<?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-23904148</id><updated>2011-06-08T14:46:53.204+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pieces of me</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/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>204</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23904148.post-7157961448887502367</id><published>2008-03-22T02:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-22T02:56:53.662+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moved.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://undefined-defined.blogspot.com/"&gt;moved!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7157961448887502367?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7157961448887502367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7157961448887502367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7157961448887502367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7157961448887502367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/moved_22.html' title='moved.'/><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-23904148.post-8726533148486392787</id><published>2008-03-19T23:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T23:33:39.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dumped.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;thats just what it is, no criptics. heh. just when i got my hopes up, this happen. and i was really looking forward to sunday, honestly. and boy, did i post that 12/12 thing at the right time huh? *cynical laugh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;guess it suits my desktop wallpaper then.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mywallpaper-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/mywallpaper-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and really, it wasnt even his fault. it was mine. all me. cause im really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; horrible. and im not even being all self-pity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i thought i was numb from this.. but it seems like i havent. i mean, who would when you put your hopes up right before this happen? i dont even know why i did, but i honestly feel like crap right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i was even all giddy when i listened to their song before i took my afternoon nap. a big wtf if you ask me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;should've seen this coming, with all the obvious signs i give off. nyeh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-8726533148486392787?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/8726533148486392787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=8726533148486392787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8726533148486392787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8726533148486392787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/dumped.html' title='dumped.'/><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-23904148.post-5450212597279283787</id><published>2008-03-19T13:19:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T14:07:14.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>looking back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;when i re-read my white corolla post atu, i realized something. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the 2nd 12/12 outing(2006), was the first time i met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;the boyfriend&lt;/span&gt;. he probably doesnt remember it.. but yeah. like every other 12/12 outing we had, the first thing we did was watch a movie. and thats when i met him. he was there to accompany &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;c-aji&lt;/span&gt; who was the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*twin&lt;/span&gt;'s then boyfriend(now ex). he had longer hair and wore glasses. i like his hair then better though. and he was marung brabissssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the movie we watched was 9:56. it was korean i think? or japanese? im not sure. we had a couple of seats in two rows on the left side of the cinema. 3 of them was taken by the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*twin&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;c-aji&lt;/span&gt; and him. i dont know why, but i kinda kept looking at him. lol and no, it wasnt out of interest. he was just too quiet ah. sasak ku plang. :s lol when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;c-aji&lt;/span&gt; offered him popcorn, he said no with his right hand.. you know how traffic police stops cars? thats how he did his. ahahah and i laughed all by myself just looking at that. :x i was sitting behind them btw. along with my other cousin and her friends at the time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;since then, i've randomly asked &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;c-aji&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;efra kecik&lt;/span&gt; to kirim salam arah nya whenever i get the chance to. lol it was just for the fun of it really, with no hidden agenda; since he doesnt know who its from.. so im all for it. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so then, on new year's eve(the day before 2008); my family and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*twin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;'s&lt;/span&gt;, ate out. outside the restaurant, i was checking my pockets cause i have this habit of putting leftover cash in them, a dollar or two. sometimes $10 cause im really THAT lazy to take out my wallet again. lol so in my right front pocket, i found something. it was a pair of tickets. and not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;JUST&lt;/span&gt; any tickets.. it was the tickets from the 2nd 12/12 outing(2006)!!! it was kinda odd and i showed it to the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;*twin&lt;/span&gt; and she was kinda surprised too. i mean, c'mon~ i washed those jeans over and over for all these years, and yet.. the tickets are barely even faded! the ones i have in my wallet plang faded. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-5450212597279283787?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/5450212597279283787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=5450212597279283787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5450212597279283787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5450212597279283787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/looking-back.html' title='looking back.'/><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-23904148.post-8224247291467236539</id><published>2008-03-18T15:14:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T19:53:16.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nothing much. today was normal. i stayed back today just to play tekken. had a little talk with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;naz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; when we were on our way back to school and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; just texted me asking if i was at the mall. lol ok, i think the reason why he even bothers to; is cause we keep running into each other randomly when the both of us least expects it. he just wanted some company cause ia escape lagi. &gt;_&gt; sapa tah suruh ia escape? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and said hi to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pyee&lt;/span&gt; when i wanted to go to guardian and came back out and saw her. i thought today was wednesday, so i didnt think she'd be there. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anddddddddddd~ i saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nacatus&lt;/span&gt; when i was at the arcade. lol muka nya time ia meliat orang main, was funny. ahahaha so i just tapped his shoulder and walked away.. XP but he did see me after, when i played tekken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-think-im-broken.html"&gt;the white corolla post.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-8224247291467236539?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/8224247291467236539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=8224247291467236539' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8224247291467236539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8224247291467236539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/hello.html' title='hello.'/><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-23904148.post-7690429117361871994</id><published>2008-03-17T23:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T14:59:19.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun is fractions of existence, in a better packaging.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i realized that people tend to expect a lot from me. and i dont know why. i've proved them wrong countless times, but still.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so. i've been told over and over that i should quit my part time job. especially from the parents. we didnt argue about it cause there was no point to it.. but yeah, i thought about quitting too. because i realized that they dont really need me there. i mean, if they can easily get full timers; why should i even try to go against that. sure, at first i wanted the job to just be out of the house.. but now i dunno. plus, this sunday i might just meet the boyfriend; but during my working hours. i think im losing my touch anyway. i forgot what the prices are already for the stuff they sell. nyeh. im gonna give it another month to fully decide. plus, i dont want to be stalked. :x lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so currently, im watching stranger than fiction for the third time. LOL what? i just love a good movie ok? the second was yesterday afternoon. and apparently, they're gonna show it for a whole week? from th 16th to the 23rd which is totally awesome! im gonna watch it again later in the afternoon if i could. :p i dunno.. i just cant get enough of it. plus, i dont think i'll stay up till 3am to finish watching this one. so i'll sleep once im done with this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;today at school, we get to watch how window DOS and MAC came to be. it would've been a great movie if the people at the back werent talking so much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and im craving sushi. :( california maki to be exact. i regret bringing home the take-away menu now cause i keep looking at it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;also, i craved baked spicy chicken penne last.. i dont remember when, but yeah.. i dont fancy it anymore like i claimed to be before this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://images.hyt28.multiply.com/image/14/photos/23/500x500/1/IMG%20317.jpg?et=k3hejg1UiS7E4E230xxDFg&amp;amp;nmid=42934381" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://images.hyt28.multiply.com/image/4/photos/23/500x500/2/IMG%20318.jpg?et=rkavQS3kbrCYwgAas38ILQ&amp;amp;nmid=42934381" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://images.hyt28.multiply.com/image/4/photos/23/500x500/3/IMG%20320.jpg?et=uq9gyyR1aVSKC%2BV2qwckcw&amp;amp;nmid=42934381" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://images.hyt28.multiply.com/image/4/photos/23/500x500/4/IMG%20321.jpg?et=uSpSK6F5GCWsjOH69O66Yg&amp;amp;nmid=42934381" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i stole this from my multiply. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7690429117361871994?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7690429117361871994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7690429117361871994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7690429117361871994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7690429117361871994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/fun-is-fractions-of-existence-in-better.html' title='fun is fractions of existence, in a better packaging.'/><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-23904148.post-100807887753735911</id><published>2008-03-16T22:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T19:53:43.538+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stranger than fiction.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;have you ever had a sentence or say.. a word come up out of no where and you happen to say it? and by some weird 'coincidence' it happens to be the name of a movie? i've had that. twice. and somehow, it made me want to watch the movie so badly. i mean, without ever knowing or hearing about it, you just WANT to watch it. by your own instinct. and just tonight, i got to watch stranger than fiction. it was in my  mind all week that. the sentence i mean. until i saw it on HBO i think? the advert of it yesterday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://www.thesaturdaypost.com/img/issue73/movies_stranger_than_fiction.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i didnt get to watch the beginning though. cause it totally slipped my mind about it. :s which just ruins the entire movie for me.. but yeah, it was still awesome nonetheless.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;imagine that your an author, and by some weird oddity; your fictional character and his fictional life becomes a reality and every word you type, determines the outcome of everything thats happening in his life, as it happens. cool? maybe. but if his life is completely and entirely in your hands, and you do with it whatever you please.. what would you do for the ending? would you choose to make a masterpiece or save his life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sounds awesome? then you should watch it. :p i want to watch it again, just to see the beginning. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favorite part has to be when karen eiffel started typing again and this was how it went:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she starts typing: 'the phone rang'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*her phone rings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she stopped typing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*her phone stops ringing.*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she then typed: 'the phone rang again'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*her phone rings again*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;penny goes to answer the phone but was stopped by karen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she then hesitantly, continues typing: 'the phone rang a third time' and had her finger hovering slightly over the fullstop on the typewriter and as she did(pushed it), the phone rang almost instantly and she then ran to answer the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen eiffel: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harold crick: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is this karen eiffel?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen eiffel: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;who is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harold crick: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is harold crick. i believe your writing a story about me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen eiffel: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im sorry?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harold crick: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im harold crick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;karen eiffel: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is this a joke?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;harold crick: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;no. im an IRS agent -- hello?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL that part was awesome! im sorry if some of the parts arent right.. i just wanted to share that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-100807887753735911?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/100807887753735911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=100807887753735911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/100807887753735911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/100807887753735911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/stranger-than-fiction.html' title='stranger than fiction.'/><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-23904148.post-3050563464171853513</id><published>2008-03-15T03:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-15T03:21:31.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lot better.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i feel a lot better now since i met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;azri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. LOL :p nada dehh~ but i did meet him though. and i did feel a lot better.. but not because of him. no.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i went to this function di kupang where my uncle's family was. we basically were the last ones to come, so yeah. lol when we were about to eat, i saw this yellow cara melayu-ed guy standing up and it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;azri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;! so i took out my phone and texted him. he basically replied that he doesnt know the number, or who i was; which basically just killed my iski mood. lol so i just told him flat out who i was, but i didnt show my face just yet. he said i should stand up or shout or something, but no wayyy~ i was still eating mkayy~(that was my lunch so i kinda ate a lot. XP) so i just told him to look for me and gave him clues. ngam my cousin was totally blocking me! ahahah tapi balum batah, he saw me already. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;even after that! we still texted mcm as if jauh banar. ahahaha and i just realized then, that he was sitting next to my dad, i told him. and he was like:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;iakn? mun ku tau awal, minta izin minang ku taruz ku tadi.. hahahah! =D&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;AHAHAHAH! mcm c-banar! that was when dad left already btw. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yeah, i mean.. its almost ages since we last seen each other. the last was probably during '06. after that, nada langsung. these random meet ups are still fun in a way.. i mean, you can never really tell who'll you meet; at the most unexpected places, ever. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;next week's tekken tournament.. i'll prolly just watch. im working on all 3 non-working days! so obviously, i wont get to join.. which is such a relief cause i'd prolly lose in the prelimenaries. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and i was on facebook, and was on a quest(lol) to find easter eggs. if you have a fluff friend, then you'll know about the fluff friends easter egg hunt. i already reached my maximun 2 eggs per day limit, so i just happened to visit other people's fluffbook and lookie here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=orangeEGG.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/orangeEGG.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i found an orange egg and i cant keep it! :( this was from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;lilac&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'s fluffbook.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so then, i went to another, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;adeylah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'s:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=orangeEGG1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/orangeEGG1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;another egg! wheee~ but waitaminute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=orangeEGG-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/orangeEGG-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tear.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-3050563464171853513?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/3050563464171853513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=3050563464171853513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3050563464171853513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3050563464171853513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/lot-better.html' title='a lot better.'/><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-23904148.post-7257753803223767185</id><published>2008-03-14T14:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:37:26.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*sigh*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i had something else planned for this. but i'll just post this up for now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=orangephotobucket.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/orangephotobucket.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;orange!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ok, just a little fyi; i like to point out all things orange. its just something i do, so get used to it. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and i found this car 2 days ago? lol i didnt think the license plate would be visible so i wasnt bothered to.. until now. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=12032008006.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/12032008006.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the license plate says KC287  btw. lol and its gold colored ish. first time ever! i've seen this car. usually it'll just be the white corolla but now, its this. i think its a toyota too. but i guess i was too engrossed in trying to get a pic that i couldnt be assed to see which it is. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and right now, im laughing at a video i found on youtube. LOL i dont know why.. but i find him quite funny. :x a bruneian btw. he cracks me up without him even realizing it! slalu tu eh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i havent had lunch. cause i learned yesterday, that if i eat even just a little; i'll throw up. seriously. and it sucks. :( i dont know why.. but yeah. the gas keeps coming out of my mouth from my stomach and it tastes horrible. like rotten eggs. and to avoid that, i NEED to throw up. or avoid the gas from coming out. whichever is easier. but i assure you, both arent as easy as it seems. and again, it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7257753803223767185?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7257753803223767185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7257753803223767185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7257753803223767185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7257753803223767185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-had-something-else-planned-for-this.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-23904148.post-5872334837688794324</id><published>2008-03-13T15:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T15:24:41.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh and i forgot a couple things.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;was chatting with c-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;boii&lt;/span&gt; tadi during one of the classes and it goes something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;napaan~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;:p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;him: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;him: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;awak sangat merah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;him: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;wak~ plak sangat hijau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mcm incredible hulk!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;him: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i mean, he literally laughed out loud! XD cause see, hes a pretty buff guy.. so yeah. incredible hulk. XP and! aku teikut-ikutan jua ketawa uleh nya. ahahaha and i was chatting to him with my phone, while he was on his lappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so~ wanna see my orange-tastic everything on the lappy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=orangetastic-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/orangetastic-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=mywallpaper.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/mywallpaper.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the above is actually my friendster profile's background. i took it and made it my desktop wallpaper and added '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;undefined&lt;/span&gt;' to it. i like it cause its so purtyyyy~~  and it says NO TURNS . and yeah, bejurit my desktop.. what of it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-5872334837688794324?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/5872334837688794324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=5872334837688794324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5872334837688794324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5872334837688794324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/oh-and-i-forgot-couple-things.html' title='oh and i forgot a couple things.'/><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-23904148.post-4308944142837087666</id><published>2008-03-12T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-13T09:31:12.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a set up.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;exactly today last week, it was raining as well. same heavy rain, but with a difference. last week i was chatting with someone and when it was almost 6, i told him to take care cause he said he was gonna go out. and right after that, i felt weird. i dont know what it was, but it feels like i was setting myself up for something. it was as if; i was waiting for something to happen. it didnt go away even until i reached home. it was bugging me, and i hated it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;exactly last week as well, i got the lappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;yesterday morning, there were a lot of nice songs playing on mtv. and i actually tried to take down all the names and songs. lol im trying to get one of them for the blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;two days ago, we got a call from one of the older cousins and said that her sister just gave birth to a baby boy around 2 in the morning. another nephew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; but honestly, i want a niece~ so badly. lol so i guess its all up to the sis now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/fingersx.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and this morning, i saw something written on my paper before i went to school. i didnt realize it until now but man, was i ignorant. i mean, i saw it there yesterday, and it stuck out well enough for me to see but i wasnt bothered to actually check it out until today. it was written in small letterings so i had to look at it closer and i was kinda surprised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;yati ♥ u&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .  . . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so i tried to figure out who wrote it and asked around, who was holding my pencil yesterday cause i left it on my table with a pen and pencil. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i got texted tadi and i start work again next week. somehow.. im not really looking forward to it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-4308944142837087666?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/4308944142837087666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=4308944142837087666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4308944142837087666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4308944142837087666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/set-up.html' title='a set up.'/><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-23904148.post-7045496433273135974</id><published>2008-03-10T23:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T02:07:39.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new semester.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;its already the new semester and it was alright. all i was worried about was getting separated from the asswipes i usually hang around with. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but yeah, we were in one class, while the new intakes are in another. which was just pure awesomeness. i mean, ok. i know some of the people in the new intake, quite a majority of them i must say; but the ones im with now, are already growing on me. so i'd rather stick with them. :) even if in the long run, we'd actually grow apart.. but lets just be in the now. the later would happen well.. later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so there was a last minute plan to eat sushi at excapade and yeah, we ordered the same thing again. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=10032008004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/10032008004.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=10032008003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/10032008003.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;surprisingly, we didnt get to finish it this time. even when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;izzat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ate more than everyone else. :s tapinya nyanyat. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;TWICE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; i saw my soon-to-be camera, being used by somebody else. the exact one! by two different people. now its being in my face just cause i cant afford it just yet. &gt;_&gt; i have a project in mind for it. and its the only one that can offer me such possibilities. seriously. lol im using my '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;talent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;' to its full potential. if not, more. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i went and visited my work place tadi. didnt feel as awkward as i usually feel when i walk past it. lol man, each day; that place feels so foreign to me now. i mean, i only worked for a month, and they gave me a so-called temporary off just cause of a newbie and yet; they can still make room for another.. thats just not me! ceh. biased much? walau tah im the only part-timer.. but i did come before they did. so wth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and i forgot to bring my wallet today, which i now find was actually a good thing. lol cause i didnt get to use any money for myself. even when we played tekken. :p oh and the preliminaries are on the 21st @ 2pm whereas the finals will be on the 23rd @ 2pm as well. so today just proves that i wont be joining the tourney. lol there was this guy who &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; mentioned as '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;gila baie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;' only cause hes practically unbeatable and uses awesome combos. i tried going against him, and lost. but! when he went against CPU while we looked on, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;he&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; lost! it was weird! ahahaha against CPU?! damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i changed the song cause the chorus was playing in my head and i didnt know what it was until i searched for it. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;nvm. i re-changed it cause i heard this one playing at mtv. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;also! i introduced myself to the blogger &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;personally&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; just cause. LOL i still wont say who. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7045496433273135974?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7045496433273135974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7045496433273135974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7045496433273135974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7045496433273135974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/new-semester.html' title='new semester.'/><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-23904148.post-8678245088411497061</id><published>2008-03-09T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T21:47:00.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so here it is.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;the reason why i was so comfortably asleep when the tv was on, TWICE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=09032008161.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/09032008161.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=09032008164.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/09032008164.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so yeah, i use it more if its like in the first pic. in the second, rarely. but yeah, the thing is -- that couch is probably older than i am, and its got stains on them. lol i know, eww much? but the stains are more towards water and/or drinks. nothing more. drool? maybe. but i'd rather not think about it. lol it is soooooooooo~ damn comfortable man. i mean, just lying on it can make you sleep. seriously. mom always complains on how we(my 2nd bro and i) would always rather sleep on it rather than sleeping on our own beds. she would always go,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;cuba tidur dalam bilik ah, ani di sini tah plang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" and! lol if both of us are sleepy, my 2nd bro and i would actually fight over who would get to sleep on it. its like an unspoken battle. we dont actually say it, but we know whats in each other's mind. sometimes, he would get it; sometimes, its me. but most of the time, it would always be him who sleeps on it after work. i rarely ever do nowadays cause he hogs it all to himself lately. whenever i do, its usually when he least expects it. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;you know how people have bantal buruk and stuff? well, we have a couch buruk. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and this was the view of yesterday's sunset.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08032008149.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/08032008149.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08032008150.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/08032008150.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=08032008151.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/08032008151.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/eek5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and yeah, we have two treadmills. lol we rarely ever use the other one, which i dont really get. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-8678245088411497061?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/8678245088411497061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=8678245088411497061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8678245088411497061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8678245088411497061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-here-it-is.html' title='so here it is.'/><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-23904148.post-7616402826735158080</id><published>2008-03-09T17:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T17:58:22.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BRB, i said.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;lol im trying to upload pics at the moment. but its taking ages to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; the pics arent exactly a lot per say, but i dont know why its taking so long~ dari tadi udah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7616402826735158080?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7616402826735158080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7616402826735158080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7616402826735158080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7616402826735158080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/brb-i-said.html' title='BRB, i said.'/><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-23904148.post-8059870975810577673</id><published>2008-03-08T14:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-08T19:38:10.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holy crap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;remember my post when i said there was this guy who was memajal on beating me at tekken? yeah well, i kinda felt that he looked somewhat familiar.. but i didnt dare to tagur him or anything. i wanted to, but i didnt feel it.. at the time. so then, thursday; i went to ain's office and checked out the newbies for next semester. and guess who i saw? &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THAT DUDE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i was right! he&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; WAS&lt;/span&gt; familiar. thats because hes &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sanjok&lt;/span&gt;'s brother! i saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sanjok&lt;/span&gt; a couple weeks back, saying something about his brother wanting to go to the college, so.. i guess that was it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there were some other familiar faces as well. like sham and amalina. as well as a blogger that need not mentioning cause i dont want him to find me. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i've been playing with my orange baloon that i got from concept almost a month ago. and its still fine and dandy~ just slightly shrunk. :( they were giving out baloons on their last day of exhibition in january, so they gave me one. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=02022008-2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/02022008-2.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;that was then. i miss it being that big. :( and did i mention how orange is my current favorite color at the moment? lol i dunno, it suddenly.. happened? and im trying to change everything on the lappy to orange based menus, desktop, msn. :p my desktop and firefox browser are both zune style. XP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i did the whole 'i-fell-asleep-when-the-tv-was-on' thing again. &gt;_&lt;&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/23904148-8059870975810577673?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/8059870975810577673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=8059870975810577673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8059870975810577673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8059870975810577673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/holy-crap.html' title='holy crap.'/><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-23904148.post-7001522805034644806</id><published>2008-03-06T22:00:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-09T14:43:54.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyeh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;came to school with a determination to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;not get distracted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. thats partly also why i didnt bring the lappy along.. which i later found that i really should've. &gt;_&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; it was random, but i saw a car with the same color as this and i kinda pointed it out to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. lol and she replied,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;napa nda warna oren?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" and i totally agreed and said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;iatah kan!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" but dad picked it, so wth. im still appreciative. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt; sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; planned on going to McD for brekkie until they made a little unplanned detour to mall. if i didnt text her, sur wouldnt've told me that she wasnt planning on going home either. since i was kinda supposed to follow her home and eat lunch at her place. and i was there for lunch only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;annnnnnddddddddddd~~~~ when i was near chill, i saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;nalee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; again!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOL he was waiting for somebody? i guess? and so was i. i waited near funbread and when i saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;chong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; almost going past funbread, so i went,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;pssstt pssttt~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" to get his attention. and at the time, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;nalee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; was in front of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;chong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and sort-of, terasa. lol :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;before &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;huffey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; came, i saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Xwl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;come out of BestEastern. he just came back. then after, he went up and the person i was waiting for, came. when we wanted to go up using the elevator, surprisingly; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Xwl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; came back down. and he bumped into &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;huffey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, and i sort-of; cringed. lol he wasnt looking where he was going ah si &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Xwl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. sampat lagi tu before i went in the elevator he said ,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;nyasal ku nda bali di Dubai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" lol it was about his xbox btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i went around with the guys and after we went down, i hung out with them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;rasith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. we talked about studies and stuff. and why i was there. lol then found &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;joe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and followed him instead when they were busy with customers. :p then, right in front of me; came &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. and according to them, they saw me with different groups of guys and said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;banyak rupa nya scandal nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" wtf? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;went to chill cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; wanted nachos that she didnt get to eat the last time. anddddddddd~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;nalee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; was there! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and then, and then! i saw him again when we moved to another table(they were gone by then to who knows where) and he was on his way, going across skh. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;met up with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;zul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; again, after what seemed like ages. then later that afternoon, we chatted. he was nosy as usual.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/rolleyes.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7001522805034644806?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7001522805034644806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7001522805034644806' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7001522805034644806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7001522805034644806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/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-23904148.post-5032640015383710520</id><published>2008-03-05T22:22:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T01:16:13.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guilty.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; i am blogging through the comforts of my brand new lappy. and im feeling quite guilty now. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;its a dell. inspiron 1420. dad got it today. and of all colors, it had to be apple green. how ironic. '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;apple&lt;/span&gt;'. lol not that its a bad thing though. its just, some of the things i own are green, not by choice; but by chance. like my phone, its green. people might say its grey.. but its really green. army green. and thats not all thats green. my house, inside and out; is in the said color. everything from the paint job, carpet, curtains. :s the outside, not so much anymore. ever since it got cemented.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so anyway, this green thing has got something to do with the text i just got this afternoon. i was at the arcade during lunch for tekken. oh and speaking of which, they're actually having a tekken tournament! at the arcade! and honestly, i so want to join. lol deadline is 20th march @ 8pm. and the preliminaries start either on the 21st or 23rd.. not sure. but starts @ 2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so yeah, as i was sitting down; i got a text. a multimedia text that went something like this(it was divided into 5 slides a big WTF if you ask me. lol):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;owned d shirt for 2 yrs now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0209.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/IMG_0209.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only today i find..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0208.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/IMG_0208.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amazing. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and i was like, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;holy shit! im so gonna blog about this later!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/eek3.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;cant seem to see what im seeing? i'll show you:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_0208again.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/IMG_0208again.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;again, a big WTF? thats my nick! with 28 lagitu! and tekarih ani wah kan use a camera and transfer the pics to the phone and send it to me via multimedia. lol i almost wanted to comment on his phone camera's awesome picture quality, until i saw the name of the file. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2 years is just about when we started knowing each other? how weird. :s and his favorite color is green. woahh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-5032640015383710520?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/5032640015383710520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=5032640015383710520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5032640015383710520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5032640015383710520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/guilty.html' title='guilty.'/><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-23904148.post-2831240420767016604</id><published>2008-03-04T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-04T18:45:42.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sudden hype.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so sunday.. i went to the book fair after our little function at the dewan muhibah(sp?) i think. so then, we were walking around.. saw a couple of familiar people who used to come by when i had work masatu; and then something happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i was leaning on one of the bookshelves there and looking at my phone. then all of a sudden, these couple were like,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;eh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" to me. and i was like,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;.....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" and one of them said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;orang kraja sini kah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" and i said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;nda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" and they were like,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh, sorry. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" what the--? LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh and wanna know how i help people navigate where i live through the phone? its something like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;ko nampak u-turn dapan mu tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;on the other line: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;ah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*goes to u-turn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;ah.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dapan nya lagi&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;on the other line: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;ehhh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; *goes out of u-turn*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;LOL what? nda jua salah tu~ :p that, if its from sengkurong. theres a lot of u-turns tu. so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh! and i also got my pay that day. cause on the 29th, i had no transport. wasnt much.. but i worked for 72.5 hours. yeah. thats like what.. 3+ days of work? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;khairul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; there. lol and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;shaf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, a conceptian. i hung out with him when the parents went to ICC again monday for i dont know what, but i assure you; its not for a lappy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; i got sick of dad and this random guy at netcom talking about lappy without me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; getting one, so i drifted elsewhere. its not about being selfish ok? its just that i need it. so badly. thats also kinda why i did a part time job in the first place(of which, im current off from. sucks jubur i tell you.), so i wouldnt have to bug them about wanting anything i need. but they seem to think that im doing the part time job for fun. well, its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. if this goes on though.. i just might not get a lappy. ever. i mean, since im not working.. nyeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;today.. we had lunch at excapade and it was funny. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;izzat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; kept asking,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;kanyang kan ni?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" over and over, with a seriously questioning tone; when we went and ordered the party set. and seriously, i think he was the only one who got to eating a whole lot of it and complained of being full, after. ahahaha and there was this little thing him and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; did.. where they wanted to eat a mini california maki i think? at the same time, but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;izzat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; got to stuffing it in his mouth first and hafiz was like,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" and he stopped midway, with the mini california maki still in his mouth, a little chewed, and his fingers close to his mouth cause he was literally, stuffing himself. LOL and there was also this sort-of dare thing me and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;izzat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; did.. where we just ate lime and lemon pieces, to see who would cave first to the sourness.. but nda. no reaction langsung from both of us and i got it in a video. :p people present were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;naz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;khairul A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;khairul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;izzat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and before that, i met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;rai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;! when he was on his way up, and i joined him to meet with the guys who were conveniently at the arcade, where he was going. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/wiggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;saw a couple of familiar faces coming in for the new semester next week, and on my way to the mall, dad was gonna do something; and i saw that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;nalee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; guy. lol wasnt really sure if it was him until i saw his left hand all wrapped up.. so i guess that really was him. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh and i notoriously slept right after i came home yesterday. :x but i did wake up for dinner.. and went back to sleep after. according to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;ewan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, thats a good thing? :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-2831240420767016604?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/2831240420767016604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=2831240420767016604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2831240420767016604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2831240420767016604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/sudden-hype.html' title='sudden hype.'/><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-23904148.post-7769127028927701936</id><published>2008-03-01T14:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T16:46:32.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont knock it till you hear it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;donkey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, please try to listen to the song. lol i mean, i know you hate hip hop.. but technically, theres not much hip hop in it. plus, my twin brother is singing it. LOL what? we have the same birthday, same year. so yeah. X) and currently, im addicted to this song since yesterday already. and since the first time i heard it in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;naz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'s car. so when i saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;wawa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; listening to this song(saw it at his msn nick), i asked him for it. even now, im listening to it. and on repeat. lol so yeah, thats why its here now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/wiggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so i did this yesterday when i got a bit bored and looked around at my folder of pics i've edited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19022008318PAINTED-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/19022008318PAINTED-1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i kinda planned on posting it up at the brustu pondok sketch thread since everyone posted up their work, i wanted mine to be posted up as well. initially, it was supposed to be a vector. cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dandan&lt;/span&gt; posted up a vector he did of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;white&lt;/span&gt;, so i went straight to the camwhore thread and stole a pic of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Xwl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. LOL :p it was just there when i went to it, so wth right? but then, it turned out bida and i got lazy.. thats why its practically unfinished. and also why i didnt post it up. so then, yesterday.. i decided to change it into a painted pic instead. so yeah, thats why half of his face looks different than the other. lol its to show what the before(your right) and the after(your left) looks. but really, i just like painting his right(your left) face only. siok. lol thats why i didnt paint the rest of him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the first time i did it, didnt look as nice. i asked my 2nd bro how it looked, and yeah.. he was basically brutally honest on how bida it was. obviously, i got defensive pasal at least i can do it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt; so instead, i went and searched for other vectored pics that i did and painted them. and got back to this, and it got better the 2nd and 3rd time. im glad. :) i mean, even though the truth hurts, at least it makes me strive to do it better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;thursday was mom's birthday so we celebrated at wecan. i dont judge based on what happened, unless i went through the exact same thing. so yeah. the waitress was kinda pissed at us(though, she didnt say anything; she definitely looked it) when we took our '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;time&lt;/span&gt;' ordering. it wasnt our fault that we were only given one menu for a table of 7. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7769127028927701936?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7769127028927701936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7769127028927701936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7769127028927701936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7769127028927701936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/03/dont-knock-it-till-you-hear-it.html' title='dont knock it till you hear it.'/><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-23904148.post-1113278541034395299</id><published>2008-02-28T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T14:23:20.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>public enemy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so yesterday i said i'd post pictures of us at the beach.. but nahhh~ the pics arent that nice. sasak ku plang meliat. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;yesterday was fun. lol we didnt have any class but we came to, supposedly do our assignments. but when we started going out for lunch only, we ended up going places instead. lol from yayasan to bunut, to kilanas, to jerudong then back to gadong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;we even went past my house cause i wanted to show them where i live. lol i asked naz to not slow down when we did. i then suddenly came to realize that most of my cousins are living pretty close to us. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so yeah, during our little trip, in the car; we started talking about places that were supposedly haunted and whatnot cause we were passing them by. after all that, we finally ate lunch at ideal. the others wanted to eat at kfc and so we went to the mall kajap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so then, the guys started talking again. and theres this place the guys kept mentioning for a while now, and today i finally get to ask what this place actually is. theres even a name for it. lol but yeah, basically.. by the way they told me, its sounds like such a wonderful place. a retreat. a home &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; from home. and most importantly, it has a rooftop! i wanna go there some time. im a sucker for rooftops really. i mean, just the view; the wind, everything about it, is awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;nyeh. so tadi, the guys(not my guys. lol) at school started playing cs and i joined. oh and speaking of which.. i saw shirusuri yesterday. with his *ehem*. so yeah, when i saw him.. i just mc-ed and he answered! -- well, it kinda was intentionally long for a call. lol but i hung up. so the second time, i was ready. so yeah, it was basically random, as it always ever was. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;before that, i went and played tekken. almost lost.. twice! and both were when it was the final round and in both, the character's hp was low. but i managed to win. though, barely.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;im again, at school. havent had lunch. im gonna go lunch now. lol later then. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1113278541034395299?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1113278541034395299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1113278541034395299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1113278541034395299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1113278541034395299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/public-enemy.html' title='public enemy.'/><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-23904148.post-8816664036361895635</id><published>2008-02-27T09:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T09:43:52.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dont judge me based on your ignorance.</title><content type='html'>i really should have a time-stamp on my post, dont you agree? i've been wanting one since ages. but i keep forgetting to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so. ever since i was off &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; indefinitely(at least until giant is open), from work; i havent had lunch at home. :s been staying back to do my assignments cause apparently, the pc(mine - totally ancient, cant even handle director) and the laptops(2nd bro's cant handle much flash. sis's is basically fine with the softwares, but somehow i managed to lose her work on it and i only knew when she came and got mad at me, so im practically banned from using it now) are hard to make full use of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i totally forgot to mention that when 2nd bro's friends came over, i was watching the national day performances on youtube, posted by bentara. and during, 2 of them started doing the steps, in time with the video and really, it was funny to watch. lol i should've taken a video or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the beach. will update later on that cause im at school and the pics are at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i got back home, i was about to take a nap when i saw this outside at the balcony:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture235.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture235.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture236.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture236.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture237.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture237.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture238.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture238.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture239.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture239.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture240.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture240.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture241.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture241.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this in the other room:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture242.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture242.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess its pretty reasonable since shes due in about another month plus time. cant wait. :) im still hoping for a niece no matter what. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a little close-up on the baby outfits. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture128.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture128.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture129.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture129.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture130.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture130.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture126.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture126.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture131.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture131.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture127.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture127.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture132.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture132.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture135.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture135.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone bought it for the brother-in-law. lol you cant find it here so yeah.. its pretty unique. i wanted to wear the manchester one. LOL i dont care if it doesnt fit on me.. lawa wahhhh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jealous? X)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-8816664036361895635?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/8816664036361895635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=8816664036361895635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8816664036361895635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8816664036361895635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-judge-me-based-on-your-ignorance.html' title='dont judge me based on your ignorance.'/><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-23904148.post-2976161364027940816</id><published>2008-02-25T20:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T21:15:17.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its my life, i decide.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so. there was a previous post i did that was totally spontaneous and in the moment, but i deleted it. too personal mann~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;either way, somehow; i kept reminding myself of how me and the guys played tekken. lol and it completely cheered me up. :) there was this one battle i had with a dude, and he didnt give me a chance to pick which character i wanted to use. :( but yeah, i got to beat his ass! LOL even the guys were impressed. well, mainly cause i've only ever used one character in tekken.. until i realized that i should be an all-rounded person instead. at that exact moment. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and theres this unbeatable guy who bought 4 tokens while us(consisting of me and the guys), wasted about.. $6? kali? im not sure. cause it was like a tag-team or something. lol after he beat one of us, another would play against him. payah ah. he kept using the same character. by the time we gave up.. he had 12 wins. crazy man! and all from 1 token saja. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh and we had our exam tadi. it was alright. do-able. i studied.. dont say that i didnt, when i did ok? :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i want my own lappy NAO. i need it badly for my assignment. :( and dad is buying time until when the time comes that i dont need one anymore. ceh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-2976161364027940816?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/2976161364027940816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=2976161364027940816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2976161364027940816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2976161364027940816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/its-my-life-i-decide_25.html' title='its my life, i decide.'/><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-23904148.post-3496116735870920820</id><published>2008-02-25T13:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T13:18:16.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nyeh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;im at west street atm. lol using &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;naz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'s lappy to blog. :p anyway, theres this business student guy that has a shirt tighter than my pants! i mean, its his damn school shirt man~ so ghey. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;anyway.. i took out my frustration(sorta) on not working, on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. lol since im an SA, i made her stop by at these shops which had nice shirts and made her buy them. and i have to say, i kinda succeeded in a way. :p so anyways, the main reason is just cause, im not gonna work again this week as well. apparently, they said i wont work unless the new full timer is still working there, and until the new giant is open. of which, she will get transferred there. how long will that be? :s withdrawal banar tah ku udah tu sampai c-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; ku suruh bali itu ini. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;im not complaining though. more free time for me. :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;amni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; even asked me to blanja them and i said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;hapeh, gaji ku lagi alum ada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" lol honestly, my pay balum ada ahhh~ im supposed to get it tomorrow kali.. but since aku nda kaja, i wont get it until the next time i work. well, i could ask.. but im too lazy to. biar tia eh. as long as they pay, then i wont complain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-3496116735870920820?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/3496116735870920820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=3496116735870920820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3496116735870920820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3496116735870920820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/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-23904148.post-3796237466506454601</id><published>2008-02-24T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-25T12:58:32.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so yesterday around 2am in the morning, when i was about to sleep; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; texted me and said she and the guys are planning to go out plus, they'd be picking me up. i laughed at the possibility of them actually coming here when im barely even awake yet. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so yeah. it wasnt completely confirmed yet, so i kinda set the alarm to 6am? but i ended up waking to the persistant alarm that keeps ringing even after i turned it off! :s so yeah, after that went back to sleep. i actually planned on waking up early to watch the performances.. but i missed it. :( as was every other year before this. i wanted this year to be different.. but i guess its just inevitable for me. so yeah, by 11+am, i was already completely awake and took my bathrobe and towel and sat in front of the pc, FIRST. lol mom asked me why i woke up 'early' and i told her jokingly that i'd be going out. and she replied,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;ke mana?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" - "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;rumah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;". and she laughed. :s them sur asked me to just get ready around noon.. nda jua sampai2. no text, no nothing. i wasnt ready yet btw. even if i did, i'd wear my house cloths cause im kinda lazy to go out. but if jadi, i would've brought them to melabau complex. but it seems nda. so nyeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i dont know how it happened, but i got to texting with him. cause honestly, we have been very disconnected lately.. each being busy with their own things. him with his studies, tuition, band commitments; and me with my part time work, studies, assignments.. we barely had time for each other. at the time, he was at the mall. it was his brother's birthday yesterday and yeah, during national day. my credit went dry after my last text to him. was a teeny bit pissed? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;later on during the night, 2nd bro came home with his friends to play GH3 on PS3. not ours, so yeah. im kinda close to his friends. :p so we played against each other, controller vs guitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;out of the blue, he then texted me up asking where my house was. so then, i just told him using my 2nd bro's phone. and really, my way of navigating where i live is really something to be worried about. lol so i just told him how i told &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;c-aji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, when they first came to my house. that time was easier cause we were on the phone. so i asked who he was with and he told me, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;efra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;barry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;c-aji&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; nda ikut which worried me a bit cause he was the one i told, on how to get to my house. and i forgot who drove at the time, when they first came.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so yeah, when i didnt reply(cause 2nd bro went to the nearest shop to buy credit for me); he sent me $1.00. awwww~ so yeah, i tried to get my mind off the '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;what ifs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;' and watched something on youtube. then suddenly 2nd bro said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;sapa lagi tu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" as another car came and i jumped and said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;aku tu, aku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" lol and yeah, it was them. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;aku senyum gila. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;we just sat outside and talked basically. and he told me about his day, how the battle of the bands went; and showed me his hands. they were bruised from him playing. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=23022008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/23022008.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;its blurred because he keeps moving and my hands werent steady. :s but i kinda like it though. :p he keeps saying,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;aii, meriah jua..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" when we looked at my 2nd bro's friends playing guitar hero from the outside. lol oh! and i was in my PJs btw. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i know i could've brought him inside.. but its funner outside. plus it was raining. was kinda fun watching the rain. lol so then, when he said he had to go; i followed him back to the car and said hey to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;efra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i was honestly amazed at how my navigating skills hasnt gotten anyone lost.. yet. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-3796237466506454601?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/3796237466506454601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=3796237466506454601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3796237466506454601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3796237466506454601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/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-23904148.post-881276690141141828</id><published>2008-02-22T13:21:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T00:02:01.208+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im losing grip, whats happening?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i woke up at 7am this morning. mom woke me up. when i realized where i was, i asked her did i sleep here? in malay. LOL i think she'd wanted to ask the same thing as well. but i guess i beat her to it? :x anywayyyyy, apparently i slept outside on the sofa with the tv on. all i could do, to what i had just done was -- laugh! ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;no its just, earlier on before i slept, 2nd bro turned off the tv. then i turned it back on for i-dont-know-why.. but yeah, i ended up falling asleep instead. usually, and i do mean, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;usually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;; i'd wake up in the middle of the morning like around 1am or 2am, so that i could go to my room. it became so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;'normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;' to me that i confidently slept without worry. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;today, my cousin got engaged. congrats. :) they said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;cincin lagi basar daripada jari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" LOL you should've seen the rings they gave her. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;the nephew looks a lot like his mom. and he has chubby cheeks! eeeeeeeee  i couldnt help but poke 'em to see if they'd pop. lol :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;speaking of the *twin, apparently; the both of us are going through the same problem atm. cant say the details, but yeah; its just odd how, even our problems are the same. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;khairul said i had a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;'magical'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; bag which had practically random things in it when i took out my camera yesterday. lol a couple days before that, i brought my video cam. X) so yeah. i cant help it if i'd want to take pics or videos of the magical moments i had with the friends. they're brilliantly awesome in so many ways. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;speaking of which! our school has become very divided. berpuak-puak udah. we only hang out with our own puak and it wasnt like that to begin with actually. and at first there were only 5 of us. until another puak came and we became a united 9.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-881276690141141828?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/881276690141141828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=881276690141141828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/881276690141141828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/881276690141141828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-losing-grip-whats-happening.html' title='im losing grip, whats happening?'/><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-23904148.post-7938487368525369011</id><published>2008-02-21T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T00:35:42.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my mind is gone, im spinning around.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;yesterday was very productive. was craving nasi katok so we went to thye's foodcourt during break. then during lunch, we went back and ate it again! the guys didnt believe that it was already my second round during lunch atu, and they said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;badan nya damit eh tapi..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" see? i do eat a lot ok? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;we went back to school when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;izzat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; wasnt around with us, since he had to pick up adi nya. so we did practically random things in the entertainment room and the mini gym. i mean, i even did this to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;naz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=20022008011.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/20022008011.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;..when them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; went and played carah kaki. lol aku mau ikutt~ but i got lazy. plus, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;naz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'s hair wouldnt tie itself up like that without my help. :p oh and funny thing about him.. if you mess with his hair, he'd actually feel like sleeping. even in the pic, you can see that. he kept saying,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;ngantuk eh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" everytime i tied a clump of his hair. weird. lol lawa kan? X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;today was kinda interesting. we went to farmbasket at kiulap during our break and during lunch, we went to the mall and i kept trying to see who the new staff is. lol thats when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;izzat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; tagured on how skinny i am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; well, he didnt actually say it. but it kinda feels like he is. the way he said it.. so yeah. lol im honestly working on it atm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;again, the only reason why they went to the mall this time is to play tekken. on the way, guess who i saw? them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;pais ikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;jaim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;AGAIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;! so yeah, we just talked about how we kept bumping into each other randomly, and how im the one whose &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;'rajin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;' to jalan around and how they're the ones stuck at home. lol not true. was there for lunch. sorta. and they were there for something and a movie. they wanted to bring me along, but i said i couldnt. they even offered to send me back home.. but didnt really feel like watching a movie so yeah. i saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;xeno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; as well just now. and seriously.. i almost could not recognise him. :s so then i told &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;jaim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; about my little tekken battle and he said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;bah, mau main sama aku?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" and i was like,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;"&gt;bah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so we went to the arcade where the guys were and when the person in front of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;khairul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; went and bought more tokens, i asked one from him(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;khairul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;) so that i can play with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.... and he kinda lost. LOL so then jaim asked him if he(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;jaim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;) could play against me(before that, he actually gave me a token and i totally forgot about it) and he kinda lost too. XP then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;pais ikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; went and bought more tokens for him and played against me next. then &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;jaim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; again, then back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;khairul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. and yeah, they all lost against me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=21022008003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/21022008003.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i think &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;khairul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; went mental sikit. ahahah and i think i managed to get 2 '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;perfect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.' thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;jaim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;~ X) -- what? he didnt believe me when i said i beat a guy twice in a row.. lol and he did a sorta time-out thing with his hand. ahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;but obviously, the winning streak didnt last when &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; stepped up to the plate. he got 12 wins the last time he played, and we were down to the last 2/3 and final round, and yeah; i lost. ceh. and it was just tinggal sikit the HP on both ends. lol and its only my second time ever! playing this. felt kinda awesome sikit. :p all i could do, when they went mental is laugh! ahahah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;5 wins from one token? awesome. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;went to thye's foodcourt to eat. saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;arib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; there. tagur-ed and stuff. and told him i met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;pais ikan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;jaim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;went back to school and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;izzat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; had this little dare and dragged me into it. pantang banar durang atu kana cabar. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh and something &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;naz&lt;/span&gt; said, made me laugh. he was looking at my phone keychains and was like,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;ko suka &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;donkey&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;WTF &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and i said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;ah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" and he pointed to my eeyore keychain and i was like,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" and told him its actually from winnie the pooh. LOL i just realized about that '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;donkey&lt;/span&gt;' thing. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7938487368525369011?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7938487368525369011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7938487368525369011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7938487368525369011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7938487368525369011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/my-mind-is-gone-im-spinning-around.html' title='my mind is gone, im spinning around.'/><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-23904148.post-1588504887946836917</id><published>2008-02-19T23:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T00:45:47.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s.o.s</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i remember &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; checking my phone, dont remember when; but yeah, he was checking the songs i had and i told him that there were only like 2-3 normal songs while the rest were local. lol and guess what he said? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;aneh jua ko ani.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" - your so weird. ahahaha thats not weird! i just support the local music scene. it only started when people i knew became active in band activities, thus the sudden interest. i was once like him, i admit. i mean, who hasnt right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so today, we went to L.A donut and cafe again. X) we only went cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;naz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hafiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and kai didnt get a chance to try.. plus, we get to eat those nyaman donuts again. :p its funny how donuts can actually take over the whole country. lol i mean, first there was fun donut(?) in yayasan, now L.A donut in gadong.. but i think the later, not a lot of people know about it just yet i think. and just when dunkin' donuts here is no more, this happens. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19022008002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/19022008002.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the plate is different today. and yeah, choco peanut again. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19022008001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/19022008001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;then went to the old ex-Justoys place(now foodcourt) where we ate our pre-lunch. lol i was craving nasi katok, rupanya sana ada! awesome. and nyaman btw. theres just something about nasi katok, that has a lingering taste that'll still be there even after a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;went to class and at 12 when class ended, we went down to the so-called mini gym and stayed there until 1+pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19022008982.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/19022008982.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19022008985.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/19022008985.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19022008986.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/19022008986.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19022008987.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/19022008987.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=190220081002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/190220081002.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00030.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00030.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSC00032.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/DSC00032.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;then the guys decided to go to the mall and we did like a chain of what &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=19022008013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/19022008013.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;no, they're not a couple. lol so yeah, it was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;kai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. in front of us, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;naz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;izzat&lt;/span&gt; didnt want to feel left out so they held each other's pinky instead. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;faisal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; again. :x ahahah anyway, yeah.. the guys only wanted to go to the mall to play tekken. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is apparently so damn good at it.. so &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;khairul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; wanted to test that. he found it true though. lol each of us, except &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; tried beating him and he won every time. its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;THAT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; annoying. so then, i actually bought tokens and ended up giving it to them to play. so then when i had one token left, i tried playing and sat next to i-dont-remember-who at the time, but yeah the guy i was playing with was just somebody random; and who happened to sit next to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. i wasnt that into it... at first. LOL i was playing for fun.. until the guy atu majal brabis to want to beat me. :s ok, fine. i kinda beat him. twice! - in a row. and every time i beat him atu, he put in another token tarus and had this saying across my screen, '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;a new challenger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;' or something before i even get a chance to play with the computer. i honestly wanted to just quit cause i was tired at pressing the damn buttons already. so the third time, he obviously beat me. atu pun, it feels so damn kalok cause both of us had 2/3 wins(those round things below the HP that lights up if you win each round, there were 3) and as i said, i was tired. the guys saw this whole thing happen, and i admit; the third time.. i got &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sorta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; competitive and a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; pissed. lol mun sudah majal, how else would you react? but its kinda the highlight of my day actually. X) i mean, i've never actually played tekken before. so yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and another picture i took last year when my cousin came over, and i saw this in his car.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=14122007005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/14122007005.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;woahhh~ 28th feb and 28th ramadan! LOL the first is actually my mom's birthday! and the later is my islamic birthday. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1588504887946836917?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1588504887946836917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1588504887946836917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1588504887946836917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1588504887946836917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/sos.html' title='s.o.s'/><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-23904148.post-5715885816985451818</id><published>2008-02-18T19:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-19T01:15:46.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ga~n</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;lol so during break today, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sur&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izzat&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khairul&lt;/span&gt; and i went to L.A donut and cafe. which wasnt that much of a distance from our school.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i know i should've just lowered it a bit in the second pic, but wth. anyways, the inside was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008018.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008017.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008002.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008004.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008005.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008005.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008007.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008007.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008008.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;my stomach was growling just by looking at them. :s oh and those pink cupcakes are real. lol we thought they were for display only, but it serves its purpose for both. we decided to just stay and eat there, so i had:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008009.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008013.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008013.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;choco peanut. which was just so damn nyaman. *craves*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008010.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008010.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;we bought 6 and the last two was divided amongst the 4 us. the price of the donuts are differently ranged but if you buy 6 donuts, you'll only have to pay $6. pretty good deal huh? if you buy a dozen, theres a 10% discount. niceee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;while i was busy taking all these pictures, someone tapped my shoulder, hard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; so then i turned around and looked, it was them &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pais ikan &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jaim&lt;/span&gt;. they were accusing me of skipping class and went there instead. LOL and i had to repeatedly tell them it was my break. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; so then i asked them why they were there and they said they just got back from moe for scholarship stuff and about to go home, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pais ikan&lt;/span&gt; specifically; to KB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;went to the mall foodcourt and smiled at the 2nd brother's friend. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;lunch, was lunch. nothing out of the ordinary except:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=18022008019.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18022008019.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;LOL. somehow, i find this funny. X) just for one tile?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh! and i finally re-met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;faisal&lt;/span&gt; after what.. 2-3 years? and his glasses are taped together. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;the afternoons are what today was about. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt; pandai shuffle! and aku minta ajar. X) brought the video cam along with me and, i guess this time it was sorta worth it. but i still dont know how to convert .MOD or .MOI format. the later format being the sound btw. nyeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;lately, i have been acting weird around the family.. i dont know why. this was what i typed not long ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ok, i honestly could not feel what today is about. after i got ditched, for the millionth time(exaggeration, but the point is; its a lot) i instantly stopped feeling. i just dont care anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;the sis went mental on me(oh, and did i mention shes pregnant and hormonal?). she even shouted some things of which was apparently meant for me, but i did not even realize it; until now(after she went off to her room). thats how feeling-less i was. its just pointless to feel. really. it just hurts you, and not the good kind of hurt either; at least to me. i want to not feel, and i guess i got it. not the best of times for it.. but at least its here now. better late than never right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i actually dont know what i meant by &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feeling-less&lt;/span&gt;. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ok, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;arib&lt;/span&gt;(my cousin) just asked me,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nda ko kraja?&lt;/span&gt;" tadi and i unexpectedly said, after i told him about the new staff thing; that,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nda, boring ah.&lt;/span&gt;" LOL but i should really enjoy this. i mean, i really need the free time i have now. really. plus, the long off days would actually make me look forward to work when i start again, whenever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-5715885816985451818?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/5715885816985451818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=5715885816985451818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5715885816985451818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5715885816985451818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/gan.html' title='ga~n'/><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-23904148.post-2300146466164829884</id><published>2008-02-17T15:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T16:55:15.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mental suicide.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i had a little mishap with the parents. especially the dad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; anywayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i went to excapade for lunch courtesy of:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17022008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/17022008.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;LOL yeah. you should've seen them walk around with those devil head bands. i mean, its so damn casual the way they do it and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;lantis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; suggested i get one in green, so it'll be a set since theres only blue, red and green. oh, and they got it at the place i work at. X) we even went there again to buy some more for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;rai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;'s sis. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;after sushi we went to the arcade to burn off some of the weight. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;rai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;lantis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; plang ganya. the rest of us just simply did not want to go against &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;rai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. lol even though he said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;its just for fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" but still. X) they played with the head bands on btw. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;theres a new staff at the place i work and it seems i wont have any work days next week which is just fine by me. i need to finish my Multimedia assignment badly. :( they said they're gonna train the new staff or something. i didnt need training when i first worked there. i think. or what the stuff they told me, on what to do and what not to do; was basically it? either way, they said they'd text me if they needed me to work.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;when them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;rai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;lantis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; went and buy tickets for jumper, i told them i had to go. would've stayed for other plans i initially had, but got cancelled at the very last minute. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;great&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. but yeah, i had to go anyways, malas tah ku waste my time waiting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and when i was about to go home, they gave out this in front of centrepoint and the parking spaces in front of excapade and mall. they just stuck it on the cars parked there, and its free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17022008003.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/17022008003.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=17022008002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/17022008002.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i forgot to take pics of the one in front of centrepoint. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;thanks again &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;rai &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;lantis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/wavey.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh and when i was about to open the door to get out of excapade, i tried to push and pull the door. i went wth? in my head until &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;adib&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;(was it?) showed me that it was actually a sliding door. and i was like,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh crap&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" and laughed! ahahahah *slaps head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-2300146466164829884?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/2300146466164829884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=2300146466164829884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2300146466164829884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2300146466164829884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/mental-suicide.html' title='mental suicide.'/><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-23904148.post-4531190459045151536</id><published>2008-02-14T10:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T01:26:13.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>those days.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so the friends have gone to the mall to book more tickets and apparently, they left me out(once, again) and didnt even feel bad about telling me that they did. how '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;awesome'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; right? make me feel insignificantly unimportant why dont you? what i mean is that they told me they somehow forgot to buy my ticket. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but its all good. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kai&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izzat&lt;/span&gt; cheered me up. lol they're awesome. i cant stay mad them at forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;im contemplating if i should go or not later. i feel kinda lazy to, but im totally going against it. this thing usually just means that i'd either meet someone and get in trouble for it later, or.. well, thats just it really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so yesterday, i worked again and it was pretty much a slow day just like the day before. i get to meet &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joe&lt;/span&gt; though. lol the only HSBC guy i know. he said he escaped from something, i just couldnt catch what he said. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and supposedly, theres another HSBC guy who knows me, and its kinda annoying. he simply doesnt want me to know who he is; and told &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kai&lt;/span&gt; to do exactly that. i mean, if he knows me, then i should know him too~ but i dont know anyone else who works there, honestly. hes probably never told me before, iatah i couldnt recall. buyukkkkkkkkkkkkkkk why is this happening, you ask? cause &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kai&lt;/span&gt; said this other HSBC guy knows me and knows where i go to school atm. that got me hella curious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and since then, people kept telling me how i know too many people. LOL ridiculous i tell you! its not me, its the people i know, who knows many people. and that in itself, is just how i know, the people i know. we're just interconnected thats all. but lately kan, a lot of my friends(both the old and the new) have been dropping by and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jiyah&lt;/span&gt; ended up saying,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ko ani ah, banyak kawan laki-laki. samseng-samseng lagitu&lt;/span&gt;" and all i could do was laugh! ahahaha cause honestly, thats not really what i see. they're normal to me. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ok, back to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;joe&lt;/span&gt;. lol so i saw him outside the shop right, and his back was to it. didnt even hesitate(well, maybe a little bit), to pull him to the shop. and he was like,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sapa ni?&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sapa kan ni?&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;woii&lt;/span&gt;" "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;whose this&lt;/span&gt;" but i can tell he was sorta smiling when he said that. lol please note that my back was to him, and he couldnt see me until we were in the shop and until i turned around. LOL! and he was actually relieved! ntah, i dont know whyy... ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;thennnn i saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;matt&lt;/span&gt;'s sisters and mom. they were looking at necklaces and i could've sworn they would've been much much taller than i expected. honestly. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;cause lately, i kinda feel like i've gotten taller a bit. just a bit though. i dont know how.. but yeah, maybe its just me being prasan. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so after that, went to the hospital to visit the cousin's grandmom. a sudden thing and c-&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khai&lt;/span&gt; taie. lol i mean, when i wanted to go the the ICU section which was on the right, she came from the left and blocked me. pretended to find something on the floor right in front of me. i honestly could not recognise her at first until i saw her face! she was still the usual &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khai&lt;/span&gt; i know, havent changed one bit. LOL well, maybe the way she dresses now is different, but shes still &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;khai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;its been more than a year since i last went to ICU for a visit. the last time, was not exactly something i'd want to go through again. didnt even went in cause like i said, hospitals are depressing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and i was meeting someone at weststreet after the movie(jumper. was just ok for some reason for me and the trailers they were showing were awesome btw, will be looking forward to each and every one of it.) and was left behind by the friends again, but this time; i was ok with it. i had to run back to school cause it was almost 3pm and it actually felt good. it felt good to run again. i used to be a hardcore runner, but never the best at it. an old best friend and i was so into running that, we'd end up racing each other during break almost everyday. and she won, every. fucking. time. so then, i asked her what her secret was and yeah, i was faster than her at one point. lol :p i miss those times. i was actually hungry and havent eaten lunch yet(my stomach was growling too, during the movie. lol we didnt buy anything to eat for it.), but i wasnt the least bit tired after i came back to school. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;im really looking forward to watching batman now. after seeing the trailer, i think heath ledger might actually portray the joker character better than i expected it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sol&lt;/span&gt; came in and yeah she said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hait.. right?&lt;/span&gt;" @#)*&amp;amp;$)&amp;amp;*$^*^#*@&amp;amp;) and i said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;its h-y-t&lt;/span&gt;" lol its stuck! i think im stuck with that nick poreber(forever). hait. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and and! she gave me a peace sign from both hands to the sides of her face and i really felt like taking a picture of her at that very moment. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and also, i saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rai&lt;/span&gt; going up the escalator with headphones and all smiling while looking at his.. phone? lol im not sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;today:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wellllllllllll when i finished showering and got dressed, i saw this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15022008087.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/15022008087.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15022008089.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/15022008089.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i went to the 2nd bro and said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bali nya lagi! are you that rich?!&lt;/span&gt;" lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15022008091.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/15022008091.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;btw, its costs $899. ARE THEY THAT RICH?! lol and yeah, from hua ho. he actually bought a tv from them i think that costs around almost $2k with the whole set(dvd player, surround sound, etc). and now hes got another one, from a lucky draw! unbelievable. no wonder he was measuring the tv yesterday to find out how big is 26". but see, even then; he still remembers to buy my favourite drink and/or food without even me having to ask for it too! hes too awesome to be my brother. but i love that he is. :) people dont see it, but i do. i dont care what people say about him, hes still awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15022008085.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/15022008085.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15022008094.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/15022008094.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;6 tvs. XP it used to be 5. one was hidden so people though it was only 4 cause the one in the cupboard-like space, is not working anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=15022008096.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/15022008096.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;was watching MTV ASK: simple plan. and pictures courtesy of the 2nd bro's n95.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-4531190459045151536?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/4531190459045151536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=4531190459045151536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4531190459045151536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4531190459045151536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/those-days.html' title='those 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-23904148.post-2407613754134109357</id><published>2008-02-11T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T01:14:50.677+08:00</updated><title type='text'>minus me, minus you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;donkey&lt;/span&gt; texted me just moments ago asking me a question i just couldnt help but laugh at. lol would've replied if it werent for the fact that my credit is like $0.03 now. i actually planned on buying credit tadi. . . but somehow, it managed to slip my mind. i mean, we went to yayasan for lunch right, cause near our place where i usually buy credit from is closed for CNY it seems, so couldnt get my hands on credit. but during lunch, i was so absorbed in this little interesting thing i just found out, that it didnt even come up. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so yeah, a friend of mine; i sorta kinda '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;borrowed&lt;/span&gt;' his wallet. '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;borrowed&lt;/span&gt;' as in, i took it from his pants back pocket cause it was showing; and found a faded picture in it. didnt even think to ask if he photoshoped or not(even though hes really a photoshop freak. lol), cause the photo was stuck to the plastic. the photo im talking about is one of him with his gf. they both looked young still in the photo so i casually asked,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how long you've been with your gf anyways?&lt;/span&gt;" and he said in the same casual tone,"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost 8 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;WTF.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;of course i didnt believe it so i asked,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seriously?!&lt;/span&gt;" lol so try and tell me you wont be as absorbed as i was, if you yourself heard it with your own ears. 8 years! and according to him, its all arguments, all the time. :s makes me wonder even more actually. they've been together since he was in form 2 and she was in form 1. thats like. . . wow. 8 years! and hes just in his 20s. turning 21 to be exact. and his tip to the rest of us was, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;never give up&lt;/span&gt;" -- and that actually lasted 8 yearss!!! its still so surreal to me, no matter how you look at it. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;8 years! lol majal. thats like, 96 months = 384 weeks = 2688 days = 64512 hours = 3870720 minutes = 232243200 seconds. correct me if im wrong. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;came back and went to the entertainment room and the guys started talking about leg hairs. LOL &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;naz&lt;/span&gt; was being. . . odd. ever since we got back from yayasan. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;after, went to this computer store and found this &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt; who kinda looked a bit familiar. so i texted &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;donkey &lt;/span&gt;about it, totally ignoring the fact that my credit at the time was only $0.13 lol; and yeah, basically his text didnt answer my question at all! ahahaha but either way, i found out that i actually like a certain type of build, in a guy. its kinda hard to explain it, but yeah, i like his(the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;guy&lt;/span&gt;'s) build. kinda reminds me of... *shakes head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;yesterday was actually fun. lol &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;judin&lt;/span&gt; texted me, asking if i was at the mall and i said i was, for work. it was a full day for me. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hafiz&lt;/span&gt; has a cute niece! aku jealous. :( i want a niece too. the sis is expecting a baby boy it seems but for some reason, im expecting a girl. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so during my break, i hung out with him(&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;judin&lt;/span&gt;) until i saw a familiar face wearing pink and hung out with him instead. lol cause anyway, he was playing pool kan, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;judin&lt;/span&gt; i mean; so i didnt want to bother him. so i talked to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;izzat&lt;/span&gt; and was shown some magic trick from his friends. lol i showed them one they already knew, but in a different way. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;when i looked at the time, i had to run down cause my break was almost over. and boy, was i ngaleh. lol i made it just in time though. alhamdulillah. X) i told them to stop by before they went home. :p oh and i met &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kaka bebeh&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;judin&lt;/span&gt;'s sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;when it was almost dark out, i saw &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lantis&lt;/span&gt;! LOL i waved and funnily enough; she actually came closer regardless of how she didnt actually know who i was at first. didnt mind cause im kinda used to it actually. lol at least, at the mere mention of my nick; she was like,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ohhhh&lt;/span&gt;" unlike a certain brustuer *cough*&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;aiman&lt;/span&gt;*cough* who was like,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ah?&lt;/span&gt;"which resorted me to just saying,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a brustuer&lt;/span&gt;" LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;when i was animately talking to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lantis&lt;/span&gt; right(after i randomly showed her the devil head band, in which she actually thought was cool; lol and also after i told her,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;look, a tranny&lt;/span&gt;" with my back against the said person who was going to KFC, which at first she couldnt understand wth im talking about lol but yeah, i just told her its a dude and whatnots),  i saw a familiar face and behind him was &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xwl&lt;/span&gt;! and i was like,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ahhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;" at the time, the music got louder and i just had to shout. i wanted to take a pic with the both of them, but :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;xwl&lt;/span&gt; was very overprotective of his 8GB N95 when i was about to drop it jokingly. LOL :p he was showing me his wallpaper. cehhh~ it was just a picture.. if it was real, then yeah i'd be totally sakai. XP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and the first thing he asked me was,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mana si *toot*?&lt;/span&gt;" lol censor lah sikit. :p but in all seriousness though, dude. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-2407613754134109357?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/2407613754134109357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=2407613754134109357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2407613754134109357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2407613754134109357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/minus-you-minus-me.html' title='minus me, minus you'/><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-23904148.post-7982741371222072061</id><published>2008-02-02T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-09T16:47:44.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My intergrity was sold, priced and placed upon a shelf .</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;wohoo~ im off from work for the day laturrrr~~ &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt; but i guess its just the calm before the storm. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday(considering its already thursday today) was the last day of the exhibition(?) and they were giving out balloonnsss~ when i looked at them concept-ians holding them ballooonnnnns, they asked me if i wanted one. of course i wanted one! krol had the color that i want, and he gave me the bigger of the two he was holding. X) yayy~ and since there were 3 of us there, i asked my sup and the other SA if they wanted one too~ and yeah, i got it for them. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balloons are a good way to exaggerate things.. im just saying. X) and good for celebrations too!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;thats what i typed for.. thursday? yeah, thursday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;that very same day, i stayed back to do my assignment and all of us ate lunch at the mall foodcourt. izzat minta kesian. lol and i cant believe i fell for it! we were at jollibee and he. . . was holding some coins + some more from sur and hafiz, and was looking at the menu saying,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hmm.. apakan di bali ah?&lt;/span&gt; *shakes coins* " *cue minta kesian* LOL so yeah, i treated him. then i looked at naz and asked what he wanted and yeah, i paid for the two. tebalik mannn~ lol i didnt mind though.. i was just afraid i didnt have enough money along with me. :s i was down to $20 ok.. and baik jua cukup. klo nda.. ahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;when we were sitting down, i saw anas. wouldnt've seen GD if he wasnt sitting next to him. lol so i approached them. thennnn, ada durang c-zulhilmi tom(full name lagitu, lol ), hafiz, faiz and aziz. basically, we just asked them about their results and whatnots. c-faiz kurus udahhhhhhhh you can practically see the difference ah! he was sitting down, so i couldnt tell if he grew taller too or not. lol it felt kinda like a small gathering that. us ex-pdsers meeting randomly, as random could be. si zul taie. X) he hasnt changed. . . much. although, i was kinda surprised that he still remembers my old e-mail when i asked him to add me up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;went to bmobile to get sur's phone settings. then went back to school. the guys played dota in the entertainment room and it was funny. lol the environment was totally different than when we played cs. they played 4 vs 1, the 1 being kai and he was pwning! all the way! and it was funny how their reactions went from, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jangan wah kai, jangan wahhhh &lt;/span&gt;" *character dies* "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aii.. nda apa ko ah &lt;/span&gt;" lol and some even resorted to screaming. ahahaha so funny mannn~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;then at 3pm, was kinda looking forward to coming home and taking a nap until dad went and took a detour someplace and went to yayasan instead. so basically i was kinda cranky at the time.. until:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=31012008017.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/31012008017.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=31012008018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/31012008018.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lol. yeah. they kinda cheered me up in a way. i had the same reaction towards them when i saw them for the first time last year. . .? it was the same, " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;is that who i think it is?&lt;/span&gt; *follows* " lol its just that, i keep seeing their backs wah.. when im finished doing whatever im doing at the time. bam was like, " &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;stalker! &lt;/span&gt;" lol X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;then i distinctly remember reading sam's msn nick and went to check out his booth. and yeah, i saw him. :) and i casually said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; whats up?&lt;/span&gt;" and kicked his shoe. lol actually.. i did the later first before the former. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;work was fine. i didnt tell the cousins i was already working cause i somehow, forgot or; i just didnt feel like telling them just yet? im not so sure. maybe i was too tired to even bother? lol either way.. all of a sudden, in the middle of my working hours, they came in and i was like, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EH!&lt;/span&gt;" and they were surprised too. lol and so i was like,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ahhh~ kedepatan kamu nda bawa aku jalan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia; font-style: italic;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; " ahahah banarr~ they didnt tell me. but heh. didnt mind it much. it was kinda fair that i didnt tell them about my work, and they didnt tell me about their little jalan-ing trip. lol so yeah, then i sawwwwwwwwwww adhilles again! lol i mean, i'd recognised that guy from the back, anywhereeee~ and also the fact that hes so damn tall, kinda helps. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;during my almost break, judin was waiting in front of the place where i work, with the gf. he was surprised too. lol he was waiting for the gf to balik iatah. talked to him for a bit and got myself a break from work! yayy~ lol the gf went home already at the time.. so i asked him to accompany me for the rest of my break. he had to go just minutes before my break ended so i accompanied him back down to see his brother. X) i was munching on some chocolate covered marshmallows i was somehow craving since the week started. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and did i mention that they already gave me my tag? its just something to show that i work there. so yeah. and they had this little number under my name, for i dont know what. . but it totally made the rest of the day seemed wonderful. lol why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=01022008025.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/01022008025.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=01022008026.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/01022008026.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;isnt it wonderful? LOL see? i knew there was something more to this than i thought. i just dont know it yet. i hope i know sooonnnnnn~ cause seeing all this 28 and 287 makes me kinda anxious. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh, oh! and! i liked the guy who came early in the morning, accompanying an omputeh lady who asked me how old i am. lol  i liked him cause hes baik. but i dont remember how he looks like anymore. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sunday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i had plans on jalan-ing with the cousin as soon as i got off from work at 2. but they extended my time until 6 instead and i had to accompany her in a way by asking her to be a customer. lol and there was this gathering there and the seeds was performing. as well as this blind old man playing the keyboard. it was awesome btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;during my break, when i was about to punch out, guess who i sawwwwwwwwwwwwwww~ adhilles! lol again! with the gf this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;at 6, the cousins was about to go home until they planned on staying instead, to go jalan with the *twin's family. we were talking and talking, and then! datang tia durang. lol so yeah, we ended up sorta hanging out and ate at the foodcourt. went to the arcade and guess who i saw? judin! lol dayat siok sendiri and accidentally kicked the *twin's leg. he looked kinda odd without his cap on. macam bukan ia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and i saw some people from school. namely wawa, amoy, nurul and ben.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and also, before i went off from work at 6, there was a couple i liked. lol sporting brabis. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;today, i dunno. work drama i guess. malas to elaborate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7982741371222072061?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7982741371222072061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7982741371222072061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7982741371222072061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7982741371222072061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/02/market-youth-uniform-make-us-all-fit-in.html' title='My intergrity was sold, priced and placed upon a shelf .'/><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-23904148.post-2834892092410826845</id><published>2008-01-29T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T00:12:21.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOLOLOLOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;im sorry i've been busy. whats been keeping me busy? school and work. yes, work! i applied for a part time job sometime around the 15th when i saw that they need both full timer/part timer at this store.. so yeah, it was a totally random thing and i really didnt expect that i'd actually get the job cause my first experience with this, lead me to giving up completely on jobs. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so yeah. i got called for an interview last friday. its as informal as i thought it would be, so i just dressed casually. they said they'd call me again nanti, to check on the manager if they'd want me or not cause im taking part time. on my application form, somebody wrote something along the lines,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pls ask her if she can do full time&lt;/span&gt;" lol as if i ever could. i have school mann~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so yeah, the next day was a saturday. and i was still asleep when mom came in and told me that they called and wanted me to come back at 2 for i dont know what. so i did. waited.. then was brought to one of the many (i just found out) other smaller stores that was owned by the same person, other than the place i applied at. turns out.. i start work that day already! lol -- i mean, they taught me how to do the punch card thingie, and so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so then a few minutes into my work time, i got my first sale! ahahah skajap. even i was kinda surprised really. i wasnt briefed properly on the prices of the stuff there and i kept asking how much is this and that, lol oh and the occasional, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;uh.. nda tau ah&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;went home late that day. until closing time which was 10.30pm. my feet hurts. didnt think it'd be this hard. my supervisor and the other SAs made my first day easy. they asked if i was tired or hungry or if im gonna pass out. lol cause its happened before apparently. :s oh, and before closing time, i saw mecka. lol and! during my break, i ate dinner at mcD with mahdi, dayat and arif. dayat and arif, being mahdi's friends. havent seen him in agesssssss. almost a year now since the last time i saw him. lol actually, i didnt know where im gonna go for my break and who im gonna go with at first. cause my break was somehow irregular. he was just there, at the right place, at the right time; as usual. :) thank god for that. oh and syara was the first person i saw, on my actual first working day. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the next day, sunday; i worked full time. 12 hours and it was pure torture i tell you! i kept wanting to sit down cause i was on my feet most of the time. met a lot of long lost people i havent seen in practically ages. lol like them izzul, zul and azroy! azroy's goatee makes.. me.. so.. tempted to pull! ahahaha and saw mecka again during my break. i was alone again.. but i saw my cousin and asked him to accompany me. lol he asked the expected question and i answered. even he was surprised at how i got the job without any lectures and whatnots from the parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;then start monday, i work in the afternoons only cause i had school in the mornings. oh, and that morning, hafiz congratulated me on getting the job. i guess kai told him, cause i told kai and only kai, from school. lol and aku beulah that morning. there was a wobbly wheeled chair and i sat on it. when i wanted to watch what wawa was watching, i dragged the chair towards him and fell down. lutfi and wawa laughed obviously, while everyone else looked at where the noise came from. &gt;_&gt; now i have a pretty bruised leg thats green-ish purple and red in the middle. lol and it hurts when i try to walk around days after. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so in the afternoon, beulah ku lagi! i went on this ladder thing and tried jumping down from the last step and tekana my leg tah plang the steps. on the same left leg!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; makin tia sakit. :( udah tah skulah atu betangga inda alang2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i first saw anas with his business school friends that afternoon. after, saw lutfi and c-boy. then kai and wawa the next. they actually waited for me to look at them and when i did (was sorta busy) ketawa tah plang! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/rolleyes.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and sur when i was about to get off from work. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and there was another 2 brustuer i met. i'll post about that another time. :p taie eh. banyak tia orang ke mall ani. i mean, honestly, i spent more time on talking to the people i see then actually working! lol though, i have to admit, the pay kinda suck.. but i dunno, i kinda like it. the job i mean. there was also an actual dress code, something they werent really against according to them, but it really feels like they are. and i had to ask the manager if i could, and he said the same thing. his reason was cause so that i'd fit in more with the others cause the kind of people that they are, they only stick to one of their own. a clique. he was worried about that.. and today i saw what he meant. ceh. didnt think it was such a big deal to begin with. i mean, i stuck out like such a huge prick! they didnt even introduce me to the owner cause they were afraid he'd ask the same question about me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only disadvantage of working there is that when your the new girl, everyone will know your name and you wont know theirs unless you ask or learn the names yourself. lol cause if i ask, it'd be kinda awkward... also another thing, these girls - secretly, they can sing! some of them only plang and there was this one girl who sounded exactly like agnes monica! jealous ku! lol when her song came on, she started singing and it was totally sama brabis.&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/eek3.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and there was this bibd guy who wanted to buy this chain thing but nda jadi pasal we only had one. so instead, he asked me to take this sarung tangan thats like a separate sleeve but designed like a tattoo. i showed him one and he was like, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bah&lt;/span&gt;" -- as in he'll take it. i asked if he'd want another cause it'd be odd if he only buys one. lol its a pair bah.. but sold separately. andang nya catu and he said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;buyuk eh kamu ani&lt;/span&gt;" and all i could do was laugh. ahahaha but i like him. hes funny. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so today, i made some new friends called, najib, azri, krol, shaf and izzati. lol and rachel! though, we only got introduced saja. didnt really talk much. they tried to make me buy stuff from their stall. lol and seriously, after tomorrow.. im probably gonna miss the exhibition cause im so used to it being crowded.. now it'll just be so bare, empty.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;also saw nadie and izzul today. :) i saw izzul first before nadie. nadie before i went home waiting for the parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-2834892092410826845?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/2834892092410826845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=2834892092410826845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2834892092410826845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2834892092410826845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/01/lolololol.html' title='LOLOLOLOL'/><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-23904148.post-3928422402921033326</id><published>2008-01-24T00:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T01:40:12.351+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just living in the moment.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;today's lunch was interesting. lol the guys and sur decided to eat at her place, just for the fun of it. actually, izzat suggested jokingly to eating lunch at sur's yesterday, and so i said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bah! esok!&lt;/span&gt;" but he replied, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh! aku mau hari ani wah!&lt;/span&gt;" and i said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hari ani nda ku dapat. esok saja wahh&lt;/span&gt;" i was serious about it and sur was actually fine with it. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so then this morning, she asked me if im gonna come.. and i asked if the others would, and they did. so i said yes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it was like a convoy lagitu.. two cars, 9 people. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i feel kinda at home at her place now. lol her mom asked me if i was the only girl when sur asked us to stay outside while she checks on the availability of chairs around the table. the guys.. were being polite and it was weird. ahahaha bagi salam lagituu~ pandai durang atu kan bagi good first impression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;we had a whole table to ourselves. i picked a seat first and hafiz sat to my right, and kai to my left. it really feels like we bonded tadi. with all the laughs and whatnots. it was fun. :) there was a point in time where sur's dad came in and said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bah, makan tah&lt;/span&gt;" (it kinda feels like thats all hes saying cause thats what he said to me the last time i was there. lol) and the guys kept quiet until he left. i mean, before he(the dad) came in, the guys were laughing.. then after, control ketawa sorang2. ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;when we came back, they had to take their test while i was at the back, doing my own stuff as per usual. before 3, i managed to play cs with the guys. truth be told, i've never experienced a cs environment before.. and man, i didnt know it was THAT riuh!  ahahaha  mental wah sorang2. orang yang nda main pun ikut mental. lol i forgot some stuff but it was all good. i got to kill 2-3 players per round which to me, was actually something cause i never actually get past the magic number 1. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and there was this one round where it was 2 against 1, where the later got killed but managed to win anyways in the end cause the 2 got carried away. ahahaha they thought they won by killing the 1, without realizing that he already planted the bomb at the site. talurrrrrr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/laugh.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh and while we were busy playing, the admin staff came into the class and stuck the mousepad pad on each table and one of them said i was acting like one of the guys cause i was playing cs. so i just told her girls can play too in the same tone she used, which really wasnt as bad as you'd think. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-3928422402921033326?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/3928422402921033326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=3928422402921033326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3928422402921033326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3928422402921033326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-living-in-moment.html' title='just living in the moment.'/><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-23904148.post-9162636936914254944</id><published>2008-01-22T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T03:19:06.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unsettled thoughts and emotions.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;LOL. he just chatted me up! the MIRC guy i mean. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so cheeky lagitu eh. the first thing he said to me was,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;how old are you now? *smug smiley* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" after he said his hellos of course. polite isnt he? lol somewhere along our chat he also said, " &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;i remember when i first chatted u up when you were 14&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" - he remembers! lol my exact age lagitu eh. even i dont remember that. i let him guess how old i am now.. and it was pretty kalok to me. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;unfortunately.. when we got to the good part, the sister's laptop i was currently using at the time suddenly went dead on me. :( when i was back online, he wasnt online anymore. ceh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so yeah, i asked the birthday boy and he said he knew the guy. how interesting. X) and the guy knows somebody else from my college! will check on the validity of that later. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hmm.. now looking back, i think i may or may not, have lied about my age. :s im not so sure. oh and he also said something about me getting taller from when we first chatted. pfft. as if he could tell. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/rolleyes.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-9162636936914254944?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/9162636936914254944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=9162636936914254944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/9162636936914254944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/9162636936914254944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/01/unsettled-thoughts-and-emotions.html' title='unsettled thoughts and emotions.'/><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-23904148.post-1848588760325179106</id><published>2008-01-21T02:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-21T23:34:19.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is what happens when your busy making your excuses.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOL. so okay. im gonna dedicate this post to a totally random guy, whom i met randomly back in the MIRC days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it was through the brunei channel where else? lol we chatted, brought the convo to msn, exchanged numbers and the works. but technically, we havent met. never. not even once. we did plan to, back in 05 when i was attending a birthday party and i asked him to come with. but somehow, he had a function or something on the day itself; and we never tried to meet up again after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;its funny how we never chat anymore, which i have already grown accustomed to cause we were slowly running out of things to talk about -- which i sometimes hate cause it leaves this awfully huge awkward gap in between. but it was just really inevitable i guess.. but, the other side of this is that, even though we changed emails a couple times, we still add each other up. lol i mean, i dont even remember how many times i've changed mine, but he was always there.. in my msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so then, a few years later, i found out about his soundclick profile. right now, i dont even remember how i found it to begin with. so i chatted him up and basically just ask him,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;i didnt know you could sing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(rap more like. lol)" -- at the time, he had used 2 emails and both status was online, so i just chatted one of them up and said that. but turns out, it was his gf. lol so she directed me to the other email and yeah, i had to repeat what i said to her, to him. it was kinda awkward.. but not really. i mean the gf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;he was surprised at how i found it, so was i actually. i have to say, it was pretty hidden... sorta. lol thats really all i can remember about it really. honest to goodness. the songs sound pretty professionally made lagitu. i wanted to ask what his system was and the software he was using, if he recorded it at home. but entah, i never got around to asking him. i started getting interested in recording stuff by then. yeah, thanks to him. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hes older than me by 2 years maybe. give or take im not really sure myself. i hope we get to meet up soon. :) will be looking forward to that.. even though i know we wont have practically a thing to talk about, but its still something. completely better than nothing. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ADDED:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the birthday boy knows the guy! *gasp* esok tah ku betanya. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-23904148.post-1646415410115759277</id><published>2008-01-15T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T01:38:44.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;AHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA. so yesterday, i hoped ben would forget about today.. but he didnt. lol in fact, he was the one who reminded me. i even told myself that if he came late, i wouldnt do it. i didnt plan to.. but i did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;people kept asking me to not wear tudong for at least one day.. so i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; did it, today. lol when i came to MM class, i wasnt wearing my tudong. my seat was wayyyyyyy in front lagi and the door was sorta in the middle of the class. so i saw ben and said sheet, he came early. i went past him to my seat, punched him and said,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i hate you&lt;/span&gt;" lol i practically walked in a fast pace to mine and even got a chance to look at him(ben) doing the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/naughty.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; to me and everyone else poking their heads out to see who i was. lol it was funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/laugh.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;chatted with ben and made a proper deal cause i was wearing my tudong anyways during class and he wanted me to take it off so i told him in one condition; he doesnt smoke for the day. lol -- pointless really, he didnt keep his bargain of the deal; so neither was i. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;them izzat said, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jangan tah pakai tudong wah.&lt;/span&gt;" lol the way they looked at me tadi was just in complete and utter shock.. which i really didnt expect. i thought it was common. like how hafiz and kai did. ahahaha they didnt realize until they looked twice and was like, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eh!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;in the end, i wore back my tudong cause it was just so foreign to me. i mean, even if i dont wear my tudong properly, at least; it wasnt completely off. and i do mean when im anywhere but home. thats why when you see my pics without one completely(i mean tudong), its always taken at home, no where else. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1646415410115759277?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23904148.post-6862920976398374127</id><published>2008-01-12T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T00:49:13.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>how my saturday was spent instead.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so. kai, hafiz, wawa and sur planned on coming to school today to do our assignment. supposedly. lol when i arrived there, i saw sur and kai sitting at the stairs. we talked and something came up. kai mentioned that a guy knows me. from HSBC. and when he said it wasnt jum, cause i asked if it was; he said it was someone else. apparently, i told this guy i went to the college i go to atm.. i just dont know who. the guy is a beribi-an... lol it still didnt ring a bell as to who the guy is! he specifically mentioned my name lagi tu eh. :s if its not jum.. then who?! who else works at hsbc anyways? the fact that kai doesnt know his real name doesnt help either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; so when i couldnt figure out who it was, sur and him said something along the lines of," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;terlampau banyak orang wah ia kenal iatah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" and "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;banyak scandal ni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" LOL &gt;_&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;im seriously curious now on who the guy is. at the moment, somehow my mind cant come up with anyone who lives in beribi. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;hafiz got a new phone btw. an htc tyTN II. taie wah anak atu. baru jua orang cakap pasal that phone last wednesday, bali nya tia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture004.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture004.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture009.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture024.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture024.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture022.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture022.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so we stayed in school.. but we stillllllllllllllllll didnt do our assignment. lol the assignment is easy banar nya.. just, when in the company of the people of which are lazy(me included), menjadi tia. so at around 10 we decided to go for a light breakie.. my idea cause i was hungry. by the time we were done, it was already 11+ am and so we decided to go straight for lunch @ chill. chill wasnt open yet when we came.. even though it said it opens at 10am. what the-? so yeah, we went around the mall skajap and went back to chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;around this time, wawa came. i happened to have brought my camera along so these are taken when waiting for our food. oh, and saw c-XwL walk past chill and crossed the road.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture040.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture040.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture033.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture033.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture035.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture035.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture036.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture036.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Picture038.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Picture038.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;we call it, 7-coke or coke-up. lol the coke is hafiz's and the 7-up's mine. we mixed the two cause i told hafiz to try and he did. so i asked for some of his coke too. it looks more like ice lemon tea though doesnt it? nyaman btw. sur and kai who had 7-up and coke respectively as well, didnt wanna try. ceh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh and i forgot to mention that i saw mueez yesterday at empire. the sis and her hubby brought me along to watch the gameplan so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh and saw pyee too at her workplace. she seemed kinda busy so i didnt want to bother her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-6862920976398374127?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/6862920976398374127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=6862920976398374127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6862920976398374127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6862920976398374127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/01/how-my-saturday-was-spent-instead.html' title='how my saturday was spent instead.'/><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-23904148.post-823267337905967056</id><published>2008-01-11T11:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T01:38:14.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fight, we couldn't try.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;im sorta addicted to the song i put up here. it was just a random song actually. totally and completely random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;yesterday i finally met adhilles in person! LOL another sakai thing i did for the week. X) -- and i realize just now that it wasnt actually my first. its my second. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; nyahahah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;really. i dont know how people keep finding this. lol this, i mean the blog. i only posted my link on brustu and multiply. and i know for sure the people i linked didnt know either of those two sites except prolly matrixadi. the rest found me. oh, and at purevolume too. lol i forgot. either way, i hope i dont bore you with the daily life shenanigans i post here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got plans tomorrow and i really think im not gonna go for it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-823267337905967056?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/823267337905967056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=823267337905967056' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/823267337905967056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/823267337905967056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/01/fight-we-couldnt-try.html' title='fight, we couldn&apos;t try.'/><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-23904148.post-6987439657849132229</id><published>2008-01-09T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T01:40:44.725+08:00</updated><title type='text'>//kerispatih - tapi bukan aku.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;MONDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i felt like such a guy! LOL i went to sur's place cause i stayed back and she wasnt gonna be there with me at school and since i dont want to be alone, i went home with her. had lunch at her place. why i felt like such a guy? cause i asked her what i should or shouldnt do when meeting the parents. lol i guess its such a dead give-away that i havent done such a thing before eh? lol i mean, eating lunch with another's family. i felt out of place really. and at the table, we only get to talk after her dad finished his lunch. :s the only words he said to me was, "makan tah" over and over. when i poured my drink lagi cali. ahahaha -- it spilled! *#($&amp;amp;#$(@#&amp;amp;$*#&amp;amp;&amp;amp;# not on purpose though cause the thing was filled to the rim ah. ceh. her mom was friendly though. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;seriouslyyyyyyy i felt like such a guy! ahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;tried to do my work, but didnt. i tried! i just didnt know what exactly to do. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;was supposedly gonna go home but we went to the mall instead. when we were looking for a parking spot, i saw jum! ahahah this dude is everywhere mann~ so i texted him saying i saw him. he replied asking me where i was and i told him we were still looking for a parking spot of which was conveniently, at skh. i went ahead of the parents cause i needed to go to the toilet and on my way, saw jum and his friends sitting at a table outside chill. he was holding cards when i tapped his shoulder. we said our hellos and he asked me to sit with them. i told him i needed to pee and went off. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;after that, the parents and i went around looking at the stalls, dad spefically; laptops. i seriously need one btw.. but i know i wont get one and would quite possibly end up with the sis's mega humongous compaq presario 2500 laptop anyway. the only bad thing about being the youngest is, you get stuck with second hand things. nyeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;moving on. jum texted me asking me where i was and said he was at the arcade. a few texts later, i decided to want to go up and the dad didnt really let me cause he doesnt like me going off alone. ceh. but yeah, i told jum to meet me at kokoberry saja and yeah. lol i ordered my usual and sat at the table nearby, with jum. mom saw me and i told her in a mimed way that im waiting for my drink. lol so i got an excuse to talk to him and for him to show me a trick cause the *twin said he was good. so yeah, sat down for a while and my drink was done already. :( i took it and sat back down with jum. -- theres actually something wrong with this picture. lol i'll tell you why. the people at kokoberry was ringing the bell non-stop when i was looking at jum's card trick. sampai jum pun called me to tell me they were actually calling me. so i turned around and they pointed at another, similar drink. and in an annoyed way, i showed them mine. not until one of them actually told me whats wrong, did i realize.. i havent paid! LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; malu ku ehhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i still stayed with jum even though mom called me, telling me to come to their table instead; but i didnt bother. lol our table was wayyyyyy visible to them and dad was being so cool about it and mom was obviously being the nosy woman that she naturally is. but yeah, it was fun actually. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;in the end, i just told jum i had to go. :( oh, and i actually have a video of the whole not paying thing. lol :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;was supposed to have our test today but it got postponed. for the third time! due to the talk they're supposedly gonna have at 9am but was later moved to 10am then to 10.30am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; stayed back again cause the guys invited sur and me for sushi at excapade. came back to school around 1 and i didnt get to do my work. again! but at least, this time.. i knew what to do. so im gonna do it tomorrow after our test. no more excuses. went to mall again. dad was being persistant and wanted to get the 2gig memory card. but ended up coming back to the car empty handed in the end jua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;*skip* lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;in the car on the way back home, i chatted with faiz from when i was at school until that time, i leaned my head on the back of the driver's seat and looked at the phone. apparently, i did not hear the band's name nor the song name. only when the song was played did i realize whose song it was! i was seriously ISKI!! ahahaha. texted pjul to tell him cause i thought he didnt know. lol but he did. and apparently the song was sent around 2pm that day to pelangi and they were impressed and decided to play it that very same day at 5pm even though they said they'd play it the next morning at 8am. i wanted to tell the *twin about it, but ended up telling someone else! and i only got to tell her after the song was finished. :( cause i did not properly see who it was. i was so high! LOL dad turned up the volume for me, even when i didnt ask for it. but yeah, awesommmmmmmmmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. congrats again guys! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/wavey.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;TODAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ben, along with some others had been very persistant and kept telling me i shouldnt wear tudong, over and over. lol i dont get it. why kan? if you know me, then you'll know i dont really keep my tudong on for long anyways.. i mean, i do keep it on, just not properly. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-6987439657849132229?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/6987439657849132229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=6987439657849132229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6987439657849132229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6987439657849132229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/01/kerispatih-tapi-bukan-aku.html' title='//kerispatih - tapi bukan aku.'/><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-23904148.post-3814050338492881227</id><published>2008-01-04T20:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T23:21:37.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>following the motion of a scripted destiny.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;The initial plan today was to go to the mall. the parents wanted to go there for the computer thing while me and the brother wanted to go to ICC for the tournament thing. lol ok, ok. i only wanted to go cause of free samples mannnnnn. you can get breakfast, lunch and dinner at that place. lol and there was a pes and gh3 tournament there too. -- thats kinda what i meant by the tournament thing. :p well actually, the previous one before it was actually bigger than this so scratch that breakfast, lunch and dinner thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=04012008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/04012008.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;when i got there, i guess the gh3 tournament was done and over with for the day. i think. and the pes was just starting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;when we got to the consumer food fair, my cousin who works there suddenly came up to me from behind and told us to stick the visitor sticker before coming in, in an authority kinda of way. lol lets skip to who i met there. okie dokie? X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i met:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=04012008002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/04012008002.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;yes. i was bloody iski lagitu eh. lol its just, i havent met that cousin ku yang sorang atu. i am quite a fan of his ever since i chanced upon his work that time. unfortunately though, he deleted all the songs he made on purevolume. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;thennnn, i met c-jum! lol hes a friend of the *twin's. an online friend that is. also met the other cousin wafiy! and not forgetting to mention.. izzat! my classmate from college! ahahaha. didnt really expect them to be there.. but they did.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=04012008008.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/04012008008.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=04012008009.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/04012008009.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;when we were at this stall, getting the keropok lekor.. i found it nyaman and asked dad to buy it again for me. lol i mentioned how nyaman the chili was and asked if they sell them, and they do! so when dad was busy with getting us some more keropok lekor, i saw izzat again. then my eyes went to wafiy and wondered if they knew each other cause they were walking towards the dj in a group. :s then later, i saw jum coming behind wafiy and i was like, WTF? the 3 of them actually know each other? i was shocked obviously! like.. huh? LOL apparently, each of them are part of a magician group called spades. they have a stall there actually. but jum was there for work since he works at HSBC, so yeah. i hung around with jum in front of the parents. at a distance though. heh. he took out a buruk pamphlet and sort-of went on about this 0% thing i didnt quite get. lol cause when he started talking about numbers, somehow my mind completely blocked it out. like, completely. :x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sinadam is the first brustuer i met this year. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also saw rano too cause hes the one organizing the pes and gh3 tournament.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-3814050338492881227?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23904148.post-4095396945993171594</id><published>2008-01-01T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-05T18:22:07.929+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st Jan 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOLOLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;my first day of the year was awesomeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ok. so i really didnt have any plans on the last day of the year. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. i was just planning on getting my post counts to reach 10k on brustu until a phone call came around... and dad had to fetch up the *twin's dad cause he got a flat tyre. this was their third car btw, that got a flat. the only car that wasnt, is the landcruiser. lol the rest of their cars got a flat at least once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but yeah. then at night, around 9 i think, when i was down by less than a 100 to 10k, they said they'd bring us out for dinner at our usual go-to place in masin. lol they have the most nyaman-est cacah ambuyat everrrrrrrr. unfortunately, we came too late and we only get to order not-ambuyat food. :( then after, we came back to our place and they hung around until 1+ am. around 12, there were fireworks all around the neighbourhood and we got to watch it for free. :) -- i mean, they paid for such pleasure, and we didnt so yeah. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;thennnnnnnnn, i dont know how it happened, but c-aji planned on coming to my place to send stuff over. oh, and around this time, the *twin and her 2 sibs slept over just for the night. it was again, a last minute thing.. but i wanted it to happen. c-aji and his friends were at JP celebrating new years there, so we both took it as a chance to meet up -- him more than me cause he wanted to see the *twin. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;mom kept checking up on us and pretended to be in the kitchen doing stuff when they came. ceh. i think it was around 3+ am kali. lol we havent slept cause c-pais(my cousin btw) wanted to watch the first 3 HP movies cause he hasnt watched them yet. that was why we were still up and we went ahead and decided that we'd rather sleep in the living room saja. so yeah, i was on the phone with c-aji cause i was kinda worried they wouldnt be able to find my place since its already dark and all. but yeah, it was just funny how it happened. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;he came with.. *ehem* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;1st Quarter!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;AGAIN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; -- i mean, we just met them a few days before.. and now, again! for the first day of the year! definitely the highlight of the day. lol and what more, they came to my place! so surreallllllllllllll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;man, i sound so fanatic. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;they had to go home right after c-aji sent the stuff over cause mom was watching. spoil. &gt;_&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me and the *twin stayed up till 6+am cause we seriously, could not sleep. part of the reason was thanks to the the call we had. :) adalerrrrrrrr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;later on that day, we had a birthday party to go to. at 12 noon. the lucky draw was what everyone was looking forward to, and i wanted numbers 13 and 28 for some reason. but i ended up with 24 instead. and it was just funny how the family picked numbers around mine, like 23 and 25, instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; the numbers that i wanted got picked though. ceh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but it was definitely fun. for the 1st jan 08. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i forgot to add this to the last post:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got to our place, mawi asked where i slept and i told him that i still sleep in the supposedly temporary room where the balcony was just perfect for ninja-ing. so yeah, they mentioned it as if i've never actually thought about doing it. lol they poked fun at it actually, and made it as a joke, and suggested ways on how to ninja. LOLOL meh, its still under consideration.. but doable. :p&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/23904148-4095396945993171594?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/4095396945993171594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=4095396945993171594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4095396945993171594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4095396945993171594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2008/01/1st-jan-2008.html' title='1st Jan 2008'/><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-23904148.post-1354957502384337923</id><published>2007-12-29T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T01:38:17.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh the irony. LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so. the plan was sort-of simple, but quite complicated too. 2nd bro had a call from his friend who was alone at home until his parents come back from haj, dunno when. but yeah, as soon as he was off the phone, mom came out. then, i did this thing like the day before(kinda hard to explain), but yeah.. i ended up on the verge of going to JP. for someone like me, thats really a feat. so yeah, turns out, im gonna end up being alone at home later on that night cause the parents are going to a function, the brothers have plans on going out and the sis and her hubby are gonna go to the in-law's to sleep there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the plan wasnt even a solid one so i tried my luck at it. it took a lot of &amp;amp;(#$&amp;amp;#((&amp;amp;#@#(@#*#*$ but yeah, i did manage to get myself out anyhow. X) it was practically a last minute thing, but yeah.. it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;at first, it was only 4 people. then it went down to 2, then went up to 8. imagine the 8 cramped up in a 6 seater car. yup, pretty cramped. lol and we just couldnt wait till we reach the place. we parked very near to the amphitheater actually. but we ended up going to JP instead. lol yeah, we chose to go to the unattended place, cause less people. im just so-so on crowds really. big, crowds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so then, we bought tickets; and played around JP. there was this ride i was on with si pais and yeah, i regretted volunteering to do so. lol he was basically being crazy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;on our long walks, there were these guys who kept ehem-ing and so we went ahead and replied them with rougher ehems. by that i mean, we were coughing like mad and/or pretend to have something stuck in our throats and gila, it was fun. lol it became a sort-of habit that we did to small groups of guys. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;c-aji called to check up on things, not me plang -- just the one person i was with. went to colonade to see the band performance, dunno who they were but the singer had an awesome voice. gave the phone to that person as i sat down on the grass and before i knew it, she gave the phone back to me and i told him i'll call him back later cause we just couldnt hear a thing from each other. mostly our side plang tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;when i stood up, this group of guys were standing next to us. having the sharpest eyes amongst us, the *twin noticed who they were! -- i mean, she knows them personally lagi so yeah, without hesitation; she greeted them. lol it was my second time seeing the drummer.. and he looked different since the last time i saw him. i dont know.. maybe cause the first time, he was all marung and yeah. lol and seriously, i thought the guitarist was actually taller! :s and he didnt remember me. :( well, i really dont blame him cause the only thing we knew about each other was how our voices sounded. lol it was surreal how i was just on the phone with him a couple days before and tonight, i get to meet him. :) and there was this one thing me and the *twin did in complete unison that even i, was surprised. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;what a way to end the night eh? X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1354957502384337923?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1354957502384337923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1354957502384337923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1354957502384337923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1354957502384337923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/12/oh-irony-lol.html' title='oh the irony. 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-23904148.post-8378803330453080719</id><published>2007-12-27T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-30T00:58:20.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its a small, small world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wednesday morning i was on the phone with c-aji and he sort-of handed the phone to maziz and let him talk to me. lol i seriously dont know what to talk about, but yeah, c-aji broke the ice by saying how im their biggest fan and how i made a t-shirt out of each of their faces. lol so not true btw. skati nya wah anak tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i mean i am a fan, just the t-shirt thing atu not true. -- and im already a huge fan of another band actually. so :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;today.. LOL. ok, so i have a friend who lives very near to me right.. so when i was about to go home, i asked him jokingly if he wanted to come with. and he was like,"bah". at first, i took it as a joke until he said,"banar eh" macam nda paham lagi tu. lol and i kept asking "seriously?" over and over. he then told me why and so the offer became real. a surprise even to me. :s dad picked me up btw.. and he was kinda cool about it. didnt ask much, which i really love about him. me and the dude even talked about stuff as normal as can be. most of it was in english plang cause im just so used to it. the ride felt like forever and he just couldnt stop talking. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i found out something interesting as well. just goes to show, how small the world really is. its like, we keep running into each other unknowingly. we dont hate each other though. in fact, we got to know a bit of each other, through hating somebody else. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so yeah, it was fun. i get to talk to a guy in my car, send him home and get updates on a certain person too. lol so im good. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-8378803330453080719?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/8378803330453080719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=8378803330453080719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8378803330453080719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8378803330453080719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/12/its-small-small-world.html' title='its a small, small world.'/><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-23904148.post-2568228558573121576</id><published>2007-12-24T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T23:27:13.999+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*slaps head*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;why didnt anyone tell me we're having a holiday today?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;LOL. ok. so they did. but i thought they were kidding and/or just planned on not coming on purpose cause really, they're the sort of people who would. but man, was i wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;when i came, i felt the place was kinda quiet. pushed the door open and saw 3 guys from the other class who told me theres no class today and showed me the memo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=26122007001.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/26122007001.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;STUPID BOARD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; this means warrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; they should've just stuck the memo on the door so people wouldnt miss it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;but yeah, i ended up hanging out with the guys who eventually came when i was at tk with c-boy and chris. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so instead, we went to easy way in muara for lunch. early lunch. the guys were sweet. lol but seriously though, they try to make me fit in with them. really appreciate it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-2568228558573121576?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/2568228558573121576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=2568228558573121576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2568228558573121576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2568228558573121576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/12/slaps-head.html' title='*slaps head*'/><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-23904148.post-5831995536112752550</id><published>2007-12-23T15:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-28T16:25:08.440+08:00</updated><title type='text'>carry all your thoughts, across an open field.</title><content type='html'>yesterday was fairly interesting.. to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when we got there, we obviously went to the one we knew, for tickets. and he was kind enough to.. umm, lets just say --  hes a sweet guy. :) he probably doesnt know it though, or maybe its just me? anyways, when we got the tickets.. we talked about stuff(i forgot what about) and not long after that, his brother came with his friends. i sort of, over-reacted. but in the end, i just had to face him cause he was sorta in the way as i was waiting for someone near where he stood. we still acted like we used to, before we were together.. but yeah, it was weird honestly. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; was gone, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; came. :) i laughed at first. LOL ntah, he wasnt even being funny. :s but yeah, when we were about to go in the cinema, he did something. something even he doesnt even remember doing! AHAHAHAH at the time, i was too busy looking for the *twin cause her supposed  '&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kawan&lt;/span&gt;' was there right in front of me. and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he&lt;/span&gt; did that! cali. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/laugh.gif" /&gt; if you ask me to explain, its just complicated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to McD for lunch and the *twin's cousin was being nice to us too. :) we went home kinda late cause we had to look for my cousin, mawi's present. we opted for boxers at first, and that was us being serious btw; -- i mean, we were already at the boxers section of the place, but his sister wanted to get him a jersey instead. nda sporting ah. ceh. lol i got bombed obviously after. aku jua ganya sorang tu eh kana marahi, as if i planned the whole masquerade, on purpose. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and we met a couple of people, c-jay(lol we gave him that nick, he doesnt know about it. :x) and the *twin's online friend, jum. he was there with his sister. they helped us look for the present. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=22122007002.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/22122007002.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then that night, we had a function at my uncle's, as one of his sons' is celebrating his birthday on the same day as mawi's. was supposed to be a surprise but inda jadi. played water balloons and the confetti thing that we bought(which was a total waste pasal nda baik) and yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before, we went ice-cream hunting near the mini mart very near to the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Tweetynine878.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Tweetynine878.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, the cousins still stayed over even though they only said its gonna be until saturday which was yesterday.. but yeah, they came along with us for a function and after, went to visit this little one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=23122007018.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/23122007018.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at night, there was no one to cook dinner for us so this was what we ate:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=23122007020.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/23122007020.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/?action=view&amp;amp;current=23122007021.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/23122007021.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol we honestly didnt feel like eating much, so the leftovers from yesterday it was. :s at the time, the guys from college invited me to a convo and i was seriously confused at what they were saying. they said they wont be coming to school and i couldnt understand why cause tuesday was the holiday. tomorrow wasnt. so they said they might come tomorrow anyways too. :s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-5831995536112752550?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/5831995536112752550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=5831995536112752550' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5831995536112752550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5831995536112752550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/12/carry-all-your-thoughts-across-open.html' title='carry all your thoughts, across an open field.'/><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-23904148.post-5649604727807100190</id><published>2007-12-18T13:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T01:16:29.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your here now.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lol. i remember getting chicken pox on purpose back when i was in primary 5. yes, on fucking purpose! -- well, it was mostly out of curiosity and just the need to want to be away from school for a while. but man, it was no picnic. to me, there was no point in having a long week holiday if frustration still runs up your ass whether you like it or not.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so yeah, a classmate got it and she was almost virus free when she came back. see, at the time.. there was a theory that you cant eat or touch(?) the infected person's food. so being the tester of that theory, i ate her cookies i think, that she brought at the time. and i, as living proof; would like to say that the theory is indeed, very true. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i dont know how it started though. i mean, i dont remember getting all itchy instantly, except during the times when my holiday started. at first, i was honestly, and sincerely; happy. lol -- because i was away from school during my exams. perfect timing eh? :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and my god.. the itchiness was pure torture! people kept telling me to not scratch, but thats the thing really; its not the fact that i cant &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; scratch, but it felt like the itch was practically begging for me to scratch it. and it doesnt just stop there, its like a chain reaction of itchiness. i was always watched over by the parents to make sure that i dont over scratch myself. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and that was how my week was spent at home; scratching. sure, there were time the itching stopped, but it was pretty rare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh! and i've posted this on multiply already but yeah, big bro got a package yesterday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/IMG179.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/IMG180.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/IMG186.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/IMG197.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;awesome isnt it? i finally get to use my camera again after a long while. no thanks to the E18 error.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; i tried my luck at it again today and it ended up fine. the lens wasnt stuck anymore. yay! but then another error showed up. E25. the fuck is up with these errors? when ones gone, another shows up. but i guess its at least better than the E18 one cause it only needs the battery to be reinserted.. after that, its fine. so again, yay! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and im also trying not to sleep in the afternoons anymore cause the effect it has on me is really not something i'd want in the long run. but i did get something out of it yesterday. when i woke up, a song was playing in my mind. it was vague, but i knew where to look for it oddly enough. but i couldnt seem to find it on multiply and youtube wasnt letting me have the satisfaction of actually listening to it again. but i did today. :) even then, i had to download the video cause it wont load on the site itself. i dont know why though.. i dont know why it played in my mind, i dont know why it has to be that specific song. i dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-5649604727807100190?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/5649604727807100190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=5649604727807100190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5649604727807100190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5649604727807100190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/12/your-here-now.html' title='your here now.'/><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-23904148.post-4225026855568670582</id><published>2007-12-12T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T01:14:50.785+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think im broken.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;//ashley simpson - invisible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;thanks to anamika yesterday, i could not stop laughing in our multimedia class. lol i even tried to tell her that i was somehow 'broken' but i couldnt even finish the sentence cause the laughing would not stop! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so. today is the 12/12. the cousins and i decided that this date will be our official outing for as long as we can make it. this is our third  consecutive year btw. the reason why we wanted it on this specific date is cause her imullah went jalan with us at the same date for the past two years without us realizing it. so basically, this date is in memory of her. i still even have last year's arcade coins that i split with her before we went home. havent used them, and probably not planning to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so we watched saw IV. it was basically telling the life story of jigsaw and honestly, it was kinda unbearable to watch. lol the *twin wanted to get out of the cinema cause it was too gory for her liking. they ended up distracting themselves by going online with their phone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/laugh.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and apparently, i did not show much of the unbearable-ness cause they said i looked pretty selamba. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i met another brustuer again! XD LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/12122007004.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and i remember making a post about how i keep seeing 287 everywhere i go. and heres some proof of that fact. and not just that! its the same car every time!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;18/10/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/18102007.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;04/12/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/04122007.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;12/12/2007(today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/12122007.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/eek3.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; yeah. lol. and thats not even the amazing part yet. when we went raya-ing at the sis's in-laws, i showed the *twin the first pic of the car with her birthday for the license plate. she basically freaked at first, and took out her phone to show me a pic of the same car! same license plate too! but different place. and we were like, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;HOW THE HELL??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Sevenfours2076.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;this is the pic. this was taken when they were on their way back to bandar from KB. if you must know, the *twin and i own the exact same phone type. the 5700 Xpress music. the only difference is that mine is army green and her's is black. i want her's and she wants mine. lol her's has a better camera quality as you can probably notice, while mine is more towards faster online capabilities. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;sorry if you cant see it much in the first two pics.. i used my phone and dad couldnt get close enough even when i zoomed-in on it to the max. i couldnt ask him to get closer cause who knows what he'll think? but today i was lucky enough. so im good. X) and i assure you though, they're pics of the same car. i zoomed-in on it in the phone and yeah. if you still dont believe me, i'll show it to you if you ever get to see me in person. :) and im not lying about the different dates either. you can right-click the pic and either view it in another tab or copy the link location and you'll see the date. and yeah, i used the dates as the pics' default title ever since i bought the phone in september.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;there was a 4th one actually, but its a video and its only 6 seconds long. it was sorta an attempt to record the guy who drove that car. yeah, its a guy. kinda scruffy looking(from the side lol) but yeah, it seems he uses the same road as i do in the mornings, which is actually pretty convenient.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughwiggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i told qeelah about it and she said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;jodoh tah udah tu klo lelaki driver nya. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" LOLOLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so tell me.. does '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;coincidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;' play a part in this whole thing? i still stand by what i said, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;theres no such thing as coincidences&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. the whole thing to me, is pretty amazing. up to the point where every time i see the car now, it automatically becomes the highlight of the day. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;its a corolla btw. not vios. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-4225026855568670582?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/4225026855568670582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=4225026855568670582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4225026855568670582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4225026855568670582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-think-im-broken.html' title='i think im broken.'/><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-23904148.post-2114335066109051375</id><published>2007-12-10T15:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T13:15:45.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>headset kuuuuuuuu :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lol majal. -- but but how am i gonna listen to the radio at my disposal now when i get bored, before i sleep? :( its got me thinking that maybe the headset adaptor inda bejual separately now. arghhhhhhhh i lost it in my haste to supposedly curi gambar c-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;bam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;kyuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. lol my fault really. terlampau iski bah. X(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/10122007006-1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/laugh.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;  they're the first brustu couple i've seen together, on the same day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so its the start of a new semester now at our school. there were only a few new students and it really wasnt as big as when we had our orientation last semester, but it was alright. i met hal who apparently, loves the color &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; as much as i do. lol yes, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; has suddenly became a favorite color as of late and i dont even know how and why. but &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is just such an appealing colorrrr.  hes actually a senior but i've only just met slash seen him today. :s and he made a '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;scissors&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;' comment somewhere somehow, LOL with the fingers too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;now.. i am looking through the nokia headsets and i am seriously falling in love with this bluetooth headset im currently looking at. *totally forgets about the headset adaptor problem*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://europe.nokia.com/MEDIA_BANK_100/R6Accessories/B/BH-503/bh-503_312x312.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lol. ok, ok. i dont think its &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;completely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; impossible to find the headset adaptor. it just wont be as easy, to find the exact one im looking for. but hey, i wont give up on finding it. if theres some chance that i do, the bluetooth headset will come in close second.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/fingersx.gif" /&gt; hmm.. wonder if it comes in orange? lol :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-2114335066109051375?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/2114335066109051375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=2114335066109051375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2114335066109051375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2114335066109051375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/12/headset-kuuuuuuuu.html' title='headset kuuuuuuuu :('/><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-23904148.post-4530308614822370401</id><published>2007-12-09T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T23:16:28.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a well rehearsed mistake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;//5.10am - walau sesaat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the week honestly, has been very interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;actually, this week was actually a holiday for us but i came for the article thing and to finish the documentation part of my assignment. lol macam inda cuti jua wah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ok. i dont know why people insist on me picking a place to eat at, when really; i've never actually been to most of the infamous and regular places they've already been to. it completely has nothing to do with the next paragraph though. but its just odd. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so monday, the guys brought me along for lunch and it was between tk or chill. the other girls picked chill so then chill it was. i didnt know what to order so i asked &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;amoyy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;what do you suggest i eat?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" lol somewhere along those lines i also said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;i've never actually been here.. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" *slaps head* why did i say that? so yeah, she suggested some things and i went for the chicken steak saja, with fries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/03122007036.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/03122007034.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and yeah, seriously.. i've never been to chill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;So tuesday. i had to come AGAIN cause i was too distracted the day before to finish what i started. tuesday was also the day we were supposed to go to BP for our article thing. it was in the afternoon so i was kinda free in the morning to finish both the article and assignment. i ended up not doing the article i owe and just finished off my assignments and really, that just felt so good.. being free from the shoulder bearing work. gila. then i went with the other group for lunch at CA mohd. actually, it was supposed to be a brekkie only cause some of them just wanted to eat ruti talor but  we were kinda late, so lunch it was. saw &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;hajar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;muj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; there. and apparently, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;shah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; knows them. huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;came back. did some printing and went to BP. i didnt know BP was in beribi. :s i thought it'd be in bandar or something. lol seriously. so hidden lagitu eh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;lance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; kinda reminded me of someone. hmm.  he also said that our page will be like a photo album cause it mostly consists of pictures only. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/04122007001.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/04122007004.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/04122007009.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/04122007013.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;initially, there was supposed to be only 3 of us but instead, there was an additional 4 people so &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lance&lt;/span&gt; had to borrow the meeting room to accommodate the 7 of us. lol you dont see that in the second last pic cause &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;ziemah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; went to pick the pics. and the last pic is our draft.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so came back to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;school&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; college, texted dad to come and pick me up at 5pm but ended up going home later then expected.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; thank god the guys were nice enough to accompany me throughout.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;moving on. went to the mall to buy this little gem of a jacket originally worth $114.90 and guess how much i got it for? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;$15 only!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/09122007001.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/09122007002.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/09122007003.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so surreal i know. lol and its nike!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;met with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;wafi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. havent seen him since earlier this year. i hate that hes so tall.. makes me feel so short. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;met &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;pyee&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; at her workplace. at first, i couldnt tell if it was her or not so i mc-ed her just to make sure, but no reaction. at least, none that i can see cause her face was basically unseen over the counter. lol but she ended up seeing me anyhow when i gave up on trying to get her attention.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/rolleyes.gif" /&gt; it was nice catching up on things. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;before going home, i met one of my older cousins and in my attempt to hide from them, i got caught instead by &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;lim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;nadie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. lol :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh! and i met another brustuer! c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;.Xwl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. he did not recognize me and well, lets just leave it at that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and the article came out today btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-4530308614822370401?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/4530308614822370401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=4530308614822370401' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4530308614822370401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4530308614822370401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/12/well-rehearsed-mistake.html' title='a well rehearsed mistake.'/><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-23904148.post-1179311593979842870</id><published>2007-11-29T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T01:34:23.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AHAHAHAHAHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i just got caught playing the bro-in-law's ps2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/runaway.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lol. of course hes not mad lah. its just, i've always been playing it in secret only.. so yeah. all i've been playing was guitar hero III and really.. its very addictive. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/9/93/Guitar-hero-iii-cover-image.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;on the other hand, the sis couldn't seem to help herself from showing a pic of her baby that she got from her check-up. she even framed it! lol the gender has not been specified. but i, for one; have told her this many times already.. that theres a big possibility that the baby is gonna be a girl. but she refused to believe it. she was like,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;your not the one to decide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" and i was like," &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;what if...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;?(i mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;if&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; the baby is a girl)" and she said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;then its just a coincidence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" ...... wtf? i've lived long(though i admit, not long enough) to know that theres no such thing as coincidences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;then today, before i went home, i watched mtv with sur in the entertainment room of the college. it was a trl rock band special. at first i thought, ok.. its just some bands competing on trl for the grand prize, but it really wasnt what i thought. so when one of the bands performed i saw these sequential patterns below each band member, the likes of guitar hero; and i was shocked to find that it was actually a game!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/8/81/Rock-band-screen.jpg/800px-Rock-band-screen.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it was so awesome to watch. instead of the animated players, they showed the gamers in real-time and they performed as if they were a real band with a big stage complete with a real crowd! there were also judges there to comment on their perfomance. each band would only have 4 band members to play as the guitarist, bassist, drummer and vocalist.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/3f/Rockband-drumset.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/3/33/Rockband-guitar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;damn! now thats something. oh and just to be clear, the vocalist's sequence is on the top and the bassist, drummer and guitarist on the bottom respectively.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/en/thumb/e/e0/Rock_band_cover.jpg/256px-Rock_band_cover.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;available on xbox360, ps2, ps3.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1179311593979842870?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1179311593979842870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1179311593979842870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1179311593979842870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1179311593979842870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/11/ahahahahaha.html' title='AHAHAHAHAHA'/><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-23904148.post-6552240641452656241</id><published>2007-11-25T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T16:14:11.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>surprised? me too.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;soooo~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;today has been great i guess. unplanned things kept happening. lol like just now, when the sis asked if i wanted to come and watch a movie with her and her hubby; i asked the *twin if she wanted to come with us and she did. along with her sister. they were at our house btw, actually about to go home.. but i just pounced on the chance i got. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it was around 4 that we left home to go to seri qlap mall. the movie started at 5.40pm i think? at first we wanted to watch the last breath, but ended up with enchanted instead. lol the sis asked us what we wanted to watch, and we really couldnt decide until the *twin's sister was like, "bah" to enchanted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me and the *twin have experienced enough of indecisiveness on what movie to watch that there was a point in time where we kept going back and forth to the ticket counter just cause; the group wanted to watch different things. lol well, its no fun that different people are watching different things cause we wont get to comment on it as a group after.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;anywayys, the movie was typically boring at first. once upon a time.. yada yada yada. but the idea of fantasy meeting reality is actually pretty good. the clash of the different perspectives are really fun to watch. and funny too. lol i mean, the cinema was practically roaring with laughter! ...ok, maybe just an exaggeration, but people did laugh at all the right places. all in all, it was ok i guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;towards the end, it got pretty cold in the cinema. cold = in desperate need to pee so bad. and guess who i saw on my way to the toilet? matt! lol ok, ok. i was more surprised at how remorsefully straight-faced i was to him and how i did something totally random. XD ah whatever man. all i know is, i dont regret doing it. lol but that doesnt mean it was intentional though. more like.. force of habit? yeah, thats it. AHAHAHAHAH :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;speaking of which.. did i mention that the sis is pregnant btw? no? well, i guess i just did then. and no, its not just her. my other 2 cousins who got married just this year too, are pregnant as well! the oldest of the 3, is of course the first to have her baby.. soon. although, i have to say.. it was kinda a surprise to me that all 3 of them are pregnant already before their marriage even reached 1 year. i dont know what to expect from the 2 cousins, but i am almost certain that the sister's first child will be a baby girl. entah. i guess its just a strong feeling. she hasnt exactly told us yet but i know she'll want it to be a surprise. so we'll see. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so i guess that makes it 3/5 of the mobs that i've met within the span of this year. wahey, if your rarely ever out.. thats really quite a feat. XD hope that i'll be able to see the other 2 before the year ends.. cause that would just be awesome. lol the other 2 being efra and ezra btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;wait, wait! i just noticed that i did something especially random to each ones that i've already met! LOL the likes of xeno, nac and matt. AHAHAHAHA shit. each one had a random something that i did.. its a good thing to have i guess. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*twin - my sister from another mother a.k.a cousin who supposedly looks like me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-6552240641452656241?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/6552240641452656241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=6552240641452656241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6552240641452656241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6552240641452656241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/11/surprised-me-too.html' title='surprised? me too.'/><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-23904148.post-7791023674414014772</id><published>2007-11-23T00:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T02:19:24.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i miss it. :(</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;its been 3 days since our last little activity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/16112007020.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i mean, it was practically on-going, a continuous almost none-ending heavy and long usage of a webcam ever! and i really miss it now. where are you? :( i really hope you get well very very soon. and i want to sign your cast!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and i was just told that my name was written as one of the reps for the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;school&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; college. my first reaction to that was... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; of all people.. why me? one of the lecturers(who happened to have written my name btw), asked me if i was '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;fond of blogging&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;'. and i just simply said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. mind you, he told me the news first before actually asking that blogging question. and you know whats more funnier than that? well.. the other two reps are lecturers! wtf? doesnt make sense. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; the reps are told to make some sort of report for the newspaper on college life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;funny.. even though it seems like im not liking the idea of my name being written for this without my knowledge whatsoever(until recently of course), i ended up writing a small little intro on the topic already. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hmm. could be a calling of some sort. a beginning for something much more? lol i doubt it. but to be honest though, i do love words and wrapping them in more useless words to make a much complicated sentence. i used to do it a lot... verbally. lol its fun wah.. why shouldn't it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7791023674414014772?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7791023674414014772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7791023674414014772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-miss-it.html' title='i miss it. :('/><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23904148.post-4081923649585492718</id><published>2007-11-19T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T00:41:33.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>top of the world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh i think i forgot to mention what time i came back eh? in the previous post. well, it was around 11+ pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughwiggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; actually, i could've gone for the second part tu. alang-alang jua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ok so like, the gala night has 2 parts. one was for the guests and the few students who arent staying for the second part; which was basically just an hour and a half more than the first part. get me so far? lol anyways, the first part ended kinda late.. iatah i came home late as well. not entirely my fault. the second part would initially end at 11.30pm give or take a few. so alang-alang right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggrin.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;nothing can even begin to describe how today went... not even words. they say, a picture is worth a thousand words... so how much does a video cost then? XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;im just gonna keep the video all to myself! nyahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;we'll see lah if i change my mind. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-4081923649585492718?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4081923649585492718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4081923649585492718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/11/top-of-world.html' title='top of the world.'/><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23904148.post-2370342447272024692</id><published>2007-11-17T23:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T23:35:51.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the verdict:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it was.. so-so lah. i didnt get to do all the things i had intended to do from the previous post. but i was definately right in some parts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and im beating myself up for not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ACTUALLY&lt;/span&gt; smuggling someone in for real. apparently, they only cared about the registration thing at the beginning of the event.. by dinner time, the doors were open and you can just blend in with the crowd who are simply just too busy trying to get their fair share of food(its buffet btw, located outside the ballroom), so yeah. ceh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and the lucky draws consisted of phones mostly and i wanted one. :( of course its no surprise that the big people who came actually got like 3/4 of the said phones. hmph. how &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i just got back. nyehehe :p&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/23904148-2370342447272024692?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/2370342447272024692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=2370342447272024692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2370342447272024692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2370342447272024692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/11/verdict.html' title='the verdict:'/><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-23904148.post-2396604771358404752</id><published>2007-11-14T12:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-15T22:17:36.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>settle in the past, engage in the present and look to the future.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;well our presentation sucked. i dont want to talk about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;in other news, theres a gala night coming up and the way i see it, i have 2 options. oh but first things first, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;im allowed to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; ... just when i was so glad of the possibility of not going, there they go and surprise me with this. nyeh. so okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;first option:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i could ditch the whole event altogether and have 3 hours to spare and do whatever i want. i.e; watch a movie, actually hang out with friends at night(which is really a first for me).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;"  &gt;OR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;second option:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;go to this thing with a borrowed SLR and (pretend to) be busy the whole night. goody bags and the lucky draw are the only things i looked forward to. the games.. not so much. oh, and did i mention the possibility of sitting alone at a table? well, im not really worried much about it since the SLR will keep me company.. that is, if i can borrow it for the night. im not so sure i can though cause they're like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; children; over-protected. '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;his&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;' i mean big bro and just so you know, hes still available... just that hes married to his bike and the bike bore his kids named nikon and canon. i like little canon.. so petite. but nikon has all the nice features.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v144/3thanhunt/r46/IMG_5861.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v144/3thanhunt/r46/IMG_5853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v144/3thanhunt/r46/IMG_5857.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v144/3thanhunt/r46/IMG_5859.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v144/3thanhunt/r46/IMG_5860.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v144/3thanhunt/r46/IMG_5856.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a little something to know:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;this is valentino rossi's limited edition bike designed by Valentino himself. currently here there are only 6 of these(out of the 1000 in the world), and he got the last one. The bike's design is split into 2 which is the black sun(yellow side) and the yellow moon(black side).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ok. back to the gala night.. it is also only strictly, for students only. but i was kinda thinking maybe, just maybe; i could smuggle in someone somehow. lol any ideas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-2396604771358404752?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/2396604771358404752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=2396604771358404752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2396604771358404752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2396604771358404752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/11/settle-in-past-engage-in-present-and.html' title='settle in the past, engage in the present and look to the future.'/><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-23904148.post-4734995564274291653</id><published>2007-11-12T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T13:51:27.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hey.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;guess what i watched today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://entimg.msn.com/i/150/mo/28W-FinalTeaser_125.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;yup. 28 weeks later. i havent even watched 28 days later yet.. but after watching this one just now, i just might watch it sometime around.. soon-ish? i know i should've watched it before the second one, but the 2nd bro was in the mood for it so why not jump on the bandwagon? he said that the weather, which gave out this cool ambiance since it was raining and gave the indoors a dark look; was perfect for watching a movie. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;about the movie.. it is so awesome. although, i've always thought zombies would walk instead of run.. but yeah, it kinda sucks that jeremy renner's character(Sgt. Doyle) had to die that way. my favorite part had to be the sneaking around with him leading the bunch and andy's(mackintosh muggleton) brave attempt to be the target so that the sniper would reveal his position. oh and also the mass zombie killing with the chopper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;AND if ever there is a Resident Evil 4 movie based on the game, jeremy renner would definitely make a good leon kennedy. it quite suits him very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://entimg.msn.com/i/gal/28WeeksLater/28WL_1571.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i mean, he practically plays the part already!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-4734995564274291653?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/4734995564274291653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=4734995564274291653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4734995564274291653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4734995564274291653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/11/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-23904148.post-1865705472891143743</id><published>2007-11-07T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T23:47:08.189+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damnit.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;note to self: trust instincts no matter what cause they are always right. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;always, no matter what!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; cause i really hate looking back and think; i should've done otherwise. but then, theres; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;'everything happens for a reason'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; excuse. ok, its not an excuse.. just that, i cant think of what else to call it atm. im too caught up on things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;third&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; fourth favorite person is in the hospital. :( i was surprised actually to find out that it was him and not one of his other sibs. i for one, dislike going to the hospital as of late; cause its just so depressing. just seeing the patient so vulnerable like that.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1865705472891143743?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1865705472891143743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1865705472891143743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1865705472891143743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1865705472891143743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/11/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-23904148.post-8740503614496681542</id><published>2007-11-05T10:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T10:30:21.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello again. :)</title><content type='html'>I had a little &amp;#39;epiphany&amp;#39; just now in the car. lol&lt;br&gt;So this morning, the sis came and woke me up to say,&amp;quot;why did you mc&lt;br&gt;me?&amp;quot; my only reply to that was, &amp;quot;sapa mc?!&amp;quot;... Actually, she asked me&lt;br&gt;in malay fyi. Just to make matters clear, my credit is as close to&lt;br&gt;nothing,(and im kinda using the last of it on this, using gmail to&lt;br&gt;post) as it can possibly get, so yeah. I thought this was cool for&lt;br&gt;updating on current events. lol but no pics though. :(&lt;br&gt;Ok, so the &amp;#39;epiphany&amp;#39; involved a certain secondary year that had us do&lt;br&gt;a little project for a week, but was a total bust in the end.&lt;br&gt;Heres how it went.&lt;br&gt;We had this business slash commerce week i think and we had to make a&lt;br&gt;&amp;#39;business&amp;#39; of our own for the whole week.&lt;br&gt;Ok so we had a plan.. that is to make a haunted house. Even back then&lt;br&gt;i was very doubtful of the matter regardless of how big our booth&lt;br&gt;actually was compared to the other classes. Please note: BOOTH.&lt;br&gt;y&amp;#39;know, just to point out how &amp;#39;big&amp;#39; it actually was. Oh and we even&lt;br&gt;had to build it from scratch... That, in my opinion, should get credit&lt;br&gt;in itself for managing such feat. The worst only happened on the day&lt;br&gt;of the opening ceremony and how the principle went around the booths&lt;br&gt;and found ours was particularly empty and unoccupied. lol only after,&lt;br&gt;did the girls had a brilliant plan, and decided to make something out&lt;br&gt;of it by aimlessly shouting at the top of their lungs, those the likes&lt;br&gt;of tortured souls slash scared customers; to trick people into getting&lt;br&gt;inside our booth. Ahahahah and funnily enough, it worked! People got&lt;br&gt;curious. Some people did ruin it for everybody else by taking a peek,&lt;br&gt;from which the screamers; as they can probably see, are having the&lt;br&gt;time of their lives. LOL&lt;br&gt;But regretfully, at the end of the day; the students were told to&lt;br&gt;demolish the booths for god knows why and thus abruptly, ended&lt;br&gt;business week.&lt;br&gt;Sucked for us mostly cause we didnt get to redeem ourselves.&lt;br&gt;And all i got from that is a hammered sore thumb from trying to get a&lt;br&gt;nail into the wood. lol and that wasnt even from building OUR booth.&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;Sent from Gmail for mobile | mobile.google.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-8740503614496681542?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/8740503614496681542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=8740503614496681542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8740503614496681542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8740503614496681542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-again.html' title='Hello again. :)'/><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-23904148.post-7894780444889820634</id><published>2007-11-05T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T00:28:34.024+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its still funny..</title><content type='html'>when someone forgets to rezip his pants back after his business. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i think i forgot to put in the link to where i got meet uncle hussain's song. just get them &lt;a href="http://theperantau.multiply.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. it actually has all the soundtracks from &lt;a href="http://projekkami.com/"&gt;kami&lt;/a&gt;, so yeah. check them out. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/10102007014.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/10102007020.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres a new hotel at kiulap and its called the kiulap plaza hotel. its right in front of hua ho kiulap  so you cant miss it. hmm, i've always thought kiulap was more my calling than gadong. and i honestly think the q-lap mall can be bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of which, theres a new mac OS out called the leopard. limited copies lagitu. and my brother.. lets just say; happens to be at the right place, at the right time. lol dont get me wrong though, he knew about it long before i did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;morange. its everywhere now isnt it? i used to be a fan... back when it was still free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7894780444889820634?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7894780444889820634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7894780444889820634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7894780444889820634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7894780444889820634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/11/its-still-funny.html' title='its still funny..'/><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-23904148.post-6469232854768557403</id><published>2007-10-28T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T00:03:19.574+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am blogging with the comforts of my very ancient, hand-me-down pc. before this, i could only blog with the brother's compaq presario 1500 due to blogger not being accessible using the said pc, but now it can. man, i so need a laptop so bad. i want to be able to bring it everywhere and be online anytime at school. oh black macbook, why cant i own you yet? :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of mac... *broad smile*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nahh~ its just, i might actually know who the mac user reading this blog is. or not. but i have an idea who he might be since hes an ex-brustuer. gotta have to narrow it down though... OR you can make it easier for me and just tell me? &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/fingersx.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do check out &lt;a href="http://matrixadi.wordpress.com/"&gt;adi's blog&lt;/a&gt; for a very close call. he has the macbook that i want and yeah since this is about mac in general, why not? lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-6469232854768557403?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/6469232854768557403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=6469232854768557403' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6469232854768557403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6469232854768557403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-am-blogging-with-comforts-of-my-very.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-23904148.post-5071510572349842802</id><published>2007-10-17T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T01:35:35.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'>//meet uncle hussain - la la la kerjalah</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/DUAgoyk-dR"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/DUAgoyk-dR" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an indie rock, progressive pop band. first heard of them from this mini tv series called &lt;a href="http://projekkami.com"&gt;kami&lt;/a&gt;. i guess i got lucky lah to be able to watch it when it first got shown on 8tv. the commercial was enough to get me hooked. kami is a movie in progress and will be out sometime in 2008. the mini series are like a preview of the movie and what the story is about. cant wait for it. it'll be one hell of a good movie, theres no doubt about it. and the song i posted here is the main theme song. took me a while to find it. so yeah. i know its pretty late now to tell you guys, and im sorry; but kami airs every wednesday @ 10pm. next week is the last of it. i think. and channel 708(8tv).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to life. my god. they came tadi to my house. lol atu pun, i had to beg them to. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt; syuk texted me to come at noon to his place cause t. koh was coming. i couldnt because of the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;i was fasting(bayar balik the ones i skipped)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i already went to his house two days before.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;was damn hungry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;i waited for them for ages. so when i decided to not wait and just stayed upstairs, i suddenly heard a closed door downstairs. ran back down, and found them about to go back. i was at the door looking at them, thought they saw me but obviously they didnt to my surprise; so i rushed to get the keys and opened the door when they were out of the gate already. lu saw me. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i thought a different group would come since he said clifford and maria paz were there. but this is actually better. them li, june, lu, nadie, syuk and koh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lu and syuk changed the most in my opinion. syuk is getting taller by a bit but lu has already almost gotten to li's height. gila. aku jealous. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;li thought i was asking them if i was -- what was it again? well, i was pointing at myself when i wanted to say something, but i ended up not saying it cause its pretty pathetic to tell them when they dont even ask for it. but yeah, i wanted to say that i was actually fasting. lol pretty pointless kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and june left a trail of nuts behind i just realized when i was cleaning up. one container habis uleh nya sorang. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh! and i had this little gem of a conversation with adi not long ago. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undefined; less than three says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uuuuu~ whats the play about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi(nick too long. lol) says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;typical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ru bin hud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= robin hood equivalent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, im playing that role&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undefined says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undefined says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yatah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends are coming over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dang it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undefined says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- wait, your gonna wear tights?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undefined says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entah but i need to wear green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undefined says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. so its your choice to wear whatever kah as long as its green? *hint*TIGHTS*hint*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undefined says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entah lol&lt;br /&gt;*some gibberish about props* (lol sorry. im typing this out ok, so please dont hate me. :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cross fingers* robin hood tights dont exist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undefined says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahah. dont be in denial. you know you want to.&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real men wear tights&lt;/span&gt;" - robin hood : men in tights movie. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was what, 500 years ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, real men wear pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undefined says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undefined says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undefined says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wear &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; tights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;undefined says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/fingersx.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;adi says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noooooooooooo&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. ok, i dont know why but for some reason robin hood = tights. nda ja? jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa~~~ macam majal lagitu. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-5071510572349842802?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/5071510572349842802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=5071510572349842802' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5071510572349842802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5071510572349842802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/10/meet-uncle-hussain-la-la-la-kerjalah.html' title='//meet uncle hussain - la la la kerjalah'/><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-23904148.post-3554718231582947767</id><published>2007-10-14T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T00:00:42.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2nd day raya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;my feet are killing me. :( it hurts more than when we went jalan the day before. speaking of which, our rounds for the first day of raya was surprisingly short. i guess its mostly due to the lot of us not being at grandmom's place all at the same time like we used to. some are heading to tutong, some came early, some didnt even show up.at.all. earlier this year i've said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;inda tah meriah lagi raya tahun ani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" in reference to her imullah only. but now, its like, true. with or without reference. nyeh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;stayed up all night and morning to finish my DW assignment. lol actually, the times leading to 12am, i couldnt do a thing cz apparently, my mind doesnt work before that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; the guy who gave us the assignment said he &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;'highly doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;' that raya will fall on friday, thus if raya does fall on friday; the assignment due date is stretched to wednesday. but it didnt. so, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh and:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/08102007001.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/08102007002.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.....?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/08102007003.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;......!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ok, despite the fact that it practically said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;PLEASE DONT READ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;, people still approached it none the less. lol see? that attracted more attention than the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;other&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; board which really was the one at fault for my not attending VB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;even them amoyy and sur said so. they were like,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;what board?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" when ain told us we're gonna have a holiday on monday and tuesday, and that she posted a memo at the '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;hidden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;' bulletin about it. if it werent for her mentioning it, we wouldnt have known. seriously, that board is dangerous i tell you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-3554718231582947767?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/3554718231582947767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=3554718231582947767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3554718231582947767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3554718231582947767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/10/2nd-day-raya.html' title='2nd day raya.'/><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-23904148.post-7494982043020174006</id><published>2007-10-06T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T02:13:36.837+08:00</updated><title type='text'>//surface - soreja bye-bye</title><content type='html'>i totally forgot which j-drama that song came from, but it was from a long time ago. i guess thats kinda one of the benefits of having an old pc to begin with eh? the songs are definately priceless pasal mainly cause they're really hard to find. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i forgot to mention that i met nac tuesday when we(the sis, her hubby and me) went shoe shopping that day before sungkai. initially, i really didnt want to come with, but yeah; i ended up going anyway cause i dont have to cash out to buy it iatah. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt; so when the sis paid and we were on our way out, i saw this dude with a familiar looking cap near the door. so i stopped and looked at him more carefully to make sure who it was. LOL it was cali basically. i started laughing non-stop until we reached the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, tadi at pasar gadong, aqib poked me. saya terkezut pasal how can he tell it was me from the back? &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/confused.gif" /&gt; ada plang tadi we turned around to find the car.. so i guess that was it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i dropped my new phone yesterday. :( and its not even a week old yet. i was already being extra careful with it more than i usually would, masih jua. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and prices are going up all of a sudden. they say that during a grand sale, the prices instead are going up and not going down. like so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/05102007004.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/05102007006.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. for one thing, awu aku amai. shut up. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and also my 2nd bro and i poked fun at this. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/laugh.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/05102007003.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lawa, lawa. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, you cant really explain some of the things you do, until it &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;happens&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7494982043020174006?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7494982043020174006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7494982043020174006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7494982043020174006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7494982043020174006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/10/surface-soreja-bye-bye.html' title='//surface - soreja bye-bye'/><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-23904148.post-3091737485877568715</id><published>2007-10-04T12:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-05T21:11:17.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the thing about periods..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;is that we tend to use code names instead of what it just is. period(s). why so cryptic? even the pads ada their own code names. lol let me give you an example:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;in the car, on the way to KK(i think).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;mom: udah ko bawa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;ruti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: hah? ruti? ruti apa lagi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;mom: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;ruti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; bah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: ruti apa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;mom: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;ruti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; pun nda tau kah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/confused.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;*cue 2nd bro and the sis laughing*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;2nd bro: aku plang tau wah. *laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: apakan? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/confused.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;mom: M mu wah.(M = mom's way of saying pads. lol )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: Oohhhhh~~~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;even shirusuri used it once. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;he was checking my bag and found umm...... anyways.. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;shirusuri: *looks in bag pockets* this is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: bread?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;shirusuri: y'know, for jam. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;strawberry jam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. *makes a spreading gesture with one hand and a bread with the other*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: ....?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: oohhh~ yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;bread&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/rolleyes.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;my god. what is up with people and bread? LOL nda pun sama. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;on another different and completely unrelated note, check this band out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.myspace.com/planetofthestereos"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.planetofthestereos.com/potslogo_white.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;its an australian band. their video was(and still is) in my phone's videos clips file. it was there when i bought it so yeah. seems they won some sort of nokia competition thus the default in the video clip being in my phone. that is an awesome deal. you win a competition sponsored by a major company that sells phones with music as the main feature and make your song readily available on that one phone model(a.k.a 5700) that sells everywhere, because you cant really get it anywhere else. except youtube. the video clip i mean. thats kinda a subtle way to start it, but still a good start indeed. great in fact.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;they were previously known as the view, but now called the planet of the stereos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.myspace.com/planetofthestereos"&gt;planet of the stereos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VFL7bgJ-T4M"&gt;the video i meant.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;more links on the side profile of the video. so yeah, check them out cause they're awesome. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-3091737485877568715?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/3091737485877568715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=3091737485877568715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3091737485877568715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3091737485877568715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/10/thing-about-periods.html' title='the thing about periods..'/><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-23904148.post-751259611437063758</id><published>2007-09-27T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T13:42:53.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a lousy everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;one of my classmates is moving to PT. its just funny how when we were just getting acquainted, only when he was about to leave. force of habit kali. especially when you know that someone is leaving, you'd at least want to know a bit of about each other. at least.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Sur asked me just yesterday if i was taking VB. i was like &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/dunno.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; then amoy said, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;what do you mean you dont know?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; i honestly dont know. i didnt even know that i took VB.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so being confused as hell, i went to the admin to check on what i didnt have a clue about. how did my name got on the list when i didnt even sign up for it? they told me to look for the then green baju kurong lady(lol), so i did. there were some electrical problems as well, so we kinda got out of class early and wandered around a bit. blackouts in broad daylight has always been awesome. i mean, if your indoors and closed all the drapes or anything to let the sun out of the room. so yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so, i went and checked with the lady; and she said it was a free class they gave to those of us who have no classes in the afternoon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;how come i wasnt informed?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;lady: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;i put a memo on the board.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;me: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;what... board? :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;seriously, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;what board?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; how come i've never seen it? cali. pasal ani tah i missed 3 consecutive classes in VB. but then, it suddenly became a good thing cause the class is actually flexible and i can pick which semester i want to do it. and since its getting closer to raya, and i already missed the classes; might as well miss the whole thing at least until next semester(if i dont change my mind that is).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so, this is the new nokia N95 with internal 8GB memory. yup, you read it right; INTERNAL. no memory card needed. im only posting this up cause i like the pasty black color, those shiny ones are nice; but they scratch easily y'know?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh, and i have been msn-less for a couple days now and thanks to that, it has forced me to upgrade my msn to the latest one. i dont mind though, just that i'll have to need big bro's &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and i would like to recommend this to watch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.impawards.com/tv/posters/class.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, macam batah plang sudah(but not really jua) but yeah, just give it a chance. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-751259611437063758?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/751259611437063758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=751259611437063758' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/751259611437063758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/751259611437063758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/09/lousy-everything.html' title='a lousy everything.'/><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-23904148.post-879168460707865275</id><published>2007-09-21T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T02:40:40.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just visiting.</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/89CR7qmI_x/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/89CR7qmI_x/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it took me a while to find this song so i could download it. lol was watching the movie(a great movie at that!) and i just love the song. its undoubted good for... y'know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/naughty.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so tadi in the afternoon, we went to visit the grandparents' graves and her imullah. at the end of it, i looked around the place and wondered if i'd ever met or seen all these people unknowingly, and whether i'd have a chance to know them personally; if ever. nyeh. when we were about to leave, her imullah's song played in the radio.. i was like,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;oh my god...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" so while waiting for my turn to pour the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;aing asah-asahan&lt;/span&gt; to the graves, i sat in the car for a while until the song is finished. *sigh* i cant help but think that what i felt the last time we all went out together was one of the signs. i know that everything happens for a reason, its just a huge surprise when it came. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;on our way home, we went to the pasar gadong to buy stuff for sungkai. met izzul. he thinks i dont remember him when i really do. i guess its been that long eh? lol he was looking at some ginger the last time i saw him before i went, it kinda made me think like hes taking up cooking as his career or something. but when you think about it though, he does look good in that white chef outfit/attire.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and last but definitely not least:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Mc8PKUYJYG/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Mc8PKUYJYG/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="80" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ok, im hooked. oh, and starting from 3:21 is my favorite. and when your done with it at 3:59(actually, it ends at 4:04 but just go with me here), go back to 3:21 and that would be the end credits for the movie. i think.&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/23904148-879168460707865275?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/879168460707865275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=879168460707865275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/879168460707865275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/879168460707865275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-visiting.html' title='just visiting.'/><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-23904148.post-393894288460409964</id><published>2007-09-18T14:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-22T19:08:49.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world is fueled with irony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so saturday was fun. lol we got so high on laughter and god knows why it even started, but yeah we quickly got burnt out just as fast. bummer. i had a headache that morning cause i barely slept. plus dad's driving doesnt really help the situation. one thing about it though, dad's driving is somewhat unique. its like, hes intentionally(but hes really not) driving the way he does, just to make me feel sick. well, not just me; everybody in the family thinks so too. and you'd think all this time, i got used to it already... but no, im not and neither does everyone else! ntah, cana kah ia bawa kerita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;when we were about to go home, we stopped by KB for a while to try dad's luck on this thing he wanted fixed at miri but cant. i got woken up just in time to falsely hope that we'll be able to go one way when they actually went the other. klo nda, i would've found out where the &lt;a href="http://purevolume.com/1stquarter"&gt;first quarter&lt;/a&gt; jammed a.k.a maziz's and faiz's place. they're brothers i think. we also went to the tamu buah and tudong saji! lol i've wanted to see tudong saji for ages.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so, i bought a couple of things.. but what i loved the most was this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;front&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/IMG164.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/IMG166.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/IMG168.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/IMG169.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/IMG170.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it was in the mixed pile and i got it for a cheap price. they even have this in white. i though jungle ape(JAPE for short) was practically a random name they came up with just to sell shirts, and is not actually a real brand.. but it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://beconfused.com/images/2007/07/Jungle-Ape-is-an-imitation-of-bathing-ape.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i mean, just yesterday i saw two guys wearing JAPE wear and i was shocked! at first i couldnt make out what it was, i could only read the jungle part; the ape was crumpled up but it was definately there. but what are the odds of me buying a JAPE shirt and having people here wear them first before i did? lol so they sell JAPE here? or not? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/dunno.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; i got that off another's site btw cause i was googling jungle ape and its the only one i could find, that showed what i was looking for. sorta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and according to that site, JAPE is a pirated version of BAPE. BAPE is bathing ape btw. but yeah, you'll have more luck finding BAPE than JAPE on google anyways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://blog.slamtown.com/roller2/resources/slamtown/bape.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;even so, i still like JAPE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-393894288460409964?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/393894288460409964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=393894288460409964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/393894288460409964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/393894288460409964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/09/world-is-fueled-with-irony.html' title='the world is fueled with irony'/><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-23904148.post-7712500847515703489</id><published>2007-09-15T00:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-15T01:35:17.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i come with a warning tag.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;people might not believe me when i say i dont remember saying such things, but apparently i am quite blunt with my words. how'd it happen is really beyond me. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/dunno.gif" /&gt; honest to goodness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as of late, i've been having some short-term memory losses. one example; during orientation day, i met this woman in green to sign some papers. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt; the orientation was done, the girls i was with(and seems to not want to get separated from each other due to us all being new at the same time, which is awesome to say the least) wanted to see the woman in green. i was like,"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;huh? adakan?&lt;/span&gt;" for one thing, these were also the same girls who saw me meet the woman itself earlier that day. it was utter confusion, but mostly in their part. lol i dont know.. maybe im taking this too literal. maybe im just too ignorant at the time or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, its now coming to the third day of puasa. happy fasting people. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/wavey.gif" /&gt; might just go to the airport next week to see a friend off. oh, and we're going on a road-trip later! &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also a few of my cousins started getting new phones. saya jealous hantap. :(&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/23904148-7712500847515703489?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7712500847515703489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7712500847515703489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7712500847515703489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7712500847515703489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-come-with-warning-tag.html' title='i come with a warning tag.'/><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-23904148.post-4379579748303992425</id><published>2007-09-11T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T00:00:40.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not what i expected.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so~ yesterday wasnt exactly what i expected, but it was alright. there were actually more people than i had in mind, which is good actually. and there were only 3 girls including me, while the rest are guys. :s it actually took way too long than expected to finish, in my opinion. nyeh. whats interesting about it is that one of them told us to call him by his name and not sir or anything that is seen as showing respect? lol not that he doesnt demand it, but just that its odd when someone you presume to want to be called as sir; would actually want to be called by his name. you would only do that when hes not around, but when he does; its kinda weird actually. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like for example; when in school you'd probably call teachers in class well, teachers. lol but when they're out of sight, you'd call them by their names. its just natural like that or habit but whatever. lol so yeah, he wants to be called by his name, in his presence. :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, dad picked up a pretty interesting stranger, not exactly a stranger to him; but just to me. so yeah, he said some pretty awesome things like how come im not driving myself to gadong and how when we saw the white echo with green top car for those just taking their lessons, while pointing out the fact that the one driving was too old to be considered as a just a 'student' to dad. lol that made my day. cause you see, dad doesnt plan on letting me take my license until im done with my studies, which i think will take ages. thats just a bloody excuse to want to send me to places while they still can, since im the youngest and all. ceh. sucks. sucks i tell ya! &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt; i mean, whatever happened to girls and guys are the same shit? mom said that btw and its just one of the rarest times that she does, and when i bring it up, she'd contradict herself. how great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in response to that, the radio played good charlotte - emotionless. good charlotte has somehow made a good background music on my life with their songs. they just appear at the right place, at the right time. i mean the songs. 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/23904148-4379579748303992425?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/4379579748303992425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=4379579748303992425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4379579748303992425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4379579748303992425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/09/not-what-i-expected.html' title='not what i expected.'/><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-23904148.post-1941064716633704031</id><published>2007-09-08T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T23:20:04.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>laughly day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so, cant wait for monday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggrin.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; i got called yesterday and the admin said i needed to come earlier than im supposed to.. um, ok. didnt think it'd be right to ask so i didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;also yesterday, i started playing resident evil 4 on wii. im nearly done with it. lol yeah well, you should've seen the crazy look i had on yesterday.. damn zombies are so persistant! this game would be hella fun if they offered the choice of buying ammos, and not having to resort to saving 'em for later use. i like to go crazy with my ammunitions thanks, especially when they are so fucking annoying!! die! diee!! dieee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the day started off with being shaken awake. them asswipe cousins greeted me with 2 mobile phones pointed at my direction... &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt; yes, they recorded my pissed off moody wake-up routine. its only a routine, if someone disturbs my sleep and the time is no excuse for that. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt; i was more confused than anything, by how they even got here really. lol they said they walked, but one of them lives in selayun so hah? nothing made sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, that was before i actually woke up. when i finally did, it all made perfect sense. lol actually, this was their second sabotage on me. damn.&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/23904148-1941064716633704031?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1941064716633704031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1941064716633704031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1941064716633704031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1941064716633704031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/09/laughly-day.html' title='laughly 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-23904148.post-6628418194887627719</id><published>2007-09-06T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-06T00:51:42.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i actually struggled when i tried to go to sleep yesterday. lol trying to change my nocturnal state by sleeping early, but it ended up the same way and sleeping around almost the same time even if i hit the sack earlier than i used to. crap. im hopeless. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;at the moment, im also trying to get my blogging mojo back. lol the one i had in late december and early january. i need to be influenced in a certain way to get it, but totally worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so umm.. brb yeah? lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-6628418194887627719?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/6628418194887627719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=6628418194887627719' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6628418194887627719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6628418194887627719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/09/damn.html' title='damn.'/><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-23904148.post-4575769700388388533</id><published>2007-09-02T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T21:54:32.842+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the drama i call, my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;//amy winehouse - love is a losing game.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;saw si kekroll tadi. no surprise really considering his dad's cousin is also my mom's cousin as well. but they're not siblings though. his parents and my mom love to talk about us. not in a suggesting to-get-together kinda talk mind you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; i mean, its just damn annoying.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;right now im putting salt on the already wide open wound. its just &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; isnt it? when you choose to not see what you dont want to see, yet you cant help but see it still. why do i keep stumbling upon it anyways? even though its evident enough that im the only one against it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;someone called me up yesterday. 6 missed calls. AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAH. it was from a (no number) person. i left my phone in my room, and when i came back to check it, 6 freaking missed call. from 3+ pm. i guess it was important maybe? but why did it not have a number anyways? now i wont know who it is. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i like effortless compassion. ntah, i just felt like typing that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;its kinda annoying that the people whose blog i keep visiting keeps having the same previous post that i already read. UPDATE LAH PEOPLE! so yeah, im gonna do the same thing now cause it seems i do it too. lol i mean the updating thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-4575769700388388533?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/4575769700388388533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=4575769700388388533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4575769700388388533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4575769700388388533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/09/drama-i-call-my-life.html' title='the drama i call, my life.'/><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-23904148.post-8265501060939275555</id><published>2007-09-01T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T00:41:16.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i dont need to be understood.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;hello juuudaaaassss~~~~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/wavey.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;watched the first season of the 70's show yesterday and now watching the 2nd. all i gotta say is, i like hyde and his blonde curls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggthumpup.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; i like his cynical sarcasm and brutally honest attitude. you dont see that everyday do you? lol its too bad the older seasons only has him in a fro than the curls. the curls are nice. it looked pretty good on him. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;speaking of which, someone actually listened to mee~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;-syuk- just sent you a nudge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have just sent a nudge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-syuk- says:&lt;br /&gt;you!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;undefined; less than three says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/runaway.gif" /&gt; i was innocent!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sYuk- says:&lt;br /&gt;hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sYuk- says:&lt;br /&gt;aku rebonding udah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sYuk- says:&lt;br /&gt;hahahha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sYuk- says:&lt;br /&gt;=P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;undefined; less than three says:&lt;br /&gt;yay!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;undefined; less than three says:&lt;br /&gt;pic!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;undefined; less than three says:&lt;br /&gt;picccc!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;undefined; less than three says:&lt;br /&gt;pic damnit!!!!!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ok, i take full responsibility for that. i really &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;was&lt;/span&gt; guilty. lol you see, he has curls right, so i went and suggested that he'd straighted them out cause it'd look pretty nice. i honestly think he wouldnt take it seriously.. but he did! well, i kinda did force him in a way, but that was done all in good fun. at least to me. lol he said it looked cool. so hopefully pics will come soon. he didnt give them to me cause he just came back from KL when he chatted me up. that was around 12+ am i think. he was very lagging too. and his reason for that was cause it has been too long since he talked to a bruneian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/ugh2.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-8265501060939275555?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/8265501060939275555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=8265501060939275555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8265501060939275555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8265501060939275555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-dont-need-to-be-understood.html' title='i dont need to be understood.'/><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-23904148.post-1270291913102211993</id><published>2007-08-27T01:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T03:07:48.559+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the stronger the lock, the bigger the secret.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;//breaking benjamin - phobia album&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;something has made me blog today, something awesome. :) but it has completely nothing to do with everything thats gonna come after this paragraph. but honestly though, how ironic can that be? huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so. a sentence kept appearing itself inside my head until i mouthed it out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;leave me to die here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. i knew it was something from a song, but i didnt know which it was so i went and looked for it. and heres the weird part. i havent actually listened to the song much since a month or so ago. atu pun, i wasnt even into it. i mean, it was ok.. but i skipped through the whole album and didnt even finish listening to them properly. huh. so then, i found out it was breaking benjamin - evil angel. again, huh. i relistened to the whole album again and surprisingly enough, i liked it. the whole album. i dont know why its so different now, but i just like it. i didnt know why it kept appearing inside my head though. i wasnt thinking it, thats for sure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;had a kyle XY marathon just now on my 2nd bro's laptop. second season. w00t!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so dad has made it a final decision on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;HIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; pick. pfft. i dont really get whats hes trying to do actually. i tried to make him ease a bit and told him the benefits of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;MY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; choice. how its financially pleasing. but no~ he wants to be a big man with big decisions; and when all things come crashing down, he'll fucking blame me for it and pull the oh-so-classic guilt card and starts rambling on about things in the past which he so loves to bring up. i never asked for it. i have my own needs man. seriously. what are you trying to prove? that all your choices always end up the same way? i've let you make the choices for me before, so please let me have what i want this time. just this one time. cant i crack that hard head of yours so i can go for something i think is right? so i can blame myself for my own mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;actually, all the things you brought up, i opted against it really. i wanted to tell you, i dont want all the flashy stuff; i just want what i want. your expectations of me were too high for me to reach and it only got higher as years past by. i didnt know how much i had to climb to please you until things started happening on its own accord. ok. i admit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;i let it happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. i just couldnt take it anymore. all the hard work i did just lead to the same thing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;the same fucking thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;. the change in the program wasnt there. i saw it and you obviously knew. all i asked for was just a simple thing, but you denied me that. why? why do you ask so much of me when you've  only contributed to my destruction?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1270291913102211993?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1270291913102211993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1270291913102211993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1270291913102211993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1270291913102211993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/08/stronger-lock-bigger-secret.html' title='the stronger the lock, the bigger the secret.'/><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-23904148.post-6605170294022640399</id><published>2007-08-25T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T02:16:54.483+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there! all happy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;mally asked me something peculiarly odd just now and i replied without asking why. lol well, she cleared it up without my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;help&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; so. thats explanation enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;seriously though, do i really not look my age that much? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;well, things are somewhat going according to plan. its a 50:50 thing now since dad had his own pick of what i already wanted. i keep pushing the idea but he seems determined on going with his. that would suck because the reason why i want it so bad is so i'd be able to go with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. though, probably a bit late; but at least better late than never.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so then i realized.. i'll never have a life full of fun and adventure. nope. that doesnt seem to have my name written all over it. sure i can wait for another few years when everyone has grown out of that phase while im just starting to grow into it. if thats the case, then all hope is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;already&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; lost. i can feel that everyone is starting to settle down with things and im just having a little tiny taste of it. of what everyone is growing out of. go ahead. tell me,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;good things come to those who wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" tell me,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;it would all be worth it in the end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"... pfft. empty words. i dont feel what your trying to tell me. i dont get it. please elaborate. its totally pointless to tell me the good side of things when i havent even experience them. so stop already. stop promising things that wont even happen. that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;wont&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; ever happen for that matter. i'll never have a phase that i can proudly say i've gone through, that i've experienced - nothing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-6605170294022640399?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/6605170294022640399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=6605170294022640399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6605170294022640399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6605170294022640399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/08/there-all-happy.html' title='there! all happy!'/><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-23904148.post-1929755694096594605</id><published>2007-08-19T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T03:05:21.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'>insanity written in tears.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/tears.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;yes. as you might've noticed now, im using what i typed at my msn for my title. if you dont, then im telling you. also, if everytime i change it into something else, its a sign that i updated or in the process of updating this. just a heads up alrighty?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so. a few days ago, the sis went ahead and opened a new bag of chocs. of course i opted against it. she then said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;kenapa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" and my reply was,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;kesian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;.................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA  wtf? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/confused.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; i had no idea what just came out of my mouth. but yeah. i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;like&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; love to cherish the moments i have with my chocs thank you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; its just that, they opened 2 other new bags then as well, so that just means it'll be finished much, much quicker. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so. things were looking up until it started crumbling down no thanks to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. they said if i got it this time around, i'd be able to get my license. obviously, they said it with an air of confidence, which made me think i wouldnt get it either. so when i did get it, they go ahead and make up excuses on why i shouldnt be taking it instead. like wtf? why say it when you dont really mean it? and this wasnt exactly the first time damnit! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;other than that, been playing NDS a lot. the last time, it was wii wasnt it? lol well yeah. i just found out that nintendo game consoles can be used alongside each other, meaning; the NDS can be used as a controller when playing wii. but its only for one game only so far i think. which is the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" href="http://pokemon-games.com/pokemonbattlerev/"&gt;pokemon battle revolution&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;. if the link doesnt work, then wiki it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;for the first time ever, flex the power of you pokedex on Wii from Nintendo in Pokemon Battle Revolution. Import your favorite Pokemon from Pokemon Diamond and Pokemon Pearl, then battle your friends using Nintendo DS as a controller. Put your Pokemon to the ultimate test at home, or take-on foes from around the globe with Nintendo Wi-Fi Connection. Battling has never looked better or been bigger than in Pokemon Battle Revolution.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ncsxshop.com/images/products/large/1206/pokemon_battle_revolution.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pokemony.com/section_pics/76/connect.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;oh and did i mention the game offers you to actually pick a gender you want to be? like either a boy or a girl. its something i was definitely sakai about because its usually put as a boy on default for these games.. but now you can pick! both pearl and diamond offers it btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.universo-nintendo.com/files/Imagenes/Entrenadores_Pokemon_Battle_Revolution.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;sakai, sakai. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1929755694096594605?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1929755694096594605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1929755694096594605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1929755694096594605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1929755694096594605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/08/insanity-written-in-tears.html' title='insanity written in tears.'/><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-23904148.post-8459675031902542448</id><published>2007-08-11T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-14T17:56:50.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when one's happiness is another's tragedy</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;yesterday went to gran's place to attend a birthday party of one of my younger cousins. it was awesome! lol well, maybe cause hes turning one and/or that im meeting the usual crowd after not so long ago. err, yeah. but i ended up slipping away from them to hang out with my old crowd. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/tongue.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; and it just seems like forever we havent been hanging out like we used to when we were kids.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;they had 2 extra cakes for my uncle(the birthday boy's dad) and my other boy cousin. they were belated birthday cakes, and both didnt really expect it i think. though, i had to admit, i didnt know my uncle was turning 36 already. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;before we went home, 2 cousins of mine started shouting,"tukul! tukul!" while making a knocking gesture of a hammer and laughed when the mentioned uncle reappeared after taking a shower and changed. wanna know why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Image021-2.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;2 cool = tukul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;get it? LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/laugh.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;2nd bro just texted me to ask what i wanted him to buy for me. did i mention how awesome he is? no? well, he is. :) i didnt know what i wanted, so i jokingly said err some things. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;i've been randomly going on about some things in my head, which resulted in me laughing my ass off sarcastically, for no apparent reason when people are around. well, im lucky enough that people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &gt; arent around when i start thinking too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;you may not remember, but you'll never forget&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;y'know, i really should take pictures of this odd phenomenon im going through. just to prove that im not really exaggerating on it. so yeah. pics will come if not soon, then later. or ever. who knows right? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;" &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/23904148-8459675031902542448?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/8459675031902542448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=8459675031902542448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8459675031902542448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8459675031902542448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-ones-happiness-is-anothers-tragedy.html' title='when one&apos;s happiness is another&apos;s tragedy'/><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-23904148.post-5296885669641808380</id><published>2007-08-09T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T00:20:41.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i always catch the clock at 11:11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i saw a blue beetle with the license plate of 287. whoopee~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaanyway, just came back from the airport. 2nd bro went to singapore for the weekend with his friends for 'work'. hah! as if. i dont even believe it one bit. but yeah, before he went off, he gave me money, which is kinda weird cause why would he give me money when hes the one going away from the country? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/confused.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; either way, im not complaining and thanx. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;the day before, i went to the airport as well to send my uncle off for umrah. saw mofoster there. he passed me by and all i could do was stare at him in shock before actually wanting to take a picture to post up at brustu. lol tapi nda sampat. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;uhh, what else? -- oh yeah, been playing prince of persia: rival swords on wii for 5 straight days. lol my right arm hurts like hell, and im stuck at the final boss stage. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; speedkill FTMFW! i'll gladly play it all over again just so i could do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and been playing sudoku with the same brother the last few days on msn eventhough we were practically sitting next to each other. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/sudoku1.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/sudoku.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/redface.gif" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;but, but i won it the next time around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/sudoku2.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/sudoku3.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;NYAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&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/23904148-5296885669641808380?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/5296885669641808380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=5296885669641808380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5296885669641808380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/5296885669641808380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-always-catch-clock-at-1111.html' title='i always catch the clock at 11:11'/><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-23904148.post-4127111631856309749</id><published>2007-08-01T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T01:37:01.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>damn it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOL. i havent finished reading the damn 7th book since my 2nd bro bought it on 21st july. :s its not that im a slow reader or anything, im just taking my time reading it; taking it all in slowly and clearly since its the last of the series and all. so yeah. its kinda pathetic to me. lol now im starting to question myself whether i should go on reading it or wait for the movie to come out and be surprised at the ending. hmm. very tempting but it'll be a while till the movie comes out though. and people around me are threatening to spoil the ending for me already. :( i had to ignore people's review on it so i wouldnt be tempted to read it. lol i mean c'mon, theres like less than 30 pages left and i really dont feel like reading it. :s if compared to waiting for the movie, it'll take less time.. but entah. waiting for it will make it all somewhat worthwhile? like a small '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;' to end it all?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/dunno.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;nyeh. im still thinking about it. because everytime i watched the movie, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; whats gonna happen although, not exactly how i imagined it; but the point is i know what the ending is gonna be. its no fun like that, i want it to be different for the final one. so we'll see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;today, the mr. softy truck was going around our area and i heard it past by. so without thinking, i decided to go out and try my luck at calling it over so i'd be able to buy it. lol i was left at home with the brothers btw, so they were pretty surprised that the noise actually got louder. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;my only means of blogging now is through my 2nd bro's laptop which is reaaallllyyyyyyy not my first choice. but since the sis took hers back even though she almost never uses it now cause her hubby brought a complete pc set here in their room; i've had to resort to this. and her only reason for taking it back was, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;"its still mine helloo~" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;whats that got to do with anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so what? is it just gonna collect dust in the corner?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-4127111631856309749?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/4127111631856309749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=4127111631856309749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4127111631856309749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4127111631856309749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/08/damn-it.html' title='damn it!'/><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-23904148.post-1547237301286436910</id><published>2007-07-28T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T21:54:15.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>287</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so, its finally here. 287. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i know what your thinking, what the hell? right? its got nothing to do with me whatsoever and yet, i still love the date. well, i dont know really. despite it being one of my cousin's birthday; it somehow manage to pop itself out of everything and everywhere my eyes can see. it does kinda suck in a way.. but i cant help but get so worked up about it. like today, for instance; is my 2nd year of being in brustu. the reason i joined was because of the stpri thing back in 2005. i brought along pyee and shirusuri to join me. pyee a little later plang.. but still. then a year later, someone pointed out that my join date was 287. i didnt realize it until then, but yeah. then it dawned on me that there might be something more to this than i thought.  but i couldnt seem to figure it out... yet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but it is kinda funny though. figuratively speaking. i love even numbers ever since i was a kid and yet, my birthday came out to be an odd number. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;oh and about the movie.. it was alright. i liked it. although, they did cut out the quidditch(sp?) part on the whole; which was something i was actually looking forward to watching cause ron was gonna play keeper and all.. so i thought it might be interesting to watch. tapi nada. :( besides that, no complaints i guess. like they say right? you cant cram a book into a movie whose length has been shortened to a specific amount and expect all the teeny tiny details to be there right? but of course, if your still complaining about it, then i bet you can show the director a thing or two about movies since your the '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;expert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;' in the field eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i do read the books btw.&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/23904148-1547237301286436910?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1547237301286436910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1547237301286436910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1547237301286436910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1547237301286436910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/07/287.html' title='287'/><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-23904148.post-7339237452548937949</id><published>2007-07-17T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T03:18:59.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh man..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;im loosing track of the days and dates of time. how you ask? simple, just last week i was chatting with pyee on the day of the premier of the HP5 movie. she told me she was gonna watch it '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;nanti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;' which is actually a direct translation of soon. so i thought it was still early to book tickets. but then she said, "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;later bah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;" --.....?? i was obviously confused, so i asked her what date was it today?(for that day) and before she said anything, i found out what date it was! and i was like, SHIT! what added more insult to injury was the fact that the cinema(mall cineplex; not so sure of the others) was full till saturday! THE FUCK?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;well, i ended up not bothering about it till next week, which is this week today. people have been saying things about the movie. bad things. but i wont take that into account when i watch it. i'll try to level myself out and not think about it too much. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;stopped going to the hospital now. which is kinda a downer. i guess we got too used to going there that when its time to leave, it feels kinda.. strange? at least this time, we're leaving without dragging along a heavy heart. it was hard i admit. the fact that we came back after a few months, to go through &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; the same thing over again... it just sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7339237452548937949?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7339237452548937949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7339237452548937949' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7339237452548937949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7339237452548937949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-man.html' title='oh man..'/><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-23904148.post-2995005347656137357</id><published>2007-07-15T01:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T15:40:30.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>spaghetti sunday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i didnt realize how twisted the cousins are. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ok. so last night we had front row seats to a '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;show&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;' that we somehow find funny? :s but it &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;WAS&lt;/span&gt; really(!) funny.. at least for us. LOL its one of those, you had to be there kinda things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so heres how it went. one of our little cousins gone missing all of a sudden and the dad was looking for him. we didnt know where he went except one place, the canteen. but when the big brother was asked to check, he said "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;no, he wasnt there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;".... the first time. but the second, he nodded. :s anyway, the kid then came running to the dad(who was damn pissed btw) where we started guessing what his dad's next move is gonna be. lol we pretty much anticipated the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;worst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;things possible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; that could happen to him, something worth looking away from for a second due to too much explicity... and damn, we were laughing! laughing our guts out no less.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/laugh.gif" /&gt; but we were somehow denied of that pleasure and he got away with just the oh so classic ear tug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and i dont get why they sell spaghetti with a spoon at that place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-2995005347656137357?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/2995005347656137357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=2995005347656137357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2995005347656137357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2995005347656137357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/07/spaghetti-sunday.html' title='spaghetti sunday.'/><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-23904148.post-8533601462222136639</id><published>2007-07-13T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T20:37:04.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;... so theres this song that i keep playing over and over, because i am somehow reminded of something from it. i just dont have a clue what that 'something' is.. yet? im not even sure if i'll even remember it really. i just found out that i tend to listen to one specifically chosen song at certain major points in my life over and over, that whenever i re-listen to the song again in the somewhat distance future( lol ), it will bring me back to that phase of my life when i used to feel a certain way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;owh and when i said i left blanks in the last post, i meant that i thought they might pick it out for me or something. didnt think it was a big deal or anything like that. so yeah. i know i should've posted this at the post itself, but i keep forgetting to and im just not really bothered to edit the post cz i know people wont notice the difference anyways. this way, its for certain.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;met a familiar face last night. lol i wasnt sure how to react to it, but i figured out who it was. c-fat. not to be mistaken for fat(phat). i was part of something back then, and he was one of those that joined with me and the rest. fortunately for him, he got called back and i didnt. i wasnt complaining cz it didnt bother me. i knew i was crap at it anyways. it took me a while though to finally figure out who he was, because i wasnt used to seeing him in.. regular clothes. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;now just waiting for my drink to cool down a bit so i can drink it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-8533601462222136639?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/8533601462222136639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=8533601462222136639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8533601462222136639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/8533601462222136639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/07/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-23904148.post-3350416506307430795</id><published>2007-07-11T01:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T03:40:47.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh rain..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;it provided us with a good decent bit of drama. lol. so much fun. though, the wind kinda picked up a LOT which was a bit worrying. i mean, i can actually feel and hear the wind blowing at the glass windows. and believe me, we have a lot of glass windows.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i want a 4th floor and i want it for myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so~ the brother-in-law has been living here for more than a week now.. and its ok i guess. we're bonding a bit, which is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been downloading songs since sunday. recommended albums mostly and taking a chance on some others. so far, im not impressed. i mean the ones im taking a chance on. the recommended ones are &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggthumpup.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;been busy for nights and no its not from the damn application that can go fuck off now for all i damn care. well, its mostly my fault for leaving blanks(because i didnt know what departments they had), but i gave them my picture that i went through the trouble of getting it re-shooted. :( but they dont know that now do they? all in all; its a good thing i suppose. now people wont be seeing me in public loads now.. though, its not like its any different from before, but yeah; you catch my drift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-3350416506307430795?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/3350416506307430795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=3350416506307430795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3350416506307430795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3350416506307430795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/07/oh-rain.html' title='oh rain..'/><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-23904148.post-1477196765060685983</id><published>2007-07-08T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T16:20:18.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i change my mind..</title><content type='html'>i dont want the 5300 anymore. i want the 5500. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.boot.lv/5500sport.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know it looks simple and all that but its supposedly said to be shock-proof, dust proof and amazingly; &lt;b&gt;water proof&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img2.zol.com.cn/product/7/649/ceLmLGLtO86RQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, im kinda just tempted at testing its durability. lol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1477196765060685983?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1477196765060685983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1477196765060685983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1477196765060685983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1477196765060685983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-change-my-mind.html' title='i change my mind..'/><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-23904148.post-4804032916456493124</id><published>2007-06-25T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T02:27:46.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best three weeks of my life.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so yeah. owh, and regarding my last post's title; it just seems like the happy ending for most people i know. marrying their bestfriends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;it seems logical enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i miss.. that dude. i wonder what hes up to, since the last time we've seen each other. i miss waiting for him to come late and sit next to me just so we can laugh our guts out. thanks to him and his friends, last year ended up being not so bad as i half thought it'd be. what i missed most was the wide open conversations we had.. and me being randomly pissed off at him and not talking to him for the day. LOL. and not to mention the constant building momentum of flipping his watch open.. it was too much fun to pass up bah. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;where are you? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;owh, and speaking of which; there was a reunion at the beach last saturday. it was a general reunion -- meaning the juniors are invited as well. i wasnt really up for it cz its not specifically meant for OUR batch only. so i accidentally missed it on purpose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;theres this automatic air freshener here, that keeps reminding me of the second day of raya. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/confused.gif" /&gt; its not that its a bad thing, but it didnt really occur to me what that smell reminded me of the last few days that dad put it there.. but yeah, now i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;btw, the application is a definate bust. i dont think i'll be getting it. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-4804032916456493124?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/4804032916456493124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=4804032916456493124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4804032916456493124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4804032916456493124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/06/best-three-weeks-of-my-life.html' title='best three weeks of my life.'/><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-23904148.post-1809803526270826376</id><published>2007-06-23T01:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T02:33:09.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>marrying bestfriends frenzy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i just realized that i havent actually eaten a zinger burger in ages. the last time i had it was when i ordered it for take out and put it in my bag to eat it later that day. unfortunately for me, for some odd reason; my perfume spilled inside the bag. so, when i ate the zinger burger, it tasted like my perfume. and yet it didnt quite bother me as i finished the whole thing anyways. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;that wasnt really the reason why i stopped eating it though.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;luck is when preparation meets opportunity&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;its 2.17am and im in the same place as the cousins; who are actually sleeping over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i have absolutely nothing else to say. cant you tell?&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; owh, actually i do. a few weeks ago(actually, it was a long time ago; but lets just pretend) i asked c-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;kacang&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; whether she was a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;true&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; KB-ian or not. by what she told me, i &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;think&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; she said she and her sibs are true KB-ians but their parents are originally from bandar. so yeah. owh, and ever since the cousins started sleeping over, i've been waking up pretty early. for my standards that is. :s and it kinda sucks not being able to go back to sleep without being bothered. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ok. now i REALLY dont have anything to say. well, not really. but yeah, whats done is done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1809803526270826376?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1809803526270826376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1809803526270826376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1809803526270826376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1809803526270826376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-just-realized-that.html' title='marrying bestfriends frenzy.'/><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-23904148.post-1024085047625973696</id><published>2007-06-20T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-20T18:26:19.381+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"ok, burnt is fine." LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ktzXs99AmfE"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ktzXs99AmfE" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2jl0ag826uo"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2jl0ag826uo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1024085047625973696?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1024085047625973696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1024085047625973696' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1024085047625973696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1024085047625973696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok-burnt-is-fine-lol.html' title='&quot;ok, burnt is fine.&quot; 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-23904148.post-3649681030870025415</id><published>2007-06-18T01:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T23:48:00.897+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopefully..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;well, i thought it'd be very interesting to have the same circle of friends as the SO. not that i have one that is.. but yeah. especially when the introduction part comes in. you dont even need to do it cause all of you already met! nyeh. because i dont like having the friends and SO feel awkward around each other, being left out&lt;/span&gt; on things that somewhat matters..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;today was funny. LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;last friday, the cousins came and slept over. they always do this, talking late at night about things that happened or already happened; thats scary to the point that one even shared a single bed with me. LOL we then went out the following saturday and basically just spoilt a supposedly 2-only date. :s both of them didnt talk much to each other.. and i kinda feel a little bad about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;we kept changing our minds on what movie to watch. LOL this always happen. we each wanted to watch a different movie than the other; and when we decided on one, we changed that one too. for the final time. crazy, but fun. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the cherry on top of a very uneventful day was basically when a guy cousin went missing and totally ignored my texts when we said we were going home. when i saw him, he totally just burst out saying wheres the girl? so seeing as he had a 'package' to deliver; i helped him find her. we texted the girl and her sister and it was crazy! when he received a text, he ran like mad down the escalators so fast, i couldnt keep up with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so instead, i went to the car and told him to wait at McD instead of coming back to the mall. he actually didnt wait at McD. and just as soon as he came inside the car, i was damn pissed. not because he didnt wait where i told him to wait, but for not telling me earlier so i wouldnt get worried. this happened before, and it didnt have similar, happier endings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owh and did i mention that i over-ordered at pizza hut for the past month or so? when i i say over-ordered, i meant i kept calling them over and over, day by day; just to order that one thing im addicted to. baked spicy chicken penne. now, its coming back to bite me in the ass! the delivery guys are starting to look too familiar for my liking. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; a good thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im also planning on applying somewhere. its a surprise. :) actually, someone suggested it and i didnt really took it seriously until yesterday. but its everything against what he thought it'd be. sorta.&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/23904148-3649681030870025415?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/3649681030870025415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=3649681030870025415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3649681030870025415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3649681030870025415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/06/hopefully.html' title='hopefully..'/><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-23904148.post-1133381684187421158</id><published>2007-06-10T01:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T01:59:04.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;//30 seconds to mars - the kill&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;2 days ago, i had my first unofficial '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;driving lesson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;' with a cousin of mine. he came over to get a few series and animes to watch, so yeah. he does this often btw. it was basically good the way he came all of a sudden, and the rents came out and apparently talked to him about a few things specifically in my presence; just to annoy me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so ok. the lesson? it was pretty convenient that he came over when the rents were on their way out. but it didnt really happen until he was about to go home. and there were no real intentions to have this so called lesson anyways. so when he was at the door, i hinted that i wanted to drive his car, i dont really care if its just brief; but like i said, i wanted to drive so bad. so he went out, and held the door for me; and i thought he just needed company to walk to his car so i followed him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;then he started the car and without thinking, i went and sat at the passenger seat. he then reversed the car to where it lead straight out of my place, and came out with the door wide open and came to my side. i was basically shocked, cz i didnt think he'd take me seriously! so i went and sat on the driver's seat and him as the passenger. i was pretty hyped! LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;and i did pretty good if i say so myself. the brother thought i'd be taking it too fast, but i didnt. pretty average lah. AND, im proud to say that i dont have the killer brake that the other sibs seem to have. w00t! lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;well, its not over yet. ok, more like it hasnt even started; but i'll take what i can get. cz it seems the rents are in no rush to let me take my license anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;basically, i dont care what they think of me anymore. i somehow have this distinct feeling like they are basically stuck with me. and yeah, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: georgia;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; the other way around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1133381684187421158?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1133381684187421158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1133381684187421158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1133381684187421158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1133381684187421158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/06/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-23904148.post-7550832179152624372</id><published>2007-05-25T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T20:46:08.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>misery loves company,</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;//good charlotte - misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;to whomever i chatted with just now, and those that are brustuers; im sorry if i sound like im pushing u guys away, when im really not. i was just in a hurry cz i wasnt really preparing myself cz you guys kept IM-ing me when im about to go out. :s so yeah. lol. also, if you happened to see me online at brustu, when im not on msn; well, i kinda forgot to log out from it.. so yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/ugh.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; im sorry. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;went with the rents. im glad i went, cz i found this black and white striped long fitted tee that i wanted. actually, i found one that i liked online, but it was red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 312px; height: 375px; font-family: georgia;" src="http://www.werkshop.com/werkshop/new-images/icons/AvrLa.StrTeReWh.big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;basically, im a sucker for stripes. and yeah, it says avril on the shirt. i found it while browsing around for merchandises. i actually wanted the girlfriend tee if i decided not to get the stripes one. its also a long fitted tee btw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 620px; height: 433px; font-family: georgia;" src="http://www.werkshop.com/werkshop/new-images/icons/AvrLa.HeaAnCrGiTe.Blk.big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 620px; height: 433px; font-family: georgia;" src="http://www.werkshop.com/werkshop/new-images/icons/AvrLa.HeaAnCrGiTe.Pnk.big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i want the black one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/biggrin.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;well, ever since the brother became an ebay addict, i went ahead and jumped on the bandwagon. lol :p actually, hes introduced to the ebay world a lot later than the older brother; but hey, better late then never right? so yeah, i browsed around for merchs due to this. and i asked him if he could buy them for me. XD im willing to pay if i have too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-7550832179152624372?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/7550832179152624372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=7550832179152624372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7550832179152624372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/7550832179152624372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/05/misery-loves-company.html' title='misery loves company,'/><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-23904148.post-635708330310357031</id><published>2007-05-24T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T12:34:53.254+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im putting my heart out on display.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;//good charlotte - broken hearts parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i cant wait. i simply cant. cause i wanna drive so bad. :( usually, when the sibs are about to go for their driving lesson, dad would personally teach them the basics first with the pajero. this is partly the reason why the sibs are known for their &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: georgia;"&gt;killer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; brakes. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i got ass cramps. well, i guess its semi-worth it. a drama unfolded in front of our house the other day, and i couldnt help but record it. lol long story short, CATFIGHT! if you want the video, tell me. xp but im having mixed feelings on putting it up on multiply really. its times like these that makes me appreciate that i have something around to record it with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughwiggle.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt; ok fine, fine. the v-cam is pretty useful, as chunky as it is; but still useful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/rolleyes.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i drafted this yesterday i think. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ok, lets get to the now. i havent slept. this is a first for me. one word for sleep deprivation, sucks. im almost in my 24th hour now btw. its funny how im not even the least bit tired, but im having all these other things like headaches and mental retardedness. like just now, i just got high with the sis tadi, and that was when we were setting up my bed in my newly painted room. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ow, ow, ow. ok, im giving in. my headache is killing me. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-635708330310357031?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/635708330310357031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=635708330310357031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/635708330310357031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/635708330310357031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/05/im-putting-my-heart-out-on-display.html' title='im putting my heart out on display.'/><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-23904148.post-1424446282410310680</id><published>2007-05-17T01:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T03:03:21.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i get asked this a lot...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;and it kinda sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;"are you bruneian?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOL. i find that totally funny. why? well, to answer that question; yes, i am bruneian.. i just dont know the few places here, and where they're located. LOL i mean, people would casually tell me where they live when i asked, or if i they're bringing me somewhere; and if i dont know where that is; the question,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;where is that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" comes up, and thats where they ask me that bruneian question. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/laugh.gif" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;its funny how most of those people who says that to me, dont really know each other; and yet, the pattern(and sarcasm), are oddly familiar. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i went to a non-halal restaurant once. i dont remember the name of the restaurant, but it was very near to the school. it apparently didnt occur to me that most of my friends arent muslim. so yeah, they brought me to this restaurant so they can buy something for lunch and eat it at school. we came in and there were people staring at us. and the friends noticed it. lol and they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;JUST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; seemed to notice that they were all actually staring at me!! i had that question mark look when lim looked at me and said,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;uh-oh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;". sri was pointing to me when jam was saying,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;what?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" it took her a while; but yeah she went,"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;owwwhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;" yeah, that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;'owh'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; didnt mean anything to me cz i was still clueless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;so we (me and jam) went out of the restaurant. she pushed me out btw. on my way out, i noticed something at the glass window....... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;" &gt;NON-HALAL?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/eek3.gif" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt; i didnt notice that! LOL but yeah, she explained why, and it finally sunk in. yeah, we had to go out of the place, so that i'll know. telling me earlier would've been &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;more&lt;/span&gt; helpful dont you think?&lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt; well, i was only accompanying them to buy their pau. which i later found out was pork pau. :s but yeah, they laughed at me for it. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;but it was still kinda funny. lol the thing was; a LOT of people were eating at that restaurant at the time. lol it felt kinda weird being stared at. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-1424446282410310680?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1424446282410310680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1424446282410310680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1424446282410310680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1424446282410310680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-get-asked-this-lot.html' title='i get asked this a lot...'/><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-23904148.post-2648968984815695036</id><published>2007-05-11T16:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T03:54:02.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A... dream?</title><content type='html'>Using mail to blogger right nw, since im no where near a computer or&lt;br&gt;laptop. I just wanted to post this up before i forget.&lt;p&gt;When i woke up just now, i remembered that i dreamt about death. Not&lt;br&gt;mine, but these 2 guys i know of. One of them left a note to my 2nd&lt;br&gt;brother and me. He was actually a cousin of mine. 2nd cousin, totally&lt;br&gt;not blood related whatsoever, but! we&amp;#39;re still close nonetheless. The&lt;br&gt;other guy, is the sis&amp;#39;s fiance&amp;#233;. :s&lt;p&gt;for one thing, no, i dont want them dead. What benefit would it give&lt;br&gt;me if it did? Nothing. I dont really choose the dreams, they just come&lt;br&gt;to me. Im sure everyone goes through the same thing. But yeah, it came&lt;br&gt;out everywhere.&lt;p&gt;The sis turned on the radio and it was something bout people sending&lt;br&gt;in their quotes and the dj reading them to the listeners. Some of them&lt;br&gt;made quotes about sins and how with every year you get older, your&lt;br&gt;actually a year closer to death. She also made comments about how&lt;br&gt;we&amp;#39;re in the modern age, and black magic is still practiced by certain&lt;br&gt;few people, to get back at other people; or even want them dead. Then&lt;br&gt;came a song, pergi takkan kembali lagi. I dont remember by who, but&lt;br&gt;yeah the song kept reminding me of imullah. And how it was true that our&lt;br&gt;fates in the after life wont all be the same for every individual.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-2648968984815695036?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/2648968984815695036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=2648968984815695036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2648968984815695036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/2648968984815695036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/05/dream.html' title='A... dream?'/><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-23904148.post-3369777137254772931</id><published>2007-05-09T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T01:47:25.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a relapse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i dont know whats wrong with me. i was reminded of something one moment, then the next; its gone. i've read somewhere that this is caused due to the fact that too much information is being taken in by the brain at the same time, resulting in a sort-of relapse. it happened to me quite often the last few days.. the good thing about it is that i remembered them back. but why do i feel like im seriously forgetting something reaaaallllllllyyyyyyyyy~ important. :s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;im sick of people asking me what i obviously dont want to answer, but heck, i brought this on myself so why try to avoid the inevitable? yeah, i guess people cant help from wanting to feel good from other people's miseries.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 295px; font-family: georgia;" src="http://www.qqestore.com/images/images_org/sanyo_xacti_vpca6_1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="width: 395px; height: 295px; font-family: georgia;" src="http://www.qqestore.com/images/images_org/sanyo_xacti_vpca6_2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;a SANYO XACTI VPC-CA6. found this in qqestore. i know the brand is practically unknown to most people, but hey; if its useable, then its alright by me. it has a 6.37-megapixel, 5x optical zoom and 12x digital zoom. whats even great about this is the fact that its moisture proof.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The outer casing of the compact and ergonomic Xacti CA6 has been specially designed to protect the camera from splashes and wet hands. Now you can enjoy recording more of the action at the poolside or on the ski slopes, without having to worry about moisture from water or snow.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;cool eh? well, i decided i should buy a smaller, and compatible sort-of v-cam so i can record moments of my life to look back on. plus, its kinda hard for me to use the current v-cam cz its damn chunky and heavy, and the video quality sucks. i also dont get to call it mine and stick shitloads of stuff to make it look like its mine. i dont even get to hide it from prying eyes with embarassing videos i keep, but dont want to delete.&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/23904148-3369777137254772931?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/3369777137254772931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=3369777137254772931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3369777137254772931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3369777137254772931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/05/relapse.html' title='a relapse.'/><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-23904148.post-1372201844060848814</id><published>2007-05-06T01:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T00:55:57.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awesomenessnessness...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;LOL. wow. i loved yesterday. it was really awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;actually, at first i thought the idea would totally bomb, but it didnt. actually it did, but something happened. which was actually good! LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="font-family: georgia;" src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/hsughr.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;went to the mall with the family and saw an old friend from ugama. when we first looked at each other, we had a '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:georgia;" &gt;moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;' and made these u-look-familiar-kinda-face to each other. then we took second glances, and finally smiled. so yeah, that totally meant we knew each other still. lol then went to the second floor and when i wanted to go to Xplorer, i turned to my parents and accidentally saw pyee! lol she stopped dead in her tracks, and i froze.... that was nice. LOL she greeted me, which was even nicer! :p well, i havent really seen her a lot lately so when it happened, its fun. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;ate our late dinner at wecan. didnt really feel like eating.. so i just decided to share with the sis with whatever she ordered. i think the waiter there have seen enough of my sappy face cz everything i ordered seems to be finished off for the day, seeing as its already late and all; and i kept making that face to him. lol the ironic thing is, there was a birthday party there! they had cake and sang happy birthday. i want a cake too.. :( then when i was moving the corn soup, i found a birthday candle! i took it, of course. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;as you can probably notice, the day turned out fine. even when i tried to plan it exactly how i wanted it to, something will always go wrong. always. but still, im glad it happened the way it did, even if it was last minute. :)&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/23904148-1372201844060848814?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/1372201844060848814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=1372201844060848814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1372201844060848814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/1372201844060848814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/05/awesomenessnessness.html' title='awesomenessnessness...'/><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-23904148.post-391800543627748887</id><published>2007-04-29T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:14:04.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a smile doesnt make all the bad things go away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;i never thought the day that i outgrew any junk foods and all the unhealthy stuff would ever come.. but it did. nyeh. i seriously dont feel like eating any of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;on a side-note, a cousin of mine overdosed on chocs a few days ago and it made her head split open. not literally of course. she was quarantined for 2 hours in the hospital. lol i never thought such things could happen. according to her mom, she kept slapping her head because of it. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;ok, i found something i liked when i went through the buyer's guide march/april edition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.megamodo.com/images/asus/mm_ASUSR1_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;so yeah. an asus R1 tablet pc. ok, i think its pretty obvious why i want it. if im not online, i'd edit pictures or make something on photoshop. so if i have this, it'd be so~ much easier for me. without having a need to buy a tablet because this is done directly on the screen. doing sketches would also be fun. hmm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;also i found:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ixbt.com/short/2k7-03/01_5700_lowres.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the nokia 5700. as you might notice, the looks are extracted from the 5300, and the shape and turnable camera to music player is that of 3250. the music player has a difference to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its funny.. it seems that i'm &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt; looking forward to it. this doesnt really happen often, but i guess its due to the fact that im gonna get my license.... hopefully. i've been hearing things bout the matter, but no ones really sure. nyeh. to be honest, this has been something i've been looking forward to all my life; if i have to wait another 3 years.. that would totally suck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-391800543627748887?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/391800543627748887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=391800543627748887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/391800543627748887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/391800543627748887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/04/smile-doesnt-make-all-bad-things-go.html' title='a smile doesnt make all the bad things go away.'/><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-23904148.post-4488743074243842703</id><published>2007-04-25T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T16:47:13.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long overdue post/entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Image171.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daiso was officially open, probably around this month or end of last month; but im not really sure. my 2nd bro and i went there to check things out. actually, we just happened to be there, at the grand opening... so yeah. they had some &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;interesting&lt;/span&gt; stuff i have to admit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Image162.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Image168.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b305/hyt28/Image166.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if ur wondering wtf that thing is, well, according to daiso; its a portable toilet! LOL so like, how does it work for us girls eh? &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/dunno.gif" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-4488743074243842703?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/4488743074243842703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=4488743074243842703' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4488743074243842703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/4488743074243842703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/04/long-overdue-postentry.html' title='long overdue post/entry'/><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-23904148.post-3577785415627789675</id><published>2007-04-23T03:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T03:21:41.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'>guess what i got?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://hyt28.multiply.com/"&gt;click me&lt;/a&gt;. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23904148-3577785415627789675?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/3577785415627789675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=3577785415627789675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3577785415627789675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/3577785415627789675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/04/guess-what-i-got.html' title='guess what i got?'/><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-23904148.post-6272320160117591836</id><published>2007-04-17T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T00:46:55.561+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i like it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;//amber pacific - gone so young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the current weather right now is awesome. its not heavily raining, although it kinda looks like it; and i like how the grey clouds make the inside of the house look dark. i wouldnt have want it any other way. i wish it could always be like this. its like, when u open the window, u can feel the breeze just blowing in ur face; and it'll be even better if u went out to experience this. i feel somehow free with this kind of weather. and if it rains heavily, even better. i'll be out there, being under it all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;i guess its weird to want something that is actually a bad thing in the first place. i mean, people dont really think that this weather is actually good. well, it actually isnt, but i like it. does it make sense? they say its somehow like a sign that somewhere near the country, is in disaster or something. possibly, but not all the time i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i think i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;might&lt;/span&gt; just be addicted to the rubik's cube. LOL and i just got hold of another one, cause the last one was lost somewhere. &lt;img src="http://smiliesftw.com/x/squint.gif" /&gt; plus, it was tiny and my hands hurt just from turning the sides.&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/23904148-6272320160117591836?l=imperfectious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/feeds/6272320160117591836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23904148&amp;postID=6272320160117591836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6272320160117591836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23904148/posts/default/6272320160117591836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://imperfectious.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-like-it.html' title='i like it.'/><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>
