143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/11/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-3635111868211323981</id><published>2009-11-04T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T14:08:24.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=__=</title><content type='html'>so. i have been getting stuffs for the car lately. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;......&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, i wanna say its 'my' car, but technically; its not really mine. i just couldnt help but buy stuff for my convenience, y'know? lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but then again. of all days, i had to have trouble with it, on the first day of me bringing it to college alone! =_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh. i organized my gmail yesterday. and this is what happens when i just couldnt be bothered anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/talur.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL too many unwanted emails. there was more actually, but yeah. i can only display 100 emails on one page.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;gahhhh is the name of the folder i put it in. :x actually, its just a random folder with everything in it. malas already to organize it. so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-3635111868211323981?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3635111868211323981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3635111868211323981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3635111868211323981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3635111868211323981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='=__='/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-974632195639869840</id><published>2009-11-02T01:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T02:01:00.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey.</title><content type='html'>y'know what? i just realized something.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i dont really remember, but have i always worn flip flops at the college dulu? cause i remember going totally bare-foot everywhere cause the place is carpeted anyhow. so yeah. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but ever since i restarted college, and taking a higher course than the previous one i took, i've only been wearing shoes. and i havent taken them off cause of the hassle of having to either wear them back or tie them up. cause my shoes are high cut. ada plang that one awesome pair yang low cut, but sayanggggggggggg~ i dont wanna get it dirty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;masa atu sudah, i wore it when i didnt know it was gonna rain heavily later. =__= and thus, the shoes pun basah~ :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i havent worn them since. but maybe later? hope it doesnt rain on me today.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;its a big day. so yeah. ;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s; my blog posts are gonna be boring from now on, cause i could not be bothered with the pics. the uploading, resizing. its just too much work. and plus, the camera isnt with me anyhow. so yeah. i have an excuse. :x lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and oh yeah. i realized that i've completely missed posting about raya. about that, raya this year for me.. was amazing! though, the hype only lasted for a week cause some were working; but it was still a change of pace from the previous year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i missed ramadhan. since i worked for less than 12 hours a day during puasa, which was actually a highlight for me in a way, cause by the time we came back from sungkai, we only had 2 hours left for work! so yeah. i also missed the whole, gerai ramadhan thing cause of it. i didnt get to go out with the family, to buy sungkai stuffs like i used to. :/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and it was a bittersweet moment, how my last day of work, was actually the last day of ramadhan. and big bro picked me up on my last day. spent most of that day with &lt;b&gt;him&lt;/b&gt;♥♥ as well. as i've mentioned in one of the posts below. so yeah. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i do drop by sana, from time to time. and one of my customers actually came looking for me apparently. lol he offered me a job btw. so yeah. he said there were a lot of vacancies.. and yeah. it was an interesting offer. i think i even asked about how much it pays? lol :x but even his nephew didnt get the job due to continue-ing studies. so yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;again, big day today. i honestly hope it doesnt rain. but if it does rain, at least it'll wake me up in the mornings. the cold i mean. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-974632195639869840?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/974632195639869840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=974632195639869840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/974632195639869840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/974632195639869840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/11/hey.html' title='hey.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-7211487263604688736</id><published>2009-10-10T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T03:04:17.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>theres just so much movies, that i cant really pick the ones i like now. if theres a movie showing on tv, only then i would go,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;oh! thats my favorite!&lt;/span&gt;" lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah. i havent blogged. again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i'll start new. start fresh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a new blog maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this is so me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...i should really stop doing that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i keep wanting to do new things, but then i manage to convince myself that i dont want to cause of this and that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, i've been putting a lot of  effort into this one already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..see? convincing myself again to not move. lol =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7211487263604688736?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7211487263604688736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7211487263604688736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7211487263604688736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7211487263604688736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title='~'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-1318074741979710662</id><published>2009-10-03T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-03T02:00:28.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am such an ass.</title><content type='html'>...cause the cousins have been asking for the pics for ages, and i still havent given it to them! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally unintentional, but yeah. my reason would be, cause my memory cards(yes, both of them) have been corrupted and unreadable. and yups. it sucks. and no, that doesnt mean the pics arent recoverable, cause they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was fortunate enough though, to find a software to recover them! so &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;phew&lt;/span&gt; for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and still, i have yet to upload the pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyways, i started college; monday udah. and seeing the few familiar faces sana was definitely the highlight of the day. and i noticed something. yes, people actually commented on me wearing a lighter shade than the synonymous black. =_= orange, to be exact. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt; wanted to wear baju kurong, so we did. and i had the orange baju out already, from the first week of raya, so yeah. what the heck right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that something that i noticed was, black is actually a freaking wall builder! i never knew! i mean, when i wore baju kurong, random people actually talked to me? lol it was actually pretty interesting in a way. cause i wear colors too! ...on the inside. lol :x but they mostly asked if i was new and what not. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 360px; height: 480px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00282.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. the nephew got this badge thing for free. he got it for '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;being cute&lt;/span&gt;'. whatttttttttt ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something random; i found 2 awesome pens! after all these years, since '05 to be exact; the pens are still usable! awesome! i thought the inks would dry out, but it didnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.deadinsect.co.uk/uploaded_images/pilot_v_signature-788567.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found this on a site. i just dont know where else to find the exact pic of the pens im talking about. and speaking of pens, i used to like these kinds of pens too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8OmD6SQJh5M/ScMagRVYF3I/AAAAAAAACuE/ZFgIjarPj94/s400/KR-Pen-8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fountain pens are awesome for a reason. ok, i feel like i want one now. :s i mean, i used to borrow a friend's fountain pen until the ink literally ran out. lol i even kept a book, of what i wrote with that pen. but then with it, my handwriting completely changed, altogether too! lol tapi nya siokkk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and another thing(lol i keep jumping from one thing to another.), i never noticed that new moon is gonna come out soon. like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;november&lt;/span&gt; soon. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this&lt;/span&gt; november, next month! i never keep track of these things really. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i suddenly miss kk again. despite the whole h1n1 thing, which btw; made me feel like we were being checked for a zombie virus with the scanner thing they used on us. :s it was still siokkk~ we almost always had the room to ourselves, so it made us feel like we're on our own. and yups, we were watching twilight. and yes, they had a dvd player too. so we bought a random movie just to try it out. lol this was actually an afternoon where the parents went to a tamu and left us. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05452.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05454.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the times when i had the pillow with me, still. ;) and the newness, of it all.. you, me, us. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and! one more thing. lol i got offered a job. at my previous working place, part time. surprisingly. they dont actually take part-timers, but yeah. an exception i suppose? ..but its not just me though. they just need the people. so if you wanna work somewhere, they'll definitely take you. :) depends though. on whether you finished school already or not, and if  your willing to. sanggup is the word here. the pay is great, if your rajin enough. buleh jua sampai 1k, if; like i said, your rajin &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;enough&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatmore, the people sana are super friendly! so yeah. a dream job for many, asal sanggup saja. not many working places, are friendly on the first day of your job. even now,  i feel very much attached to that place already, in just the few months i was there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last, but not least(i just remembered it like, literally seconds ago), the bank i went to, to get my atm card; called. tadi? i think? and that it was ready for pick-up and stuff. heh sudah orang ke sana tu ah, mana pandai ada tu. sudah orang malas kan check lagi, ada tia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just got approved&lt;/span&gt;' MY ASS. i just hope i dont get to see the same person that 'layan'-ed me the other day. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh. i'll pick it up monday. i should get to pay less though, for the card. cause i came there at the exact amount of weeks they told me to come pick it up. but when i was there, nada. the card atu, nada. i know its pretty senseless to be all worked up about this, but its my freaking first atm card damnit! i was excited to get one. but now its just.. a big blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;right about now, im thinking; getting a bank account was probably a bad idea. i dont have much in it anyways. if i still had work, maybe. its just. the novelty of having one i guess. and the fact that i had too much cash with me, at one point in time. so yeah. i just hope i get to put in money, more than i put out. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im thinking to ask the rents for my bank account thats with them. and close that account up for good. cause it was an account we made, when i was 12 i think. i dont remember how much was it it, but would be interesting to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i'll blog about thursday.. maybe later? or tomorrow. we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-1318074741979710662?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/1318074741979710662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=1318074741979710662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1318074741979710662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1318074741979710662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-am-such-ass.html' title='i am such an ass.'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_8OmD6SQJh5M/ScMagRVYF3I/AAAAAAAACuE/ZFgIjarPj94/s72-c/KR-Pen-8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-1411035857554195885</id><published>2009-09-23T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T01:11:26.312+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh and, im using my phone btw. So yeah. Koneksi sini suddenly so &amp;#39;awesome&amp;#39; &amp;gt;_&amp;gt; cant even facebook much. Nyeh. I wanna see picturesss~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-1411035857554195885?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/1411035857554195885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=1411035857554195885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1411035857554195885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1411035857554195885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-and-im-using-my-phone-btw.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-8568250645702687176</id><published>2009-09-23T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T01:00:28.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my last night.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SrkCrDVR39I/AAAAAAAAAHk/cLKswVwPyTw/s1600-h/14092009-728598.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SrkCrDVR39I/AAAAAAAAAHk/cLKswVwPyTw/s320/14092009-728598.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384337768150327250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;My last night, as a working girl.&lt;p&gt;My last night, being in the same environment, i grew to love.&lt;p&gt;My last night, seeing the same faces, that became all too familiar to me.&lt;p&gt;My last night, of joking around and laughing at the random stuffs and videos. Lol :x &lt;p&gt;My last night, at bugging my co-worker slash colleague, about quitting smoking. Lol&lt;p&gt;My last night, at seeing another co-worker slash colleague, in an animated discussion about cars, with my boyfriend. &lt;p&gt;My last night, at being amazed at how close everyone was, and how open; in just a short time. Including, my boyfriend.&lt;p&gt;My last night, of being just a little bit more annoyed than normal, over randomly annoying stuffs that i find annoying.&lt;p&gt;My last night, at sitting in the stock room, and overlooking the people.&lt;p&gt;My last night, at taking the long route, to go to the toilet. Lol&lt;p&gt;Sunday, was the last night i worked. &lt;p&gt;And i have to say, that i dont regret it one bit. :) i mean, working there. The quitting part, is another thing altogether. It wasnt my decision, but yeah. I couldnt decide at all about it, so it was decided, for me. Working there, wasnt what i expected at all. Honestly. And leaving.. was the saddest part. &lt;p&gt;2 days before i left, some people sana already thought i was leaving. And even though i havent left, it felt like i already did. We went home a little late that day cause a customer wanted something and yeah. I was the only one that left a little earlier than everyone else. So when i walked to the elevator, and waited for it to come up, i saw them come out of the store and waved at me. It was then, that i felt like that was an &amp;#39;airport moment&amp;#39;. The waving from afar, knowing it was the last time we get to see each other; and the tears.&lt;p&gt;Even though i havent left, i felt like im already leaving. :s and that was just 2 day before the actual leaving.&lt;p&gt;And it only got worst, on the last day.&lt;p&gt;But it was a totally bittersweet moment. I spent most of my time before sungkai with the co-workers. And after, with him. So yeah. &lt;p&gt;Everything under the rain.. was awesome. ;) we went to our own little world, where it was just the two of us. And it felt a little odd, blending in with the crowd after that. &lt;p&gt;Its already the start of the 3rd day of raya today. &lt;p&gt;And i know its pretty late, but selamat hari raya, maaf zahir dan batin to all who are reading this. :)&lt;p&gt;Oh yeah. And my uncle asked what we were doing the other day, checking out cars. Lol :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-8568250645702687176?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/8568250645702687176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=8568250645702687176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8568250645702687176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8568250645702687176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-last-night.html' title='my last night.'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SrkCrDVR39I/AAAAAAAAAHk/cLKswVwPyTw/s72-c/14092009-728598.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-9088555202371034433</id><published>2009-09-19T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T15:44:21.432+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SrSL1Vh-qgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/X32QMa8Snss/s1600-h/e0652756c7f06ccf9a69d87c2807fda0-761433.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SrSL1Vh-qgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/X32QMa8Snss/s320/e0652756c7f06ccf9a69d87c2807fda0-761433.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383081203043576322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I forgot where i got this pic from, but i think its from either deviantart or facebook. Credit goes to the owner of this pic. Awesome.&lt;p&gt;And im just testing my phone&amp;#39;s emailing feature. So yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-9088555202371034433?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/9088555202371034433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=9088555202371034433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/9088555202371034433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/9088555202371034433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/09/testing.html' title='testing.'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SrSL1Vh-qgI/AAAAAAAAAHc/X32QMa8Snss/s72-c/e0652756c7f06ccf9a69d87c2807fda0-761433.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-7704381251622905633</id><published>2009-09-16T22:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:04:53.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AWESOMESTTTTT &lt;3333333</title><content type='html'>ok, i seriouslyyyyyyyyyyyyy need to blog regularly. SERIOUSLY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im honestly starting to forget awesome things, thats been happening. and kinda wanting to document them. in a way, but never really got around to them. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, this thing is pretty dull without pics. and without pics, i get a little discouraged to write stuffs. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. ever since i started work, things have been pretty interesting. my 2nd job ever, but this time, more relevant to '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;my course&lt;/span&gt;' *rolls eyes* and even then! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;they&lt;/span&gt; have something to complain about! ...anyways. my awesome collegues are super awesome. ever since i stepped foot into the shop, everyday became more bearable then the next. and even &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the boyfriend&lt;/span&gt; became close to them. see how great they are?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i even get commission. my supervisors are actually quite surprised at my little achievement last month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me too actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i sold the minimum target units in just a month, when it was actually set out to be reached within 3 months. lol when the boss asked if i knew how much i sold last month, i told him,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dunno?&lt;/span&gt;" cause i never counted them and so he showed me, and well; i was a little happy, but mostly shock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got my pay yesterday. when i was out. i mean, off day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of yesterday.. we had a plan that went &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awlekfjlewfjwf&lt;/span&gt; to being &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whattttttt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it happened. exactly like it did, the last time. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unbelievable. indescribable. oh, and we werent alone btw. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nad&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;qeelah&lt;/span&gt; came with us. so they minggled and yeah. cali lah. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we both got our pays. and celebrated like we should. -ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everytime we tried to go out for a movie, macam. inda pandai sampat. so yesterday, FINALLY. we did. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner, movies and shopping. went home pretty late too. had to send them cousins off to their homes and when we were finally alone, he surprised me with something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i wanted to get, for the both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something, like this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_W9BgElPk62A/SnWD_FV7v1I/AAAAAAAAEJg/dm5yM0MB6YU/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhhh! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; got it for us instead!&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;surprised&lt;/span&gt;' would be a total understatement really. i was ecstatic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were on our way to my house(and it was late already, i was panicking. lol) and i noticed &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;taking off &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; current necklace. i had a big '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;'(question mark) look on me, as to why &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; took it off but i just thought it was cause we were almost near to my house already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we slowed down a bit, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; started to get something from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; right pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;what are you doing?&lt;/span&gt;" i asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; took &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; right hand out from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; pockets and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;turn on the light&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...?&lt;/span&gt;" *switches the light on*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*opens up &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his&lt;/span&gt; right hand slowly to show the two necklaces*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;....wha-- how?!&lt;/span&gt;" with a seriously shocked, but growing smile. :)))))))))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the story goes, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; actually got those necklaces for us, when i gave &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; the link to the site. ok, honestly; i am an avid visitor of &lt;a href="http://www.gift-square.com"&gt;gift-square&lt;/a&gt;, ever since it was established? lol i had no idea that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; was the one that got the necklaces before i did. so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; talked to one of the gift-square guys and yeah. it became a little surprise on my part, cause i've been bugging them about when the necklaces would get here. usually, they would text me. but they didnt! so i kinda became a little annoying and yeah. :x LOL sorry. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suweettttttttttt much? &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i was a little confused when&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; he&lt;/span&gt; showed it to me. how did &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; get it, before i did? the questions, that left me wondering; but they were all answered after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; got home. yes, i had to spend all that waiting, by looking at the necklace and smile. :x lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the receipt, they wrote;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;efra &amp;amp; hyt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. its really odd for people to actually write my name 'hyt'. i mean, for me. antah, its just rare? especially when i put my full 2nd name when i order, and they wrote that instead. hyt. lol i mean, its not wrong.. its just unexpected. i didnt know they knew hyt is my full second name. or..? man, i miss being called yat all of a sudden. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so ok. next time i work somewhere, i'll be sure to tell people to call me yat. i nu careeeeeeeeee LOL the awesome people i know, calls me yat ok! so if you wanna be awesome, call me yat. yatttttttttttt alrighty? alrighty then. :x lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i have a new nickname, courtesy of my workplace. its a sort-of tradition thing, and yeah. atu pun ok jua. but only for them though. cause its just significantly more convenient. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, best night ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 330px; height: 441px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06995.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;courtesy of si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;awesomest boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;. :))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i gave my resignation letter already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/letter-of-resignationcopy-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so true! especially the blogging parts. :x ahahaha and no, of course i didnt give him this letter. are you kidding? but when i gave it(the real resignation letter) to him though, he was unexpectedly.. antah. i dunno how to describe it. but it was pretty casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just couldnt find the right time to give him the letter though. it always seems like the wrong time, every time. &gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i opened my own bank account. my own. i have one actually. but its with the parents. so this is my personal one. i should've had one last month, but nyeh. whatever. im gonna save it.&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7704381251622905633?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7704381251622905633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7704381251622905633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7704381251622905633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7704381251622905633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/09/awesomesttttt-3333333.html' title='AWESOMESTTTTT &lt;3333333'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_W9BgElPk62A/SnWD_FV7v1I/AAAAAAAAEJg/dm5yM0MB6YU/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-6341887991251959322</id><published>2009-09-02T01:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T01:40:09.123+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honestly.</title><content type='html'>i think i should post something up regularly here so that i can remember stuffs. like, a little reminder to myself, and to be able to read them back once in a while cause i've honestly been realllyyyyy forgetful ever since i started work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and speaking of which, work is surprisingly becoming normal for me. its kinda growing on me, and antah. im getting used to it? :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but then, at the same time; i feel like quitting too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only cause i have other plans, that involves less time consuming-ness. mostly just due to pressure of unreasonable circumstances. im still undecided after talking to a few people about it, and yet; the plan doesnt seem to fall easily in its place. nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, was one of the good days. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;*knocks on wood*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was part of a surprise birthday thing, and it felt awesome! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hello, ada (inserts customer's name here)?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah, ia ni. napa?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh.. ani dari (insert place of work here), di sini ada laptop atas nama kita. bila kita kan ngambil tu ah?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HAHHH?! *shocked but continues talking* dari mana ni?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dari (insert place of work here)&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mana tu ah?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arah (insert name of place)&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bila kita kan ngambil?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah.. maybe malam ani kali?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kita tau mana tempat nya tu?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahh.. i think my parents tau kali&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, the conversation went on until it ended. it was funny, cause the parents planned this for the afternoon, but i thought they just come tarus; rupanya menunggu kana teponnn~ alamakk~ lol if i didnt call, sampai bila-bila tah jua tu durang di kadai, jalan-jalan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unintentionally bagi suspense lah pulak. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the parents ani pun bagi suspense as well. on the day of the birthday girl's birthday, they didnt greet her at all. awwww~ :/ and yeah, she thought durang nda ingat, but nahhhh~ dapat laptop tah plang. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suweetttt much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt;♥ ♥ officially started work today. and surprised me as well! mmmmm~ &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i didnt expect &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;  to drop by after work cause he said ia went with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;  dad to work. =_= jahattttttt and well, senyum panjang lebar lerr~ apa lagi? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt; dropped by. after i came back from the&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 'toilet'&lt;/span&gt;. lol siok jua lah, cause batah jua kami becakap atu tadi. lol &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saya off on saturday, any plans?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna sleep all day please. kthxbi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-6341887991251959322?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/6341887991251959322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=6341887991251959322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6341887991251959322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6341887991251959322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/09/honestly.html' title='honestly.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-3033967024969090500</id><published>2009-08-27T14:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-02T01:42:58.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3!!</title><content type='html'>ok, i know i havent been blogging much. i've been busy. and now, its my time for panda week again. its been weeks since then, and now its come; yet again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember my last post about saturday? yeah, i remembered now. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was about to go home from work, and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;  was with me. at the time, we didnt know that big bro was gonna pick me up. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;  was the first one that noticed the car and went,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh? isnt that sexy(big bro's car)&lt;/span&gt;?" parked right in front of the main entrance. like, totally di dapan brabis. =_= lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, we went closer to it. i didnt know he was gonna pick me up cause my phone abis battery.and soon enough, it was him. and yeah. when i went to the car, and to the passenger seat; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;  apparently, without my knowlegdge whatsoever; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cheekily&lt;/span&gt; waved at big bro! wth! ahahaha and big bro just buat ndeeee saja. ahahah that was kinda funny. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yesterday, dad called to check up on me during sungkai and apparently, on their end; big bro was being funny. since i answered it pretty batah jua. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sama daling nya wah kali tu, bapa ani ngacau&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mom told me that, and she was laughing too. and asked if big bro has seen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt; , and i said yeah. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and below, is after; and when i got home. for saturday i mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ouOShstMDH0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ouOShstMDH0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL we felt a little nostalgic, iatah. :x actually, everything about that saturday was nostalgic. from &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;his♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;  shirt, to aweflkjwaeflk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss 1m's roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then the next few weeks later, on a saturday as well, we went out. it was pretty special to us cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;  picked me up at my home. and met dad. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got out around 5 and went shopping first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06845.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and he was wearing the shirt i got for him from KK. ♥ ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06843.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, we went to empire for sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06902.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06915-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06905.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06923.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06941.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went for dinner~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC069521.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06967.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06966.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06964.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06974.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesomest date ever! lol seriously though, when we went home, dad started up a coversation with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him♥ ♥&lt;/span&gt;  randomly lagi. and he stayed a little while due to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mmmmmmmmmmm~ &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, bila lagi? :x lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-3033967024969090500?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3033967024969090500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3033967024969090500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3033967024969090500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3033967024969090500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/08/3333.html' title='&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3&lt;3!!'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-6051938114145832783</id><published>2009-08-10T17:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T17:28:09.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>strange.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I think that when we look for love courageously, it reveals itself, and we wind up attracting even more love. If one person really wants us, everyone does. But if we’re alone, we become even more alone. Life is strange.&lt;/span&gt; — Paulo Coelho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sonic&lt;/span&gt; blue seat leon made my day today. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antah, random.&lt;/blockquote&gt;umm, i forgot what i wanted to post about. i was suppposed to post the above on the 9th. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and yesterday we re-met 1/5 of the guys we got involved with. and as i've mentioned, hes the friendly one! i saw him the other day, masa accident dapan ugama beribi and yeah. i've met everyone of the 5 guys except one. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol it was kinda funny. we talked about it like, it was nothing. sure, its nothing.. now. but back then, it was weflkwjefwefdje. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will post up with pics later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-6051938114145832783?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/6051938114145832783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=6051938114145832783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6051938114145832783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6051938114145832783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/08/strange.html' title='strange.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-1112288671631902266</id><published>2009-08-06T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T16:28:41.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SnqUOawTWAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wB7b1BPdVRA/s1600-h/Xnox-ness_1310-721542.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SnqUOawTWAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wB7b1BPdVRA/s320/Xnox-ness_1310-721542.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366764881386362882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Im testing my hotmail&amp;#39;s email sending feature thingie from his phone since he wanted hotmail and not gmail on it. So yeah. Hope he doesnt get to see this post just yet. :x&lt;p&gt;oh, i tried hotmail. Tidak mahu. Now using gmail. Hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-1112288671631902266?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/1112288671631902266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=1112288671631902266' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1112288671631902266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1112288671631902266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/08/testing.html' title='testing.'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SnqUOawTWAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wB7b1BPdVRA/s72-c/Xnox-ness_1310-721542.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-8972993865215679814</id><published>2009-08-06T11:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T15:04:53.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyeh.</title><content type='html'>i burned my tongue drinking something hot yesterday. i could still feel it now. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday started off, hmm. and it made me wanna see him so much. :/ it got so cold here that i craved for his warmth. his presence. his smell. all of my co-workers pun knows him sudah. lol i ended up in the stock room, sitting down on the floor; and hugging his stuff that i never seem to leave home without. bau nya masih ada, mmmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/4826_110657846293_749526293_3327130.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but what i didnt know was that, he wanted to see me too! ..even before i wanted to see him. but he never mentioned it until i did.&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06433edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we met and everything was right again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the pics? i borrowed his mae. :x and an additional &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;something&lt;/span&gt; only we know. :x completely mirrored image lagitu. lol i only noticed that while looking at the pics now. our picture hands are inverted, but its actually the same hand. lol x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love you sleepyhead. yes, hes still asleep. i might post something random from his phone later. yups, i have his phone too. :x im more of a random blogger, every now and then. so yeah. and that also really depends on how rajin i am~ so.. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see you when i see you. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah. i think we have our own email? LOL i almost forgot. :s we only made it to have a blog together though. if you can find it, that is. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy finding. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not privated or anything, so yeah. good luck. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-8972993865215679814?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/8972993865215679814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=8972993865215679814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8972993865215679814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8972993865215679814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/08/nyeh.html' title='nyeh.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4229667465998551789</id><published>2009-08-05T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T00:39:02.209+08:00</updated><title type='text'>panda week.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSCN1667copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awlefjalwkefjawefwfe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its my panda week. and i dont think i can take it. its gonna happen twice! this month. awelfkjawfaweflkkjjwfe :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll end up sleeping early ni karang. after every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mom is so amaiiiiiiiiiii apakan. biar tia wah ampai-ampai. nda jua mengacau orang kali ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awlefjawlefjwalefjwaef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no sleep = kusutness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kthxbi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i miss you already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the only highlight of the day was; driving again. and hearing &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your call &lt;/span&gt;on the radio.. again! LOL whatttttt how? why..? :s that is too weird to just be a coincidence. nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only good thing about it all is that, im not the only one going through panda week. so yeah. makes me feel a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;little&lt;/span&gt;, better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4229667465998551789?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4229667465998551789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4229667465998551789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4229667465998551789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4229667465998551789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/08/panda-week.html' title='panda week.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-811558723718938065</id><published>2009-08-04T01:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T02:24:16.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your call.</title><content type='html'>its been a while, but i think i might lose a bit of my blogging mojo nao. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was driving to work all awelfkajwf-like until, a song came up on the radio and made me smile. :) i find it weird how these things happen. lol like, randomly accurate moments; that need attention. like how in kk, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im yours&lt;/span&gt; kept playing at all the shops that we went to, and im not even exaggerating! and i even have a witness. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday.. was weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few familiar faces kept popping in and nyeh. i honestly feel like.. antah. im just glad he was there to distract me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06472.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were redd~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention that i bought a fake memory card just to use it for my camera? LOL asal it works, im fine with it~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when we came back up after dinner, we had a private joke between me, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him♥♥&lt;/span&gt; and a co-worker. AHAHAHAHA talur. and all this because i was wearing a belt in front of said co-worker. =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knowwwww its pretty short for a long absence, but i dunno. its hard to make one nowadays. i just kept working and my mind is just too jumbled up. i mean, its pretty laid back plang, for a job. its just the hours. i cant believe that some of these people actually worked there for more than 5 years. i dont even think i could do such a thing. maybe a few months, max.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, for me. a job is still a job no matter how you look at it. its just the hours thats different. and that actually makes all the difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it actually makes me miss my long holidays now. the sleeping in, the waking up late; the doing nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres only one reason for me to work, and honestly, thats the only thing that keeps me going now. and plus, the awesome co-workers and the laughs. you dont really get that a lot really. a place where laughing is the main ingredient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although, its surprising how i kept getting asked,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;are you ok?&lt;/span&gt;" constantly. i try  not to show what im feeling, but yeah. it does leak out sometimes. on my face. like, a blank stare kali cause i kept daydreaming and thinking about stuffs. ://&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh* work today. guess im heading to bed after this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i guess its my panda week this week too. nyeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-811558723718938065?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/811558723718938065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=811558723718938065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/811558723718938065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/811558723718938065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/08/your-call.html' title='your call.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-2536603119295755872</id><published>2009-07-25T00:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T00:35:35.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>=__=</title><content type='html'>kerap. i know i said i'd post 'tomorrow' but antah, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been busy with work. yes, work! im working! but first, about my big bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he bought me a shirt apparently? from what i know and when i was sleeping, he literally put the shirt on my face.=__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not after mom took it from me(my face actually), that i suddenly woke up and she went,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;baju abang mu bali kan kah ni?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.....? baju?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... yes, i just woke up; and blur tarus! i didnt know he put the shirt over my face, padan tah nyaman tidur! ahahah pasal, the shirt covered the lighting and yeah. big bro even said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;langap-langap lagitu mulut nya.&lt;/span&gt;" =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and work? well, the last place i ended up applying at, became the first one; that called me back! awesome eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and today, antah. i dont want to get too excited about it and jinx it, since it was just my first day.. but it was pleasently surprising. i enjoyed my time sana. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;plus, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he♥♥&lt;/span&gt; spent most of my first day with me. x) it was awesome, and antah. just awesome. and we laughed our asses off over something, and everything was just... :))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the person &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he♥♥&lt;/span&gt; was looking for, for two months; ended up being my co-worker! ... bising lah jadi nya tempat atu. lol antah, it was random on my part. i just said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tell him what your car is&lt;/span&gt;" and when he didnt hear me,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whats your car?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and yeah. i ended up being excited about something, i didnt know about! LOL awesome much? like, weirdly enough, our stories kinda meet? in away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i helped him, and he helped me in return. ;) and all this happened, after i made a friend's family get something-ish. :x i get to see his awesome side, and he gets to see mine. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, there was one customer who had a problem with something, that hes gone through before. antah. weird. and kinda funny. it made me think of him in a way.. i wanted to point it out but it was my first day, would totally antah. i cant think of the word.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s; im supposed to have pics. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pp/s; i'll get back to this with pics, when im free. which is not very likely, anytime soon, until wednesday. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-2536603119295755872?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/2536603119295755872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=2536603119295755872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2536603119295755872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2536603119295755872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='=__='/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-5343021112739083860</id><published>2009-07-22T05:38:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T05:43:07.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>todolisttuesday.txt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSCN1644.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the familiar shades, sounds and touch.. its nice to get back to the familiar. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was filled with, spending some quality time with him♥♥ and we got so much food that we didnt get to eat them anyway in the end. which is, antah. weird. lol and i sorta feel guilty for it. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, he finally played zanarkand for me! &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt; partially, but still awesome! he played it beautifully and i just couldnt help but stare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;you listen more to your other self&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;other self?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;your inner self&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.... cause its just right sometimes&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i didnt listen to my 'other self', things wouldnt be as interesting as it is now. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/kiss.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when he was saying that to me, i kinda just stared. my eyes cant seem to look away from him, cause there was something different about it then, the way he looked. it was awesome, i just cant put the right words together to even describe it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...sleepyhead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol antah, the cold air kinda woke me up tadi and only the fan was on. wonder if it rained tadi? hmm. actually, i had a powernap for an hour, and i thought i couldnt get back to sleep until i woke up 4 hours later...&gt;_&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes still asleep and im watching him sleep. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and big bro was surprisingly sweet much? lol i'll elaborate more tomorrow. yups, i just got my blogging mojo back. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was just blank on what to write about really. thus the momentary absence. but now things are flooding in and i have something to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i love the title. :x we should have one for every other days too! lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-5343021112739083860?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/5343021112739083860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=5343021112739083860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/5343021112739083860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/5343021112739083860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/07/todolisttuesdaytxt.html' title='todolisttuesday.txt'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-7479562298233188462</id><published>2009-07-12T02:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T02:35:47.192+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06077copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretty cool dont you think? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its just one paper, one side. and in the mirror reflects the other half. when two halves become one; they become whole. and thats what you see. the image, as a whole. a perfect mirror, as he puts it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;202 is his birthday, and 505 is mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get it now? why its so cool? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our shoe sizes are inverted as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--oh you just texted me. im hoping that you wont get to see this until after, you got home.&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/fingersx.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;replying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;done. and i meant what i said. no worries alright? just get your butt home safely and see this!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lately, tumblr is suddenly becoming more and more appealing to me. hmm. the posts made on tumblr is always never dull. so yeah, we'll see~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7479562298233188462?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7479562298233188462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7479562298233188462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7479562298233188462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7479562298233188462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/07/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-1741184562242212969</id><published>2009-07-11T02:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T05:06:03.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im losing sleep cause i cant ignore.</title><content type='html'>heyyyy~ *feels high*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha nadawah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;you♥♥ &lt;/span&gt;i know your asleep right now, cause of the day you just had with going back and forth from here to there; but yeah. im glad we got to meet in between all of that. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we quite literally, just aimlessly cruised around and also the fact that; we just had no idea where we wanted to go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feeling your touch all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Peacefully hearing the sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Of silence around us, so glad we found us this way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06038copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, my hand is kecik. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hearing your voice all around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The last place we're going is down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'll blindly follow knowing you're leading the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antah, the day was just too awesome for words really. X) oh and, i know where he lives now. &lt;s&gt;di sini. *points to heart*&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha &gt;_&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ok. i mean, his place. and im 'his neighbour'! lol he just mentioned that he saw a car with my number on it and boom! when we got to his place, we found that the car was spotted in his neighbour's place! and the house number pun, my number too! awesome much?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah that reminds me. we spotted a mini cooper with 502 on it. he wanted 215 cause its just significantly more accurate. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his smell is still on my shirt, and i havent changed. in fact, i didnt even bother changing when we went to millenium to celebrate 2 years of the sis's marriage to her hubby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my high cut shoes just became a slip-on. lol i just got so lazy of tying and untying the shoe-laces so much, that i just loosely tied it together, just enough so that i can just slip it on; and tight enough so that it wont.. untie itself? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC06076-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did this when we were at kfc(which btw, i was kinda thinking it; but he mentioned it! i mean, going to kfc. lol)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and when he met his friends, it was hillarious. ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiut ah! and calii~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, i forgot to mention that 2nd bro's car was behind us all~ the way man. i even texted him and he didnt even know! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im sorry if this post kinda doesnt make sense? IF it doesnt, if it does; then it should be fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause for some reason, i cant sleep. and i feel like i miss the mornings again. of actually having breakfast, and feeling the morning breeze and air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and, the actually time of when this post ends is 5.05am on the dot. but i dont wanna change the time. &lt;33&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-1741184562242212969?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/1741184562242212969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=1741184562242212969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1741184562242212969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1741184562242212969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-losing-sleep-cause-i-cant-ignore.html' title='im losing sleep cause i cant ignore.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-3516073258888738458</id><published>2009-07-08T01:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:24:55.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brighter than sunshine.</title><content type='html'>so ok, honestly; part of the reason why i barely update nowadays is cause i use firefox and somehow, its just being an ass right now. like.. -- oh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you♥&lt;/span&gt; just mc-ed. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh? where was i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, the parents, big bro and i went to the airport to send big bro off. his job is awesome. he gets to travel to places for his work, and gets paid for it! and he went with his self-proclaimed celebrity friend; whom i have had a newly painted picture on. i used to admire him for his singing skills, but really, as a person hes just not all that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess you dont really know a person, until you &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt; a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i was really anxious to watch sony style on axn tadi pasal i heard oli pettigrew came here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i watched the preview, it did kinda look like they were checking out the empire hotel, and after missing the first one; i had to actually catch the repeat at 12 and yes! they did! lol and they showed the emperor suit. which is probably a blessing for anyone who hasnt. i mean, who could with a price tag like that really? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peopwofjawlfwefwewfl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, even now i just had like a (not responding) next to every other window and not just firefox! =__= and battery just charged at 30+ % for the past 7 hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wpoefjajdflwefjwef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i've checked if i inserted the battery in right or not. and its right. a couple of times alreadyyyyyyyy i checkeddddddd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-3516073258888738458?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3516073258888738458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3516073258888738458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3516073258888738458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3516073258888738458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/07/brighter-than-sunshine.html' title='brighter than sunshine.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-2868844656718694855</id><published>2009-07-04T06:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T06:44:35.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you. &lt;3</title><content type='html'>So ok, i was being totally discreet bout how &amp;#39;we&amp;#39; happened. Surprised? So were we. Nothing could prepare the both of us, for what was to happen next.&lt;p&gt;It all happened, more or less; 3 years or so ago actually. I remembered now cause i was pretty young at the time, and we were strangers. And things for me back then, was a little too over complicated. Things just didnt look good and how did he get into the picture? ...well, it sprouted from me asking him if he could play zanarkand on his keyboard then. Actually, i left out the actual intro that happened just to have a little mystery on that part. But all of us present at the time, would know how this went.&lt;p&gt;His first impression of me? Mature, as he puts it. But somehow, i read that as &amp;#39;old&amp;#39;. Yes, at first, he thought i was older than him! lol well to be fair, i had a thing for older guys, back then. So yeah. So then by the end of &amp;#39;06/&amp;#39;07, im not sure what year exactly; but i met a guy through nad&amp;#39;s(my cousin) then bf. Now ex. He was younger then me, and was in a band. And after a little talking here and there, i found out that he(my boyfriend) was in the same band as the younger dude!&lt;p&gt;So yes, i was in a relationship with the younger guy but only for a little while. I think i mentioned this to them dud and sur. lol im just thankful nothing actually happened. But, the younger dude and him; along with their other friend came to my house one night and yeah. Thats how he knows where i live, until now! Lol something he holds against me from time to time. Like =_= ...nadawah. :p but that was, more or less; how we got acquainted. Through friendster. And even then wah! I brought up the whole zanarkand thing cause i feel he owes me that, and i just wanted to make small talk basically.&lt;p&gt;Nothing changed, until now. He added me up all of a sudden on msn and ok, i admit that i was a little suspicious. lol so i appeared offline and waited for him to come online. But when he did, i was too chicken to do the same. Not until after his msn didnt work did i decided to leave him an offline message. Then one thing led to another and finally, we were both finally online!&lt;p&gt;So that one day, we talked like crazy! Non-stop until 7am! It happened the same way for the next couple of days. Even then, i felt a sort-of attachment to him somehow. I tried to shrug it off and made a decision to not come online for that one day. After chatting for hours days before; i thought one day couldnt hurt. But what awaited me the next day was, &amp;quot;where were you?!&amp;quot; ..and that sorta did it. Everything just fell into place after that. And our confession sessions and random questions just made it happen a little bit more awesomely. :) &lt;p&gt;And would you believe it? After all this time, he still owes me that zanarkand piece! LOL your pretty amazing, you know that? &amp;lt;3&lt;p&gt;Oh, and im kinda using my phone now, so yeah. Sleepy timee~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-2868844656718694855?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/2868844656718694855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=2868844656718694855' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2868844656718694855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2868844656718694855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-3.html' title='you. &lt;3'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4137955186950920821</id><published>2009-07-01T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T23:28:31.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything happens for a reason.</title><content type='html'>monday, was a good example of the above phrase. (read the title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i came to the college at around 10-ish? and oh! sorry &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kai &lt;/span&gt;i didnt reply your text. my b.mobile line(again) got suspended for the awepfjdf-th time. lol tomorrow if i dont recharge it, its gonna get deleted. and im seriously thinking about it. hmm. i mean, i rarely ever use it anyhow. and since i cant really use it with vista.. so why keep it? im just wasting my moneyyyyy on trying to recharge it balik-balik. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i didnt even bring the phone with me.. so yeah. sorry again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;payed for the thing at college and yeah. didnt see you guys~ so saya balikk~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is where the story starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were eating at hua ho tanjong bunut food court and dad gave me $10. so i was like,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alright&lt;/span&gt;" about it. i didnt mind if he didnt give me the extra money anyhow, but yeah. alhamdulillah. at least its something though. lol and i just could not be bothered with putting it in my wallet again even though its just in front of me.. so i just put it in my back pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got home, texted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;him♥♥&lt;/span&gt; and went to sleep skajap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night, ada function at my late cousin's place and yeah. since the pants i was wearing didnt have pockets, i opted for the jeans i wore, where the money was; but that wasnt why i wanted to wear it. i wanted to wear it cause it had pockets! lol i didnt even remember the money was there. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the function, a last minute thing happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mau liat transformers 2?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and antah, it actually happened? lol we went to the mall even though we(my 2 close cousins &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;qeelah&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nad&lt;/span&gt;; and i) didnt have any money or, the fact that we were in jubah. we didnt care. we still went!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on the way to picking up pais's friends, i just remembered.. i actually had money! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... ok, maybe im not telling this right; but to me.. the whole thing is actually pretty amazing? like how the pieces just fit rightfully in their places? lol its like, you have no idea what your doing, and yet when it happens, its just right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh~ whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when pais wanted to go and get some money from the atm, he went and said to me, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mau ko bawa kerita?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... apa lagi? mau lah! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when he mentioned parking.. i was a little sceptical. but yeah. it was awesomeeee~ lol qeelah and nad are the first ones to taste my driving skills~ and later on, pais too. antah, i panicked a little earlier on~ but it was smooth sailing after. and pais was being.. LOL when we went to the underground parking, and i jokingly went,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bowhh cana niiiii~&lt;/span&gt;" when we went down fast and without braking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;brake! brakeeeeee!!&lt;/span&gt;" ahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah, he helped me with parking. my first official parking! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tiqah&lt;/span&gt; too~ she was talking to the car in front of us and yeah. :) waved!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we got home pretty late and i didnt have the keys to the house. so mc-ed the 2nd bro and yeah. movie started at 10, ngaleh saja rushing. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 350px;" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn19/girly_girl_graphics/Quotes%20or%20Sayings/03202-03-2009.png" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4137955186950920821?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4137955186950920821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4137955186950920821' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4137955186950920821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4137955186950920821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/07/everything-happens-for-reason.html' title='everything happens for a reason.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn19/girly_girl_graphics/Quotes%20or%20Sayings/th_03202-03-2009.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-8889427135918422865</id><published>2009-06-29T03:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T03:32:43.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>guess who i sawww~ arah jemputan kahwinn~ &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/wavey.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. hajah! it was nice seeing you againn~ X) i noticed macam, banyak either orang sayyidina hasan or orang kilanas. so yeah. it was pretty interesting. and the function started at 7 to 11pm? but we didnt stay until 11, and my phone battery was completely kosong! sdlfkjdsfdk like, empty. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was looking at my kk pictures and i noticed that most(if not all) are pics of me looking at my phone. :x lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wpeofsjfsdimissyousleepyheadawefsdlfsdf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-8889427135918422865?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/8889427135918422865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=8889427135918422865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8889427135918422865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8889427135918422865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/sigh_29.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4693627218764770107</id><published>2009-06-27T04:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T04:30:29.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/tm.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel kinda awesome. lol&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after i texted him that i cant get past level 13, this happened! like, i ended up passing level 15, then 17! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so ok, i dont think i can pass level 17 now. :x lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;man, i kinda miss KK in a weird way. cause i dunno. the hotel room kinda grew on me. i want that for my roommmmmmm~ especially the toilet! :x&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and its even funnier how i only eat meat at KK, but when i got back here, i revert back to eating vegetable stuffs. :s and i dont know whyyyyyyy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;all we ever ate sana pun was either KFC or McD. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and im a little frustrated that i kinda lost my camera's memory card. =_= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CANT BLOODY FIND IT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wpefsdffdilywpefowf&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, but ada plang this 4 gig memory card nda bepakai, but the adaptor and the pics wahhhhh :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4693627218764770107?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4693627218764770107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4693627218764770107' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4693627218764770107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4693627218764770107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/lol.html' title='LOL'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-6105531327347623145</id><published>2009-06-24T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T01:43:19.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>lets see.. first off; hey &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;youu&lt;/span&gt;~ &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got back monday udah. around 6+ pm. antah, those last few hours spent there was seriously annoying. and i thought i was the only one being cranky, tapi nya nad jua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since we stayed up until brapa kah tu time nya, so yeah. but it wasnt too late. and we had fun hearing one of my cousin tidur bekuruh! ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we ate our last lunch at pizza hut and honestly? besides the fact that they dont have honey garlic chicken pizza(which i pretty much knew is so awesomely bruneian made, and only available in brunei) and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05822.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05830.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they serve pepsi, not coke. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05816.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;their garlic bread is so different! :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05831.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ordered pepperoni and chicken supreme saja. its funny how when your out of the country, you start comparing the food you taste, to your home country's food. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the camera was in the cousin's hands for the last day, so yeah. i only took the pizza hut pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and that reminds me, a little something happened during checkout time and yeah. kusut tarus. weofjdslkfjdfsfae lol not really plang, im glad it happened. we were waiting for the right time anyways, so yeah. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well ok, i didnt really have much stuff anyways since i was sleeping in a separate room with nad's family cause my family's room was kinda small but funnily enough, has a queen size bed! in nad's, ada single beds, so yeah. thats kinda why i slept sana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last breakfast;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/21062009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we got out at exactly 12!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05710.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05708.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, at the airport, i got super sleepy and the sis was asking me what time it was. so i looked at my phone and it says 4:33pm. but what came out of my mouth was;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;empat ringgit tiga puluh tiga sen&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=_= i only noticed what i was saying, after i said it. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and at the airport, we spent all of our money on chocs and stuff. and yeah. i got him something as well. X) my money was only enough for that saja, so yeah. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and did you know that hershey's actually have hugs? like;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 331px; height: 247px;" src="http://www.americansweets.co.uk/ekmps/shops/statesidecandy/images/hersheyshugs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;normally, its kisses only right? but they have hugs! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, it was wayyyy out of my budget, and they didnt have any in small packets. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and one more thing. as soon as we got to the airport, i somehow forgot that we could come online udah using our phones! so tarus check facebook and everything. and misscalled the sleepyhead. :p he mc-ed back and when i mc-ed balik, he answered and yeah. X)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we talked and the airport was actually busy brabis. since ada orang balik umrah jua as well. and big bro bawa his sexy red ride! ..but i didnt get to ikut. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we ended up going to my late cousin's function with what we were wearing. :/ i had no idea until nad told me cause it was totally a 50-50 thing. its undecided until we were in the car. and it became,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bah, tarus ke lambak&lt;/span&gt;" =_= battery pun sampat low and i had to get my charger from the carr~ meruah bag was not fun. awpefodfjsdla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you &lt;/span&gt;literally swept me off my feet. :x lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awoefilywefdsf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-6105531327347623145?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/6105531327347623145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=6105531327347623145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6105531327347623145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6105531327347623145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post_24.html' title=':)'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-2400637668153134322</id><published>2009-06-22T10:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T11:03:55.217+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day!</title><content type='html'>so yesterday, we watched twilight in our room. with food on the bed = perfect combo! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05452.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05453.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05454.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was, until i fell asleep. then kana banguni for i dont remember what. lol :s&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was spent at this place, i forgot what it was but i remember being really hungry, and that was it. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05473.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05477.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05462.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night, when i was texting with him; nad took pics of meh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05508.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just one now, and im sorry love. for not replying your texts. tertidur. :/&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/6710950713877431433-2400637668153134322?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/2400637668153134322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=2400637668153134322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2400637668153134322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2400637668153134322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/last-day.html' title='last day!'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-921464920969300324</id><published>2009-06-21T10:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T10:34:15.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>so lets see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i said we went somewhere right yesterday? well, we ended up going at 1pm instead and even then, nad and i; sampat sasat just minutes before 1pm atu. =_= like, we panicked man. but we got there just in time though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and our hotel doesnt have floors 3, 4, 13 and 14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05256.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weird. oh and this is where you can come online in the hotel. besides using the wi-fi. it was password protected and i guessed it right. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05270.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05257.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we watched a movie yesterday as well. around 9+ pm, so i pretty much had some sleep before then. and after the movie, we went bowling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05294.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05296.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05295.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05299.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05345.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, i was pretty much a total n00b. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the time we went back to the hotel, all the shops were closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05374.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05376.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and not forgetting yesterday's breakfast! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05218.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05220.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05219.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05248-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blue greeennn~ ♥♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my thoughts cant seem to stay away from you. i miss you so much. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s; right now, we're playing uno in the hotel room cause the parents are going to this tamu? i have no idea where that is, but its a damn good thing we're near the shops so we wont be hungry, or bored. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-921464920969300324?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/921464920969300324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=921464920969300324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/921464920969300324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/921464920969300324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/so-lets-see.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-1346993008399246989</id><published>2009-06-20T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T10:22:54.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05208-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just woke up, tadi. around almost 7am i think? even though i slept at 2am tadi. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was worth it though cause i was texting with him and yeah. i miss youuuuuuuuu~ :/ miss you like you wouldnt believe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday has been the longest day. i didnt sleep at all, again thanks to somebody. *cough* &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt; lol not that i blame him though, cause i thought when they said they'd 'jalan' at 6am, they'd wake me up at exactly 6am or 5.30am or something. antah, im not making any sense right now. lol i think im still blurrrr~ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05083-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had this for lunch, AND dinner. :x nyanyat, and i couldnt help it. lol chicken chopp~ nyamm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05056.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;miloo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanna see our hotel room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05143.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talur jamban nya. nda becover. =_= baik jua dapat di cover. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05167.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05158.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05162-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey youuu~ i found something you havee~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC05185-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im rushing this cause we're supposed to go at 10:30am to somewhere. so yeah. and already im being asked to stop this. =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-1346993008399246989?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/1346993008399246989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=1346993008399246989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1346993008399246989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1346993008399246989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/new-day.html' title='new day.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-7125152426901502441</id><published>2009-06-18T16:59:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T04:40:31.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you'll be here, here with me tonight.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(big sigh)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, tomorrow's it then. i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; just blog when im there. i mean, i havent tried that kind of thing where; you blog even when your away and yeah. could be fun. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we'll see lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/043119.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his shirt! and bracelet! &lt;33333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i like the way &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; look at me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna miss youuuuu~ &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7125152426901502441?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7125152426901502441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7125152426901502441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7125152426901502441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7125152426901502441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/if-youll-be-here-here-with-me-tonight.html' title='if you&apos;ll be here, here with me tonight.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-7757769915698814759</id><published>2009-06-17T01:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T05:09:58.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its time that  you won~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Xnox-ness041-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite picture! :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, everything started off pretty.. unexpected?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, unexpected. he added me up and i dunno why, but i was actually waiting for him to come online at the time. ironically enough, his msn was being a boob so i just ended up leaving him a random offline message. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i waited cause i was curious as to why he &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; decided to add me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i knew him for as long as i could remember(not that long plang.) but we never got to talking.. much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the day before my birthday, he gave me a message on facebook. and well, it just started from there. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last saturday we had this karoake-ing slash lucky draw session that i was actually very reluctant to go to. i mean, it was my cousin's, and it was just next door. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i had no choice but to go. and i ended up wanting to stay over there until around 1+am kali. or 2? lol too bad nada barbeque though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT. the highlight of the night was definitely his random zoooooooooming past by the place cause i told him. and, ok. i dont know, after i told him i was there; i just dont know why i kept looking at the road for him. and that was before he said he was actually passing by!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i finally noticed him, laju nyaaaaaaaaaa ahahahahah cali ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i looked at the loud car zooming past, and smiled. and for some reason, i noticed dad looking at me smiling and looking at my phone. LOL laekfjwe;fwj i mean, he looked at the car, and then looked at me. or, was i totally laughing out loud and that was the reason for the stare? :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antah, when i texted him; he actually texted me at the same time too. so yeah. that was him. X) but he said he went past 3 times already.. and baru skaliiiiiii i saw himmmmmmm :( but it was enough to make me laugh a little cause i could tell he was feeling what im feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its a great feeling and yes, you are awesome. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/glomp.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alefawefimissyoualreadyalefiewf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7757769915698814759?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7757769915698814759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7757769915698814759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7757769915698814759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7757769915698814759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-time-that-you-won.html' title='its time that  you won~'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-2638522005468258431</id><published>2009-06-16T06:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T06:54:23.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:/</title><content type='html'>I&amp;#39;ll update later about you~ ♥&lt;p&gt;But for now, im gonna talk bout one of my youngest cousins, who passed away yesterday morning. I got an msn message bout him from the twin, and yeah. It was super unexpected. Hes just over a year old and.. :/&lt;p&gt;He was born premature, and with an exposed heart. And, he was also born with down syndrome. &lt;p&gt;I mean, we&amp;#39;re just getting used to his presence and now, we have to get used to what its become now. &lt;p&gt;We&amp;#39;ll miss you. Al-fatihah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-2638522005468258431?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/2638522005468258431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=2638522005468258431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2638522005468258431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2638522005468258431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title=':/'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-7730433920768127982</id><published>2009-06-12T19:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T18:03:33.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and I'll fly, fly across the sky.</title><content type='html'>when i took these pics, it got me thinking about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;you&lt;/span&gt;. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;big bro's new ride~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04883.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04936.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04944.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04884.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04954.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04898.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04911.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04926.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04932.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04981.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have i mentioned that he likes to have limited edition stuff? like his bike; there were only 6 i think? available here, and 1000 worldwide and his was the last to come in. i think it was the same for his car? &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/dunno.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we went for a ride with his car and ia bawa lajuuuuuuuu siok ahhhhhh it made us fall back in our seats. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i got my results for AiTi. ok, so the exam was for the Amateur Radio thing. and well, i was not surprised at my results even though i suck at physics. lol i knew i would pass it at least. but i only got a C though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alfjw;fejwlfjawlejfwlef&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;webcam session yesterday was awesome. all smiles and we cant help it! ahahaha :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;LOL i seriously dont know whats come over me. aku iski. i've never been this iski and smiling like a dumbass the entire time long enough for me to want to slap my cheeks back straight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;this time, i meant it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7730433920768127982?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7730433920768127982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7730433920768127982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7730433920768127982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7730433920768127982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/and-ill-fly-fly-across-sky.html' title='and I&apos;ll fly, fly across the sky.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-53660401717112402</id><published>2009-06-11T07:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T07:13:06.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wow.</title><content type='html'>Im gonna listen to my heart this time. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-53660401717112402?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/53660401717112402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=53660401717112402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/53660401717112402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/53660401717112402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow.html' title='wow.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-6469900971097137801</id><published>2009-06-10T07:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T07:39:30.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>Thats a good sigh. Oh, and im typing this with one eye open. lol&lt;p&gt;Well, i dont wanna jinx it by mentioning it but; today was nice. :) made me smile, and made me hug my pillow. =_=&lt;p&gt;But mostly nice. X) lol *looks at my fav. pic* hee~ :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-6469900971097137801?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/6469900971097137801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=6469900971097137801' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6469900971097137801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6469900971097137801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/sigh.html' title='*sigh*'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-5158616712368376067</id><published>2009-06-09T04:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T04:54:42.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zettai kareshi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04774.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zettai kareshi(absolute boyfriend). i've got all 6 books and for those exposed to the books, you'll be happy to know that they have a jdrama series based on it. its a little different though. but the ending is so sad. :( if you read the book and cried(i didnt, but i heard some people did. :p) you'll shed buckets with the jdrama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 2008 though. i found out wayyy late. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mysoju.com/absolute-boyfriend-zettai-kareshi/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ted93-elien.blog.friendster.com/files/zettaiposter2wb1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i did that right. click on the image to watch it by streaming. just scrollllll down. and you'll see it. :) enjoyyy~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-5158616712368376067?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/5158616712368376067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=5158616712368376067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/5158616712368376067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/5158616712368376067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/zettai-kareshi.html' title='zettai kareshi'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-7283584932154735594</id><published>2009-06-08T07:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T04:28:25.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darn!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/07062009001-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, for like 2 days already; i've been chatting and charging my battery, so that i could bring it to my room. And now.. Abis battery again. Baru jua bakas charging. =_= lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it! &lt;p&gt;Its not the battery's fault or anything. i mean, it can go for 4 hours, and i did start chatting at 3am+... So yeah. Lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P/s; to whoever's car that is, im sorry for posting it up. I just like the combo of my favorite car and the mustang(one of my favorites too)-like stripes!  White rims too~&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7283584932154735594?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7283584932154735594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7283584932154735594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7283584932154735594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7283584932154735594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/darn.html' title='darn!'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-7476089804690333420</id><published>2009-06-07T07:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T07:09:58.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>filler.</title><content type='html'>I had a weird dream tadi. Like, i was running away from something? Or to something? Im not sure. And on the way, ada this other weird thing but of course, before it even got there; the sis called(and even got a chance to comment on my being just awake by her phone call) just to tell me, to tell mom something for her. Why cant she tell it herself though and called the house? Heh bugger.&lt;p&gt;I&amp;#39;ll post more later. Wanna sleep. Lol nighttttt&lt;p&gt;zzzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7476089804690333420?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7476089804690333420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7476089804690333420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7476089804690333420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7476089804690333420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/filler.html' title='filler.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-7885587457871771246</id><published>2009-06-05T06:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T06:26:50.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SihKKv7ZQtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/fxiON7Q-8ds/s1600-h/01062009(002)-001-710051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SihKKv7ZQtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/fxiON7Q-8ds/s320/01062009(002)-001-710051.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343602506399826642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I got my shot! Skadar! But i cant help it! Lol&lt;p&gt;It was unexpected, and very last minute; but then, i was more surprised of my not hating needles so much now. I used to squirm just by looking at it.&lt;p&gt;But the guy that did it, didnt even think twice! He just stuck it in there after rubbing my arm with the small cotton wool. And it made me look at my arm with a pained look. Didnt even tell me to relax my arm or anything! Totally caught me off guard. Lol&lt;p&gt;And when dad was next, i could still, almost literally; feel the needle even though its not there anymore. Now, its more of a numbing sensation.&lt;p&gt;Remember how when we were kids and we got them at school? Those were the days~ lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7885587457871771246?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7885587457871771246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7885587457871771246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7885587457871771246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7885587457871771246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/heh.html' title='heh'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SihKKv7ZQtI/AAAAAAAAAHA/fxiON7Q-8ds/s72-c/01062009(002)-001-710051.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-6479094949739960642</id><published>2009-06-04T05:43:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T06:23:36.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fashion 360</title><content type='html'>so i checked out the mtv website and theres this one thing they did called fashion 360. they used SLR cameras(nikon at that!) and made it into this awesome 360 view of a person, with one shot but from different angles. pretty cool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you'll see what i mean below;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/photos/2009-mtv-movie-awards-fashion-360/1611667/3946961/photo.jhtml"&gt;zachary quinto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/photos/2009-mtv-movie-awards-fashion-360/1611667/3949755/photo.jhtml"&gt;peter facinelli&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/photos/2009-mtv-movie-awards-fashion-360/1611667/3947342/photo.jhtml"&gt;quest crew and shane sparks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;- MUST WATCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do wait for it to load, cause its totally worth it! and dont forget to press the play button below it if it loads before you got to watch it, to see it again. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggthumpup.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-6479094949739960642?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/6479094949739960642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=6479094949739960642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6479094949739960642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6479094949739960642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/fashion-360.html' title='fashion 360'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4644134448357161576</id><published>2009-06-03T03:47:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T05:42:04.795+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know if i should care.</title><content type='html'>so monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;i got woken up early cause theres a function we had to go to. it made me furious to know that for some people; they never stop to think that, a holiday is a holiday for a reason. so why ruin it by having a damn wedding, on a holiday? why take advantage of that? really? are you that selfish?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other people look forward to these things when they work all day and the one day they wanted to just relax and turn in and rest for a few more hours and you go ahead and pull this? sure, we're somewhat related, but i barely even know you as a person! so wth!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i got moody for the rest of the day but when we went shopping, was the best part. mom asked if we wanted to go some place but i was only interested in catching up on my sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we got seperated from the parents and 2nd bro was with me. and antah ah. when we tried looking for them after, we got super bored and randomly tampered with the stuff on display. like the vacuums. we made it go from minimum to maximum, even though it wasnt on. lol but we were hoping that they wouldnt notice anything and just tested it. we did it with ALL of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we just ended up laughing our heads off over stuff and yeah. i guess you could say we're close. at least, after that empire incident i had, and he had my back the whole time. which was awesome. cause i've never had one moment in my life(back then), where i felt totally secure with doing something so complicated. it was gonna get me in trouble, but he covered for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when we got home, we watched mtv movie awards and kristen is so awesome during her acceptance! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3389/3585409529_bd9fb0f6bb.jpg?v=0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, the new moon trailer everyone's raving about is out too. it premiered on the show and transformers 2 as well. looks pretty good. and the wolf looks awesome on new moon. i couldnt imagine how it would look like since it needed to be huge, but would be interesting to see it. and no, im not talking about jacob, im talking about his wolf form. i mean, everyone is&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; just&lt;/span&gt; suddenly noticing him now instead of rob and i just dont get that. the hype about it all, on either one of them; in general.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was pretty awesome that they made the wolf pack have that one part about them that is still part of their human counter parts; the eyes. that was the only thing they couldnt change, so they can tell the wolves apart. besides their fur color of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;credits go to the owner of the photo. i just found it on flickr, who got it from somewhere(it wasnt mentioned), so yeah. i cant see the bottom watermarks cause its too tiny. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4644134448357161576?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4644134448357161576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4644134448357161576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4644134448357161576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4644134448357161576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-dont-know-if-i-should-care.html' title='i dont know if i should care.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4644656156849202417</id><published>2009-06-01T06:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T06:42:30.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>huh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SiMH1kQFm2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/IyTf49QS6Yw/s1600-h/areyoudrunk-1-750887.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SiMH1kQFm2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/IyTf49QS6Yw/s320/areyoudrunk-1-750887.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342122199837154146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I once saw a guy wearing a t-shirt with that exact blurring of its words. It was awesome! The words across the t-shirt was different plang, but the effect was the same.&lt;p&gt;It made me look at the t-shirt, longer than i had intended. And also, made me wonder if my vision was blurring cause the more i looked at it, the more worse it got. lol it wouldnt re-focus itself! So frustrating!&lt;p&gt;Eventually, i looked away. Got that off photobucket. The image btw. Im using my phone, so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4644656156849202417?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4644656156849202417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4644656156849202417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4644656156849202417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4644656156849202417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/06/huh.html' title='huh'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SiMH1kQFm2I/AAAAAAAAAG4/IyTf49QS6Yw/s72-c/areyoudrunk-1-750887.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-5281580208779304529</id><published>2009-05-31T07:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T07:24:54.147+08:00</updated><title type='text'>order of cygnus</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SiHARlF7CxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Gwbv1e9pAas/s1600-h/Order_of_Cygnus-794149.png"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SiHARlF7CxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Gwbv1e9pAas/s320/Order_of_Cygnus-794149.png"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341762041285380882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Just got done chatting with somebody. Lol the laptop is nuts. Sama lah macam orang nya i guess?&lt;p&gt;Oh and when i woke up today, i had such a &amp;#39;sexy&amp;#39; voice. I loved it so much that i sang with it! Losing your voice has that effect on you. At least, with me it is. Makes me wanna talk more! Just cause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-5281580208779304529?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/5281580208779304529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=5281580208779304529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/5281580208779304529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/5281580208779304529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/order-of-cygnus.html' title='order of cygnus'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SiHARlF7CxI/AAAAAAAAAGw/Gwbv1e9pAas/s72-c/Order_of_Cygnus-794149.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-97028329168764975</id><published>2009-05-29T23:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T00:06:55.535+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vateberrrrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;yes! this monday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried to contain my excitement cause we were eating then. lol but everytime i wanted to open my mouth to eat, a smile just seems to form itself automatically! i cant help it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was really really unexpected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just thinking about it makes me smile again and again! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something i've been looking forward to, for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY! &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;i was reading back the stuff back in december(wow i just typed that decemember lol wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i do this cause its nice to know how things were back then, and now. i even find myself not remembering some of the events, but reading them back made it freshly imprinted in my mind again. partly the reason why i blog, the memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i laughed, i cried, i over-smiled. lol and its freezing here. even though the only thing on is the fan at a speed of 3. it never gets cold at 3 for me, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and hey guess what? one of my cousins did an artwork for her school and i embarrassingly said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aiii dolphin&lt;/span&gt;" when it was clearly, a damn penguin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why? =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-97028329168764975?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/97028329168764975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=97028329168764975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/97028329168764975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/97028329168764975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/vateberrrrr.html' title='vateberrrrr'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-2274662031078127207</id><published>2009-05-29T04:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T04:48:20.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damnit.</title><content type='html'>im not feeling so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*sniff*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel. . . antah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bila tah kan, are we gonna get them shots?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WANT IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that is the only thing im looking forward to, this month. or whenever we're getting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its not so much of the pain that i crave, its just that if they're giving free shots; why not? anyway, i guess i need it. cause im pretty much sick atm. at least, i think i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wells. laterr~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but i did wake up at 10:30am today. i know. SHOCKER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sis gave me her son to take care of, while she takes care of another thing. and of course, it had to be when he wet himself. =_= why? because she likes to torture me like that. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last time, tekirit. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and when he tried to stand on the bed by himself(i wasnt ready to wake up, so i just layed down and watched his efforts) but he ended up leaning on me and grabbed my arm for support, and farted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;greattttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but was totally hillarious! ahahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-2274662031078127207?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/2274662031078127207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=2274662031078127207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2274662031078127207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2274662031078127207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/damnit.html' title='damnit.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-1420790041262206450</id><published>2009-05-27T07:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T07:20:28.179+08:00</updated><title type='text'>well hello tharr~ (there, with a piratey arr~ lol)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/Shx5PKW6bSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Apz7YPAIcYc/s1600-h/26052009-728181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/Shx5PKW6bSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Apz7YPAIcYc/s320/26052009-728181.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340276559540022562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Li! I still have it! LOL&lt;p&gt;I found it when i was looking for something else. I think a book? :s&lt;p&gt;im gonna start playing maplestory again and yeah, that was kinda the 1gig thing i was downloading in the previous post.&lt;p&gt;And the pic is the installation cd for it. I tried it first before downloading the game, and it didnt work. And i thought i&amp;#39;d just download the patch of the current version, from the site if it did.&lt;p&gt;It came free with this singaporean magazine li brought to school and he gave the cd to me, ramdomly. Or was it me who wanted it? I cant remember. Eitherway, it ended up being with me and yeah. He didnt want it, so wth right?&lt;p&gt;The error was the same as when i tried to install it with the cd and by downloading. So as of yet, i cant access it. =_=&lt;p&gt;but theres something new to it. Im not sure if its a global thing, but korea&amp;#39;s version of maplestory has a new &amp;#39;order&amp;#39;. And its called the knights of cygnus.&lt;p&gt;Besides the 5 currently offered; They are thief, magician, bowman, warrior and pirate. In general terms. There are sub-jobs you can change it to when you reach a certain level, and yeah. I cant be bothered to type them all cause im using my phone for this. Lol sorry.&lt;p&gt;The knights of cgynus can enable you to become a knight of the order, from the your current job.&lt;p&gt;Pirates =&amp;gt; (lightning) striker.&lt;br&gt;Thief =&amp;gt; night walker&lt;br&gt;Warrior =&amp;gt; soul warrior&lt;br&gt;Bowmen =&amp;gt; wind breaker&lt;br&gt;Magician =&amp;gt; fire wizard&lt;p&gt;It was pretty cool. Before you get to play the game, they showed you what your character would look like if you choose to be a knight, from your current job or others.&lt;p&gt;And after watching it, i want to be a knight! Lol&lt;p&gt;(Damn i should sleep. =_= look at the time i posted this!)&lt;p&gt;And yeah, thanks guys for chatting me up. You guys are awesome. :) im sorry for kinda being &amp;#39;missing&amp;#39; for some time on msn. Lol&lt;p&gt;Oh and one more thing. Im proud to be part of a chinese guild with all the leng luis and leng zhais. :p 2nd bro and the cousin is part of it too. And apparently, we always come online together and that sometimes raises questions when at least one isnt there. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-1420790041262206450?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/1420790041262206450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=1420790041262206450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1420790041262206450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1420790041262206450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-hello-tharr-there-with-piratey-arr.html' title='well hello tharr~ (there, with a piratey arr~ lol)'/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/Shx5PKW6bSI/AAAAAAAAAGo/Apz7YPAIcYc/s72-c/26052009-728181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-2626308162258179301</id><published>2009-05-26T04:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T04:53:04.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm.</title><content type='html'>so after finding the video from the previous post, i clicked away at the related videos on the side and found out that theres this fanfiction about draco malfoy and hermione granger. which btw, is actually pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, it was pretty straightforward, but it did somehow made me laugh which, is actually pretty rare for a fanfiction. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i used to read fanfics back when slamdunk was the '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;it&lt;/span&gt;' anime. i read about rukawa and mitsui. not about them being together, but separate stories. i still remember it until now. and somehow, i find it kinda funny now. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and surprisingly, internet connection is only awesome at these times a.k.a early mornings. weird. and a bit ironic since everyone is asleep. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im downloading something, and its 1Gig. i wouldnt've bothered if it wasnt downloading at a rate of 100+ kb/sec. and trust me, when you've had crappy connections all day; that is a pretty huge amount somewhat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the days have been.. same old same old. and june is coming. cant wait~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heard that we need to get shots if we're ever gonna want to vacation out of the county, which is actually something to look forward to i guess? i mean the shot, btw. lol that to me, has to be quite an improvement from the dull days of the norm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-2626308162258179301?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/2626308162258179301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=2626308162258179301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2626308162258179301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2626308162258179301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/hmm.html' title='hmm.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-5001879028996584304</id><published>2009-05-25T00:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T01:04:42.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woahhh~</title><content type='html'>this video is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUST WATCH&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jVev04HvxOw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jVev04HvxOw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and its tom felton btw. lol or better known as draco malfoy, in the harry potter series/movies/books/etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i accidentally chanced upon this, when i was looking up something from youtube. of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here i thought, his accent would be american when he sings. cause some people are like that y'know? different accents when singing and talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i liked the 3:33 part onwards. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggthumpup.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-5001879028996584304?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/5001879028996584304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=5001879028996584304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/5001879028996584304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/5001879028996584304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/woahhh.html' title='woahhh~'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4743477931904317438</id><published>2009-05-24T00:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:12:25.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;random fact;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peanuts = brain food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its no wonder i was all hyped up for knowledge last night. lol somehow, between trying to get something in my head; the whole &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;peanuts are brain food&lt;/span&gt; thing came up. i dont really know where i got that from but when i searched for it online, it was true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but too much, is not advisable though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was funny how peanuts were served as snacks last night, even though it was pretty much just there. lol&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/6710950713877431433-4743477931904317438?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4743477931904317438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4743477931904317438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4743477931904317438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4743477931904317438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/random_24.html' title='random.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-3576400691384292142</id><published>2009-05-22T03:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:11:25.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;its funny, but i've been avoiding a little certain draft that i made. im still not sure if i should even post it up or not. like seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its story was done, but i just couldnt find it in myself to click the 'publish post' button. and this was already the second time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i told myself that i wouldnt resort to blogging that way, its just unhealthy for me. putting it out there, not knowing if someone im actually talking about; is reading or not. i'd rather the later though cause it was so close to being on here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now that i mentioned it, i really dont feel like posting it up. for now at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want it to be june already. i want my vacation! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-3576400691384292142?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3576400691384292142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3576400691384292142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3576400691384292142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3576400691384292142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-dont-know.html' title='i dont know.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4968697448945084383</id><published>2009-05-21T01:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:11:02.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;last saturday was the malam berbedak ceremony for the cousin. and when we came, the guys that did the dikir was all gathered in front of the tv.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04275.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04261.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and im not even kidding! the tv was toned down, while they were singing? but technically, they were watching tv. so yeah. =_= thats a first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was football, manchester vs (i forgot) and yeah. it was a pretty odd sight, for anyone who sees it really. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the next day, was the nikah and sanding. nikah in the morning and sanding at the usual time. well, sorta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and during the whole thing, the twin and i; started talking about life. she knew more than i thought and, i dunno. it surfaced from our little talk about the groom actually. and then, gradually went to marriage. and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes having meaningful conversations with the twin is pretty insightful. because, when its about life; theres no right or wrong answer. you just live it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4968697448945084383?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4968697448945084383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4968697448945084383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4968697448945084383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4968697448945084383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/so.html' title='so..'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-301643054006169</id><published>2009-05-19T03:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:10:38.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprise suprise.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in the previous post, i mentioned that i wanted to wake up in the mornings right? and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;donkey&lt;/span&gt; did me that one favor, without warning. =_= so naturally, i ended up waking to the text message ringtone. which btw; is regretfully fortunate for me and everyone's sake cause it was unimaginably loud. so loud that even someone like me can actually wake up to it. and really, im not the type to wake up to anything unless its really really loud, and annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, thanks. =_= today lagi ah? lol im ready this time. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so he was asking about the wdtv, so i thought since i was waiting for his text anyway; i'd check it out. so i went upstairs to the brothers' room and headed straight to the boxes. i was so into it that i hadnt actually notice that my big bro was actually there! right in front of me! so when i looked up, i was hella surprised. i thought he went to work, but he didnt! i just set myself up for that, apparently. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bahapa ko?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:x macam orang mengigau kali aku tu. ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes the type of person who doesnt like people going through his stuff, and i just did exactly that. kerayzeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the texting was done back and forth(nda keraja kah? lol) and yeah. after being awake for at least 3 hours and decided i couldnt go back to sleep(i was still on my bed, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trying&lt;/span&gt; to go back to sleep lol) and, when i realized it was the perfect weather for sleeping in, i thought maybe if i couldnt go back to sleep, at the least the weather was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i did get back to sleep. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i woke up, i got 3 texts. each from the sis, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sur &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;donkey&lt;/span&gt;. im sorry for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and no, i wont say what time i woke up at. fullstop. :x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll talk about the wedding in the next post. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hopefully&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-301643054006169?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/301643054006169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=301643054006169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/301643054006169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/301643054006169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/surprise-suprise.html' title='surprise suprise.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-3489841663868274906</id><published>2009-05-17T02:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:10:24.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wtu35bylVLE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Wtu35bylVLE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i only like the part at 0.57 onwards. lol he changed character in a snap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;an actor who (changes voice)slices open peoples' brains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, i just realized something today.. well, yesterday now but; my body clock is apparently stuck to 8 hours of sleep. which is pretty amazing to me cause when its close to 8 hours already, i'll just wake up on my own. and, that meant that if i slept at 6.30am, i would wake up 8 hours from that time and yeah. do the math yourself. lol just an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;donkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; wouldnt've woken me up with his call, i would probably wake up on my own anyways. :p ahahaha yeah, he called and woke me up. =_= i only woke up though, when the ringing ended. so i checked the phone and mc-ed him back. and he was calling about something and i told him what he needed to know. and eventually found out on his own, that i just woke up. wow. am i that predictable? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and friday after the exam, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;dud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; and i went to eat skajap and yeah. shoud've brought my camera, but i totally left it. damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today, in the morning, my cousin is getting married and i really should go back to waking up in the mornings. cause i honestly miss it. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i wanna show you something my big bro bought and everyone was going all, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;whose computer is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" in malay, and i; as per usual not knowing whats going on went,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;why do people keep saying that? i dont see anything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;" =_= its frustrating when they ask me about something i dont even know! wth man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a package came for him, and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04178.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04180.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04181.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone expected it to be a computer cause it was dell. but its a WDTV? im not sure, didnt check it much. but i did pay more attention to this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04189-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04191-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04207.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thats just his side of the room! oh btw, my brothers share an attic-like room so yeah. look at my 2nd bro's side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04208.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a huge difference. lol and the airbed is for the cousin who constantly sleep over at our place just cause he can. and to leech off our connection. lol 2nd bro only owns like 35% of the room while the rest is the big bro's. like seriously. i dont have it in pictures.. yet. but maybe video? lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause really, the pics doesnt do it much justice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-3489841663868274906?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3489841663868274906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3489841663868274906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3489841663868274906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3489841663868274906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-only-like-part-at-0.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-6111579870526374449</id><published>2009-05-15T02:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T00:10:09.120+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lol</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i woke up yesterday, with a smile on my face. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ahahaha that sounds so..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;anyways, i set my alarm to wake myself up in the morning and i still ended up waking at the same time i always do; when i dont have any plans. i planned on reading, btw. =_= and that obviously didnt happen. the part about waking up, not the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; reading.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and the sis texted me asking for something. and it was kinda funny cause hells yeah i dared to! but, i just dont have the keys. which kinda suck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and this made me laugh;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="font-family: georgia;" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-swIlKWfejs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-swIlKWfejs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOL ok, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sometimes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; post the videos here if the statistics are pretty high and i know my blog wouldnt attract the least bit of attention. youtube has that, and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and if you watched american idol and saw kris's homecoming part; you'll notice the song is 'falling slowly' from the movie once(look at my previous posts on here); when he performed at his hometown. and yeah, it kinda surprised me a little when i was just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;barely&lt;/span&gt; watching it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-6111579870526374449?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/6111579870526374449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=6111579870526374449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6111579870526374449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6111579870526374449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/lol.html' title='lol'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-3750021848135270345</id><published>2009-05-13T01:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T02:14:01.748+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEHE</title><content type='html'>guess what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/gambit1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite x-men character, is what came out when i took the 'which x-men character are you' quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its ironically funny. since i did it without knowing certain crucial things. main antam saja. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still dont know why i like him though. since i was little, it was always him. and rogue. of which, in the comic; they both became each other's love interest. and i had no idea until i went and search for gambit, and what came out was not what i expected. that my first and second favorite x-men(or mutant) used to be together at some certain point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that is why, when it comes to games; i always pick thief or something similar as the character's job. because of gambit. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just finished watching heroes. FINALLY. i felt so behind when starworld started showing episode previews that i havent watched yet. cant wait for the new season. would be interesting to see what happens next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, unless the connection sucks; tv becomes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; obsolete. lol and i know im not the only one. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-3750021848135270345?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3750021848135270345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3750021848135270345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3750021848135270345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3750021848135270345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/hehe.html' title='HEHE'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-8012079699819625954</id><published>2009-05-11T21:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:55:53.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC04031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you dont know by now, why i would post this pic up; then you should visit this blog more often. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-8012079699819625954?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/8012079699819625954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=8012079699819625954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8012079699819625954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8012079699819625954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-6480545438366182835</id><published>2009-05-10T04:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T04:22:50.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jam legend.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jamlegend.com/"&gt;click me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if your a fan of guitar hero, you might like this as well. i just started and um.. im kinda sorta addicted? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-6480545438366182835?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/6480545438366182835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=6480545438366182835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6480545438366182835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6480545438366182835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/jam-legend.html' title='jam legend.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-3936288134349042389</id><published>2009-05-09T03:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T04:25:34.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>take this sinking boat and point it home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.negative99.com/images/once.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one word, wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which is a pretty fitting thing since the movie &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt; called, once. but if you cant see, the sentence above the word once is;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how often do you find the right person?&lt;/span&gt; (the answer is the title; once)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i just got lucky when the movie was playing and i wasnt even watching it at first. lol but the movie pretty much started out with the guy playing guitar on the streets. antah, but i totally got hooked until the end. like i said, i love anything with acoustics in it, be it guitar or piano. and this movie is totally that. their journey and the ending i guess, was really unexpected. a very different movie, all on its own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the music in them was great as well. beautiful is the word here. very very. currently downloading the OST. cant waitttttttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0k_Pe_iNYO4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0k_Pe_iNYO4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the above is one of the scenes that i like. if i could, i'd want to post up the whole thing here! lol and i do mean the songs btw.&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie, well just watch starmovies. and if your like me, you'll get lucky and get to watch it like i did. or if you dont want to wait, just download it off somewhere cause i dont know where to find it. 2nd bro does that, i just get it off him. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You have suffered enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And warred with yourself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; It's time that you won&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit; i just changed the falling slowly video cause it had the ending in it. tapi nya ngam plang with the song, but i dont want to be the one to ruin the movie for anyone. the ending mostly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edit x2; ok, i just found another better one. the exact one from the movie(and another favorite scene of mine). and removed it from where it was supposed to be and post it after this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ufpVjIzp-kQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ufpVjIzp-kQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i could've posted &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NSUMYjgDO3E"&gt;this one&lt;/a&gt; but the embeding was disabled. so yeah. but if you dont want to watch the above, just click the link. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-3936288134349042389?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3936288134349042389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3936288134349042389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3936288134349042389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3936288134349042389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/take-this-sinking-boat-and-point-it.html' title='take this sinking boat and point it home.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-1947342131918736524</id><published>2009-05-06T01:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T04:30:50.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>recap.</title><content type='html'>ok, maybe the title was a little too exaggerating, but thats the only way i could describe it as. :) i mean, despite the fact that there were some complications about the all around plan for it, things actually went pretty good. more than good, it was great. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started out with having no plans at all, to actually having one; THEN, to worrying about certain things that made me not sleep at all. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, i didnt sleep. much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and antah, unexpected things happened. like how mom was actually being awesome and i dunno, everything i always fought against all this time, she understood it somewhat. it was weird. and something along the lines, she said," &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i know you can take care of yourself..&lt;/span&gt;" in malay, now how is that not weird? but there was a 'but' in there somewhere and yeah. didnt think she'd ever get what i was trying to prove all along.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad, was another story. he was being complicated. as he always ever was. and it has something to do with what mom was talking to me about; iatah. but at the end of the day, he was the one whose late in picking me up and was using 2nd bro's old car they've been furiously trying to fix. i honestly cant see the problem with it, but on the way home, he stopped at the side of the road and let me drive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like.. whattttttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but awwwwwwwwwwww~ lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;both surprised me, just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, i dunno. i got these unexpected greetings from people i didnt expect i'd get them from. it was sweet and you guys have no idea how much that meant to me. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; donkey&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pyee&lt;/span&gt;. for texting me. :) i had &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;donkey&lt;/span&gt;'s text when i was on the way to tutong. lol and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pyee&lt;/span&gt;'s when i got home. i only had an hour of sleep cause the family wanted to eat out. =_= talked a bit with both of them, and it was pretty unexpected. like how &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;donkey&lt;/span&gt; didnt say who he was, but thankfully i recognised the number. very familiarrrrrr~ and i was surprised when i got &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pyee&lt;/span&gt;'s text. cause i didnt know she knew my current number. but thanks guys. it was awesome. and i mean it. :) -- oh wait, i think i know how she knew. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol and do i have to mention the '&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;HEART BROKEN-ED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;' comment &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;li&lt;/span&gt; made on facebook? ahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do you know who i am?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"do&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; you&lt;/span&gt; know who&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; i&lt;/span&gt; am?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahah &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thanks man, that was awesome. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and earlier that day, went to eat out with the Evs. minus one. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;of course&lt;/span&gt;. cause we never seem to be complete every time. and its hard to get in contact with that guy what with him changing his number time and time again. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03756.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03748.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03752.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03778.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rambut si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kai&lt;/span&gt; straight! lol sakai. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt; it feels almost forever that we havent seen him, but we finally did. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and that reminds me; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khairul&lt;/span&gt; had a call from someone claiming to be my friend and i was actually laughing at the background(i dont actually remember why now :s), and it was actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kai&lt;/span&gt;! lol~ i didnt look at the number or anything, i just laughed. and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khairul &lt;/span&gt;even looked at me funny cause he thinks i was part of the prank. but i wasnt! i was just laughing~ lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, there was this odd man that didnt seem to notice me looking at him when he was trying out what the green tea tasted like(according to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;). lol &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i was in front of you man! didnt you see?&lt;/span&gt; he was hiding when he did it. i think he was supposed to be working? anyways, i told &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;. cause he was looking all suspicious, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, road trip! lol we went to tutong to antar c-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dud&lt;/span&gt; balik. i've never been to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dud&lt;/span&gt;'s place before, so yeah. every single one of the Evs have officially been to my house, but they havent seen the inside though. and on the way back, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khairul&lt;/span&gt; was tired and kan tidur and we contemplated on who should be driving his car(between me and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;). that was until i pointed out that i havent had much experience driving a car. at least, one thats auto. so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt; drove. sampai jua lah 100~ lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then, they started saying,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;inda sampat ni~&lt;/span&gt;" and nda jua jadi ia tidur c-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khairul &lt;/span&gt;ah! ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i got a little car sick. even when i got to stretch my legs at the back cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt; sat in front, antah. i still felt uneasy. lol i think the road needs some serious work. its so uneven. :/ i was just a little paning though. nothing more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we got to the mall, with just minutes to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we talked about stuff in the car. random. like how i know si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pi-ee&lt;/span&gt;(pronounced that way) when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khairul &lt;/span&gt;asked, cause we saw him when we came in at excapade and i didnt know he knows him. i mean, at first i had no idea what he was talking about, cause i barely even know his real name~ lol but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day overall, was pretty great(i dont want to over-excessively say 'awesome' for everything, even though they really do. lol). and for the whole day, i didnt eat at home. i ate out. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess my transition to having a 2 in my age actually changes things. cause age seems to matter in this family, and im not the youngest anymore. the nephew takes that title now, by age. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-1947342131918736524?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/1947342131918736524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=1947342131918736524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1947342131918736524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1947342131918736524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/recap.html' title='recap.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-3034224829191746645</id><published>2009-05-05T23:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:55:03.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best day ever.</title><content type='html'>(read title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'll post up why, after this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughwiggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-3034224829191746645?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3034224829191746645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3034224829191746645' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3034224829191746645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3034224829191746645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/best-day-ever.html' title='Best day ever.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4259495587964141530</id><published>2009-05-04T05:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T05:11:38.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, i was randomly chatting with someone just now and we had the most interesting and very cryptic conversation ever. Lol i mean yeah, we knew what we were talking bout, and yet; we continued talking that way until the very end. &lt;p&gt;Im just glad he wasnt feeling awkward about even chatting me up in the first place. :) and got something out of it, despite my not being able to give him what he actually wanted. &lt;p&gt;You owe me man! :p&lt;p&gt;Lol i realized that quite a number of people actually owe me stuff. Huh. Weird.  &lt;p&gt;Big bro is coming back laterr~ and im blogging with my phone at the moment. I heard him talk with mom the other day cause we texted him and he didnt reply, and his voice i just noticed; is surprisingly soothing-like. And antah, he made me laugh with his child-like innocence on what to get us. Lol &lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;macam tah ku tau~&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;ok, for some reason, im thinking bout how he was unknowingly wearing his t-shirt inside out. Ahahahah :x&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4259495587964141530?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4259495587964141530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4259495587964141530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4259495587964141530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4259495587964141530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-i-was-randomly-chatting-with-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-7746239901005110459</id><published>2009-05-02T02:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T03:16:55.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you see the title?</title><content type='html'>changed the skin cause the previous one was hella annoying. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 534px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC08975.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 399px; height: 531px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC08976.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is totally random but, i miss tk's pancakes. :( it was nyamannnnnnnnnnnnnnn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last few times i was there, nada saja. :( i wonder why all of a sudden, nada atu. gila. i would come and just eat that if i could. walau tah mahal, but it was so yummyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whenever i go there, that is all i ordered. at tk i mean. so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7746239901005110459?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7746239901005110459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7746239901005110459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7746239901005110459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7746239901005110459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/can-you-see-title.html' title='can you see the title?'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-2636466260042985117</id><published>2009-05-01T03:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T03:48:11.985+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>random. i feel like being productive today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 534px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03483editcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 534px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03484editcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 400px; height: 534px;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC03487copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new car! lol those pics were taken when the car was being washed. so no, they werent edited. except for the watermarks and levels on the first pic. other than that, all are pretty much just there when i took them. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggrin.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-2636466260042985117?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/2636466260042985117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=2636466260042985117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2636466260042985117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2636466260042985117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/05/random.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-6292473842958197180</id><published>2009-04-28T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T02:16:03.079+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Untitled-2-6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just posting the pic up to show the 28 atu plang saja. lol happy 28th! and yeah, as you can see, im using vista. if you cant see, im sorry the pic is too small. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and funny, i was randomly looking at my astrology thing a while back cause it was just there and, 2 and 8 are my lucky numbers! LOL! i mean, i didnt know; but i just loved the number 28, all on its own. its not even close to my birthday at all~ well, dalam tahun masihi plang. klo hijrah, then yeah; 28. lol i didnt know until last year i think?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i took the facebook quiz on which date i was born, in hijrah; and it was actually wrong! 29th, wth?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my birth certificate it says 28th ok? so yeah, that quiz is obviously wrong. heh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and alsoo~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC02384.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hes walking on his own now! baru tadi ah! it was like, wahhhhhhhhhhhhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he usually just holds on to whoever's hand is available, just to walk with. cause he couldnt walk on his own just yet.. but he did tadi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we actually celebrated early. lol nadawah. but we did eat out though. at jeruton. so yeah. i might post up pics if im rajin enough. thanks bro-in-law. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/wavey.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and the above pic was taken at the same night i took the previous pic of him. if you noticed the hoody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont want to jinx it or anything, but i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;think&lt;/span&gt;, im growing? and y'know those brown shoes i like to wear.. it kinda fits me now. which is actually pretty weird cause i always like to buy shoes that dont actually fit me. it must be a size or two; bigger. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it grew from a habit i had from my only pair of shoes back then, that i used to go everywhere. those shoes are comfy ok! and ngam with all of my outfits. but sadly, it had to go cause it had slowly eroded itself. and im not even kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 262px;" src="http://images.hyt28.multiply.com/image/15/photos/17/500x500/1/image-001.jpg?et=1un87JZZhFaCkx5dGD1cJA&amp;amp;nmid=20865663" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://images.hyt28.multiply.com/image/4/photos/17/500x500/2/image-002.jpg?et=LustBV3beNvFyWaYdyRu%2Bw&amp;amp;nmid=20865663" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 350px; height: 467px;" src="http://images.hyt28.multiply.com/image/4/photos/17/500x500/4/image-004.jpg?et=j631yYaoZ%2B4Ys2JB%2CUjLDg&amp;amp;nmid=20865663" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wore out the shoes completely. i even managed to go out with them a couple of times cause i dont have any other shoes to wear. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i never got a chance to out grew them out. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-6292473842958197180?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/6292473842958197180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=6292473842958197180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6292473842958197180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/6292473842958197180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/just-posting-pic-up-to-show-28-atu.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4738256658690929962</id><published>2009-04-28T02:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T02:46:53.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iXW5-JaSP98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iXW5-JaSP98&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw this at mtv when i was channel browsing. i dont spend that much time with the laptop anymore except for checking a few(actually, quite a lot. lol) blogs, news and youtube-ing. my favorite part is at 3:30&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the one that j.t sings;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I turn my head to the East &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I don't see nobody by my side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I turn my head to the West &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Still nobody in sight &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;So I turn my head to the North &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swallow that pill that they call pride &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That old me is dead and gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;But that new me will be alright &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol atu lagi tu ganya, that part. and the fire part after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and can i please have a shiny white acoustic guitar with black nylon strings please? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cause i just want my own guitar. the one i have now is the twin's. and sure, im allowed to change the strings but, antah. baru jua kana tukar the strings masatu. like earlier this year i think? all i remember is that it was during the twin's sleepover weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its steel strings. sasak ku udah with it. or maybe im just making dumb excuses. eitherway, im gonna convert to nylon strings. if i can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh, the 2nd brother was craving cocoa puffs(sp?) and we were contemplating about buying some on ebay. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, it seems you can get anything online nowadays~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man i feel like uploading a picture. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01990.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol and my mind lately, has been going on overdrive. and i dont know why. when i get something in my head, i cant get it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, my sleeping pattern is awesome. i wake up in the mornings now. even though i sleep late, i still wake up at 6+ am. but i tend to go back to sleep for at least 2 more times until its late enough for me to wake up at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so like, i have 2 exams to sit for, next month. '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;exams&lt;/span&gt;' because i have this other exam besides the other one im supposed to be doing; and its got something to do with physics, and damn. why does it have to be one of my worst sciences? cubatah chemistry, im good at that. tapinya ani physics. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im just ok with bio though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firefox sucks on vista. at least, mine is. its no wonder 2nd bro doesnt use firefox on his. and i just downloaded photoshop portable cause my anti-virus detected the old one as a virus and it got deleted. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had to ask the 2nd bro to download for me cause after 12am, the connection starts to lose its signal again when im downloading stuff. he doesnt use espeed btw. so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4738256658690929962?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4738256658690929962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4738256658690929962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4738256658690929962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4738256658690929962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/saw-this-at-mtv-when-i-was-channel.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-3335548996844002046</id><published>2009-04-27T01:27:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T15:04:10.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so, when i saw this little thing on princess diaries and legally blonde; i thought, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmm, do they still sell those, online?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yeah, they do! still, to my surprise cause i honestly have never encountered anyone i know, who even has one of these laptops. and i feel like i want to own one, just because.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://img1.iwascoding.de/1/2009/04/19/F0F8F44971C64A288593576539B32200.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://img1.iwascoding.de/1/2009/04/19/53A0AE07D2E949D9A6C04C25FAD014F2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://img1.iwascoding.de/2/2009/04/19/C9DC67D1127C42E1B63E549089F63FB8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://img1.iwascoding.de/2/2009/04/19/C1BB643074224B0396F98D4EEF740DAE.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://img1.iwascoding.de/1/2009/04/19/BC0F848722C146FBBE38240EA8E7883E.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://img1.iwascoding.de/2/2009/04/19/D10B0ED724434A3BA46E735B9E961AFD.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://img1.iwascoding.de/2/2009/04/19/18BEB50E4C46434C869744D35630F59B.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 405px; height: 303px;" src="http://img1.iwascoding.de/1/2009/04/19/FCCFD4BB576A43FEAE2BB5AE48EC6E85.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its called, ibook clamshell. it operates on OS X "tiger" 10.4.11 and has microsoft office 2004.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder why they stopped making it though? some color would've been nice. hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(76, 76, 76);font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-3335548996844002046?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3335548996844002046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3335548996844002046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3335548996844002046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3335548996844002046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/so-when-i-saw-this-little-thing-on.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4219415662099674715</id><published>2009-04-25T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:01:33.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SfHiXc2KzXI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fnH66i8fOTw/s1600-h/18072008(001)-793156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SfHiXc2KzXI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fnH66i8fOTw/s320/18072008(001)-793156.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328288726664269170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Holy crap! I was looking through my phone&amp;#39;s pics and i&amp;#39;ve actually seen the car once already before! I thought it was a first, rupa nya nda. This pic was taken on the 18th of july 2008, last year!&lt;p&gt;Whereas the previous pic i posted before of the same car was taken on the 18th of april 2009, and thats pretty recent! And both are taken on the 18th ah! Like woahhh~&lt;p&gt;I know the dates because i didnt change the name of the image and made it default dates saja. So yeah. &lt;p&gt;Coincidence? I think not. Theres no such thing as coincidences, only fated encounters disguised.&lt;p&gt;And i was checking back the pics of that day and it seems i caught the car when i went to or was on my way home from; a function.&lt;p&gt;Hmm. Interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4219415662099674715?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4219415662099674715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4219415662099674715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4219415662099674715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4219415662099674715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/holy-crap-i-was-looking-through-my.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SfHiXc2KzXI/AAAAAAAAAGI/fnH66i8fOTw/s72-c/18072008(001)-793156.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-2208696774421374269</id><published>2009-04-24T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T23:29:33.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC02421.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss you already little bugger. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh btw, i got lucky when i took that picture. so no, i didnt edit it whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets see. i got my stuff from cizmo-square today. earlier than expect, but again; i got woken up by a text telling me they're gonna send it that morning jua and im just thankful my message ringtone is loud and long enough, then a normal message ringtone cause i probably couldnt wake up to it like i did. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i bought were;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 340px; height: 511px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9BgElPk62A/ScWnyNSOxMI/AAAAAAAABtc/SA0crsRtjYc/s1600/0063%2Bb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 345px; height: 520px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_W9BgElPk62A/ScVe9RzSXuI/AAAAAAAABrU/7gMGxHgtppw/s1600/0053-2%2Bcopy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how i was about to take a pic of myself wearing the first one above this one, and the pose i ended up doing was exactly the same. lol and at the time, i had no idea why i chose it, but yeah. i just realized it. ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the reason why i choose red is because black seems to be a common color in my stuff and yeah. plus, i already had one in black anyways.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i actually had no expectation on liking the 2nd one, but i loved it! its kind-of skinny in a way, and i was actually looking for one for agesssssssssssssss and it kinda sucked that i cant find the right one, but unexpectedly found one on cizmo-square!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cizmo-square is part of gift-square btw. if you noticed some sort of similarity in the name.&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/wiggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cizmo-square.com/"&gt;http://www.cizmo-square.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stuff there are awesome~ if only i'd have the money, then yeah i'd buy more than those 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and everything was exactly like in its pic. which is pretty awesome too. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggthumpup.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just downloaded windows live 9. lol should've downloaded that first amongst the rest i think. and i downloaded nod32 with cracks as well. now, im &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;just&lt;/span&gt; downloading winamp. i wonder if i managed to save my playlists?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the anthems of my life, in specific order. because it reminds me of what i felt when i first made those playlists. plus, i just wanna listen to how random i can be when making them. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i think i mostly miss the ones i made with cuzco(big bro's random pc i was using wayyy before my laptop came into the scene), cause that one had songs i dont have on here. which kinda sucks. and plus, the old pc actually still holds the old songs of the 90s, back when the internet was pretty new to everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how awesome is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i think im just talking crap here cause im sleepyyyyyyyyyyyyy :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-2208696774421374269?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/2208696774421374269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=2208696774421374269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2208696774421374269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2208696774421374269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-miss-you-already-little-bugger.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_W9BgElPk62A/ScWnyNSOxMI/AAAAAAAABtc/SA0crsRtjYc/s72-c/0063%2Bb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-3632709408207088092</id><published>2009-04-24T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T00:20:07.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i have officially become a vista user. though, unwillingly at first; but i gave in, in the end. i was curious cause i never gave vista a chance. so i finally did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres always a choice of downgrading again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my laptop actually came with vista but i asked to downgrade it. the so-called technicians actually gave me the xp without the crack so i was kinda stuck with the 'not genuine sign' at start up for a while, and i had to find it myself. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so far? antah. the cons outweight the pros at the moment. only because i have loads of my stuff on xp, thus the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;not wanting to convert&lt;/span&gt; part earlier on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its such a hassle to download everything back with the weird connection im having right now. weird because the connection is pretty irregular. sometimes, it doesnt have any kind of connection at all! WTF IS UP WITH THAT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my downloads end up stopping cause the signal is gone. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all i wanna do is get an anti-virus for my laptop! atu pun nda dapat. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-3632709408207088092?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3632709408207088092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3632709408207088092' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3632709408207088092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3632709408207088092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-have-officially-become-vista-user.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-8598320681798934755</id><published>2009-04-22T00:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T00:48:19.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Have you ever felt that what people say to you, is a template? Like, its a kind of message or text that is meant to be sent to everyone, and not just you? I kinda felt that tadi. A thank you message btw. So yeah.&lt;p&gt;Speaking of which, i was chatting with the second cousin and he heard my crappy blahness. Macam slalu salah timing wah ia atu. =_=&lt;p&gt;But hes still awesome. And im not. Grrr&lt;p&gt;And to show how broke i am, this is my last post with my phone cause i&amp;#39;ll be creditless from now on. At least, until the end of the month. If im lucky. And dalam wallet ku pun tinggal sens saja. How crazy is that? And im using my dst line cause my bmobile got suspended. Like i said. =_=&lt;p&gt;So im sorry guys bout thursday. :( outings means spending money, and thats just not something i have atm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-8598320681798934755?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/8598320681798934755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=8598320681798934755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8598320681798934755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8598320681798934755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/have-you-ever-felt-that-what-people-say.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-8501390026843094921</id><published>2009-04-20T10:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T10:36:27.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SevfqwIDqwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/djTVpOddiBc/s1600-h/18042009(001)-787537.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SevfqwIDqwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/djTVpOddiBc/s320/18042009(001)-787537.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326596909861939970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="mobile-photo"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SevfrNpL3oI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BMgZrSx4lls/s1600-h/18042009-787968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SevfrNpL3oI/AAAAAAAAAGA/BMgZrSx4lls/s320/18042009-787968.jpg"  border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326596917785517698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Is it just me, or are people starting to blog with their phones? Hmph. &lt;p&gt;Well, no one can do it like me; with pics. :p so im pretty happy bout that. Lol yes, im updating with my phone, even though the laptop is on. Sometimes, i just could not be bothered.&lt;p&gt;And im happy to be free from the last-minute complication. Well, it was only last minute cause we made it that way. Had way too much fun, before finishing the work. And of course, i had to be the one who hadnt started mine, at all.=_=&lt;p&gt;I honestly didnt expect sur, dud and khairul to come saturday, so i was kinda preparing myself for being alone sana. But i was glad that they did. X) I had a last minute adjustment for printing it(which btw, costed me almost $10) and then went to eat after. Told kai bout the deadline and yeah. :D&lt;p&gt;Oh, and im up early! Actually, since last week plang udah. I was awake for 2 whole days, for it. And most of the time, i wasnt even doing it! Udah like, a few hours before i had to come to college, barutah banar-banar. =_= up until the very last second. Why cant i kick the habit away? Its so annoying!&lt;p&gt;And dad just asked me to look after the nephew. Oh! And i just realized why older sibs sometimes, like to bully their younger sibs; cause its fun! LOL&lt;br&gt;Since im the youngest in the family, and the nephew is the closest thing to a younger brother, i find myself bullying him sometimes, cause hes just too cute when he gets frustrated! Thus, adds to the fun. Lol &lt;p&gt;Hes sleeping btw. And banar, i really feel like waking him up. :s jahat kan? Grrr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-8501390026843094921?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/8501390026843094921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=8501390026843094921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8501390026843094921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8501390026843094921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/is-it-just-me-or-are-people-starting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c7-xtXb60UE/SevfqwIDqwI/AAAAAAAAAF4/djTVpOddiBc/s72-c/18042009(001)-787537.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6710950713877431433.post-8502792331752901356</id><published>2009-04-18T15:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T15:48:41.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>new skin. i feel like editing it though cause its kinda small? but yeah, we'll see how this one goes. doesnt even have a title. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-8502792331752901356?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/8502792331752901356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=8502792331752901356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8502792331752901356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8502792331752901356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/new-skin.html' title=''/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-1871190428641286399</id><published>2009-04-17T03:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:51:00.014+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lfjas;flsdjfdlld</title><content type='html'>i didnt expect to wake up wednesday *cough*afternoon*cough* to the sound of the annoying polyphonic phone. it got so annoying, i kinda switched it off. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry to, you know who you are &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt; ; pasal i didnt know the number, so i decided not to bother at all and stop it completely from ruining my sleep. i remembered the last time i got woken up by a phone call, and i think it was from the same person? lol she called me for something( i dont remember about what) and it took me a while to see the number(lol) and when i could actually see(cause it was a blurry mess sampai nda nampak langsung =_=), it was too late for me to answer. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wasnt your fault though, its the phone. the ringing gets to my ears so baddddddddd :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the text came to my 5700 and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;, totally woke me up. sampai nda sampat makan wah. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out wednesday, that i had a test the next day! whatttttttt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wasnt the only one, which was the good thing. and it was totally last minute, like; the day before the exam! most of the people said they didnt know at all about the tests, and yeah. weird ah. no calls, no nothing. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so when we went for the literacy test(which btw, i decided to just take it just in case, cause i already had credit for english but wth. i didnt wanna regret not taking it in the end so yeah)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i didnt sleep at all. cause i dunno. i was thinking all morning whether i should or shouldnt take it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i had a sort of transportation problem and the house got covered in this gray dust from downstairs and everything made it seem like i shouldnt take the morning test at all. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC02246.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then, that afternoon i went to &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;'s cause again, i had transportation problem. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the computer literacy test and when we went there, the first person i totally recognized was &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;azri&lt;/span&gt;! lol he was standing outside, and yeah. went in and checked where the rooms were and talked a bit with him. so im guessing others from his batch at pds were probably there as well, but i didnt see them though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;then &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mahathir&lt;/span&gt;(not sure of the correct spelling) came in and he said he didnt know about his literacy test this morning and only found out like wayyyyy after the exam. see? no notice or anything at all! not even email notifications. =_= so what happens to those who didnt get to take the test cause they didnt know in advance? hmm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and oh yeah! i forgot to mention that the majority of the people in the class for the literacy test was mostly just &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;our&lt;/span&gt; people. lol &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the computer literacy test for our batch was actually for the diploma holders. we didnt know, we just picked the 2nd floor cause there were less people. lol so the 1st floor was for A level students. they mentioned it. so yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC02247.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lookie here. my phone tegugur and its been showing that 'x' on the signal side and no, i did not put the phone in offline mode even though it says so right there, but it was caused by my undetected sim card. if it drops(the phone), it goes like that. :(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but when i use my bmobile line(currently suspended. AGAIN. fark ah. =_=) mau ia! i think its the sim card kali banar. and after trying it different times, mau tia udah. sampai the time pun nda lurus ah. it was 4+ something in the morning i think? i wasnt sure. the clock in my room is stuck at 3 o'clock all day and night(abis battery?) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;antah ehhhhhhhhh semua tah nahhhhhhhh, kan rusak. =_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-1871190428641286399?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/1871190428641286399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=1871190428641286399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1871190428641286399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/1871190428641286399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/lfjasflsdjfdlld.html' title='lfjas;flsdjfdlld'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4268669564509536637</id><published>2009-04-14T04:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T04:45:59.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought love was black and white.</title><content type='html'>semangat. lol i drafted this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i mention how, i get addicted to a song easily; if its nice and reflective in whatever way sees it fit. no? well im mentioning it now. lol oh! and im a complete acoustics fan. whatever song that is played on an acoustic guitar or piano only, is a definite awesomeness in my list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_WaVv874DfE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_WaVv874DfE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is currently on repeat. i dont have the song, so im listening through other means and the next best thing; youtube. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggrin.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i actually missed the sad excuse for a short hair i had last year. i mean, yeah it was hella short. wayyyyyyyyy shorter then i'd imagine but yeah. i kinda miss the light feeling, even though i literally felt like wanting to cover my whole head with a hat or a beanie(but i dont have one) for a a couple of months(at home) cause it was seriously THAT short! it was the shortest hair i'd ever had and this all happened just because i suddenly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;felt&lt;/span&gt; like cutting my hair so awkwardly short. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i had it all on video. lol and its funny cause it was taken during the fasting month and you can hear my stomach making noises cause i usually dont wake up that early. and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i think i wanna cut it again. hmm.. and i really feel like cutting it myself for some reason. again, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel&lt;/span&gt;. never a good sign. =_=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4268669564509536637?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4268669564509536637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4268669564509536637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4268669564509536637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4268669564509536637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-thought-love-was-black-and-white.html' title='i thought love was black and white.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4851887436890185401</id><published>2009-04-13T04:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T04:57:55.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drama?</title><content type='html'>Well, some interesting things happened this very morning. Like how 2nd bro just decided to get an msi wind (hopefully white colored) laptop under my influence(apparently so) and because he needs one when he decides to send his dell xps for a check up after it gets here; BUT then, his xps decided to menyamal and acted up just exactly after he decided to get the laptop online btw. Lol &lt;p&gt;So hes sending his laptop tomorrow and nothing to go online with. How ironic, should i say? But yeah, i do feel kinda bad.&lt;p&gt;His xps has blacked out on him 6 times? And a bluescreen once or twice. His monitor goes black, even when he watches his favourite series. Weird huh?&lt;p&gt;And the one he bought is a portable one. Like the likes of the ee pc or kojinsha. I wouldnt say its a waste, cause it will be useful for on-the-go internet browsing. And yeah, since he had the xps for, as he puts it; &amp;#39;technically free&amp;#39; since it came with go! Broadband. So yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4851887436890185401?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4851887436890185401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4851887436890185401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4851887436890185401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4851887436890185401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/drama.html' title='drama?'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-2335988439401936315</id><published>2009-04-10T04:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-10T04:27:09.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hans zimmer.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpQ810mA5_A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xpQ810mA5_A&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hans zimmer is awesome! and somehow, during the cello(?) part; it kinda made me smile cause i dunno, its just too captain jack sparrow. lol as you can see from the video, if you havent played it. i didnt know that they actually used 2 for that part cause it sounded kinda like a solo thing.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides hans zimmer, theres another composer i liked cause he makes some seriously good stuff too. i distinctly remembered that i was watching tarzan when i noticed his musicianship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nl2vFYpadLk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Nl2vFYpadLk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another random something. the music is often the reason why i like a movie sometimes. lol and sometimes, its just both -- the story and the music.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-2335988439401936315?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/2335988439401936315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=2335988439401936315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2335988439401936315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/2335988439401936315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/hans-zimmer.html' title='hans zimmer.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-3729468437739742025</id><published>2009-04-09T01:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T03:09:56.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>roadtrip!</title><content type='html'>(read title)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but first;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01966.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 1 year, to the nephew! the countdown i had, was for his birthday btw. so yeah.&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggrin.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and nadie! happy birthday! &lt;img src="http://www.smiliesftw.com/x/wavey.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, ok belated now, but i did wish you both before 12, so that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinda&lt;/span&gt; counts? &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/kekekegay.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a little roadtrip tadi, a little random but was fun nonetheless.&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/wiggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01677.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01833.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01842.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01837.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the last picture was because every traffic light we had to go through, it funnily enough, kept being red all the way. it was green at first, but as soon as we got closer; merah tia! skajap lagitu eh. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ada orang nda mandi wah tu, iatah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little mystery on where we went, wouldnt hurt now would it? :3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its good for the &lt;s&gt;seoulllllll~&lt;/s&gt; soull~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-3729468437739742025?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3729468437739742025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3729468437739742025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3729468437739742025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3729468437739742025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/roadtrip.html' title='roadtrip!'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-7818727200188465414</id><published>2009-04-07T04:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T04:37:52.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>testing.</title><content type='html'>tried the wide angle lens and this is before;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01183.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01182.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a random picture of the extra room where we put stuff in, thus the uncoordinated wall color and floor and everything. if i had it my way, i'd have did it differently. cause they used the extra paint for the sis's room for this one. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i wanted to get ambitious, they wouldnt let me. said it was a waste so why not match the two rooms together wont we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like they couldnt just buy a medium sized paint and get it over with. its not that big of a room anyhow. =_=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, the sis's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-7818727200188465414?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/7818727200188465414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=7818727200188465414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7818727200188465414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/7818727200188465414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/testing.html' title='testing.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4932906258533980169</id><published>2009-04-04T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T03:07:39.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yesterday.</title><content type='html'>my supposed post, yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so a few unexpected things happened, all through-out the day today.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like how i stayed till 3pm, even though i had almost no intention to; cause i just feel '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i dont know&lt;/span&gt;' about it. offered my ticket to&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; kai&lt;/span&gt;, but it was too sudden so he couldnt make it. and since we were at the mall already, and the show was around 11am; and that would mean i would have to kill almost an hour alone by myself, so i stayed saja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and we watched;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.wildaboutmovies.com/images_7/FF4_000.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have no idea how to review it. but i enjoyed the movie though. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggthumpup.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so anyways, got back to college and stuff happened and yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;another unexpected something happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i saw a familiar looking tall dude, who had his back to me; but i still recognized him somehow. so i made a guess before he turned around and sure enough, it was him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;he was sitting facing to where i was standing and well, i tried calling him and when he noticed; and i waved, he gave me a totally bangang look! and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dud&lt;/span&gt; noticed it too! it was hillarious~ ahahaha it made me have second thoughts about actually confronting him and well, i didnt. at first.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but after we sat and ate and talked(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dud&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khairul &lt;/span&gt;and i), and when we went out of the restaurant and walked back to where we came from, he kept looking. lol i knew he couldnt see me cause he cant seem to see at that distance. well, at least thats what it looked like to me cause he kept squinting his eyes. =_=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so only after the whole thing, did i confront him. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the random talk we had with his friends were.. really random. cause i dunno, i was just listening to their conversations and yeah, i only voiced out my obviously bias thought. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/kekekegay.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01144.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;he was actually on the phone with me. lol we were close enough for me to take this pic, but not enough to just shout out everything. i was kinda avoiding his friend, though just for the fun of it. cause antah. its hard to explain. lol though, everything on the table was just in good fun; i couldnt come over there in the end, cause dad picked me up already. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but was nice seeing you again btw. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other unexpected thing was that, when i woke up after my short nap that afternoon right after i got home, i saw a little box near my laptop. it reminded me of the two pink slips 2nd bro got the day before and i was surprised that it got here, sooner than i expected.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01169.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01170.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01175.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my lens! lens cause its a 2 for 1 bargain. this was the lens i bought, '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for fun&lt;/span&gt;' cause i kinda sorta need it? and it cost me like $50+ saja. wide angle and macro(you cant see it in the pic). oh and i bought it online btw. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was it worth it? hmm, i'll get back to you on that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4932906258533980169?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4932906258533980169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4932906258533980169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4932906258533980169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4932906258533980169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday.html' title='yesterday.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-8614083990584303246</id><published>2009-04-03T05:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T05:36:57.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>heh</title><content type='html'>I might blog bout yesterday if i feel like it. Cause lately i just dont &amp;#39;feel&amp;#39; it anymore for  some reason. :/ i was gonna wait a while, and not just stop tarus-tarus, but antah. We&amp;#39;ll see. &lt;p&gt;Cause if i stop tarus-tarus, then i&amp;#39;ll actually end up wanting to come back. Its like how you want something you cant have. &lt;p&gt;Using my phone to update~ so yeah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-8614083990584303246?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/8614083990584303246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=8614083990584303246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8614083990584303246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/8614083990584303246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/heh.html' title='heh'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-3457646226984748764</id><published>2009-04-01T23:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T02:05:28.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so..</title><content type='html'>i got myself another on ear headphone, ear pieces.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01057.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i only bought the green one cause its the same as my laptop; the color. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC01058.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this is my fourth one actually. bought from the same shop too. =_= out of the four, 2 are broken due to my careless-ness, cause its just so damn light! i always forget that im wearing them. i even have them on, without listening to anything. just wear 'em for fun. lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so the other 2(the one im using now, and the green one) is now for separate uses. the one im using will be left at home, and the green one will be the '&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;on the go'&lt;/span&gt; ones. cause i really dont like frustrating over bundling the thing up again just to bring it with me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh! and results are out! kind of. and alhamdulillah~ i passed all of my exams. satu saja menyangkut. but at least, now i dont have to worry about the other subjects anymore and concentrate on this one subject saja. i was hella excited when i found out! &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didi was there to get it too. and mamat. and izzat. then the usual us, dud, sur and me. i say the usual for the 3 of us, because we are the ones that usually come, only cause we had to. so yeah. yazid pun ada. andddd~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00962.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;birthday boy! lol i only remembered when i got home. =_= klo nda kan minta blanja udah tu eh! last year, he didnt even come to college! so yeah. missed the chance again this year. =_=&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh and lately, i've been getting less than the usual amount of sleep; cause i honestly just cant. even this morning, and afternoon. it felt like i just blinked, and the sun had already come out, and the day had just gone by and its already night time. :/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this, results in my headache. :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-3457646226984748764?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/3457646226984748764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=3457646226984748764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3457646226984748764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/3457646226984748764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/04/so.html' title='so..'/><author><name>hyt</name><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-6710950713877431433.post-4548133804496535819</id><published>2009-03-31T04:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-31T04:30:34.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;8 days left. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6710950713877431433-4548133804496535819?l=undefined-defined.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/feeds/4548133804496535819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6710950713877431433&amp;postID=4548133804496535819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4548133804496535819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6710950713877431433/posts/default/4548133804496535819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/2009/03/countdown.html' title='countdown.'/><author><name>hyt</name><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>
