<?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-8985629</id><updated>2011-10-25T07:24:22.788+08:00</updated><category term='UiTM'/><category term='self reflection'/><category term='The Passive Aggressor'/><category term='economics'/><category term='tags'/><category term='korea'/><category term='news'/><category term='politics'/><category term='music'/><category term='youtube'/><category term='football'/><category term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category term='self-reflection'/><category term='rantings'/><title type='text'>No Alarms and No Surprises Please</title><subtitle type='html'>Have to learn how to create nice header for blog -.-"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>153</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-4868958942211065342</id><published>2011-10-25T04:40:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T07:24:22.818+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><title type='text'>You.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;I've been thinking of you a lot, this morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;To fight and win your love, or to give up forever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Well, just to let you know, of what I feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;You were in my prayers, you were in my dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;I've been thinking of you a lot, this morning,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;For the seven hundred thousandth time again,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Well, just to let you know the state of what I am,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;You're in my thought since I woke up at 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Half of my heart used to think that I loved you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Now the other half thinks you're the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;But half of the love is all on me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;And the other half is yours, not returning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Now how will I win the other half of this love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;When you're so pretty, when you're so smart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Can't I even make you smile, make you happy?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Who the hell do I think I am?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Cruel it is when you stole my heart and not returning it back to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Cruel it is when someone else but me stole yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Cruel it is when my prayer to have you is not answered,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Cruel it is when I have to see you swoon over someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;Well, just to let you know the way of things right now,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px; "&gt;I'm heartbroken, again, this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-4868958942211065342?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4868958942211065342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4868958942211065342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2011/10/how-can-i-make-you-happy.html' title='You.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-3711899612064662158</id><published>2011-02-02T07:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T08:25:55.962+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Amzar On Fire People!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TUihNgs6NrI/AAAAAAAAAks/borxuGM2Pko/s1600/ledzep-theirownwings.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 389px; height: 342px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TUihNgs6NrI/AAAAAAAAAks/borxuGM2Pko/s400/ledzep-theirownwings.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568878192732288690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;I'm currently addicted to the Led Zeppelin :B Pix from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.metalsucks.net/2007/12/22/saturday-song-to-get-stoned-to-led-zeppelin-achilles-last-stand/"&gt;http://www.metalsucks.net/2007/12/22/saturday-song-to-get-stoned-to-led-zeppelin-achilles-last-stand/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm not really fond of talking about politics. In other words, politics is not my thing. Simply because both the ruling party and the opposition are (quote this from Southpark) douchebags and turd sandwiches. One is corrupt and incompetent (though not overly), the other one instead of being given the position to make actual change in four fuckin states, only barks even louder than ever. And corrupt.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;But if I need to choose to save my life, I'd go with BN simply because they ACTUALLY have substance in their promises, not over the top kinda promises, which shows they know their limit and being realistic. And also ACTUAL development, though kinda slow since Mahathir retired from office. Why not PR? Cos (I know this sounds &lt;i&gt;poyo&lt;/i&gt; but it's my blog to write, so I don't care) being trained in the investment analysis school of thought, the PR don't have any track record that inspires confidence. They only talk WITH confidence, and talking is not a tangible prove of their worth. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, not to forget, economic wise, our market is attractive to investors, driven by domestic stability which if another political tsunami takes place might jeopardize the state of corporations in the country, though the &lt;i&gt;rakyat&lt;/i&gt; have to bear with the supply-side economics practiced by &lt;i&gt;bini&lt;/i&gt; Najib's government at the moment (inflation, increasing personal tax level, though I would naturally be angry myself if the inflation rate is above 5% which is not normal by the IMF standard, which is thankfully not the case, yet). But we're doing better than most countries, and if we ever take into consideration what a government is for, what the most basic thing they should provide, which is security - physical, economic and social - we should be utterly pleased.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But being Malaysians who have been fed with so much good things in the past got many of them wanting more, and they want ridiculous stuffs too. Oh well, human beings are naturally greedy anyway. Like the corrupt politicians we've got to bear with. They are no different. And critisizing the government is not cool anymore, it's passe', when the opposition themselves are proving to be the same douchebags as the ruling party. I wouldn't want two douchebags ruling in succession. One is enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;By the way, I saw a friend, Amzar, in a political cyber bashing session. I have to say, I'm impressed. Click to enlarge and be marveled by his tenacity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TUigjwKG__I/AAAAAAAAAkc/Daji6VdHSpQ/s400/Amzar%2Bon%2Bfire.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568877475326787570" /&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TUigkKmcPVI/AAAAAAAAAkk/6Y_U3xpFmXc/s400/Amzar%2Bon%2Bfire2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 210px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568877482424941906" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;...who would've thought ey??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-3711899612064662158?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3711899612064662158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3711899612064662158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2011/02/amzar-on-fire-people.html' title='Amzar On Fire People!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TUihNgs6NrI/AAAAAAAAAks/borxuGM2Pko/s72-c/ledzep-theirownwings.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-3762334844953154602</id><published>2011-01-23T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T23:37:54.425+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Confidential Rantings Made Public</title><content type='html'>&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;My guitar skills are getting rusty. I feel the urge to practice a few songs, but Football Manager 2011 is stealing my wake up time :B&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish I have friends whom I can have quality chat sessions with during dinner/in the car/etc. joking about stupid stuffs, doing silly things yet capable of having deep meaningful philosophical conversations instead of some gay gossips, sissy talks and nonsensical bitchy rantings. But for the time being, just appreciate with whom you're around with.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I once had a girlfriend who I assume was fed with too much &lt;i&gt;novel jiwang&lt;/i&gt;, was too clingy, super jealous, a &lt;i&gt;kuat merajuk&lt;/i&gt; type and seems to demand too much attention that it can literally suck the life out of you. Simply put, she's crazy. So I broke up with her, of course, and it was like what, four years ago? And so when I saw her name in my facebook friend request, I thought she has changed into a proper person, and I approved her request. It was a mistake, she hasn't changed one bit. Her regular sappy corny statuses is enough to motivate me to hide her statuses in my newsfeed, and if ever she tries to annoy the hell out of me at fb chat again, I'm gonna have to remove her from my facebook for good. So guys, if you ever had a crazy ex girlfriend, NEVER EVER add her into your facebook/etc. cos it's not exactly the smartest thing to do. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I fell off my bike about a week ago, got a nasty cut on my right knee. I was walking like a cripple for the past week and removing the plaster off the cut simply scared the shyte out of me. So it took me one week before I managed to find the courage to remove the plaster. And now I have some manly scar I can talk about while talking with the ladies ;P&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;You know what's the scariest thing in the world? That moment when you take off that plaster off your wound. That, and being surrounded by sharks at sea, and you don't know how to swim. But removing the plaster thing is number one. :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I wish the creator of Football Manager football simulation game can create a game called Financial Manager. I bet I'll ace in my exams easily.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sex, drugs, nutella and rock n roll. Life is not complete without either one of those.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Pete Teo is one of those rare Malaysian celebrities worth following on twitter. You learn a lot from him! I do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Caroline Wozniacki is a hot tennis chick. Go check her out!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Piers Morgan is making waves on twitter and TV watching people around the world. I bet the only good thing on CNN is Piers Morgan Tonight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;There's a 13th horoscope. I can't recall the name, but even if the new horoscope exists, I'm still a Piscean. The coolest horoscope ever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-3762334844953154602?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3762334844953154602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3762334844953154602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2011/01/confidential-rantings-made-public.html' title='Confidential Rantings Made Public'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-3531607123169189075</id><published>2011-01-23T14:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T19:33:17.547+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>52 Things to do in 2011</title><content type='html'>A friend of mine, at the beginning of last year created a list of 52 things he aimed to do in 2010. Theoretically, getting one item done per week every year.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;They ranged from stuff such as "not shaving for a month" and "disable facebook account for an entire month" to things like "sign up to be an organ donor" and "participate in a walkathon or some kind of running event".&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To those who have been following my blog and actually read it, you might have come across some posts about my own to-do list, which was a huge failure since the very idea of me interrupting the quality semester break period is not really a smart thing to do. That, and of course, the issues I have with discipline, especially during semester breaks. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time though, I will not force myself to do everything in the list. And I don't even care if I fail to do half of them. Cos unlike the previous list, completing this one will not turn me into a proper adult. And I'm experimenting on some reverse psychology theory cos perhaps I might do better if I don't force myself too hard. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The list below is part stolen from my macha's blog post, Mr. Shan Vellu. And I changed them a little, of course.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read 12 different books.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go on a solo trip to anywhere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hitch-hike a ride.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy something from 7-Eleven every hour for 24 hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Write 12 songs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Use a fire extinguisher.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cook someone a proper meal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chat up one stranger each day for one week. (Bonus points if I can get their numbers).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drive around early in the morning and catch the sunrise at Kuala Perlis.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be mute for 24 hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sing karaoke.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beat 10 different people at chess.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Donate blood.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go vegetarian for one week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cycle to C-Mart, buy a few stuff, and cycle back to Taman Sri Wang.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not swear for 24 hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read 12 finance magazines over the year.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat different types of dish for lunch and dinner for a week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go bald.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch a play/theater.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dance in the middle of the road when the traffic lights turn red.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get all A's, or a mix of A's and A- for my exams.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Speak proper, SPM A-1 level Bahasa Melayu for five days straight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy something completely in coins.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Offer to buy a stranger a drink. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't shave for a month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not eat for an entire day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play paintball.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turn off my phone for an entire week.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Disable my facebook account for an entire month.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beat a cat at a staring contest.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kiss a girl.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch a football game at a stadium.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Not sleep for 48 hours.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Send 10 random people personalised "Just Because" cards.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Send a message in a bottle.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drive around in a pair of boxers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be on TV/newspaper/magazine.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shake hand with the UiTM Perlis director.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go camping.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Help an old/blind lady/man cross the road-ish.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meet a famous person.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Break the UiTM law.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give a street performer money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give wrong directions to people.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Invent a rumour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get someone to believe a made up fact.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just use my left hand for a day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make some money in the stock market.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go street performing for money.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play Football Manager for 36 hours solid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Buy a new phone.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it's not too late to wish everyone a happy new year, since the Chinese one is a week plus away. So... Happy New Year folks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-3531607123169189075?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3531607123169189075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3531607123169189075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2011/01/52-things-to-do-in-2011.html' title='52 Things to do in 2011'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-1111837653974192159</id><published>2010-12-31T21:03:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T07:06:57.886+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>The Year That Was - 2010</title><content type='html'>In keeping up with the tradition of this blog - which is to write a post to recap the stuffs that made the year memorable, as the final post of the year - I am now fending off my unnatural urge to sleep in spite of not being in the mood to blog at all.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**For future reference Zaid of the future, your sleeping pattern was disturbed and you should've been sleeping while you were posting this stuff at 9.15pm :| **&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since I'm kinda sleepy and there's not much time left until 2010 passes by under our pretty noses, I have elected to write a gung ho style post, highlighting my (somewhat deviated) journey to becoming a proper adult in 2010 into one single post. Unlike the previous years, I believe this one will be rather short. But who cares. Here goes :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;January :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malaysian politics is very colourful, it's blinding. And one of the reason was the hullabaloo surrounding the dispute whether the word Allah can be used in a Christian publication in Malaysia. I was engaged in a cyber war with a senior from my uni regarding the issue, and I was surprised as to how smart I can be in my reasoning skills. Refer to my January 8th post and marvel at my smarty-panty-ness in the dialog attached if you have a lot of time to kill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was also in the middle of a cross road back then, when I was contemplating to either continue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; my studies in the UK, or continue my degree locally and grad one semester ear&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;lier. I chose the later, and I'm not regretting the decision. Though the only way now if I am to want to continue abroad is to study my ass off (again), get a stellar CGPA and do my masters there (and getting a scholarship). Masters? Yea rite...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;February :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;World peace is hard to achieve when there's a feeling of dislike towards one another, mutually or otherwise. And I have my own list of people I don't like in my life (aka enemies), and one of them made a return to the place he was not meant to be, where I thought I had seen the last of him a couple of months before. Need a clue? He's the closest resemblance to a swine in the whole batch physically and such an attention whore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a very cool lecturer who taught me presentation skills that semester, Mr Azahari. He looks like Ramli Sarip and has a good sense of humour. I like him, I wanna be like him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;February was also the month where I genuinely fell in love with a girl while taking the train&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; home. She's from Kemunting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I discovered the joy of wintermelon juice :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TR3xaJBFFRI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_uLds-MAFlg/s400/kundur.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556862946644399378" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;March :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was planning to celebrate my 22nd birthday at The Curve, enjoying the tunes from Kings of Convenience as they toured to our country during my birthday. It was not to be as I had to join a "Personal Development" trip (it's a course work at the same time), and Encik Roslan Ariff will forever be remembered for taking KOC away from me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also discovered that Nasi Putih Daging Merah tastes like feet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;April :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Miss Syikin who taught me Corporate Finance sent me a facebook PM telling me to actually start studying during the final weeks leading up to the final exams. Kinda disturbing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;May :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was experimenting whether discipline is part of my trait or I'm a complete asshole by dragging myself into a mess called a to-do list, which is inspired by Mike Gayle's book of the same title. Which I haven't finished reading yet. Until now. And about the list itself, it has 79 items in it, created to keep me occupied with stuffs that supposedly make me a functioning adult and to spend time better during the May/June semester break. And in spite of  bringing the list forward to the Nov/Dec holiday plan, I still haven't gotten half of them settled with yet. Aih~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TR3xaPIVgGI/AAAAAAAAAkE/0zQ7HIGGAeI/s400/P5260476.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556862948285448290" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;June :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The World Cup was boring. The Vuvuzela single handedly destroyed the World Cup with the nonsensical monotonous din coming out from the stuff for the entire 90 minutes of each game (barring the Diego Forlan goal, Uruguay vs South Africa), and the entirety of the tournament. I wasn't even bothered to watch it on TV because of the noise. The worst World Cup I've ever seen in my 22 years of living. And Italy sucked.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then there was this problem where the UiTM server went nuts and I (and thousands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; other)had to wait till the next day after the supposed date where the final exam results should came out cos of technical problems.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TR3xZi_St-I/AAAAAAAAAj8/yl0yeOQKGJ4/s400/vuvuzela%2Bshhh.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556862936436357090" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;July :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Discovered that Nazrullah from Marketing is a super hero as he single handedly drove the legendary white Nissan (or was it a Ford?) van around Kedah/parts of Penang (air panas, air terjun, shopping mall) from Friday noon to morning the next day. The van had 15 passengers (I think) and popular belief suggests that Naz stayed up for 22 hours straight!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TR3xZjOz3dI/AAAAAAAAAj0/aUAqT4jXSQ4/s400/lata%2Bmengkuang.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556862936501444050" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;August :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Not much that I can remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;September :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a car. Hyundai i10. Baby Milmo arrived! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;October :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby Milmo's first scratch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second solo trip to Langkawi. And if not for Wan, the trip would've been a one day retreat to paradise. Instead, I had to spend a night there as we missed the ferry, and a few hundred ringgit more.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TR3xaVUiztI/AAAAAAAAAkU/Or2Djoi2Kas/s400/DSC00497.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556862949947264722" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;November :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got a first hand experience of being a flood victim. No clean water supply forced me into taking drastic actions such as skipping baths and being stinky. And trying not to poo took it's toll too. And it all hapened during the final exams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wikileaks has become a diplomatic land mine as sensitive issues such as security and Anwar Ibrahim being gay are leaked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ISP Liability Act suddenly ruffles my ass feathers and many others as the parliament might discuss it and pass the act, and rob us of internet freedom we've been enjoying for the past 10 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;December :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Got into a fight with some Indon people on Twitter after the 3-0 drubbing of Indon by Malaysia in the first leg of the AFF Suzuki Cup and at the same time, discovered the joy of using twitter. It was fun when the most the Indon die hards could do was sitting in front of their PCs threatening to kill me with their self-consoling retorts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Malaysia won the cup and Khairul Fahmi is now the craze of a few thousand shameless Malaysian females.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9_X0a8bOifU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9_X0a8bOifU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="345"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alright now, gotta sleep. :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-1111837653974192159?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1111837653974192159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1111837653974192159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/12/year-that-was-2010.html' title='The Year That Was - 2010'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TR3xaJBFFRI/AAAAAAAAAkM/_uLds-MAFlg/s72-c/kundur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-6133969964310660265</id><published>2010-11-29T07:43:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T11:20:24.661+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Yes Guys, I Listen to Japanese Music.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It seems that Football Manager 2011, like it's predecessor, Football Manager 2010 is not made for my laptop. The same problem persists, even after I installed the original Windows 7, which led me to think that I either have to bring it to the shops and ask for what exactly is the matter (and costs me money to get it fixed) or give up hopes altogether and save money; simply play the first season and delete the file and imagine what could've been if I can get a few more seasons going which the laptop isn't giving, which is of course, depressing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And so I decided to take a break from being a football manager and have a serious online session. It has been a long time now since my last serious internet session. Ever since I got home for the semester break, the longest I went online was 4 hours, and that was an odd one out since I only got online like an average less than an hour/day, everyday since I got home cos of my Football Manager addiction :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's when I opened up the WMP, set it at random and suddenly it played a "Brilliant Green" song. It was bliss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TPL5TkTEa0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/g0uMGv333TA/s400/the-brilliant-green.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768205802990402" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: small; "&gt;Introducing The Brilliant Green (pix from &lt;a href="http://columbiajpmusic.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_23.html"&gt;http://columbiajpmusic.blogspot.com/2009/02/blog-post_23.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;For those who are alien to Japanese pop culture and music, or even if you are a fan (cos there's a good chance you have no idea of who they are, they're like a Jpop/Jrock best kept secret, I think), the band consists of 3 members. 2 guys and a girl. I can't remember the name of the guys but the female lead's name is Tomoko Kawase, one of those serious celebrity crushes I had when I was still an innocent school going kid. She's like the ultimate cute rock chick out there. Every aspiring rock chick out there should shun away from Avril Lavigne or Miley Sirus(sp?) cos Tommy (Tomoko Kawase) sets the standard right. Like seriously.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TPL5UU2nDdI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/k21XGm8eTXw/s400/the%2Bbrilliant%2Bgreen.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768218836962770" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 399px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;Moar Buriguri goodness!!! (Pix from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://ca.c.yimg.jp/music/20080808_191306/img.music.yahoo.co.jp/images/magazine/spt/20070815_001/spt_gall_art_004.jpg"&gt;http://ca.c.yimg.jp/music/20080808_191306/img.music.yahoo.co.jp/images/magazine/spt/20070815_001/spt_gall_art_004.jpg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TPL5XMQ1DBI/AAAAAAAAAjY/64hOWtkQRzM/s400/tbg%2Btomoko%2Bkawase.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544768268070620178" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 226px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tomoko Kawase is love... (from &lt;a href="http://pv-downloads.blogspot.com/2010/11/brilliant-green-blue-daisy.html"&gt;http://pv-downloads.blogspot.com/2010/11/brilliant-green-blue-daisy.html&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And since I just rediscovered the band after a long while, she has now returned to my personal list of babes I seriously consider wanting to get married with (which is a top 5 list that changes periodically according to time and taste, and Megan McCormick of Glob Trekker fame and Lisa Surihani are currently battling out for top spot :B ) after a long hiatus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, it has been a long time now since I last seriously listen to Japanese songs. And I welcome this return to "Japanese-ness". The band was my favourite during my high school days. That and Radiohead. And with that it brings nostalgia. It seems that I have gone a long way now, music-taste wise, in that the laptop and the CDs in my car have been playing post-rock, alternative, down tempo electronics, alt folk, experimental pop, prog, blues, classical and jazz (how musically eclectic I am surprisingly, though there's still no room for hip hop(barring Asher Roth. Hey look, a bracket in a bracket!) and trashy MTV fodders) over the years since then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember that this is one of the earliest bands which music I downloaded online (remember 2003/04, the days when Streamyx was awesome? And the now defunct Kazaa?). I used to have all of their albums in my music library and I used to scour the music stores to see whether they sell The Brilliant Green CDs, which if they did I would've already owned legal physical copies of them, which is of course not the case. Some of their songs are in my lifetime favourites. I remember listening to them, enjoying good honest rock n' roll before I got myself exposed to complex experimental music of Radiohead, Sigur Ros and the others over the years which is not entirely a bad thing. I remember listening to them every time I went online after school back then. I remember listening to some of their songs over and over again for weeks and never got tired of it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss 2003, it was all perfect back then. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s : Apparently, I had missed out on Buriguri when they released an album in 2007. And they had just released another one this year! This is one of the new songs from Buriguri (The Brilliant Green). Enjoy ;D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="650" height="345"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Of7I02BLUTU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Of7I02BLUTU?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;hd=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="650" height="345"&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/8985629-6133969964310660265?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6133969964310660265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6133969964310660265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/11/yes-guys-i-listen-to-japanese-music.html' title='Yes Guys, I Listen to Japanese Music.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TPL5TkTEa0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/g0uMGv333TA/s72-c/the-brilliant-green.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-2269490980199629416</id><published>2010-11-25T16:44:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T17:24:42.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>The To Do List 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;*This is the post from the last sem break.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;**The crossed out ones are either the ones that I actually managed to get it done with or it's too late already to do it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;***Apparently I failed to finish even half of the list.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;****Therefore, I'll be continuing with this list.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;*****Wish me luck.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TO4qgDwjRKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/dGI7Lv9Id4o/s400/mike%2Bgayle%2Bthe%2Bto%2Bdo%2Blist%2Bjacket.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 262px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543414921592784034" /&gt;"Realise that you've got a problem"&lt;/blockquote&gt;- Mike Gayle, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;The To-Do List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After four-and-a-half months of studying, lepaking, ogling at chicks, sleeping, facebooking till 3am, and went crazy trying to meet assignment deadlines and topping it all with a miserable run of final exams, I, Zaid Mohamad feels that I richly deserve a good 2 months break from anything related to studying the balance sheet, analyzing corporate finance and understanding research methodology. I'm planning to laze around the house and be completely useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, that was the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I grow older and being 22, somehow I feel that I need to make myself more productive. In a sense that I should be doing stuffs that matters to myself. That can make my life better, even a tad bit. And that, by doing so I can actually pave my way through to becoming a proper adult, hopefully by 30. In a nutshell, I'm doing this so that I won't be putting my holidays to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have come to a conclusion that it's about time I joined the world of fully functioning adults - on a temporary basis at least - as of today I will be undertaking a 79-item To-Do List which I plan to have completed by July 5th (or so, till my semester break ends). So that I can in the future look back at this semester break as being the more/most productive than the past few semester breaks before it and make my transition to being a proper adult without suffering from much shocks and difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reason I tagged you lot to this blog post is to give me the inspiration and motivation to succeed, knowing full well that should I fail in completing a minimum of 50 tasks, I will look like a complete and utter buffoon in front of you all and will afford you the right to mock me to within an inch of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaid Mohamad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;The Semester Break Holiday To-Do List!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Clear the desk so that you can actually put your laptop on it.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: courier, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: small; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Arrange my bags, books and stuffs on my desks and shelves in my room into something resembling an order.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Restring both guitars...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And relearn how to play them (and break the 'tone-deaf' ceiling).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Talk to those people you haven't spoken to in YM/Facebook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Clear my music library from broken-files songs/ songs that I accidently downloaded twice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Learn basic Italian.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Download Google Earth...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And Windows Live Messenger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Get rid of useless files and downloads from the hard drive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Expand vocabulary (one word per day).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Arrange my academic/co-curricular certificates into chronological order and put it in a file.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Work out how to make function the laptop camera and mic with Windows 7.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: courier, serif; line-height: normal; font-size: small; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Do something with Winamp music library artist organisation.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Learn to cook proper food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Keep hair as long as possible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Come up with a 5 year plan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Learn to identify plants/vegetables/shrubs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Go jogging.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Find more news on scholarships.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Learn how to use Adobe Photoshop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Plan a final meet up with the DIIA kids before or after convo.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Remove my name from all emails newsletters subsription services that I unwisely signed up for.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Keep up with current affairs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Create a new email with a proper name for official use.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Establish yourself at the last.fm forums.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Brush up your &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;fardhu-ain&lt;/span&gt; knowledge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Delete useless emails/junkmails and keep them organised.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Make it a habit to check your email everyday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Learn to appreciate Metallica.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Go to mosque for regular daily prayer (that is, barring the Friday prayer).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Get a proper IQ test...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And personality test...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And career test.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Try to appreciate &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Pulp Fiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Give Harry Potter a chance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;American Beauty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Juno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;In Bruges...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Leon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Pineapple Express...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Rec...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;500 Days of Summer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;This is England...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Role Models.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Learn to curb my tendencies in using "..." in writing messages...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And learn how to write a proper sentence.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Give PJ Harvey a second chance...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And Tori Amos' &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Boys for Pele&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And Pizicatto 5.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Try to understand George Carlin's jokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Learn a dance move just in case I might need them in the future.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Find out how the capital market responds to different economic indicators.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Try to like reading BNM/Bursa Malaysia/Economic sites.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Decide if you're really ever going to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Bangkok Dangerous...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Initial-D...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Inkheart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Fight Club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Know about the solar system.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Know who's who in the government.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Find missing CDS like Oasis' &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;What's the Story [Morning Glory?]...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And Audioslave...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;And The Darkness' &lt;span style="font-style: italic; "&gt;Permission to Land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Catch up with Bonana...&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And Tun Syakirin...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And Hafiz...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;And Syarku+Mimi+Anas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Ask Faiq to save me a pair of Arau Open T-Shirt+goody bag.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Investigate what exactly does a remisier/dealer/broker do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Play chess more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Relearn chess moves and strategies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Stop eating McDonald's. Or have once/month max.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Get a girlfriend so that she can give your life purpose and make you more organised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Learn how to impress girls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Have a indie-music moment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Join the library.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Sample every nasi kandar restaurants in town.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;Register myself with the Suruhanjaya Pilihan Raya so that I'll be eligible to cast some undi-rosak in the next election.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0.25em; margin-left: 0px; text-indent: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strike&gt;Watch every World Cup game without fail.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-2269490980199629416?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2269490980199629416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2269490980199629416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/11/this-is-post-from-last-sem-break.html' title='The To Do List 2'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TO4qgDwjRKI/AAAAAAAAAjA/dGI7Lv9Id4o/s72-c/mike%2Bgayle%2Bthe%2Bto%2Bdo%2Blist%2Bjacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-5126520016698784241</id><published>2010-11-03T12:38:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T13:14:02.117+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>I Am A Flood Victim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;i&gt;No clean water, and I can't bathe and shyte in peace, and I can't cook maggie mee.&lt;br /&gt;I am running out of food stocks and almost every shops are closed. I'm starving.&lt;br /&gt;I am running out of phone credit and I can't call my mama.My car is running out of petrol so it's hard to go places without fear of the car stopping midway, and I can't even get out of Arau cos the flood is blocking all the roads to Kangar/other places with a petrol station.&lt;br /&gt;That, and I need to stretch my RM7 until tomorrow evening at the very least cos I'm running out of cash :B&lt;br /&gt;And I have an exam (Malaysian Derivatives) tomorrow morning.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;I am now officially (and for the first time) a flood victim. Damn!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what I intend to put in my Facebook status. But Facebook said the maximum I can put in a status is 420 characters. This is 600++ characters.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TNDrqSvGPsI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ppV3A_-YVAc/s400/banjir+arau2.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535183053854752450" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just bought 2 rolls of tissue paper so that I can wipe my arse tomorrow if need be, cos there is no clean water coming out of the taps. Or any other taps in Arau. And oh, I have 3 weeks worth of laundry to settle, and I can bet my car that the laundry shops are closed. I have a feeling I will not bathe today and even tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm gonna stink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TNDrplS0wgI/AAAAAAAAAiw/c9M7X-ZKboI/s400/banjir+arau.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535183041656570370" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P/s : Pictures taken without permission from Kopi O Ais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-5126520016698784241?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5126520016698784241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5126520016698784241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-am-flood-victim.html' title='I Am A Flood Victim'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TNDrqSvGPsI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ppV3A_-YVAc/s72-c/banjir+arau2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-1533060060652925804</id><published>2010-10-18T07:38:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:01:28.576+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Terkandas Di Pulau Langkawi dan Lesen Kereta Mati.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TLu6fslUkBI/AAAAAAAAAiY/hni9lTdG_XA/s400/DSC00427.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529218021233823762" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After checking my old blog posts, I realised I didn't blog anything about my last year's trip to Langkawi. But at least that time I still had the camera phone with me, so I just posted some pictures from that trip into my facebook.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This time though, thanks to the &lt;i&gt;penchuri henfon lakhanat itu, &lt;/i&gt;I have no pictures as evidence to claim I was there. Yeap, I was in Langkawi again after almost exactly one year! You guys believe me right? :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I went there for what was initially a one day trip. It went wrong later on though cos a friend, Wan a.k.a. Matburn went beach happy at the Cenang Beach.  So I wasn't there solo, though I took the ferry to and fro alone (Matburn took the earlier ferry and supposed to return today evening).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wan was kind enough to offer me a ride to the jetty in Langkawi and we arranged for him to pick me up at 6pm. As I mentioned earlier, the Cenang Beach was sucking him away from the car as he went beach happy and I was left waiting for him for 40 minutes. To his eternal credit, he did came - 40 minutes late - and we were rushing like mad cows to the jetty trying to catch the 7pm ferry (a.k.a. the last ferry) though it was pretty obvious by the time we reached Pekan Kuah that the last ferry had just left. Indeed, we were 15 minutes late and I was left with no other choice other than to spend the night there, and extra RM100. This time, Langkawi has sucked my wallet dry :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, while waiting for Wan to pick me up to the jetty, I was contemplating whether or not to flash this stuff up. I didn't have enough cash for the cab to begin with, so that's why Wan offered me a ride to the jetty in the first place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TLu0xZtkWNI/AAAAAAAAAho/u9LE1pg9zO0/s400/Langkawi+stuck.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529211728336017618" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I prepared this earlier before the trip cos I know I'll be short on cash later on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;And that cool dye-shirt thing, yeah, it took away a lot from the wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Some things I learnt from the trip to Langkawi.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get to know the people around your seat while on the ferry, or while waiting for the ferry at the waiting terminal. The chances are, that person might be a local, or have links with the locals and they have people waiting for them at the other jetty. They might offer you a ride anywhere on the island, and will happily decline any money you offer them as a sign of gratitude. Even if they're not locals (ie; tourists), they might tag you along to join them to wherever they're going, cos the more people there are, the cheaper the cab fare per head is!&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TLu3ppaOIKI/AAAAAAAAAiI/FWD1kE2HQvg/s400/DSC00457.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; "&gt;This is the Rasta shop at Pantai Cenang where I got my super cool dye-top.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Getting a full body massage is awesome. Though last Saturday I learnt that my right side is more ticklish than the left while I was doing my session. But in the end I feel light like the angels on their way to the heavens like wahlahweyyy, so I don't really bother bout that. Just don't try and tickle my right side.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't trust the shop that says that they're "OPEN (for) 24 HOURS". I got a first hand experience of being a victim. You see, I was hungry and I was looking for a shop that sells snacks and drinks given that the cafes are all closed during then. So I saw a shop that has the "OPEN 24 HOURS" put up outside and bought a pack of cashew nuts and a can of fruit juice around 4.30am at a said convenient store before I head back to my room and sleep. I woke up around 8.30am and I headed out to buy a toothbrush and her partner in crime, the tooth paste only to find that the said shop was closed. And so I walked almost the entire stretch of Pantai Chenang (80% or so) only to give up later on cos I was hungry and felt that the chewing gums in my pocket was enough to get me out of murder at least for that day. I headed back to my room later to watch TV.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chewing gum is the almost perfect substitute for toothbrush and toothpaste. Almost.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You don't have to bring too many shirts on your holiday. I think 1 shirt for a 1 day trip is good enough. That said, 2 shirts for 2 days. Cos most people I met didn't notice the stinkiness anyway. But remember to bring that thing you wear while bathing at the beach. Cos going to a beach holiday without bringing any of those is weird. You're not going to, in any way, not dip your toes into the the water right? Cos if you do, the other parts of your body will naturally follow suit. Trust me on that one.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Those people who walked on the beach around 2am are mostly friendly people. Usually these bunch are the nice bunch who you can talk to almost anything. You can drink hot tea with them, play guitars and sing in a circle with other nice strangers. You can even flirt like the hell out with them sexy ladies (:P) and talk them to your place. These people are usually foreign and local students from local unis (Lim Kok Weng(sp?), Taylors, UKM, etc.) or "SH" (I'm not gonna explain the term) foreigners, especially those Mat Sallehs at the bar. Again, these nice people are easy to find at the beach around 2-4am...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Around the same time, you can find scantily clad bohsias too, without the Mat Rempits. And come to think of it, Langkawi seems to be a Mat Rempit free island. Langkawi rocks!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;There's something about people from Bangladesh or India (not the Malaysian Indian ones) whom I met/saw during my last trip and the trip before the last one to Langkawi. You see, there's a certain uneasy feeling about whenever you are walking at the beach, there's a fat chance you'll see a pair/group of Indian/Bangladeshi guys walking side by side like gay buddies or something. You know, they'll like giggle or smile in a gaylord kinda way, not the natural I'm straight kinda way. It's hard to say it when you're not there, but that's just the way it is! I'm not saying that a guy can't walk with another guy holding hands under the moonlight at the breezy beach without actually staring at the hot chicks around them at 2,3am. Oh wait, I beg to differ on that one...&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TLu3qLhaL6I/AAAAAAAAAiQ/S_iLn4SrzIo/s400/DSC00498.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm not the best person in the world to talk about &lt;i&gt;laksa&lt;/i&gt;, and I don't even know the difference between &lt;i&gt;laksa Penang&lt;/i&gt; and &lt;i&gt;laksa Kedah&lt;/i&gt;. Though I might have a vague idea of how &lt;i&gt;laksa Sarawak&lt;/i&gt; looks like. But one thing I know is that there's a restaurant in Kuala Perlis that serves one hell of a &lt;i&gt;laksa&lt;/i&gt;, and I'm saying this in a positive light, and it's called Laksa Kak Su. Apparently their&lt;i&gt; laksa &lt;/i&gt;is so good, they even have a facebook fan page &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kuala-Perlis-Malaysia/Kedai-LAKSA-KAK-SU/130594403622790?ref=ts&amp;amp;v=wall"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;! It's hard to describe the&lt;i&gt; laksa&lt;/i&gt; using words, but the &lt;i&gt;kuah&lt;/i&gt; is rich in texture and taste. And add that with a tinge of lemon juice and &lt;i&gt;cili padi&lt;/i&gt;. It's the closest to &lt;i&gt;laksa&lt;/i&gt; heaven you'll ever get in Perlis. Simply put, it's the laksa of champions.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bangladeshis or where ever the people at the car wash are from are very nice and polite people. I was at a car wash in Kangar yesterday while on my way back to Arau from Kuala Perlis and instead of feeling uncomfortable having a pep talk with them while having my car cleaned, I felt kinda... well, okay! Though I sensed a pattern after having the first two of them started off by asking whether I have an &lt;i&gt;amoy&lt;/i&gt; or not in two separate conversations. Like seriously, both of them used the word &lt;i&gt;amoy&lt;/i&gt;!!! And yeah, I'm single bebeh! xD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just realised I've been driving illegally on the road for the past 8 days. :B&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TLu3pQxDA4I/AAAAAAAAAiA/WfMCEcD7_Ro/s400/DSC00492.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529214887030621058" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;This is Pantai Cenang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now that I'm back in Arau, gotta get myself ready for the finals. Aih~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-1533060060652925804?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1533060060652925804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1533060060652925804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/10/terkandas-di-pulau-langkawi.html' title='Terkandas Di Pulau Langkawi dan Lesen Kereta Mati.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TLu6fslUkBI/AAAAAAAAAiY/hni9lTdG_XA/s72-c/DSC00427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-6384205982065651090</id><published>2010-10-10T21:42:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T22:31:37.202+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Pak Din and Andrey Arshavin Once Said That the Bad Drivers Are the...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Due to the (admittedly) insensitive nature of the post under the same title, and the fact that my blog has become surprisingly popular and reaches far and wide, including the intended target of my post, the original post has been removed after 12 hours in cyberspace, to avoid further conflict and as a demonstration of peace.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;To the person concerned, thank you very much for the ice-cream, I love Cornetto, and if possible, I would love to make it up to you by asking you out to dinner. No, I do not want the money for the car scratch, because my dad said it was ok. The only reason I went high and mighty in my ranting was that I was in the mood for angry upsetness towards a kampung midget I am currently having issues with. And that person is not you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TLHMavbjEAI/AAAAAAAAAhg/KhdQiwZXJfE/s400/10092010590.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526422977540984834" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gambar raya. Maaf zahir dan batin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, I'm sorry. I don't think words are enough to express how I feel, so I dedicate this video to express how sorry I am.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/_i7dzcySC6A/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_i7dzcySC6A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_i7dzcySC6A?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, I still think Pak Din and Andrey Arshavin were right. (To avoid controversy, not all) female drivers are bad drivers. Cheers! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*The original post is now being kept as a draft for future reference. Probably when I am old and only have memories left to resort to keep me smiling. The post is retrievable upon request, though to avoid further conflict, only those I trust will be granted permission.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Apparently, 1/3 of people are excited about the fact that today is 10/10/10. Our national space tourist weds today. I didn't know being a space tourist can give you celebrity status.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-6384205982065651090?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6384205982065651090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6384205982065651090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/10/pak-din-and-andrey-arshavin-once-said_10.html' title='Pak Din and Andrey Arshavin Once Said That the Bad Drivers Are the...'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TLHMavbjEAI/AAAAAAAAAhg/KhdQiwZXJfE/s72-c/10092010590.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-7190442666951329472</id><published>2010-10-07T12:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-07T12:53:31.306+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Aku Pun Boleh Tulis Lagu Jiwang Jugak!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Tajuk lagu : Mengertilah Sayang (Omg I Can't Give You Up Sayang, Like Gimme a Chance Plzzz...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genre : Pop Jazz (ala2 Estrella, or Nouvelle Vague meets Hujan)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Intro : [Dmaj7  A] x2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dmaj7 &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;A Dmaj7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tak mengerti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dmaj7&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;            A Dmaj7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maksudmu ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dmaj7 &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;    A Em&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku takkan pergi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;G&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walau kau pergi dulu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kucinta padamu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kau sudah pun tahu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tapiku tak mahu tahu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bila kau kata di sinilah saja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*Chorus*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dmaj7 &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;A  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuhan yakinkanlah aku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dmaj7&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yang dirimu bukan untuk diriku&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dmaj7&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;      &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Supayaku dapat keluar mencari&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;G&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pengganti lain sepertimu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;(Insert whatever jazz themed acoustic/semi electric guitar solo, then repeat chorus)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dmaj7&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku tak mengerti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dmaj7&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maksudmu ini&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dmaj7&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku takkan pergi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;G&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;A&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;walau kau pergi dulu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*I took the whole morning coming up with the hook and the simple chords for the song. Though the chorus is an obvious mess. Could've uploaded a video for this so that it can go viral and I can become the next Malaysian music sensation, but the laptop cam screwed up.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;**Btw, I might wanna change the name of my blog url to wtfisthis.blogspot.com. People who subscribe to my feed in their blogs openly or secretly, please make the necessary adjustment once I really change the name of the blog into the one stated above.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TK1L3wqh2QI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/UM4lgIwzg14/s400/DSC00494.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525155739181635842" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekian, terima kasih.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-7190442666951329472?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7190442666951329472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7190442666951329472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/10/aku-pun-boleh-tulis-lagu-jiwang-jugak.html' title='Aku Pun Boleh Tulis Lagu Jiwang Jugak!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TK1L3wqh2QI/AAAAAAAAAhQ/UM4lgIwzg14/s72-c/DSC00494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-9067048435938981676</id><published>2010-10-02T10:52:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T11:59:51.123+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>This is the Period Where People Will Go Crazy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;"Dear friends, I might not be able to see off the week after this for I am now a target of a kill fest extravaganza. I might be murdered anytime next week by tests and assignments. I have nothing to giveaway for inheritance except for a bloody load of money in my ASB and in several other bank accounts. And a car :B"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;23 September at 6.02pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; "&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Zaid Bin Mohamad is trying to convince himself that assignments and tests are beneficial to his future, and the tree logging industry :B "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;26 September at 10.32am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;"Tens and thousands of forest trees are being logged down everyday worldwide and for what? To torture the young fragile innocent minds of students everywhere?? Oh c'mon! Fuck you ISLM! Fuck you in the name of environment!! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thursday at 11.45am (30/10/2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;" I studied like hell, sat for the paper, and I left feeling screwed up. Could've got the same result if I didn't study anyway. fml... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Thursday at 10.21pm (30/10/2010)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The stuff up here are some of the most recent facebook rantings I have posted over the past week. Basically, these statuses tells a story of my university-life cycle. And this is the part nearing the end of the cycle. I call it the crunch time period, where people basically go crazy. Or at least I do :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;The reason why is because this is the part during every semester where tests and assignments pile up and work in tandem to kill off whatever that have left of me after the tedious mid sem exams. Test after test, over complicated assignments and overall horror makes up the theme of this period I am suffering in at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Now, I have just screwed up 2 papers, another one test coming up on Monday night and I have yet to start prepping up for that one, I have managed to get rid off a few assignments though one super big one is yet to be completed due next Thursday, and I still haven't been given the needed input from group members for Monetary Economics presentation. There's a trip I need to be part of come next next week and another 2 tests coming up around that time as well!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;In short, I hate this period of over-activity. I hate tests and assignments. How about you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TKapAMF3JZI/AAAAAAAAAgM/JVRJYeRkJgY/s320/cuddling-baby-orangutan-photo.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523287813727397266" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Wildlife habitat is rapidly being destroyed worldwide due to tree logging for paper and construction industry, and for development. Cute mammals like these baby orang utans are at the brink of extinction. I think. Boycott exams, save trees!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;Moving on to the other news, I'm single again, ladies! :B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-9067048435938981676?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/9067048435938981676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/9067048435938981676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/10/this-is-period-where-people-will-go.html' title='This is the Period Where People Will Go Crazy.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TKapAMF3JZI/AAAAAAAAAgM/JVRJYeRkJgY/s72-c/cuddling-baby-orangutan-photo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-2855434402814595070</id><published>2010-09-14T13:11:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T10:51:59.512+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Cholesterol Kills You Know.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;span&gt;As Malaysians all over the world are celebrating the joyous festival of Eid Mubarak, it is hard for them not to control the urge to pig themselves out the various Malaysia Raya-themed cholesterol rich delicacies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TI8RvcGjsOI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_kiJ7R9NzQ0/s1600/blood+presure+statistic+of+Malaysia.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Popular dishes such as the classic 'ketupat', 'lemang', 'pulut kuning' and the spicy santan-rich 'rendang ayam' to the modern day favourites like 'nasi daging with dalca', 'chocolate cake with Betty Crocker Super Fucking Sweet Choco-frostings' and 'kuih tunjuk pelbagai' are  taking valuable spaces off the dining tables, coffee tables, study tables and even the stools of homes across the country. And the spaces of the country's populations' tummies aren't spared either.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TI8RvcGjsOI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_kiJ7R9NzQ0/s320/blood+presure+statistic+of+Malaysia.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 195px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516647575247368418" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This comes as no surprise as to the fact that an&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; outdated statistics dating back April 7th 2006 by the NST reported that a whopping 3 million Malaysians are affected with high cholesterol, with 2.1 million of them suffering from diabetes. Obese people counted for more than 25% of the country's populace. It's like saying 1 out 4 people we know are fat arse!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Therefore, in the spirit of Hari Raya, we have asked the people around on how to behave ourselves in front of the super high cholesterol yummies while doing the visits to friends' and families' open house and keep our waist size sexy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TI8TuPs90zI/AAAAAAAAAfc/oJAL2g3Idew/s200/Image(450).jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516649753762190130" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Puan Azizah Rasool&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;KTM Operator&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Over the years I've seen those uni kids queuing for train tickets for 'balik kampong' grow 2 inches bigger when they return from&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; their Raya break. Their tummies bloated out of their skimpy jeans, and the cheeks look as though they're mouth are stuffed with tennis balls even though they aren't! It has been the same for 20 years now. It is high time they serve vegies and fruits instead for Hari Raya."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TI8WHKjuVxI/AAAAAAAAAfk/NLK7FBKkr8M/s200/105400.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516652380901234450" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Zaid Mohamad&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Indie Rock Star&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I can't stand watching fat people looking so haplessly tired on the mosh pit jumping like tired cows during my Raya gigs. The scene of fat women in tight jeans is as suffocating as being blank while sitting for a test in a fucking cold exam hall and you completely forgot to bring the calculator cos it has math problems in it. The food served during Raya open house should be less fattening. Moms' everywhere should look over what their children, and husbands eat. Slap their faces when they eat too much Rose Almond London."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TI8ZAqwIHTI/AAAAAAAAAfs/RP0VRSs0Cmk/s200/chalo-ishq-ladaaye-wallpaper.jpg" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 147px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516655567818988850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vengkejenkades s/o Applenaidoo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;Unemployed&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Before you eat, you sing and dance. After you eat, you sing and dance again. It can burn down the calories and make you tired. Bollywood songs and dance-moves have been around for hundred of years not for nothing you know!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;p/s : Zaid of the future, during this time you have suffered from 2 super pain heart burns and even envisaged the cause of your death to be because of cholesterol. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And as usual, Raya tv is boring like hell as mak cik Siti Nurhaliza and stupid movies with tasteless jokes are conquering every tv channel there is on Astro. But this year's Raya, "Laskar Pelangi" showed that quality Raya tv is not dead, yet. A meaningful, inspirational and highly moving. I almost cried if not for my relatives being around. Lintang deserves better. And I should be grateful for what I have. Alhamdulillah...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/FwlKSKdsLG4/hqdefault.jpg)" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwlKSKdsLG4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwlKSKdsLG4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Minal aidin wal faidzin everyone!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-2855434402814595070?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2855434402814595070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2855434402814595070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/09/cholesterol-kills.html' title='Cholesterol Kills You Know.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TI8RvcGjsOI/AAAAAAAAAe8/_kiJ7R9NzQ0/s72-c/blood+presure+statistic+of+Malaysia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-623643342298086830</id><published>2010-09-07T06:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T14:44:49.954+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Of Satires, Sarcasm and "Luahan Hati Golongan Sarkies"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;"Sarcasm is a pleasure but it should never be embraced by those who can't control their emotion..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt; - Some cute boy I've known for 10 years now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zaid of the future, if you're reading this you will notice that it was a pretty sad period for satire at the moment. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hayibo.com/"&gt;Hayibo.com&lt;/a&gt; announced 4 days ago that they're closing down shop due to funding problems thus depriving you, Zaid of your weekly shot of satire grande' (yeah, they're your number 1 satire site since the unforgettable &lt;a href="http://www.hayibo.com/sa-defends-ancient-african-traditions-including-vuvuzelas-bmws-r-kelly/"&gt;vuvuzela ranting masterpiece&lt;/a&gt;). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And just as recently and within our own shores, Hassan Skodeng of the &lt;a href="http://nose4news.wordpress.com/"&gt;Nose4news&lt;/a&gt; fame is being dragged into and out of court for a rather nonsensical accusation of spreading lies and flaming (to put it simply, for I'm no law/journo student) for a satire-standard entitled &lt;a href="http://rockybru2.blogspot.com/2010/08/hassan-skodeng-he-started-joke.html"&gt;"TNB to sue WWF Over Earth Hour&lt;/a&gt;". Which was funny as hell the first time I read it through a few months ago. And of course, knowing it was (to quote it from the site itself), true lies.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Though it seems that some overseas-educated GLC big wigs happen to fail to grasp what's what. Talking about lacking sense of humour, I wonder how their kids cope up with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, just had a chatter with an old friend from my days in KK (the chatter is put in chronological order below). Amazingly, we shared something in common. The only reason I'm posting this up is because Zaid, it has been a looong time since you had any discussion with anyone resembling anything of intelligence (this one is pretty much 35%, perhaps less, but I'm getting there!) and the fact that that old friend of yours is cute. Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If there happen to be anyone else reading this, hopefully you will learn a little something about us the sarkies. Yeah, we have bad personality alright, but we're not endangered species so we'll be hanging around your neighbourhood a little lot longer than you think :P &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Btw, I think I got the "you and me" tangled up up there, but you get the point right? Righttt??? :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIVpv_s_zbI/AAAAAAAAAes/-Dity1B4dmk/s1600/sarkies1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 361px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIVpv_s_zbI/AAAAAAAAAes/-Dity1B4dmk/s400/sarkies1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513929592059973042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIVpvFKQgeI/AAAAAAAAAek/Kmpfmnu8Co4/s1600/sarkies2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIVpvFKQgeI/AAAAAAAAAek/Kmpfmnu8Co4/s400/sarkies2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513929576345010658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIVpuqupnQI/AAAAAAAAAec/7yfluAAK8-Q/s1600/sarkies3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 354px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIVpuqupnQI/AAAAAAAAAec/7yfluAAK8-Q/s400/sarkies3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513929569249893634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIVpuMk3tLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/490fs9i-nOI/s1600/sarkies4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 284px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIVpuMk3tLI/AAAAAAAAAeU/490fs9i-nOI/s400/sarkies4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513929561155810482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIVptsOUOlI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ieVLBToAZR0/s1600/sarkies5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 355px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIVptsOUOlI/AAAAAAAAAeM/ieVLBToAZR0/s400/sarkies5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513929552471276114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thank you.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ps : Though it might be a month too late, but I think I have to give a mention about the movie "The Expendables" for being the awesomest ultra-badass movie ever. Like everrrr!!! And I thought I almost grow some chest hair after watching the movie! A testosterone overload, don't let your girlfriends watch it, they might grow some mustache after watching Sylvester Stallone et al. shoot the hell out of peoples' head with their bazookas! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;pss : My silver baby arrived yesterday. Her name is Baby Milmo. Pardon the cheesy-ness, but the i-10 is sooo cute I can't help but keep calling her Bebeyyy!!! Though obviously at 1.10, she is not meant for racing on the motorway :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;psss : My target amount of duit raya collection this year is RM50. Saham jatuh cos dah tua, but getting RM50 even when I'm 22 is like equating myself to an overvalued stock, no?? Haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-623643342298086830?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/623643342298086830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/623643342298086830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/09/of-satires-sarcasm-and-luahan-hati.html' title='Of Satires, Sarcasm and &quot;Luahan Hati Golongan Sarkies&quot;'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIVpv_s_zbI/AAAAAAAAAes/-Dity1B4dmk/s72-c/sarkies1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-6694000262924829486</id><published>2010-09-04T15:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-04T18:37:05.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><title type='text'>To Ikha.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The first time I saw you this semester I knew that I love you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the time when I was walking past you countless times at Mushroom, and the time when I saw you and your friends going to class while I was hanging out with my friends at the foyer at HEP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And also that time when I was waiting for a friend at Bank Islam during some carnival I fail to recall, only to tell her that I wanna wait there longer at the bank just to catch a further glimpse of your face (you were behind her at the ATM queue), and of course at Oren while I was having lunch with my friends. And I remember that whenever I looked into your eyes during those times, you would offer me a smile that melts me deep inside. And I'd happily smile back in return, grateful to have you acknowledging my existence. That few seconds of contact for me was magic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's when I realised that this is it, you're the one for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Without doubt, because of your smile, I had a huge crush on you babe. THAT huge! Which every time I saw you, I felt the urge to go straight to you and ask for your number, and your name, so that I can text you and later tell you of my feeling towards you which I can't help concealing anymore. But somehow, each and every time that chance of seeing you arose, cowardice failed me. But really, I was desperate to at least know your name, which had been a question lingering over my head for over a month.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That was about to change. The day I saw you with your friend Riri that Wednesday evening at the Ramadan bazaar at Mushroom gave me the drive to go that extra mile. You wore a pink top that day babe, and your smile was as sweet as the jagung madu :P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I decided to make contact with you no matter what, and so I searched for you on facebook. I remember Riri and so I was scouring through her friends list from A to Z, searching for that smile that captivated me, that lovely face that has been etching deep in my mind for over a month. They say perseverance is key to success, perhaps that is indeed the case. And finally that Wednesday evening, I knew the name of the person I have fallen for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIIInlXNqQI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qeiS4ktvpa4/s400/ikha.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 241px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512978369992304898" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zulaikha Zainal Abidin, this is my story...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-6694000262924829486?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6694000262924829486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6694000262924829486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/09/to-ikha.html' title='To Ikha.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TIIInlXNqQI/AAAAAAAAAdc/qeiS4ktvpa4/s72-c/ikha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-3368813599917294579</id><published>2010-08-13T07:13:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T09:24:36.351+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>My Aboh Said, "Alright Now, Go Scour the Net for a Car"</title><content type='html'>... "and it has got to cost less than RM45k ok?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so I did, scouring through Toyota and Citroen sites - Citroen website is potentially the most unhelpful site ever cos it keeps leading me to this interactive world map thing just to showcase their decent flash skills and even more perplexing is that when I clicked "View all products", it lead me nowhere other than redirecting me to "the world map". Totally pointless to even go there. There, don't say I didn't warn you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with my dad being kind enough to actually walk a decent few hundred metres to the Toyota/Hyundai showrooms just right in front of my house to talk to the dealer and got back with a few brochures, I got a better picture of which car costs how much here in Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the hot saucy twins from management math whom I have quite a crush at the moment drive a pricy RM88k Toyota Rush which effectively confirms my view that they're (not that I initially thought they're not) stinking rich chicks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antara dua darjat sungguh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Hyundai Getz is just about RM10k over the budget and an i30 is a whopping RM90k++, which really belies the look and feel that I got from the brochure. A Honda Jazz is a superb car, scoring a stellar 15/20 based on the reliable source from the guys at Top Gear. Though the price is yet again is out of my range. Unless if it's a second hand (Ady told me a second hand C3 is RM28k).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two cars would easily top the list of my ideal car - money-wise, and of course the style and purpose - a Toyota AYGO (14/20) and a Citroen C1. Unfortunately Toyota received a massive blow after having to recall all of it's AYGOs earlier this year, due to a single complain coming from a faulty accelerator pedal, which should've been a very very remote case at best. By the way, for those uninformed, the Toyota AYGO, Citroen C1 and the Peugeot 107 are basically the same car, only difference is the interior, the "backside" and the badge. Perhaps the electronics too, but overall they're about the same. And all three scored well in Top Gear's car reviews.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TGSWn_CtJYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/GPakm78sgy0/s1600/2007-toyota-aygo-19_1280x0w.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TGSWn_CtJYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/GPakm78sgy0/s400/2007-toyota-aygo-19_1280x0w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504690258235434370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Toyota AYGO is my definite choice, but... (pix from topspeed.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the most unfortunate thing of all, neither one of the three are available in Malaysia. A Toyota AYGO would make a perfect choice; stylish, cheap (8.5k British Pounds, around RM45k), good after-sale service, and it's a Toyota, the same badge with the super hot twin sisters! A Citroen C1 would've been a capable backup choice due to it being another stylish and cheap car. A C3 though only scored a meagre 11/20, despite it's cool looking exterior. But unless it's a second hand, the price is out of the budget, and I might opt for it! A Peugeot 107 costs more than the earlier two mentioned in the UK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TGSWoB8l4mI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Gix7Z4y5_xk/s1600/Citroen_C1_front_20080417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 256px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TGSWoB8l4mI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Gix7Z4y5_xk/s400/Citroen_C1_front_20080417.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504690259015098978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Citroen C1. The backup choice is not even available in Malaysia. (Pix from&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://citroen-cars-gallery.blogspot.com/2009/03/citroen-c1.html)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am now left with the dilemma of having to either make do with a Proton Saga (no Top Gear review on the car, but it's my mom's favoured choice), a Perodua MYVI, which scored a decent 10/20 though the "backside" looks like a real human one (Viva would be better, no?), or the tiny, cheap, pensioner-like-exterior but amazingly highly rated by most sites - Hyundai i10 (13/20, 14/20 at last review from Top Gear, which is not bad at all!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Might be going to the showroom for a better look at the i10. Hope that it's not too small. But even if it is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TGSZJcUJfNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/COdXbDAc2II/s1600/Hyundai_i10_1_32262a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TGSZJcUJfNI/AAAAAAAAAdU/COdXbDAc2II/s400/Hyundai_i10_1_32262a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504693032052161746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Currently number 1 in my personal choice, due to it's super fuel-economics feature. And Top Gear's convincing reviews. (Pix from connect.in.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-3368813599917294579?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3368813599917294579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3368813599917294579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-aboh-said-alright-now-go-scour-net.html' title='My Aboh Said, &quot;Alright Now, Go Scour the Net for a Car&quot;'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TGSWn_CtJYI/AAAAAAAAAdE/GPakm78sgy0/s72-c/2007-toyota-aygo-19_1280x0w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-6978821399871701059</id><published>2010-07-16T10:54:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T08:41:40.076+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>World Cup Winners Spain, Imam Muda, Gang-Trip, Naz the Hero and other Assorted Ramblings.</title><content type='html'>I seem to have a problem of keeping my blog active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, those bloggers with 200++ followers I believe tend to have an unhealthy tendencies of blogging every day - posting useless stuffs such as uploading sexually suggestive pictures of themselves licking a sundae at one of the few hundred McD's in the country to writing friendship/romantic poems that rival the great Shakespeare in the sense that they are hard to understand - and of course, "blogwalking", which is a new word I picked up earlier this year for people with no life or those who are close to commit suicide out of boredom, stalking other people's blog and leaving comments on your blog while making shameless plugs for others to visit, which I can shamelessly admit of doing so sometimes at those blogs owned by some *coughs* hot chicks. :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least I didn't do it everyday...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, back to the mission of trying to prolong the longetivity of this blog, I have decided to go gung-ho in this post by "updating" you Zaid of the future, and of course to his 18++ followers (and those who I will shamelessly tag on facebook), on whatever things I'll be posting in right about now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Spain won the World Cup 5 days ago and the entire event saw several stars announcing their presence in the world stage. Mesut Ozil and Kaisuke Honda are just 2 of the names that might be in hot pursuit of a few hundred thousand "Football Managers" worldwide when the next edition of FM comes out. But one star in particular is nontransferable - at least not in the celebrated football management simulation - which is Paul the Psychic seafood, which as of yesterday or so just transferred to a Madrid zoo in an exchange of another animal and a few cash. The octopus endured a lot in this year's World Cup; it managed to predict 8 games straight correctly and survived countless death threats along the way; from being "properly" beaten and cooked by an Argentinian celebrity chef in his cooking show to being publicly barbecued by angry Germans and to being transferred into a tank of sharks.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;For 2 weeks, I still have yet to get my class and course registration problem sorted. I, Zaid Mohamad would like to blame the bloody UiTM computer system for responding like a battered snail on stout cos it took me forever to access whatever server they offer us to get our registration settled. I would also like to blame the (20k++ thousand) new students who I assume have caused the "traffic-jams" in the system. And not to forget, the new KP for causing confusions of perilous proportion, causing irreversible damage to my morale for the new semester by separating me with my "gang" and having me to make do with Pingu for yet presumably another miserable semester. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Hello! I think I like you still. Any chance this time around? I love your specs". - What do you look for in a woman? Do you look for someone who is motherly or someone who wears nice specs? Or someone who can bake cheesecakes?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a gang-trip to a waterfall in Lata Mengkuang (sp?) last Friday. I was wearing the kopiah my mom bought me from Uzbekistan and together with &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1643052868&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;Topek&lt;/a&gt;, we managed to scare the shit out of this pair of love birds whom we assumed were making underwater sexual act. They immediately left the water upon seeing my colourful kopiah head and even offered us a senyum kambing, filled with guilt. I still feel good about it, Imam Muda will be proud of me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watched Despicable Me in SP and I give it a 3.5/5. An excellent movie for the family. But some Indian parents left their noisy Indian children to roam around the place as if it's a nursery or sorts. Or were they making sex at the back? Imam Muda should be alert about this!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Right after that, mighty &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#%21/nazrullah.shahruddin?ref=ts"&gt;Naz&lt;/a&gt; drove all 14 of us to a hot spring which &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#%21/profile.php?id=100000284235604&amp;amp;ref=ts"&gt;Ain&lt;/a&gt; and Wawa told me is a place very near to Kulim. We arrived there around 2.30am and the place was awesome. Though the sights of the much sought after steamy moments of couples engaging in steamy sexual acts are few and mild at best, the steamy water and good company pretty much made up for the disappointment. Mighty Naz then went on to drive again the legendary white Ford (or was it a Nissan?) van despite the obvious lack of sleep (popular belief suggests he stayed up for 22 hours) and all 15 of us arrived safely in Araustralia around 9am. We were lost along the way before we reached "home", though.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been living on potato and corn chips for the past 3 days. The addiction returns... And oh! Twisties' Bolognese&amp;amp;Cheese Onion is A.W.E.S.O.M.E.!!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Underwear is for losers who pretend that they fight for freedom without actually practicing it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;As of 12am today, the price of petrol has gone up by 5 cents per litre and the IMF projection for inflation in ACP (average consumer price) for this year of 2% might be an understatement. I expect more when the IMF staff revised their projection come September. This year might be the highest since Pak Lah went nuts by increasing the petrol price and affected the price of goods to a whooping 5.4% inflation rate in 2008. (Average inflation rate since the 1997 crisis was 2-3% based on IMF and the CIA World Factbook). We need subsidies still lar Najib. We produce oil maaa...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try  {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TEATTsm_AZI/AAAAAAAAAc8/wUZCIn2XYb0/s1600/econoline+ford+1973+31354210002_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TEATTsm_AZI/AAAAAAAAAc8/wUZCIn2XYb0/s400/econoline+ford+1973+31354210002_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494412774505120146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The closest resemblance of the van that took us around Kedah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TEAJbXJipPI/AAAAAAAAAc0/QskldGcCCT4/s1600/lata+mengkuang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TEAJbXJipPI/AAAAAAAAAc0/QskldGcCCT4/s400/lata+mengkuang.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494401911067157746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Imam Muda is 3rd from left. And mighty Naz is avoiding the B.O. from Topek's stinky armpits.&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/8985629-6978821399871701059?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6978821399871701059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6978821399871701059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/07/world-cup-winners-spain-imam-muda-gang.html' title='World Cup Winners Spain, Imam Muda, Gang-Trip, Naz the Hero and other Assorted Ramblings.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TEATTsm_AZI/AAAAAAAAAc8/wUZCIn2XYb0/s72-c/econoline+ford+1973+31354210002_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-7315516310198325885</id><published>2010-07-01T11:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T12:16:40.077+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>4 Years Ago.</title><content type='html'>Almost exactly 4 years ago, I was in KMK.&lt;br /&gt;I was lost in the midst of a grueling 8-hour lectures, labs and tutorials, the alienating feeling of Kelantanism, the amazing combo of ikan jeket and air paip for lunch and dinner, and the miserable lab reports that seemed to be a never ending horror. And as of July 5th that year, mid sem exam did not even fear half of my butt chic.&lt;br /&gt;And I was lamenting the need for the library to block Friendster (remember that thing?).&lt;br /&gt;There was a chick from life science, she's cute but she had a small line of mustache on her lips. Or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost exactly 4 years ago, it was a World Cup year.&lt;br /&gt;Kaka was still an AC Milan player, and Dida was the undisputed number 1. Made-in-Inter Calciopoli was being investigated by the court, and clubs fear of being penalized.&lt;br /&gt;Italy started their World Cup campaign in the usual slow manner, and gathered momentum as the the tournament progressed. They played extremely well, and defensively Italian - Buffon only conceded 2 goals; an own-goal and a penalty - and Canavarro was Baresi and Gattuso was a beast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years on, I'm about to return to my Arau campus.&lt;br /&gt;Lectures, lab and tutorials won't steal away 8 hours of my life every weekdays there, the number of Kelantanese people I have to deal with is enough to make them feel that THEY are the aliens, ikan jaket and air paip is now consigned to the far-away history of my personal dark age, and I have no lab reports to deal with whatsoever. Hell, I don't even have lab in the first place. Though finance assignments might affect my frail health again come next semester.&lt;br /&gt;Friendster is now ancient history as Facebook and last.fm make headways, and I have my own personal broadband that blocks nothing on the web whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;There's a girl, she was in a different class last semester. She looks decent and seamlessly stole my heart. I still can't get her out of my system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years on, it's another World Cup year.&lt;br /&gt;Kaka is now a Real Madrid player, and Dida returns to Brazil. Inter the cheater capitalized on the Calciopoli that wrongfully affected her other rivals, and has now built a strong team. Indeed, because of Calciopoli.&lt;br /&gt;Italy started their World Cup campaign slowly, only to fail to gather momentum and stumbled at the first hurdle. Defensively Italy were not being Italian, Buffon was injured - Machetti conceded 4 of the 5 goals mostly from set pieces - Canavarro played like a retired star on an exhibition match, and Gattuso only had his facial hair to show that he is still a beast. Inter Milan failed to provide a single Italian of note who can contribute greatly for the national team. Apart from Calciopoli, Inter's lack of Italian players in the first team did Italy a disservice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posts from 4 years ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup.html"&gt;http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2006/07/5-minutes.html"&gt;http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2006/07/5-minutes.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2006/07/shoot-me.html"&gt;http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2006/07/shoot-me.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2006/07/untitled-1.html"&gt;http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2006/07/untitled-1.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TCwUishtceI/AAAAAAAAAcs/TJW8xoqFXnI/s1600/P5260476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TCwUishtceI/AAAAAAAAAcs/TJW8xoqFXnI/s400/P5260476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488784632158450146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-7315516310198325885?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7315516310198325885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7315516310198325885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/07/4-years-ago.html' title='4 Years Ago.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TCwUishtceI/AAAAAAAAAcs/TJW8xoqFXnI/s72-c/P5260476.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-401463480586912564</id><published>2010-06-17T11:09:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T17:51:27.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Vuvuzela My Arse!</title><content type='html'>Unless &lt;span id="divAdnetKeyword"&gt;you've been on planet Mars for the past week, you will know that the greatest show on Earth is well underway. For once, the sound of swarming locusts that is the "vuvuzela" did us men a "favour", for it has been masking the sounds of breaking hearts of millions of women &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="divAdnetKeyword"&gt; from all over the world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="divAdnetKeyword"&gt;due to having their husbands'/boyfriends' attentions towards them stolen swiftly under their pretty oily noses by the one and only ultimate sporting event, the World Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely relationships have been put on hold and most likely suffered. Frankly, I don't care cause I'm single, and I'm determined to savour every minute of football on offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, with regards to the vuvuzela, that "favour" happen to be the only "favour" it did to this year's World Cup. And even that is non-existent. Unless you've gone mental, you can't possibly hear the sound of a heart snapped into two can you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which leads me to this. For those who have been watching the World Cup in mute or just returned from Mars, the vuvuzela is a plastic horn that produces a monotonous din which can reach 144 decibel, which if it is blown in unison by 50 thousand people (for maximum effect, in a stadium), can equal the sound of a jet taking off. And even the sound of a jet taking off doesn't last for 90 minutes, plus the rest time in between two halves which I presume, is equivalent to the sound of hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TBmrGHHwPbI/AAAAAAAAAck/IASNbPoPZMQ/s1600/ban+vuvus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 248px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TBmrGHHwPbI/AAAAAAAAAck/IASNbPoPZMQ/s400/ban+vuvus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483602142779424178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="divAdnetKeyword"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Comments I've read about the noise that comes out from the vuvuzela though varied, have one common theme. The sound have been compared to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"the noise of stampeding elephants, a goat on the way to slaughter and "a giant hive of very angry bees" - The Sun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The raucous plastic trumpets (the vuvuzelas) have been accused of destroying World Cup spirit by preventing fans from singing uplifting traditional songs such as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ronaldo Is A Wanker, Henri Is A Wanker,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Messi Is A Wanker,&lt;/span&gt; and the evergreen German favourite, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rooney Ist Eine Wenker.&lt;/span&gt;" - hayibo.com, a political satire site&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A facebook protest group called FIFA - BAN THE ANNOYING VUVUZELA (HORN) FROM THE SOUTH AFRICA WORLD CUP! was set up on June 11th this year, and has gathered 249000 (I'm one of them) angry fans as of 17th June and counting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend named Syed Q. Hikma posted this in his fb status, "kalau vuvuzela tu orang, gerenti ramai dah tumbuk sampai pecah mulut~"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even sensible South Africans themselves are appalled towards the vuvuzela die-hards (Sepp Blatter of Feefa and the selfish so called African nationalists who have no knowledge of the roots of the vuvuzela history, which is surprisingly a Mexican product), claiming that the selfish attitude of the host nation - acting as if they're the king of the world by hosting the event - towards the mounting complaints will only result in people hating them forever after the tournament ends and will ensure that the World Cup will never ever return to South Africa. Ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I am already agreeing to the notion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ten hours ago, Diego Forlan became a hero not just for Uruguay but for football fans all around the world (except South Africa) with his brace which according to a fan, managed to reduce the  vuvus by 80% and have reminded us all what a great football match feels like even for only 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ladies and gentlemen, if vuvuzela has anything to do with the African culture, I dare say there is more culture in my yoghurt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VUVUZELA MY ARSE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, I came across this video to cheer myself up a little...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/z-Ln_rqPpPk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/z-Ln_rqPpPk&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="divAdnetKeyword"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-401463480586912564?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/401463480586912564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/401463480586912564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/06/vuvuzela-my-ass.html' title='Vuvuzela My Arse!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TBmrGHHwPbI/AAAAAAAAAck/IASNbPoPZMQ/s72-c/ban+vuvus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-1309220141008449071</id><published>2010-06-13T08:00:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T09:29:11.527+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>World Cup Fever Does Not Cause You to Have A Rise in Body Temperature, And Women in football Jerseys Look Hot!</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'm busy. And I haven't updated anything blog-worthy of late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I do have many things to say, yet the feeling of wanting to put my thoughts on screen is rather taxing. Which gives an impression that I'm rather lazy. Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, as a way to analyze my academic progress, barring the last 2 sems, I bring you Zaid of the future, your result for semester 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TBQsD5kSogI/AAAAAAAAAcM/0N3efJmhWhI/s1600/result+part+3+degree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TBQsD5kSogI/AAAAAAAAAcM/0N3efJmhWhI/s400/result+part+3+degree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482055091921003010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TBQlNg1UTEI/AAAAAAAAAcE/OXrXJiZIHwk/s1600/result+part+3+degree.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which brings us to this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was stated that the result will come out at 12pm on June 10th, right after the Senate meeting. Whatever that meeting is about, they should have discussed about the UiTM server problem which caused thousands of UiTM students to stare at the screen in desperation, failing to even access their own student portal so that they can check their exam results. And it remained that way for about 12 hours plus, much to the horror of these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It also led to a bunch of frustrated UiTM kids to create a facebook protest group, venting their anger at the social networking site. I lost the link to the group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am not a part of that group.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It took away most people's feeling of preresult-release anxiety and changed it with sheer feeling of frustration which usually leads to expletive-rich grumblings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deep inside I was planning to murder whoever responsible for this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;The World Cup started 2-days back. And it somehow led me to these thoughts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Women in football jerseys look hot!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't ever challenge a bunch of Brazilians to a game of park football. Ever.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The vuvuzella should be banned. Or else I have to watch the games in mute.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come to think of it, if your girlfriend likes football, you're a happy couple.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maradona is a walrus.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I should start playing "real" football. Dah lama tak main...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TBQyYjCNDzI/AAAAAAAAAcU/DcffFz_VpHg/s1600/soccer+chicks.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 253px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TBQyYjCNDzI/AAAAAAAAAcU/DcffFz_VpHg/s400/soccer+chicks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482062043719470898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Not exactly football jerseys but these are fine saucy footy chicks ey? Another reason to support the Italians! FORZA ITALIAAA!!! I love you Italia chicks!!! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TBQy1DIzu-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/NtObT4rKHNQ/s1600/soccer+chicks+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TBQy1DIzu-I/AAAAAAAAAcc/NtObT4rKHNQ/s400/soccer+chicks+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482062533373443042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;THIS is what I meant by jerseys :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I don't think I have made any significant progress to my 79-item to-do list. So many still, yet so little time... damn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I think I've lost my writing skills...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-1309220141008449071?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1309220141008449071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1309220141008449071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/06/world-cup-fever-does-not-cause-you-to.html' title='World Cup Fever Does Not Cause You to Have A Rise in Body Temperature, And Women in football Jerseys Look Hot!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/TBQsD5kSogI/AAAAAAAAAcM/0N3efJmhWhI/s72-c/result+part+3+degree.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-478665865300605464</id><published>2010-05-17T08:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T09:36:27.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Item Number 5. Godd...</title><content type='html'>About a week back I made up a 79-item to-do list with the hope I can get it done by July 11th, and at the same time inching myself closer to the comforting feeling of being able to become a proper adult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get a few items dealt with such as no.8 and no.9,  and I am in the process of doing no.7, 14, 16, 24, 47 and 77. But then for some of the items in it, like no.5 (Talk to those people you haven't spoken to in YM/Facebook), it is kinda hard to determine whether what I do is adequate enough to get it off the list. The reason why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't find my fb friend list. The one that lists out every friends I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to define "those people I haven't spoken to on Facebook".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I don't feel like talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;They might not feel like talking to me (as was the case with quite a few of them).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have 440 friends of which about 100 of them are people I barely know (friends of friends who knew me but I don't know them, or those people from the school who simply add me cos we're simply from the same school, which if we were still students of the same school I might happily ignore their friend requests and if I am to drop them a message now will most probably lead them to point no.4).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;And so, my solutions to this problem is...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Only find those you can find (eh?).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I suppose those people whom I haven't spoken to within the past 3 months  are people I haven't spoken (enough) with.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to fight the negative feeling and be a lot friendlier.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You make contact with them, up to them to reply to it or not. You've done your part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Those whom you feel pointless to "reconnect/connect" with are out of the list.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S_CcgkOu5cI/AAAAAAAAAb8/3pqCP-ueZ7E/s1600/handshake.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 208px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S_CcgkOu5cI/AAAAAAAAAb8/3pqCP-ueZ7E/s400/handshake.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472045630550369730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Lez reconnect wiz each ozher!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright now, you got item number 5 defined, off you may go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-478665865300605464?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/478665865300605464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/478665865300605464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/05/item-number-5-godd.html' title='Item Number 5. Godd...'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S_CcgkOu5cI/AAAAAAAAAb8/3pqCP-ueZ7E/s72-c/handshake.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-4101043744540514896</id><published>2010-05-11T14:07:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T21:33:25.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Ladies and Gentlemen, Enter The List!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S-lcHnABB3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/KMD64jcLAdQ/s1600/thelist_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S-lcHnABB3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/KMD64jcLAdQ/s400/thelist_b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470004508216067954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Realise that you've got a problem"&lt;/blockquote&gt;- Mike Gayle, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The To-Do List&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After four-and-a-half months of studying, lepaking, ogling at chicks, sleeping, facebooking till 3am, and went crazy trying to meet assignment deadlines and topping it all with a miserable run of final exams, I, Zaid Mohamad feels that I richly deserve a good 2 months break from anything related to studying the balance sheet, analyzing corporate finance and understanding research methodology. I'm planning to laze around the house and be completely useless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, that was the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as I grow older and being 22, somehow I feel that I need to make myself more productive. In a sense that I should be doing stuffs that matters to myself. That can make my life better, even a tad bit. And that, by doing so I can actually pave my way through to becoming a proper adult, hopefully by 30. In a nutshell, I'm doing this so that I won't be putting my holidays to waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I have come to a conclusion that it's about time I joined the world of fully functioning adults - on a temporary basis at least - as of today I will be undertaking a 79-item To-Do List which I plan to have completed by July 5th (or so, till my semester break ends). So that I can in the future look back at this semester break as being the more/most productive than the past few semester breaks before it and make my transition to being a proper adult without suffering from much shocks and difficulties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the reason I tagged you lot to this blog post is to give me the inspiration and motivation to succeed, knowing full well that should I fail in completing a minimum of 50 tasks, I will look like a complete and utter buffoon in front of you all and will afford you the right to mock me to within an inch of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you all soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zaid Mohamad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Semester Break Holiday To-Do List!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clear the desk so that you can actually put your laptop on it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arrange my bags, books and stuffs on my desks and shelves in my room into something resembling an order.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Restring both guitars...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And relearn how to play them (and break the 'tone-deaf' ceiling).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talk to those people you haven't spoken to in YM/Facebook.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Clear my music library from broken-files songs/ songs that I accidently downloaded twice.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn basic Italian.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Download Google Earth...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Windows Live Messenger.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get rid of useless files and downloads from the hard drive.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Expand vocabulary (one word per day).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arrange my academic/co-curricular certificates into chronological order and put it in a file.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Work out how to make function the laptop camera and mic with Windows 7.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Do something with Winamp  music library artist organisation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to cook proper food.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep hair as long as possible.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Come up with a 5 year plan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to identify plants/vegetables/shrubs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go jogging.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find more news on scholarships.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn how to use Adobe Photoshop.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plan a final meet up with the DIIA kids before or after convo.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Remove my name from all emails newsletters subsription services that I unwisely signed up for.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep up with current affairs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Create a new email with a proper name for official use.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Establish yourself at the last.fm forums.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Brush up your &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fardhu-ain&lt;/span&gt; knowledge.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Delete useless emails/junkmails and keep them organised.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Make it a habit to check your email everyday.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to appreciate Metallica.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Go to mosque for regular daily prayer (that is, barring the Friday prayer).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a proper IQ test...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And personality test...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And career test.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to appreciate &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pulp Fiction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give Harry Potter a chance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;American Beauty...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Juno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Bruges...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Leon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pineapple Express...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rec...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;500 Days of Summer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This is England...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Role Models.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn to curb my tendencies in using "..." in writing messages...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And learn how to write a proper sentence.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give PJ Harvey a second chance...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Tori Amos' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Boys for Pele&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Pizicatto 5.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to understand George Carlin's jokes.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn a dance move just in case I might need them in the future.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find out how the capital market responds to different economic indicators.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Try to like reading BNM/Bursa Malaysia/Economic sites.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Decide if you're really ever going to watch &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bangkok Dangerous...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Initial-D...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Inkheart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fight Club.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know about the solar system.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Know who's who in the government.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Find missing CDS like Oasis' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What's the Story [Morning Glory?]...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Audioslave...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And The Darkness' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Permission to Land.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Catch up with Bonana...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Tun Syakirin...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Hafiz...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And Syarku+Mimi+Anas.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ask Faiq to save me a pair of Arau Open T-Shirt+goody bag.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Investigate what exactly does a remisier/dealer/broker do.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Play chess more.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Relearn chess moves and strategies.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stop eating McDonald's. Or have once/month max.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get a girlfriend so that she can give your life purpose and make you more organised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learn how to impress girls.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Have a indie-music moment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Join the library.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sample every nasi kandar restaurants in town.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Register myself with the Suruhanjaya Pilihan Raya so that I'll be eligible to cast some undi-rosak in the next election.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Watch every World Cup game without fail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-4101043744540514896?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4101043744540514896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4101043744540514896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/05/ladies-and-gentlemen-enter-list.html' title='Ladies and Gentlemen, Enter The List!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S-lcHnABB3I/AAAAAAAAAb0/KMD64jcLAdQ/s72-c/thelist_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-832540112122469403</id><published>2010-04-28T20:14:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T20:33:06.178+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Passive Aggressor'/><title type='text'>The Passive Aggressor and to my Blog Groupie Tyah</title><content type='html'>Listening to : Radiohead's Hail to the Thief album&lt;br /&gt;Watching : How I Met Your Mother Season 4 episode 22&lt;br /&gt;Playing : Facebook Chess&lt;br /&gt;Reading : QMT notes. Just finished exam maa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I decided to be a passive aggressor for once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, since I find that this type - the passive aggressors - can be found in my facebook(and rather easily at that), posting well-rehearsed retorts without mentioning anyone by name almost daily, it got me thinking that if I am to vent my anger in a sentence so vague yet full of emo teenage-angst without anyone ever noticing who the sentence is intended like most girls I saw on facebook, I might find joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except that, I don't want to be one of those girls (and boys) cause I have a certain code of conduct to follow. And of course, the luxury of having a blog means that I'm not obliged to follow the facebook codes I have set myself, cause for a blog with a pitiful web-traffic record such as this (not overly pitiful actually ;D), I have the freedom to write nonsense such as this very post here, yet can be rest assured that no one cares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S9g4kXFo1KI/AAAAAAAAAbc/oC7p3B-rQsk/s1600/fat_pig_shirt-p235347534493702528t5hl_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S9g4kXFo1KI/AAAAAAAAAbc/oC7p3B-rQsk/s320/fat_pig_shirt-p235347534493702528t5hl_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465180345138205858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That fella should wear this once a while...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Apparently, a self-proclaimed hensem fat pig had ruffled my beautiful ass feathers for quite a long while now thus warranting himself a precious space in this blog due to him being the saddest, attention-seeking, mr-suave-wannabe poser I've ever seen. And that in itself is a great achievement cause I rarely talk about anyone else except myself in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that, I shall be like them passive aggressors, trash-talking in a manner where no one understands except for those with a lot of time to kill. Or the person's own self. Nevertheless, I shall start now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I was offered a rather unpleasant view of having to watch a breakaway fat-camp trainee who stands as tall as the many girls' shoulders he's being a dedicated "Mr Cabby" to, passing by my air space. That, and the fact that he wasn't alone in getting my personal air-traffic controllers in my head working overtime in clearing the air space around me from visual pollution got me irked. Cause that person he was around was a certain someone that I'm kinda having a small crush at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which rekindled my itch to give him a fine flying kick to his bollocks to knock him some senses for his never say die attitude due to his unmatching sense of narcissism or "perasan bagus" attitude and his fine Gummy Bear physique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S9hNnsztNQI/AAAAAAAAAbs/iSh4NSJOSOw/s1600/gummi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 295px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S9hNnsztNQI/AAAAAAAAAbs/iSh4NSJOSOw/s400/gummi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465203492252366082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Physique-wise, he's Mommy Gummi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's like watching a arrogant purple dinosaur driver who dubbed himself Barney Cool sticking desperately like a magnet to whichever chicks around, which really is not cool by any stretch from a proper, non-attention-whoring sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't be this high and mighty if not for his discriminative treatment on pretty girls and his own guy friends, which makes him a royal douche. That and his poser attitude makes him a likeable hate figure due to him being a piggy-physique eksyen-kamen perasan macho nak mampos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really, he's not hot, for whatever outfit he wears to a dinner function, he just resembled a sticky gucci-shorty-piggy-sticker, sticking to girls in a failed attempt to look macho (read: having girls around him makes him feel macho). And the most recent one, he resembled a penguin lost in a tropical red carpet glamour. He could've stayed around longer, but I guess he realised that he failed to shine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he doesn't have anyone to hang around with him voluntarily... or so I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S9hBgAoe3EI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Xeks6ab93JM/s1600/fat+penguin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S9hBgAoe3EI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Xeks6ab93JM/s400/fat+penguin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465190165995510850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;For someone like him, he should realise that he doesn't deserve to act like he does. For whatever "I should just be myself, wtf should I care?" crap he might wanna retort at, this guy only deserves to be thought on how to behave proper and control his "gartey punani-ness"... Or learn some good PR practice cause his type will not earn him his much craved after pop shots. Cause really, he's a sad guy for being a guy he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone at the table hate you man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He should just better off home wanking on a couch or being his much beloved Mr Cabby to neighbourhood girls... Frankly speaking, and without doubt, I like the way things went before his untimely comeback.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO ATIYYAH JAMIL : I've been tagged, YAY!!!! But I don't have a camera phone, and my bags mostly have notes and books. Nothing interesting there. Well, maybe cept for a pack of maggi mee in a plastic bag on my shelf :B&lt;br /&gt;But thanks for the tag still! Love yah! Muuuuuaaaaxxxx!!!! xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-832540112122469403?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/832540112122469403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/832540112122469403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/04/passive-aggressor-and-to-my-blog.html' title='The Passive Aggressor and to my Blog Groupie Tyah'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S9g4kXFo1KI/AAAAAAAAAbc/oC7p3B-rQsk/s72-c/fat_pig_shirt-p235347534493702528t5hl_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-2585105663457085743</id><published>2010-04-09T15:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T16:09:20.717+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>It's Already April!!!!</title><content type='html'>And the finals are coming to get you soon!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HELPPPP!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I still have time to rant, and here goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Miss Cikin sent me a fb msg which read "Exam : Read textbook n do past year exam quest". Yes, it doesn't sound like a proper sentence, but still it's quite disturbing to receive a PM from a lecturer telling you to actually start STUDYING!       &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I realized that cycling at night is fun.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Tests and assignments do not just kill the human kind in the long run (read- it is scientifically proven that stress leads to diseases and reduce one's life span) , they kill trees too, in the short run. :B&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is cheesy, but we wore blue today!!! Yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to ask my parents to get me a car, if I score a DL. I just need one mama!!! Mamaaaa can larrrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My laptop's WMP library has gone haywire. I'm finding it hard to get it sorted out, I might just give up.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm planning to make a super complete check list that will make my life more meaningful just like the one in Mike Gayle's The To-Do List. And complete the tasks in it. &gt;.&lt; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Procrastination hampers progress. It does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I had my 3-weeks worth of laundry sent to Umie for washing a couple of days ago and now my wardrobe smells of floral detergent. And I'm happy :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I still haven't paid the graduation fees, haven't done the clearance, and still thinking of which elective subject to choose from. Need to get these sorted out quick. By 10pm today perhaps? Do not procrastinate Zaid!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Faye Wong is perhaps the Chinese equivalent of Bjork or Tori Amos. Her brand of music is amazing!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just bought a pack of cereal drinks. Should have thought of buying them way earlier in the semester so that I won't get myself starved during untimely moments.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a_TmhSLeYfo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a_TmhSLeYfo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'm sooo addicted to this song!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-2585105663457085743?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2585105663457085743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2585105663457085743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/04/its-already-april.html' title='It&apos;s Already April!!!!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-6377810886921848133</id><published>2010-03-30T19:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-30T20:07:29.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>There's a Game On Facebook Called Aquarium or Something...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So many fish there in the sea;&lt;br /&gt;You wanted him,&lt;br /&gt;He wanted me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I wanted you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Altered a little from the song Automatic Stop - The Strokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not feeling entirely down at the moment. Despite tons of assignments, read - FMI (due next week), CF (presentation on April Fool's Day, handover of assignment on the next Monday by 12), QMT test on Sunday, RM the next day and RM super assignment before the finals - I'm not feeling bad, albeit a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that in the future, our grand kids will uncover that tests and assignments are the ones that contribute to global warming. Imagine all those trees being murdered so that lousy novels like the twilight saga get printed out and college students all around the world got their live span reduced while bravely battling out in exam halls and meeting deadlines...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih, time to get serious with work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S7HmlMm3isI/AAAAAAAAAbU/RlAalTRP-H4/s1600/types-of-fishes-for-aquarium.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 287px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S7HmlMm3isI/AAAAAAAAAbU/RlAalTRP-H4/s320/types-of-fishes-for-aquarium.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454394150436178626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-6377810886921848133?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6377810886921848133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6377810886921848133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/03/theres-game-on-facebook-called-aquarium.html' title='There&apos;s a Game On Facebook Called Aquarium or Something...'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S7HmlMm3isI/AAAAAAAAAbU/RlAalTRP-H4/s72-c/types-of-fishes-for-aquarium.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-622245866094516792</id><published>2010-03-26T09:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T09:14:13.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Nasi Putih Daging Merah</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S6wHqQfXIMI/AAAAAAAAAbM/k0isviO343g/s1600/Nasi+Daging+Merah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S6wHqQfXIMI/AAAAAAAAAbM/k0isviO343g/s400/Nasi+Daging+Merah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452741671401234626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;... tastes like shyte! The worst RM3.80 ever spent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;In another news, I have FMI and CF assignments due next week, Arabic speaking test and video act due next month, QMT test on 3/4, CF test on I dunno when, CF presentation on Thursday next week, RM test sometime next month and RM super assignment due sometime before 15/4. This is sure as hell will going to be the most taxing couple of weeks this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, enter The Inter Galactic Super Busy Period Fuck The Wayyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:230%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MAY GOD HELP US ALL!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-622245866094516792?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/622245866094516792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/622245866094516792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/03/nasi-putih-daging-merah.html' title='Nasi Putih Daging Merah'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S6wHqQfXIMI/AAAAAAAAAbM/k0isviO343g/s72-c/Nasi+Daging+Merah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-1437359466507359773</id><published>2010-03-22T10:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T11:37:14.468+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><title type='text'>I Want To Go To You</title><content type='html'>Zaid of the future, at this point you were writing this post using microsoft word on a UiTM bus, on your way back from the presumably horrible Personal Development trip at Morib (which proved to be mildly otherwise, thank God), nursing rather painful shots on your right arm from paintball quietly at the back of the bus. Listening to Sufjan Stevens after watching a Russell Peters rerun and waiting desperately for your facebook home to finish uploading its content with about a hundred updates waiting to be responded at, due to the ridiculously poor internet speed that could have challenged the legendary dial-up, and win in straight sets. And in the safe knowledge that you have just missed Kings of Convenience live at The Curve and one of the many girls you were having a terrible crush this year (and somehow she knows it) has been avoiding any contact with you–eye, conversation, etc -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The personality test I took while I was at Morib says that I’m a “lover”. She happens to be in the same group. I think I fall in love rather easily. Is this some kind of mental illness I'm having for falling in too easily??? Coz I think, I love her... Help me. Please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S6bllxTdBWI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Khm1dAH7ofY/s1600-h/I_want_to_go_to_you_by_seanfl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 108px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S6bllxTdBWI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Khm1dAH7ofY/s400/I_want_to_go_to_you_by_seanfl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451296836031415650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A down-sized photo art of "I Want To Go To You" by Seanfl. My top 3 deviantart favs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-1437359466507359773?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1437359466507359773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1437359466507359773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-want-to-go-to-you.html' title='I Want To Go To You'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S6bllxTdBWI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Khm1dAH7ofY/s72-c/I_want_to_go_to_you_by_seanfl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-9036077851505522904</id><published>2010-03-14T09:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T12:01:53.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>My Birthday is in 5 Days People!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S5xcVp5zIwI/AAAAAAAAAa0/6lzaj0hFAmc/s1600-h/Iceland_wideweb__430x320,0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S5xcVp5zIwI/AAAAAAAAAa0/6lzaj0hFAmc/s400/Iceland_wideweb__430x320,0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448331176306746114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 5 days I will turn 22. In 5 days, I'll be leaving for Pantai Morib. In 5 days, I won't be able to assure myself that what I'll face there is anything of passable substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For whatever self enriching personal development topics that I've gone through in MGTxxx class,  I still feel it doesn't bode well with my principals and nature in regards to the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't like being in a bus for 5 hours, I'll get dizzy. I don't like being away from cyberspace for not longer than 2 days coz I'm addicted to it. I don't like living in dorms, I just hate it. I don't like (being shot at) paintball. I don't like having to sacrifice my dignity just to entertain some random kids with a talentless display of lip syncing Hindi songs on stage. Or giving motivational speech since I myself am not motivated to go for the trip. I don't like doing something I'm not in total command of, especially during my birthday!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:250%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I JUST WANNA WATCH KINGS OF CONVENIENCE WITHOUT ALL THIS CRAPS DAMNIT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this time around, there will - of course - not be any birthday bash. Because of the trip to Morib. But still, since I tagged you guys into reading this piece of crap, I am having (a glimmer of) hope to at least have half of my birthday wishlist this year delivered/done/given/made/etc... to me, by you guys instead of egging me in a public display of brutality(which I managed to avoid last year due to people having forgotten my existence, and birthday). Btw, here goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;A long sleeved shirt for paintball. Neither orange nor yellow in colour. (shirt and stuff)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sony Ericsson(sp?) W-595. That same exact model and colour which got stolen by a certain celaka last year. (gadgets)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A jade choker. I lost mine. (accessories)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;New strings for my electric guitar. Dah berkarat teruk dah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A new pair of pristine white flip flops. (accessories)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sigur Ros' Heima DVD. Orang kata the packaging is awesome and the album overall got a 4.5 at sputnikmusic.  (music)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Money&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dan Brown's The Solomon Temple (books)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Awek. Aku single lagi. (orang)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ticket and ride to watch Kings of Convenience Live at Bentley Music Auditorium at The Curve on 21/3 (gigs)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fresh undies. Mine's getting old. (shirt and stuff)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A sassy cute chic to spend the night with (definitely not getting one...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Delicious, nutritious, non-poisonous MEALS (realise the capital S in it?) (free food)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Next month's FHM (magz)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hamba abdi (orang)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A watch. The ones with cool design. I don't mind cheap ones.(accessories)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stockings (accessories)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A leather jacket so girls will go wild and for other guys to get jealous at. Or a body fit punyer sweater macam orang skarang slalu pakai. (accessories)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lene Marlin. I want her to perform in my bedroom. Tak pon Wondergirls!!! xD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Trip to Iceland. (pictured above)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Deodorant, shower gel. Nak habis dah (toiletries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A cap (accessories)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Audrey Niffenegger's The Time Traveler's Wife (books)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A fridge to store my food (electrical appliances)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A 80GB minimum external hard disk(electronics)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Tu dia aih! List panjang gedabak!!! But in the end, trip kena pegi jugak... kan bes kalau trip cancel tapi still boleh clear markah PD tu kannn???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : It has been 3 days now since I last had water running in my bathroom. Which also means that I haven't shyte for the past 3 days. Though there's water downstairs, I don't feel like doing business down there. It's just that I don't feel proper. But somehow, I can't keep it in any longer. It's time to get the bike...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-9036077851505522904?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/9036077851505522904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/9036077851505522904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/03/my-birthday-is-in-5-days-people.html' title='My Birthday is in 5 Days People!!!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S5xcVp5zIwI/AAAAAAAAAa0/6lzaj0hFAmc/s72-c/Iceland_wideweb__430x320,0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-5459420499310554749</id><published>2010-03-13T11:58:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T13:15:49.979+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><title type='text'>Happy Belated Birthday (again) to My Blog</title><content type='html'>Four years ago, on 26th February, I posted my very first proper blog post using blogspot. A solid 2 years after my experiment post on the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S5seg9XPadI/AAAAAAAAAas/IhgEpjfs7Uk/s1600-h/backyard_sunset_2_by_kickass88+edit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S5seg9XPadI/AAAAAAAAAas/IhgEpjfs7Uk/s400/backyard_sunset_2_by_kickass88+edit.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447981725811435986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog's name was initially called "el-bloggo". And it changed quite often from "blogogo" to "blegh" and a few variations in between them until I chose to settle down with the name No Surprises 2 (due to other people already taken the name No Surprises).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The layout back then was some basic blogspot template which I used for about 2 years (the basic black template one) and it used to have the game pacman and a few youtube vids of my favourite songs in it on the right hand corner of the blog. And oh! The header (which bore the words "no alarms and no surprises and a cropped picture of my eyes) was half-filled, and it remained for a long time until I moved out from matrics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading the old posts, I realised my transformation from being a ditzy teenager who can't even spell and often looked at the world as if they are out to get me to someone whose more mature (I think) and appreciates the small joys the world has got to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I have vent my frustrations, rambled about the injustice of the world like no one else's business, talked about the various chics I have fallen for, my experience with my exfgs, the places I've been and the many (unfair) things those places(and the system) did to me and my state of mind. This is also the place I talked about football, economics, politics, my ambitions, the things I saw, the crazy things I did and the targets I set (like the cliched new year's resolution).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This, and many more over the past 4 years have seen No Surprises 2 played the role of a close ally to me - or even a friend who listens to even the smallest of matters - accompanying me in my journey to adulthood. And I hope it continues until... well, when I have grandkids?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:380%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;4TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;ANNIVERSARY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;NO SURPRISES2!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-5459420499310554749?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5459420499310554749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5459420499310554749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/03/happy-belated-birthday-again-to-my-blog.html' title='Happy Belated Birthday (again) to My Blog'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S5seg9XPadI/AAAAAAAAAas/IhgEpjfs7Uk/s72-c/backyard_sunset_2_by_kickass88+edit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-2057363598867423737</id><published>2010-03-12T06:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T06:48:28.670+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>The Only Thing About My House...</title><content type='html'>I like the place I'm renting at.&lt;br /&gt;Nice room, nice house.&lt;br /&gt;Nice housemates, nice neighbourhood.&lt;br /&gt;The place itself is very convenient and lively.&lt;br /&gt;Downstairs, you can find many eateries, a grocery store, a mini market, 2 stationery shops, 2 computer shops, 2 ccs, a tuition centre, a wedding/gift store, a motel and the all legendary karaoke centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing about my house that I hate is... it has a regular water interruption. It's like a monthly thing. Like what I'm having right now :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-2057363598867423737?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2057363598867423737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2057363598867423737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/03/only-thing-about-my-house.html' title='The Only Thing About My House...'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-5290521670067118259</id><published>2010-03-10T13:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T18:26:49.072+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Fucking Addicted to This</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S5crUfAJvCI/AAAAAAAAAak/F1L10mAx4r8/s1600-h/kundur.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S5crUfAJvCI/AAAAAAAAAak/F1L10mAx4r8/s400/kundur.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446869905247419426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Desperate, thirsty and the fact that the climate Arau Saudi has become for a couple of months now - which is sticky-hot-as-hell - has resulted in me searching for something to cool down my system, so I went down to a shop downstairs whom Kas, a course-mate of mine is working at part time.&lt;br /&gt;In the spirit of experimentation, I chose what I first thought a cunningly disguised cucumber juice only to be proved wrong and got myself equally marveled at the ignorance I had while at the shops as I often overlooked the dull-looking green canned drink and the taste of sheer soothness this can of wintermelon tea(pictured above) has brought my body to.&lt;br /&gt;Indeed, this can of wonder belies it's apparent mono-coloured non attractive visual package on it's container as it's soothingness and indescribable pleasant taste demands my wallet to allocate RM1.50 everyday exclusively just to purchase a can of this drink. Definitely this drink deserves better can jacket and marketing, no?&lt;br /&gt;And, in the spirit of sharing, I would like to recommend my readers to try a can to get the sticky hotness feeling of Arau Saudi(or anywhere else with a 40 Celcius temperature) out of the system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not working for Yeo's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-5290521670067118259?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5290521670067118259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5290521670067118259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/03/fucking-addicted-to-this.html' title='Fucking Addicted to This'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S5crUfAJvCI/AAAAAAAAAak/F1L10mAx4r8/s72-c/kundur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-8416943223649977656</id><published>2010-02-16T23:15:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T01:05:27.748+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Just to Let You Know</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S3rKMVTc-hI/AAAAAAAAAaM/uLQGcldhQ5I/s1600-h/Blackadder.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S3rKMVTc-hI/AAAAAAAAAaM/uLQGcldhQ5I/s320/Blackadder.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438881813229271570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm a fan of the tv series Blackadder. So it is only natural of me to scour the realm of the cyberspace - ruled only by the FBI, google, and of course in some countries like our ungrateful neighbour of the south Singapore; the media censorship agency (haha!) - to find Blackadder related stuff. And I stumbled upon this &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/comedy/blackadder/quotes/index.shtml"&gt;gem&lt;/a&gt; which I should've had the wisdom to be amazed by its very existence three years ago while I was still not affected by a mild bipolar disorder born out of continuous mental agony suffered in the el-nino stricken state of Perlis (on which its very existence challenges the logic). But it's better late than never, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the holidays. It's mid term break actually. So in keeping with the tradition to keep the students busy during their mid term breaks; assignments of various forms and shapes are brought home by us students (I set aside 2 bags, one exclusively for homeworks) with the intention to get it done, or half done, given by lecturers eager to stamp their mark in the annals of "how-to-destroy-those-kids-holidays". That said, I better off doing my assignments which is still not even 10% done (at the time of press). Oh, and I have 23 credit hours for this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been stalking my fb (or I tagged you in my fb note) in the past 5 days, you will know that I'm in love with a girl from Kemunting (excuse the cheesyness), had a great chat with her and I made the elementary mistake of forgetting to ask for her number. But I've devised a master plan. I remembered that she said she is directing a screenplay due to be staged in March. So she must be a member of the Drama Club. And so, I shall sacrifice my Friday evening to find her, wherever she may be (most prolly at Dewan Baru)... I ride a bicycle to class, this should be easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks back I joined the guys from A class for a BBQ at Gua Kelam (it was my first visit - which given that I've been living in the tiny state of Perlis for 3 long years - a surprise) , and an evening retail therapy at Padang Besar. My only verdict is that, WE SHOULD DO THIS EVERY MONTH GUYS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S3rKM2n0woI/AAAAAAAAAaU/zFWzZxy36zA/s1600-h/18058_1321707117311_1069812627_994355_1337080_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S3rKM2n0woI/AAAAAAAAAaU/zFWzZxy36zA/s320/18058_1321707117311_1069812627_994355_1337080_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438881822173086338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to kakak Syariza's wedding with Mimi and Sharku. I ate too much that day I felt my tummy bloating, waiting to get the organs inside to make their way out in a horror display of tummy explosion. What made it worse is that we didn't just go to the kenduri. We went to Pizza Hut at Kulim Mall only to be amazed at how those two can find space in their tummy for delicious looking spaghettis... Ok perhaps, they didn't eat as much as I did during the kenduri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S3rKNOALdsI/AAAAAAAAAac/3BMppJkheCk/s1600-h/21968_306273294437_775684437_3304847_2844026_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S3rKNOALdsI/AAAAAAAAAac/3BMppJkheCk/s320/21968_306273294437_775684437_3304847_2844026_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5438881828449253058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm contemplating in lodging a police report on those kids behind my house row who are firing those loud firecrackers on the ground that they contribute to sound pollution and possession of contraband.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-8416943223649977656?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8416943223649977656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8416943223649977656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/02/just-to-let-you-know.html' title='Just to Let You Know'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S3rKMVTc-hI/AAAAAAAAAaM/uLQGcldhQ5I/s72-c/Blackadder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-3121912135405502173</id><published>2010-02-14T07:46:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:56:18.559+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>The Girl From Kemunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/t3CkOx--Ghg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/t3CkOx--Ghg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE : It is best if you play this song while reading this post to invoke the romantic nature of this post. Whatever that means...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great chat with a wonderful girl while on the way back home from Arau two nights ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all started when I boarded the KTM train, with a no-seat-guaranteed written on its ticket. Which got me kinda confused at how things go at KTM. They can sell tickets to those returning to anywhere but Kedah/Penang a few weeks earlier and those returning to the said destinations can only buy the ticket on boarding day!? WTF??? Which guarantees a no-seat trip, and leg cramps - to Alor Setar at least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was lucky to meet Jeha - an ACELS member during my time as president (kena mention ke??? xD) - who generously gave away her seat to me so that she can seat with her bf (eh?); after noticing I was standing like a tortured soul whose having leg cramps for about 1 hour, and staring at her like a possessed cayote desperate to get his arse sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to say thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I was seating at her place. Right next to a decent looking chick (score!), but she was sleeping, but she looks sooo cute while sleeping T.T... and so, I laid my boney arse into the surprisingly comfy chair, and somehow I woke her up from her sleep... like... alamak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, after a few odd minutes, we chat... out of boredom of not being able to sleep and in her case - returning to sleep. And from then on I realised how pure and sincere this girl is, unlike most girls I see back in campus who are mostly posers who fancy the US version of mamak stall - starbucks - or any other Israel financiers and machine-made designer labels and act sif they're super hot. She is different and in fact, from how I see it, has a very strong personality, and she's fun to be with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she's a part 2 agro student from Kemunting. Her name is Mira and she's third in the family, and she lives with her young and sporting stepmom together with 7 other siblings. Her dad died last year, years after her mom's, but somehow I see that she got over it very well, as if she has got used to it. She's smart, she knows what she is talking about and she almost scored a dean's list last sem! Apart from the fact that she's kinda hot and single, I clearly think I've met my match. It was the best chat I've had in a while and the usually long hours in the train felt very short.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I forgot to ask for her number :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I shall try! This could be one of those how-I-met -your-mother/romantic valentine's day story!&lt;br /&gt;... and whenever I hear this song, I remember her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Chinese New Year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-3121912135405502173?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3121912135405502173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3121912135405502173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/02/girl-from-kemunting.html' title='The Girl From Kemunting'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-8590387474276097267</id><published>2010-02-11T12:06:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T14:57:50.194+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>I See the Return of al-Fetto Drebo Gartay Punani</title><content type='html'>Zaid of the future, this is the period where you re-realised that your swine-physique debtor of a five score (in Malaysian monetary value) -which has gone a notch north thinking that you're giving him a NPL- who poses as a desperate stylissimo-wannabe is indeed the al-Fetto Drebo Gartay Punani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;And he's making a comeback!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I can't find anyone as pathetic and sorry such as the poser. Look closer into the mirror, get smart and be like one if the worldly riches (which I believe is his ultimate goal) is what he wanted. And instead of acting like a super-liquid girl magnet who "par-tays" till dawn, buying unmatched pricey wears and vehemently wanting to be known as that "cool kid", its a billion times better if he takes out some of his supposedly fat wallet and make that long-overdued dues, shed the attention-whoring and perform his prayers. And really, it got my attention that the girls (my juniors especially) whom he has been their motor slave not too long ago (and still is) are just hanging around your bulging belly due to your daddy's toy. With all honesty, my juniors themselves said that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such lowlife. You gucci swine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S3OQquF5M7I/AAAAAAAAAaE/7QW65MTRRbs/s1600-h/ist2_452747-road-hog-biker-pig.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S3OQquF5M7I/AAAAAAAAAaE/7QW65MTRRbs/s320/ist2_452747-road-hog-biker-pig.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436848238767977394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;not much difference from the actual person; picture from  http://sgforums.com/forums/1189/topics/235425&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and suddenly, I'm bitching like a 16-yo girl! WTF!!!??? XD&lt;br /&gt;... and indeed, it is my intention to make this post as in-understandable as possible! BWAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I'm now officially a part time tuition teacher teaching UPSR and SPM kids English. And I have PD test tonight. :B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-8590387474276097267?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8590387474276097267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8590387474276097267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-see-return-of-al-fetto-drebo-gartay.html' title='I See the Return of al-Fetto Drebo Gartay Punani'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S3OQquF5M7I/AAAAAAAAAaE/7QW65MTRRbs/s72-c/ist2_452747-road-hog-biker-pig.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-2218107610870839005</id><published>2010-02-02T15:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T16:17:29.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='when you&apos;re bored'/><title type='text'>I Had Lunch at Juliana and I Saw This...</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Dyesebel and Fredo, mermaid and man, love each another against all odds in this quaintly Filipino story."&lt;/b&gt; - the star online&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/user/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S2fdUfYm0LI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Z_88gKjp0iE/s1600-h/dyesebel2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S2fdUfYm0LI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Z_88gKjp0iE/s320/dyesebel2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433554819537621170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;You can follow the show at 2pm, ASTRO Prima on tuesdays.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ever watched a foreign tv show where you won't bother understanding the cheesy storyline, trying to make sense of something (obviously) illogical, and just marvel at the hotness of the smoking hot asian chicks wearing sexually suggestive mermaid-costumes (got the hint?) for a full one hour without bother reading a single word from the subs (they speak filipino) while eating nasik paprik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And apparently, if you follow this &lt;a href="http://star-ecentral.com/services/sprinterfriendly.asp?file=/2009/11/8/tvnradio/5053982&amp;amp;sec=tvnradio"&gt;link &lt;/a&gt;you will learn that the tv series (and the hot chicks) are making wave internationally, making it one of the most successful filipino tv series ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have class this evening due to the lecturers having a meeting with the new VC. Though there's a chance the RM class will still go as usual, I'm still hell bent not to attend the  class at 4:30 even if there's any. MUAHAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S2feuVFEV0I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uM7A8h6XiHI/s1600-h/dyesebel1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 127px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S2feuVFEV0I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/uM7A8h6XiHI/s320/dyesebel1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433556362959542082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-2218107610870839005?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2218107610870839005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2218107610870839005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-had-lunch-at-juliana-and-i-saw-this.html' title='I Had Lunch at Juliana and I Saw This...'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/S2fdUfYm0LI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/Z_88gKjp0iE/s72-c/dyesebel2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-7995834678596157742</id><published>2010-01-31T11:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-31T12:33:13.219+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>If Only They Still Don't Know How to Use the Computers.</title><content type='html'>The only reason soccernet is much better than goal.com is that soccernet rarely/doesn't have useless comments from glory hunting nigerian/african readers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm longing to post this into the comment box... to the glory hunters of africa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"  &gt;Just stick to your fucking team, respect others, and don't degrade other teams as if you are a football pundit. And learn how to type like a proper man damn it! And of course, brush up your fucking English before you post a fucking comment! I am fucking sick of wasting my time reading unintelligible/useless comments from you fucking nigerians at goal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But goal.com has better Seria A news coverage. The world is not fair!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-7995834678596157742?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7995834678596157742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7995834678596157742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/01/if-only-they-still-dont-know-how-to-use.html' title='If Only They Still Don&apos;t Know How to Use the Computers.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-7637311698665369074</id><published>2010-01-22T22:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:21:50.357+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><title type='text'>To Stay or Not to Stay</title><content type='html'>Lately I've been contemplating whether it is worthwile if I am to go forward with my plan to further my studies elsewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three years back, I was hell bent on studying my ass off over the course of my diploma studies so that I can study abroad to such an extent where I set myself a &lt;a href="http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2006/12/vision-07.html"&gt;Vision 07&lt;/a&gt; - created while I was accompanying my dad for his meeting in Langkawi - and had not gone astray in my quest for overseas education, which is testament to my desire to do so. And so, I succeeded in getting a desirable score in my diploma, and I have the choice to embark on the journey knowing that I'm as good as anyone else who shares the same ambition as I do. And be with those friends and families whom I was envious of for them having the opportunity I don't have up until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But somehow, as time passes by, my desire to go that extra mile has gone away little by little. I just spoke to a friend this morning and she hit home that "grey-area" questions and doubts that have gotten into me for quite a time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for starters, I'm not an adventurous guy. And so I don't like to change things if things are going well. I am now doing my degree and things are sorted out perfectly already. I know what I should aim for at this moment and over the next few years of my studying. I have made (and still am making) friends, old and new and many lecturers know me. I have a cozy place to stay with nice housemates and (cute) neighbours and I cycle to class like some fucking environmentalist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I would have wasted another 6 months of my life crawling my way up the hill of academicia for a degree which is as good a degree I can get over here if I manage to repeat my feat during my diploma days. And that adds to another 6 months I wasted during my time doing matrix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, despite how many times I say I despise Arau, somehow the place has grown over me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so, I basically have everything laid out in front of me and I just have to follow the route and feel secure about myself. Which is the way I would like it to be. Secured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But really, the opportunity of studying abroad doesn't come easily. With the diploma I'm having I can be convinced that I can reach that ambition I was fighting for for the past 3 years. And I'm not convinced of pulling the sort of result I got during then in my degree. And of course, the many useful and precious experience and the different people and culture which can only be obtained abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a real dilemma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : sorry for tagging you guys, but i need your opinions... and i'm emoing like a cow on pms! sorry again...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-7637311698665369074?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7637311698665369074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7637311698665369074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/01/to-stay-or-not-to-stay.html' title='To Stay or Not to Stay'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-6960488274169060854</id><published>2010-01-08T19:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T19:38:45.770+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>A Dialogue About Allah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;I got into a serious discussion with a senior I met from Arau Open, about a very serious issue today regarding the court rule of allowing a Christian publication called "(the) Herald" to use the word Allah in its Bahasa Melayu publication. Mind you, I might be ditsy most of the time but this is an evidence that I can carry out a (coughs) intelligent discussion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I just have to put in into this blog as reminder. Bwahahaha!!! =B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A dialogue About Allah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Today at 18:53&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;From link:  Sac Zaini  When u play with stupid sentimen... ppl gonna get burn. Allah Is For All!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://malaysia.news.yahoo.com/ap/20100108/tap-as-malaysia-allah-ban-b3c65ae.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://malaysia.news.yahoo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.com/ap/20100108/tap-as-ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;laysia-allah-ban-b3c65ae.h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tml&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Zaid Bin Mohamad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; so you want the herald to be able to use the word allah?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Sac Zaini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; so what??? did Islam disallow the use of Allah by others??? Then banning what is not goes against Islam teaching!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Zaid Bin Mohamad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; of all the words that describes god why they want to use the word allah? allah, afterall means god. there has got to be something behind them using the word allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i don't trust - of all parties who can use the word allah - a christian newsletter. malays, honestly are not smart people. they might fall for it like the indons. i can foresee us being indonesia if this is not curbed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; just my two cents. cheers&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Sac Zaini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; ha ha ha....Kristian in east malaysia already use them 4 hundred of years.... when we now say that u cant use Allah any more.... becoz "malays, honestly are not smart people", it is fair???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and what wrong with indon now.... ? they moving forward.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Zaid Bin Mohamad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; if so happen that in east malaysia they have been using it for hundreds of years, why only recently that it has been used in religious publications? perhaps they can't read bahasa melayu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; but if it(that everybody can use it in RELIGIOUS publications) is allowed what would happen to the future of the malay people? those of our children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; in the future, instead of allah being a Islam god - which has been the general consensus in malaysia for a long time now - our children will then will assume that allah is owned by every other religion. now how can they relate allah to muslim god now that everyone is calling their god allah? the hindus have muruga. buddha is for the buddhists and jebus is for christianity. what about the muslims? the 99names? why we need to change the general understandings? and don't think the majority of the current muslims know that the 99names can be substituted with the word allah, lest teaching their children about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and if they really wanna use the word god in bahasa malaysia, why the fuck can't they use the word tuhan instead? its a fuckin perfect bm, why choose an arabic word which in malaysia has been generally understood by everyone - the malays, chinese, indians, etc - as a Islam god?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; just stop politicizing this shyte. this is religious matter.... See More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and mind your socio-political knowledge that in indonesia, they have converted millions of indegineous(hindus) AND non-indeginious(sp? muslims) people into christians. simply because indonesians can't read english (amazingly they don't use allah in english publications but they wanna use it in bm texts thinking that allah is a malay word. wtf?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and of course, every other country in the world except malaysia is moving forward. we have too much political bullshits going around and it has been years now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Sac Zaini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 1. Allah have been in use in BM Bible from Indonesia since 1887!!! so it is not something New.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 2. "Cant read BM?" The sabahan n the Sarawakian cant read in English hence the malay translation! and they pray in bm using Allah name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 3. Future??? what will happen to us??? Dont know their own God?? That the probs with education man. Confuse??? unconfuse them. Become poorer, that becoz the Gov is corrupted!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 4. Allah is Islam God??? In the Koran... Allah Rabbul Alamin = Allah Tuhan Sekalian Alam = Allah the God for the entire Universe!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 5. Allah Own by Who??? U claimed 2 own Allah???? Damn...!!!... See More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 6. Hindu??? Not relevant since it about a christian publication&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 7. Buddhist ??? Some say that Siddrata Gautama Buddha might be actually a prophet, but his teaching was currupted by his follower as had happen to too many religion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 8. Most of the Ulama' agreed that the Samawi Religion i.e. Jews n Christian can and are "DiHARUSkan= Encouraged" to use Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 9. "don't think the majority of the current muslims know that the 99names can be substituted with the word allah, lest teaching their children about it. -- Again EDUCATION!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 10. Reason why???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; tuhan = ilah =god&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; God = Al Ilah &gt; Allah = Tuhan, but in BM tuhan and Tuhan was not that different, thus the use of Allah from Arabic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 11. "Generally Understood" for it was rather misunderstood. Allah doesnt belong to 1 religion Or RACE only. He is Rabbul Alamin , The God Of The Whole universe!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 12. Dont get confused between religion and race,.... plez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 13. Who did politcize this issues , UMNO right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 14. Wont say FUCK U for not knowing, just may Allah show you AND ME AND all Malaysians the Truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Zaid Bin Mohamad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 1 - in 1887 indonesia, they was no court rule to control such things. but then again indonesia has been known as serambi mekah, so i assume the people there (barring the indeginious(sp??) tribes) were accustomed to relate allah with Islam god. until 1887 of course as islam came wayyy earlier than christianity in the archipelago . it is of course not new over there but it is here in malaysia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 2 - so teach them proper bm that we use tuhan instead of the arabic word allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 3 - it is understood the quality of both the gomen and education are poor, by calling back the court ruling regarding the use of "allah" in christian publications is one way to help stop the future "confusions" pertaining from it in our children's generation.... See More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 4 - Of course its for all. but how will our children relate allah to islam now that the name allah is for every other religion to use? anyone cares to help devising a guaranteed education system to curb this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 5 - cmon. "allah is owned" as in the NAME allah is owned. you know what i mean.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 6 - just an example.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 7 - interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 8 - i got this from somewhere. i dunno whether you wud feel anything about it :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Anda sanggup kalimah Allah di gunakan dalam upacara agama lain? Jika kita lihat ajaran sesat, mereka masih percaya padal Allah cuma perkara lain yg dipesongkan. Sama juga halnya dgn penggunaan Allah pada agama Kristian. Anda mahu kalimah Allah dinyanyikan koir gereja diiringi piano? Mendengar mereka memanggil Allah kud...us? Isa anak Allah? Kalimah Allah di jadikan tangkal? rantai? Ni bukan isu kecik lagi. Lebih besar daripada isu penghinaan terhadap Nabi Muhammad swt. Apakah tanda semua ni? Allah mahu lihat kita bersatu? renungkanlah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; afterall, they are already golongan terpesong...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 9 - again, understood v.v&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 10 - owh, dont use complicated words. tuhan is good enough. or ilah. but not allah. seems the herald themselves need to be taught bm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 11 - general consensus indicates that Allah is Islam god IN MALAYSIA. we are talking about a local issue here. if we are to use the word Allah in the middle east, there wont be any problem coz it means god already over there. just ask the (almost) majority christians in lebanon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 12 - again, we're talking about the general view of the word Allah IN MALAYSIA. go ask other people on the street regardless of what race they are. they understand it is Islam god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 13 - yeah. the fuckin UMNOs and other parties involved.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 14 - ok, ok... understood...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Sac Zaini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 1. 1887 a. no court??? there r court... the british court and the syariah court n the local tribe court. read history man!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; b. Indon Kristian use Allah for God, not a prob... Since Indon is Serambi Mekah, they should have been more sensitive right?? nope they have no prob with it becoz Allah Have any prob with that....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; c. Not new is malaysia i.e. (Remember since 1887 BM Bible in sarawak n sabah!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 2. Rather Teach and learn more about ur God that ask others to learn more BM??? Fix our self rather that us other pll to fix the prob.... See More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 3. If we teach them properly, esspecially about Tauhid... it wont be a prob in the future. (read no 2).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 4. How? Education.... Better Education... Who care??? we are... so r the one who should fix it. dont ask other ppl to clean ur own mess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 5. U have copyrighted Allah. The name Allah Belong to HIm Alone... And had no prob if the Christian or jew etc called by that name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 8. read this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.zaharuddin.net/bahasa-articles/larangan-kristian-guna-nama-allah-ulasan-ringkas.html" target="_blank" rel="nofollow" onmousedown="'UntrustedLink.bootstrap($(this),"&gt;&lt;span&gt;http://www.zaharuddin.net/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;bahasa-articles/larangan-k&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ristian-guna-nama-allah-ul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;span class="word_break"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;asan-ringkas.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Above anything else... the question of Faith... lets Allah decide.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 10. Allah is a simple word........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 11. So every muslims in the whole world is OK, just in Malaysia??? that the prob is Malaysian Muslim... Education (ha ha ha.... it get annoying right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 12. ask the ppl in sabah and sarawak... the christian!!! who do they pray 2??? Allah. it is right or wrong??? Let Allah be the judge!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 13 n 14. The first party to say "fuck U" usually loses... coz SAC say so!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; extra: And dont ever say Malay are not smart!!! I'm a Malay and i'm as smart as anyone on earth!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; about an hour ago · &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Zaid Bin Mohamad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; alrite now, we've gone too far... i just need to be clear on one thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; why - of all parties - the herald uses allah instead of tuhan in their publication? are you sure it is intended ONLY towards the sarawak/sabahans and not the weat msian malays? any chance that these publications can influence/mislead our children in the future?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; i just wanna keep it safe. i don't want them to use the word. not everybody - and that might include your children - are not as holy and smart as you. in the future, your muslim friend's kids might not be a muslim. dont say its not possible.... See More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; and about the Malaysia thing... you need to understand that in law, a order of contract(in this context, the word allah) has got to be commonly understood in relation with the other paty's (general populace's) understanding of the words in it in order for a agreement to suffice. and here to imply with the context, the general consensus in malaysia is allah is Islam god. im just adopting the law concept. (but the court ruled otherwise. but im not a law student anyway)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; lets not go far coz like i said earlier, we are not as smart as you and unlike you the majority of us malaysians already assume that allah is Islam god.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Zaid Bin Mohamad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; good read! i like your link. nad in particular this paragraph...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Sekali lagi perlu diingatkan, perlu diperbezakan keputusan hukum dan siyasah syar'iyyah. Sekuat manapun hujjah untuk membenarkan kristian menggunakan nama Allah, namun hujjah dari sudut mudarat dan kesesuaian konteks di Malaysia, larangan amat patut dilakukan, sama ada untuk tempoh ... See Moretertentu atau berterusan atau mungkin boleh dibenarkan tetapi dengan syarat-syarat tertentu seperti semua bahan cetak yang ingin diedarkan itu perlu mendapat kelulusan KDN bagi setaip keluarannya dan juga dilaksanakan sekatan pengedaran secara terbuka (hanya terhad kepada penganut Kristian). Ini penting bagi menghindarkan mudarat yang boleh menimpa orang awam Islam yang sedang lemah, dan ruang konflik antara agama yang amat mudah ternyala api pergaduhan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; this should be the solution. you agree?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Sac Zaini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 1. Why not, Is it wrong 4 them to say "ALLAH create this world" or "Allah loved peace". Of coz there is a prob if the said Allah have son. So to prevent that, create law to control the use of Allah to that extend i.e. cant use Allah to describe idols or Jesus. it is better that a blanket ban that make us, Malaysian and Muslim as tyrant and oppressor of the weak/minority.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 2. Misled(?)-- Again EDUCATION!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 3. I'm not Holy, but i'm smart, an no one is as smart as me... ever, becoz each individual are smart in their own way, even u!!!... See More&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 4. In term of faith, Even the Prophet Muhammad cant convert his uncle, Abu Thalib into Islam. i shows that we cant do any thing if Allah decide that ur children is gonna be a christian or anything else. what we can do is just try our best to educate them, and the rest is up to Allah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 5. Law ok. Malaysia highest law is the constitution, which we all agreed on(although most of us, including me, never read them). It guarenteed the right to practise each religion. If the Sabahan and the Sarawakian had use Allah for hundred of years, then it it they inherited right to continue to use them, as long as it doesnt coz direct harm. Before today, it was a non-issue, proving that no harm. the harm came not becoz of the use of Allah, But OUR IGNORANCE of Allah's will.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; 6. Assumption are made by the ignorant, Faith cant be strengthen by mere assumption n ignorance, but by wisdom and knowledge.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Sac Zaini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; The Herald are strictly for Katholik Christian only and all publication in Malaysia must get the permission from the KDN. it's in the status-qou!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, I suppose its not too late to say...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-6960488274169060854?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6960488274169060854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6960488274169060854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2010/01/dialogue-about-allah.html' title='A Dialogue About Allah'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-6384075885101896420</id><published>2009-12-29T08:30:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T00:04:34.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><title type='text'>The Year That Was  - 2009</title><content type='html'>X-mas was 4 days ago (also the pagans celebrated the winter's solstice) and in 3 days time we're all set for a brand spanking new year! So, in between x-mas and the countdown party to the New Year's Day, some of us might take this time to reflect on the year that is about to pass - 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is what I'm doing for this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike the years past, this time I will give comments on whether the things I've gone through this year is a good thing or a bad thing. That is to say, it will be easier for me to judge whether this year is a good year or a bad year. And it seems that posting things into blogs and having a fb account kinda help in recalling the memories - oh, I didn't waste my time that bad it seems! So, here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made a new year's resolution. For almost 10 years since the day I realised that there are people who create targets for them to achieve in a short time span of 1 year, I (Zaid Mohamad) have been quite a fan of creating new year's resolution. I think the idea of making one shows how ambitious you are. You have a target to achieve, you have bad things in you that you want to change - that said, you realise your weakness(es) and that means you're in the right path to become a proper person. Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But during the same 10 years I too realised that I rarely look at them, lest trying to do any of the things listed in it. So for the year 2009 I made this - complete with a hot chick in it and being a pc background regular for almost 2 months. So Zaid of the future, lets analyse this together shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SzlVb2EVyKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Z5GNOcy7V80/s1600-h/nyr2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SzlVb2EVyKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Z5GNOcy7V80/s320/nyr2009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420457563375650978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fitter, happier, more productive - I'm stil 53kg. My dad accuses me of worshiping talking skeletons due to my small arms and small frame making me the odd one out in a family of healthy happy eating people. I rarely carry weights or heavy stuffs and I didn't join any physical-based activities/sports. Except for golf. But I think that was last year. I'm still single and desperate. But I'm fairly happy with how things are going at the moment. I didn't get a job (or tried to get one) so I'm not productive. How I see it - bad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breakfast, vegies... - Like most people I know at UiTM Perlis, breakfast is as common to them as tree eating aliens. But at least I'm starting to open up to more types of vegies other than sayur kobis, kacang, tomatoes (which for the purpose to beef up this segment-is a fruit btw), carrots and mushrooms. How I see it - good, I'm eating vegies almost everyday now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Complete assignments within time, getting 4.0 - AHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! How I see it - bad, bad , bad!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Excercise at gym 3 times a week - Bullshit, but at least I jogged about 10 times until... February? How I see it - bad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Be polite - I think my mom has instilled into me the basics (saying thank you, greet people, open doors to others, giving away my seat to old people). And I'm pretty convinced I've cut my sarcasm out into half (haha). I rarely encounter any animals nowadays. HISI - good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Overall for new year's resolution - Quite balanced, but it tilts towards bad more, thanks to the assignments part. BAD&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Masterminded a charity drive to help the Palestinians. As president of &lt;a href="http://acels.blogspot.com/"&gt;ACELS&lt;/a&gt;, and having a paltry army of active members of 5 (then), though last minute, we managed to collect about &lt;a href="http://acels.blogspot.com/2009/01/acelsmushroom-agm.html"&gt;RM300&lt;/a&gt; in less than 3 hours! Good PR excercise, and for a good cause. How I see it - good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;In January I knew that I'll become 21 in two months time. So I thought I was young. Not until I rode a mechanical superquick merry-go-round (substitute the horsies with spaceships) at a fun fare in Arau and went neuseatic(sp?) and had to return to campus with the aid from a police officer on duty (he initially thought I was drunk) at his conviniently placed pondok polis, just next to the fun fare, with many fun fare goers fixing their eyes at my "drunkenness". Masjid buddies Amin and Anwar returned to campus wayyy later. How I see it - bad, I just posed myself as a drunkard to the Arau public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Kaka left Milan for Madrid - Initially - like any other fans - I was opposed to this move. But in the end its not so bad afterall. Especially having watched them beat Real at the Bernebeu(sp?) 3-2 was a footballing justice. How I see it - good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Organised different activities for ACELS, and succeeding in each one of them. - Scrabble, KL trip (though met a few bitches), sketch competitions, charity drive, all were good. I'm impressed myself! HISI - good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Shaalini, Michael Jackson, Yasmin Ahmad, some prominent Malaysian academic, Keith Floyd, several Hollywood celebrities and other famous people who I can't recall at the moment died this year. HISI - its always not good when it comes to death.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swine flu, and the UiTM swine flu break - I think in general, Malaysia is not affected that bad. And the swine flu break was rather timely. HISI - good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;McCurry 1-0 McDonalds - In the spirit of Malaysia boleh!, we beat the hell out of the greedy Americans. And I read in FHM not long ago, that this case is famous worldwide! For a moment, amidst the tiring political climate that have blanketed Malaysia since the Bodohwi era, I feel proud to be a Malaysian. HISI - good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SznOt9UncqI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1EYrVHYg3Ds/s1600-h/Kuala-Lumpur-restaurant-McCurry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 195px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SznOt9UncqI/AAAAAAAAAZc/1EYrVHYg3Ds/s320/Kuala-Lumpur-restaurant-McCurry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420590915467571874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I changed the blog appearance - Its long overdued, but worth it. HISI - good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The UiTM Perlis library internet is &lt;a href="http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/08/internet-is-fucking-slow.html"&gt;fucking slow&lt;/a&gt; - I'm impressed that we managed to get an ISO award for the library. But then again, even Malaysia's fastest internet provider is a joke to compare with other countries. I remember that because of the poor internet speed, investors from Australia opted to pull out their millions of dollars of investment into our country. HISI - bad for the economy. bad for fb junkies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I created a twitter account - I don't know how to use it. People say its fun. But I'm still in the dark at this one. Perhaps I've just wasted 1 hour of my life creating a twitter account. I hope I find it useful in the future. HISI - bad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Becoming an emcee at Arau Open Debating Championship 2009 - The organising team was great. We did the impossibles! And for the first few weeks after then I was genuinely missing those people. HISI - good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SzlrLGiqoSI/AAAAAAAAAZU/8iBtzDSn9Jc/s1600-h/ao09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SzlrLGiqoSI/AAAAAAAAAZU/8iBtzDSn9Jc/s320/ao09.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420481464995848482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Still in the "range" - Academically, the CGPA went down like a squirrel being shot by a BB gun. But still, I defied all odds. Cramming everything during exam weeks still works for me. Though this year's results have been taking way too many of my pointers. Especially the most recent one. I think I will get kicked in the balls by myself from part 3, if ever time travel is made possible. HISI - bad, efforts done during the first 3 sems wasted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Twilight - Girls and gaylords have been crazy about a certain Rob Pat. But now it seems the power shift has tilted a bit towards the Jacob camp. But really, the Maldives are getting drowned and its getting ever hotter outside. Some shitty novels shouldn't be screened, but its Hollywood stuff and some hot guys act in it. And now more trees will be killed for more lousy novels such as this (and for the movie promos and posters). Those groupies should support against global warming. HISI - bad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scored a band 8 for my IELTS - Woh, giler ah! HISI - good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bought an awesome phone - &lt;a href="http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-in-relationship-and-what-will-happen.html"&gt;And some asshole stole it&lt;/a&gt;. HISI - bad, and I'm gonna kill the thief. Twice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had a solo trip to Langkawi - I learned that without your parents around, you can actually do many things like walking at the beach till 3am sipping a hot and refreshing cup of teh-o', after introducing some hot foreign chicks in a 2-piece bikinis to nasi paprik (which they all love) and some Halloween partying. And I went to a spa for a Thai massage (RM70 well spent, and its the first time having a proper massage). All this during the exam week! Overall, it tastes like freedom. HISI -goooooddd&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smoked cigars - I think it's like fried fish. Some people like it, some people hate it. I don't have anything against them, the health ministry said it kills - but the air is polluted enough anyway - but I still can't get the hang out of it. Even after almost a box of it. It's overrated, but its a useful ice-breaking tool. HISI - good for experience&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Arrested by pak guards - UiTM Perlis pak guards are a bunch of assholes. Especially the head of the pak guards. They're so uptight, act as if they're the most proper, well mannered people. Trivial matters such as having (tolerable) long hair is seen as a crime in their eyes. They should die a slow death. HISI - good. At least I realise who this bunch are.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paid a simple visit to my old house in Georgetown - Its occupied so I can't get in. But at least I know that the house is pink and gay. And they have installed gates! HISI - is of sentimental value. good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/Szn3UxbnH3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/trP4tXUvrI4/s1600-h/rumah+gtown.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/Szn3UxbnH3I/AAAAAAAAAZk/trP4tXUvrI4/s320/rumah+gtown.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420635562755694450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had the worst ever fever I could remember - I tought it was swine flu. It was not. I was left limping on the bed unable to turn my body sideways due to a chronic cough disease stemming from Indonesia's casual attitude towards Malaysian air space - haze. And I missed the grad year dinner. HISI - bad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I met Man Kidal - the Axe Man! - good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/Szn5dh0Ff8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/VJvY8vB0L2I/s1600-h/man+kidal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/Szn5dh0Ff8I/AAAAAAAAAZs/VJvY8vB0L2I/s320/man+kidal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420637912205459394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;World economic recession - Retrenchment towards 100k Malaysians is a very very huge number. Price of food still high though didn't escalate like during Bodohwi's management. There's a slight deflation, though nothing significant. Investors who bought equities while the KLCI was 600 should be eating lobsters for snack by now. How I see it - bad. I didn't invest in equities.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had casual relationships - With a few girls. Though not serious but the dates at least gave me other things to do other than facebooking fiercely like a woman possessed. How I see it - good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Broke my dad's car side mirror - A red lorry did it dad. A RED lorry! How I see it - bad&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Malaysia bought an F1 team - Unlike last year's (or last last year's) Malaysian government publicity stunt in sending a space tourist (and half a billion ringgit) to... outer space, though the 1Malaysia racing team have caused a almost similar stir in our country as to why the tax payers money are used on something useless instead of towards the welfare of the populace, somehow I see it as an exciting investment. If we can get a few points that is. HISI - bad. They should use the money as scholarships to desperate deserving young Malaysians (please lar JPA)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Offered a degree in finance. At Arau campus. HISI - bad because I need a breath of fresh air. Its getting stale in there.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blogged at least one topic per month. Not a bad attempt to prolong the usefullness of this blog. And somehow I feel accomplished. HISI - good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Overall - Quantitatively, good scored a 17, beating bad by 1 point. So its good 17-16 bad. But given the tight score, and the varying degrees of good and bad (which is another quantitative matter) and several other details that I refrain from putting or simply failed to recall at the moment, I shall brand this year, a pretty good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : Just bought a cheap RM93 Nokia1202. Text me people. And I love Kim Tae-Hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-6384075885101896420?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6384075885101896420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6384075885101896420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/12/year-that-was-2009.html' title='The Year That Was  - 2009'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SzlVb2EVyKI/AAAAAAAAAZM/Z5GNOcy7V80/s72-c/nyr2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-4999848952041193091</id><published>2009-12-16T10:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T11:13:55.262+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Work From a 16-year-old</title><content type='html'>I found something. Something interesting. While scouring through my recently reactivated &lt;a href="http://kickass88.deviantart.com/"&gt;deviantart&lt;/a&gt; account, I stumbled upon a poem/song which surprisingly, received (by my own abysmal standard) a healthy number of comments for any of my uploaded "artworks".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I couldn't believe I used to pledge my allegiance (support) to Moronho whose currently a foul-mouthed boss of a non-Italian team in Seria-A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr Wenger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arsene Wenger, Arsenal,&lt;br /&gt;Playing balls with their anals,&lt;br /&gt;What the hell is wrong with these seniles?&lt;br /&gt;Fluke wins, drugs i think,&lt;br /&gt;Oh pardon me, please dont sue me,&lt;br /&gt;Oh please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wenger please control your anger,&lt;br /&gt;I know that im dead jealous,&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure,&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the year,&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea will be victorious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!yeah!yeah!yeah and yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thierry Henry drinking tea,&lt;br /&gt;Feeling sad inside his pants,&lt;br /&gt;No wonder he's as fast as the bee,&lt;br /&gt;Oh sorry, that's just my filthy rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wenger please control your anger,&lt;br /&gt;I know that im dead jealous,&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure,&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the year,&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea will be victorious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!yeah!yeah!yeah! and yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jens Lehman,&lt;br /&gt;I know you suck as a man,&lt;br /&gt;With you in between the goal posts,&lt;br /&gt;We know we can always score 3 goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(chorus)&lt;br /&gt;Mr Wenger please control your anger,&lt;br /&gt;I know that im dead jealous,&lt;br /&gt;But one thing for sure,&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the year,&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea will be victorious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!yeah!yeah!yeah! and yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Oh my, oh my,&lt;br /&gt;Arsenal will gonna die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x_x"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*this is a rap/hip-hop song ala Beastie Boys, with heavy drum beats and squinky turn tables and also to make it a lil bit like rap core, heavy distortion guitar is in use... this song will last around 2 minutes i think...peace!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : dont sue me if you think you're brave enough to face this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SyhP2eeFFBI/AAAAAAAAAZE/mTtCwGCxvls/s1600-h/wenger-angry-liverpool.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SyhP2eeFFBI/AAAAAAAAAZE/mTtCwGCxvls/s320/wenger-angry-liverpool.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415666349223777298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(arsenalfcblog.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mannn, I've got talent! HAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-4999848952041193091?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4999848952041193091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4999848952041193091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/12/work-from-16-year-old.html' title='Work From a 16-year-old'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SyhP2eeFFBI/AAAAAAAAAZE/mTtCwGCxvls/s72-c/wenger-angry-liverpool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-9050492720091696934</id><published>2009-11-25T11:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T12:58:43.501+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Is In a Relationship and What Will Happen if Robert Pattinson is Gay?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;So I lost my phone during my 2nd last day in UiTM Perlis. &lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, THAT amazing Sony Ericcson w595. Unscratched, undamaged supercool stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, some asshole stole it. And obviously I'm holding grudges towards the bloody thief. The idea of mutilating his body or his face with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;a blunt butcher knife and a motor-powered drill or get a libido-high gorilla with a giant cactus for a penis to rape him and do an Anwar Ibrahim to his fucking asshole are too irresistable to fend off for a few days. That guy should die of AIDS from being fucked by a gorilla (and of bleeding too much in the ass because of it) and die slowly in some dirty little ally amongst some stray dogs. And go straight to hell after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, I guess I haven't lost my power of imagination. Seems that mentally undressing ppl is indeed a good mental exercise... xP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;That aside, I just returned from Perlis for Bengkel IELTS. IELTS is a tough shit. Its all about speed, racing against time to finish off essays and speed reading the articles for the reading part seems to be the only way to finish answering all the questions on time. Being a slow reader definitely doesn't help. I just need a band 6 minimum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Scholarship offers tend to have a certain trend in its application date. I need to be alert come next March and April. And January too. Btw, I could've applied for maxis scholarship yesterday if not for the discriminative rule which requires me or anyone in the family to be a existing maxis postpaid user. I'm quite confident of getting them if not for this pathetic rule.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;My current facebook relationship status is "currently in a relationship". I was showered with congratulations and whose-the-lucky-lady questions. I feel kinda guilty to say that I'm in a relationship with Football Manager 2010. The game has many new interesting additions to it and tactically challenging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Tough love? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oh, and AC Milan is doing great in the race for scudetto! And UCL too!!! Both in real life and FM10! Forza Rossoneri!!! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Aaaaand... with all the craze shit about a certain "Rob Pat" that has been littering my facebook, I wonder what will happen if the guy is gay? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Many girls will wail at night in disbelief for a couple of weeks and won't go out to see the light of day in protest of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;My facebook will be littered with disbelieving/depressive/tragic/mad/self-consoling status from his fangirls and there'll be a Rob Pat gaylords fb fangroup.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;There'll be a power shift from the Edward camp to Jacob (no, I'm not a fanboy).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;There'll be a protest group of die hard fangirls and various gay right groups will demand equal rights while fighting against them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;Non die hards will contribute greatly to the piling garbage in the garbage collection/recycling centre all over the world with many of his posters/unsent love letters/cards will be sent to these centres instead (owh, think about the trees!).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 204, 204);"&gt;The next Twilight installation won't be a hit, but a $hit (not good for marketing).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Btw, am I the only one not feeling anything about leaving UiTM Perlis? Coz many ppl do. I might have to continue there next year though...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: trebuchet ms;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SwypCuk0EJI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Sc0Ss3T-kVU/s1600/sony-ericsson-w595-front-live.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SwypCuk0EJI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Sc0Ss3T-kVU/s320/sony-ericsson-w595-front-live.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407883116892393618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Seriously, the thief should die a slow and painful death.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-9050492720091696934?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/9050492720091696934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/9050492720091696934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-in-relationship-and-what-will-happen.html' title='Is In a Relationship and What Will Happen if Robert Pattinson is Gay?'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SwypCuk0EJI/AAAAAAAAAY8/Sc0Ss3T-kVU/s72-c/sony-ericsson-w595-front-live.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-5045750087015221814</id><published>2009-11-05T18:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T06:53:31.730+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><title type='text'>Remember, Remember the 5th of November</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Zaid of the future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After you read this you will remember that you were once soaking w&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;et having to brave through a very heavy rain after confidently dismissing the idea that the rain will fall and that the sky would be clear of rain for another hour, the w595 of yours had rm0.06 worth of phone credit, your left pocket which you usually put in your FCUK denim wallet only had rm1 and a few foreign currencies which are useless to do business anywhere inside the campus, and you just returned to your messy desk to blog about this apart with the knowledge that the maybank atm in mushroom is not working and the shop-room housing the two bank islam atms is like a live size can of expired sardines. And you were &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;contemplating having maggie kari for dinner.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a sad day...&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SvKr0xaqSKI/AAAAAAAAAY0/B-WQrp5Uk7I/s1600-h/DSC00492.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SvKr0xaqSKI/AAAAAAAAAY0/B-WQrp5Uk7I/s400/DSC00492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400567826277353634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Lets play facebook quiz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-5045750087015221814?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5045750087015221814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5045750087015221814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/11/remember-remember-5th-of-november.html' title='Remember, Remember the 5th of November'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SvKr0xaqSKI/AAAAAAAAAY0/B-WQrp5Uk7I/s72-c/DSC00492.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-8953682840486253667</id><published>2009-10-24T10:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T11:15:16.801+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>You Know What is Facebook?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Facebook&lt;/span&gt; is a cyberspace addiction affecting attention-seeking whores and flirts whose purpose is to make known his/her every bit of their trivial matters/bitchy pictures to the world and expecting responds from it 24/7 which, if they happen to be smoking hot will effect chick/hunk gazers and their precious little time thus at the same time hinders academic/career progress and any attempt for it is near futile making the fucking final exams next month an unwelcomed challenge and at the same time causing long-term damage to your back and neck due to it taking away most of your standing-up and do away with the chair time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I just have to post something in this blog to prolong its useful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i went out last night after some mapley session with my acels buddies and returned to campus around 10:30pm, didnt know i have to bring my student card and got caught by the pak guard. so i gave away my ic and waited in a queue to fill in surat saman, and when i was about to write mine the forms were full. he gave me back the ic and warned us to bring the student id the next time we went out. thats all they could do neway... haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-8953682840486253667?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8953682840486253667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8953682840486253667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/10/you-know-what-is-facebook.html' title='You Know What is Facebook?'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-8785473728043821067</id><published>2009-09-14T10:22:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T11:02:14.342+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>I Just got Myself a Twitter</title><content type='html'>...I created the twitter account yesterday. After 2 months of internet inactivity from my laptop resulted from default broadband bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to pay about Rm250 to get it reconnected =B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another news, AC Milan continued their terrible form from pre-season with a 0-0 draw to a team tipped for relegation from seria A, livorno last saturday. although it has only been 3 competetive matches, it seems all hope is lost for a silverware this season. The transfer policy makes me sick to the core. Talking about being sick, i had one of the worst fever i can remember. It was a 40 celcius and i was left limping on my bed, unable to turn my body sideways. I missed the grad year dinner, got myself a 1 week break and it was the 3rd fever i had this semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought i could die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Youtube is a fascinating creation. i just discovered one of the best comics around and ladies and gentlemen, enter Demitri Martin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mKnzPHtf9u4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mKnzPHtf9u4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shopped at topman for my baju raya during the swine flu break. I bought a straw hat for rm39. I wanna go to essex to study accounting with finance. Or maybe, banking with finance. Malaysian politics has gone from worse to worst. I wanna get married quick coz i cant hold it much longer. I'm just so happy to have my internet back. I cant stop listening to empire of the sun's walking on a dream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-8785473728043821067?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8785473728043821067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8785473728043821067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-just-got-myself-twitter.html' title='I Just got Myself a Twitter'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-4769063081608235237</id><published>2009-08-05T13:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T13:36:22.104+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>The Internet Is Fucking Slow!!!</title><content type='html'>You got that right!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LIBRY'S INTERNET IS FUCKING SLOW!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... I can't seem to get to reply my fb messages cause it takes me forever for the page to upload. and it took me 10 minutes for the blogger dashboard to appear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : im wearing the surgeon's mask, and i happen to be the only one so far... and i'm sorry i can't upload the picture here cause you got that right, THE INTERNET IS FUCKING SLOW!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-4769063081608235237?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4769063081608235237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4769063081608235237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/08/internet-is-fucking-slow.html' title='The Internet Is Fucking Slow!!!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-3844298398429431818</id><published>2009-07-30T23:11:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:06:27.848+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Its Long Overdued (A Eulogy to a Phone)</title><content type='html'>I used to have a sabun for a phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about 3 years carrying it around, the phone rarely gave me any real problem. It was the phone I used when I started my first proper job at the Store. Also when I was stucked at National Service. And it was the phone I used for 5 sems in UiTM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first camera phone. And my first phone that i can listen to proper music. In short, it was my first cool phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It even survived different heights; having fell anywhere between my bed to a single storey building. Supposedly it got worse when it fell from that building... which unmistakenly led to several cases of keypad jams and unfortunately, to its demise 2 weeks ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace sabun. Rest in peace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This used to be my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SnG9YLr-r3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/lR3GxkuaUKc/s1600-h/P6050198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SnG9YLr-r3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/lR3GxkuaUKc/s400/P6050198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364276854326734706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SnG9yoO-BGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ftprzmWiLtc/s1600-h/sony-ericsson-w595-front-live.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 390px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SnG9yoO-BGI/AAAAAAAAAYk/ftprzmWiLtc/s400/sony-ericsson-w595-front-live.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364277308666283106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, I lost a side mirror while on the way to pasific last tuesday... to a red lorry =B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Taking of Pelham 123 is the best movie this year!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-3844298398429431818?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3844298398429431818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3844298398429431818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-long-overdued-eulogy-to-phone.html' title='Its Long Overdued (A Eulogy to a Phone)'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SnG9YLr-r3I/AAAAAAAAAYc/lR3GxkuaUKc/s72-c/P6050198.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-6541141665633118861</id><published>2009-07-29T12:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T13:26:03.556+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>UiTM Ada Swine Flu</title><content type='html'>I'm currently posting this stuff from my comfy chair, in the comfy air-conditioned and well scented home sweet home. And its Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So UiTM had announced a one week break to all its students. Basically the Perlis campus is just following orders from the main campus after the Melaka campus got themselves quarantined for one week because of swine flu. Other campuses nationwide too followed suit. No one was expecting the news. Well, not in my circle of friends. It came out as a pleasant surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No surprises please? heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the story went pretty much like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just had my lunch/meeting with some loudmouthed &lt;a href="http://acels.blogspot.com/"&gt;acels&lt;/a&gt; committees (wada and uya) at the May Snack Corner and after so much tinkering about the upcoming scrabble challenge (it was to be held last sunday. not to be though) i returned to my room. had a little nice nap after hearing a small rumour regarding the 1 week break from the engineering students. got myself awoken kindly by those "polis jumaat" girls whose very purpose is to chase out the guys to friday prayers. Thank you ladies.&lt;br /&gt;Got myself going to the prayers and as i was about to leave for my room after that, there was this announcement by the khatib/imam saying that uitm Perlis is closing for one week.&lt;br /&gt;Pusat Islam (masjid) went crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was madness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So with my home being kinda close to the campus (about a 100km away), i was being lucky. So I packed and joined the engineering guys, heading to the train station. There i saw a lot of UiTM Perlis students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should do this every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/Sm_c1GSR4wI/AAAAAAAAAYU/45D5TY3pQAs/s1600-h/1_566017534l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/Sm_c1GSR4wI/AAAAAAAAAYU/45D5TY3pQAs/s400/1_566017534l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363748486000009986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-6541141665633118861?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6541141665633118861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6541141665633118861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/07/uitm-ada-swine-flu.html' title='UiTM Ada Swine Flu'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/Sm_c1GSR4wI/AAAAAAAAAYU/45D5TY3pQAs/s72-c/1_566017534l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-4984006085670010236</id><published>2009-07-19T22:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T23:06:52.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Everybody's Doing It - 2559 Unread Messages</title><content type='html'>It seems that everyone now owns a blog. My roomate, his friend, those girls from banking and more and more politicians has gone blog-crazy. I guess that pays homeage to the sudden availability of reliable college wifi (and cheap publicity on the politicians part).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing improvement, though a little too late in my part. But its better late than never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a new room this semester. But with the same ol' roomates. Not that i don't like them. I just need a fresh breather. And i clearly have issues with this new room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the location of the room, its on the ground floor so i don't have to burn my already non existent fat, climbing the stairs 3 storeys high like i did for the past 5 semesters. Its near to the academic blocks -wherever you see it- and conveniently situated near oren, pusat islam and the brand spanking new and tasteless food serving food court.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i fear i might soon die of malaria or aedis(sp?). I practically live with the mosquitos in this new room. The aerosol my roomate bought a week ago is almost finished, and the worst part is it seems that they're immune to the aerosol! It has been 2 weeks now and i can't get myself to terms with this bloodsucking vampire wannabes. And it has been 2 weeks of uninterrupted buggings to my beauty sleep. Btw, at the moment of writing, i just killed 2 with my bare hands *tepuk*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its high time to buy a electric mosquito repellent. I hope they're not immune to that as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike most ppl i know, the first things i wud do when i go online is checking my facebook and goal.com. I rarely check my mail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i'll come clean, i DON'T EVEN check my mail!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when i do check mine (like minutes ago) i can see big numbers, something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360177463711166114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 203px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SmMtAPmO7qI/AAAAAAAAAYE/pwnn1DYp55w/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most messages are facebook updates, but somehow i stumbled upon this mail a friend sent me. The title was "Saya takut hantu dan hantu takut saya".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360184157135201586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SmMzF2i4ZTI/AAAAAAAAAYM/QFJcwk6xhSg/s400/hantu-takutl___saya-takut___.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... ahhh, an innocent PTS level essay.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-4984006085670010236?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4984006085670010236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4984006085670010236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/07/everybodys-doing-it-2559-unread.html' title='Everybody&apos;s Doing It - 2559 Unread Messages'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SmMtAPmO7qI/AAAAAAAAAYE/pwnn1DYp55w/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-8133974030352137243</id><published>2009-07-02T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:01:16.725+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>MJ Died Last Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SkzXtkesngI/AAAAAAAAAX8/d8uJqlhWpaY/s1600-h/P6050197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353891234923191810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SkzXtkesngI/AAAAAAAAAX8/d8uJqlhWpaY/s400/P6050197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another 2 days till i get my boney arse off to hellhole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:480;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LETS EAT BRAIN!&lt;/strong&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/8985629-8133974030352137243?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8133974030352137243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8133974030352137243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/07/mj-died-last-thursday.html' title='MJ Died Last Thursday'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SkzXtkesngI/AAAAAAAAAX8/d8uJqlhWpaY/s72-c/P6050197.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-5835873138430089412</id><published>2009-06-16T22:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T23:47:30.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>I Wish I'm Paolo Nutini</title><content type='html'>Barring Westlife, BSB, and Take That(you guys are the best!) i can't seem to digest the musical exploits of teenage boys and boys in their 20's whether them being a group (boybands) or a solo artist (mostly a boyband ex-numbers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These artists/performers generally gave me the impression of them being gay - though a former member of westlife confessed that he's indeed one -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example; jesse mccartney, whose voice is so boyish you might wonder how he'll sing his numbers once he is, say... 30 years old? and also from the dancing type like n'sync which i&lt;br /&gt;believe with their synchronised steps and pumping energy while doing so, would've delighted sir elton john's weeny if not for justin's gossip with britney spears when she was still young and innocent, which is a very long time ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Zaid of the future, enter Paolo Nutini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This guy is not jesse, and he's no n'sync either. He's not a manufactured pop shit. He's great. So, let's have a singalong shall we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WNHchfD6tAc&amp;amp;hl=" width="560" height="340" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paolo Nutini - Candy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was perched outside in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make myself a sail&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll float to you my darlin'&lt;br /&gt;With the evening on my tail&lt;br /&gt;Although not the most honest means of travel&lt;br /&gt;It gets me there nonetheless&lt;br /&gt;I'm a heartless man at worst, babe&lt;br /&gt;And a helpless one at best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling I'll bathe your skin&lt;br /&gt;I'll even wash your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Just give me some candy, before I go&lt;br /&gt;Oh, darling I'll kiss your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And lay you down on your rug&lt;br /&gt;Just give me some candy&lt;br /&gt;After my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'm often false explaining&lt;br /&gt;But to her it plays out all the same&lt;br /&gt;and although I'm left defeated&lt;br /&gt;It get's held against my name&lt;br /&gt;I know you got plenty to offer baby&lt;br /&gt;But I guess I've taken quite enough&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm some stain there on your bedsheet&lt;br /&gt;You're my diamond in the rough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darling I'll bathe your skin&lt;br /&gt;I'll even wash your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Just give me some candy, before I go&lt;br /&gt;Oh, darling I'll kiss your eyes&lt;br /&gt;And lay you down on your rug&lt;br /&gt;Just give me some candy&lt;br /&gt;After my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that there´re writings on the wall&lt;br /&gt;But Darling I'll bathe your skin&lt;br /&gt;I'll even wash your clothes&lt;br /&gt;Just give me some candy&lt;br /&gt;After my heart&lt;br /&gt;Oh I'll be there waiting for you (repeat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the cut throats and their jagged endsall of them have got me waiting and waiting&lt;br /&gt;All the cheap and the sugary philosophies&lt;br /&gt;have got me on the fence just waiting﻿ and waiting&lt;br /&gt;All the angels and their halos&lt;br /&gt;all of them have got me waiting and waiting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-5835873138430089412?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5835873138430089412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5835873138430089412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wish-im-paolo-nutini.html' title='I Wish I&apos;m Paolo Nutini'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-1488129313239848904</id><published>2009-06-14T22:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T23:39:30.605+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Checking Out Pulau Redang</title><content type='html'>I think im seeing signs that the world is getting ever nearer to apocalypse. You see, last monday the footballing world were given a stunner with Kaka's 67.2m euros move to real madrid which left the milan fans crying. Skip a few days later, we're left baffled with the mighty amount of 80m pounds (a world record) for the ungrateful-egoistic-circus-diver ronaldo of man utd. Then there are reports that a hundred million more euros are going to be spent by the galacticos on ribery, david villa and silva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347204332217980642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SjUWAmtIVuI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ifmmstdB5Us/s320/kaka_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It got me thinking, how the hell did real madrid has such a ridiculous amount of money to spend? And to spend big on ronaldo the monkey is beyond me. No one is worth that much amount of money. No one. I just wish they end up bankurpt like leeds and parma for buying kaka! And hey! We haven't recovered fully from the world economic recession have we?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enough with that, im currently pretty excited with the trip to pulau redang which is set to be on any day next week. Just have to pack the bags and wait. I haven't been there my entire life, so this will be my first time. Thus am currently browsing through the &lt;a href="http://www.virtualtourist.com/travel/Asia/Malaysia/Negeri_Terengganu/Pulau_Redang-1282831/Things_To_Do-Pulau_Redang-BR-1.html"&gt;"things-to-do" in pulau redang&lt;/a&gt; and it happened to be that snorkeling and diving are the primary tourist activities there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347204682914301106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SjUWVBJphLI/AAAAAAAAAXs/KhwX7-QllK8/s200/960309-Nemo_Clown_Fish-Pulau_Redang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347204754112616306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SjUWZKYpl3I/AAAAAAAAAX0/wvVeqEs5ywo/s200/1591906-The_Blue_Planet_Dive-Pulau_Redang.jpg" border="0" /&gt;So the signs are encouraging. Reviewers gave good reviews and the pictures, fascinating. But whenever i feel like everything is going to plan, there will always, ALWAYS be something blocking the way. For all the snorkeling and diving spots they have, i could've been even more excited - intoxicated even - if not for my inability to swim without flailing my arms and legs like a tortured chimpanzee. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That said, i can't swim without the life jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-1488129313239848904?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1488129313239848904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1488129313239848904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/06/checking-out-pulau-redang.html' title='Checking Out Pulau Redang'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SjUWAmtIVuI/AAAAAAAAAXk/ifmmstdB5Us/s72-c/kaka_06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-7557845314800976452</id><published>2009-06-13T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T00:49:59.138+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Change We Must!</title><content type='html'>I realise that certain browsers tend to display only part of this blog.&lt;br /&gt;Other browsers mixed up the feedjit application into my posts.&lt;br /&gt;I realise the songs are not playing in full in here.&lt;br /&gt;I also realise that i put up a useless pop-up ad application which slows down the viewing.&lt;br /&gt;The youtube videos on display are getting old. some can't even be played anymore.&lt;br /&gt;The design is of course, a blogspot basic template which i appear to not have changed ever since i started this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realise that (to borrow obama's famous election campaign quote), it is time to &lt;strong&gt;change.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... which i also realise to have been one of my plan for the holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-7557845314800976452?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7557845314800976452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7557845314800976452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/06/change-we-must.html' title='Change We Must!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-8801977498416954473</id><published>2009-05-16T23:22:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T01:21:48.075+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Holiday Program List</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I'll be having my break till July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm not a fan of a "8-hour-part-time job" and the bloody swine flu chose a rather untimely period for an outbreak which hampers any move to get my father agreeing to a overseas holiday, I hereby have successfully laid out a list of my own holiday program which, I really do hope I have the discipline to at least follow 3 of them. Here goes;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Learn how to cook. No more frying frozen food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Learn a new language. Either French, Japanese or Mandarin (not just the cursewords).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Change the blog layout. Its long overdued. Even the songs are not playing full. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Plan a beach holiday with friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Get to know those "unknowns" in my msn/ym. Its about time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Dig deeper those "related artists" in my last.fm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Hangout with friends. Movies, pool, arcade, mamak, anywhere! (Now this is something I can do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Learn a new skill. I can't think of one at the moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Fix the guitar. And learn a new song. (dah 3 sem)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Read books. Thomas Harris = awesomeness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;That goes without saying the watch-tv and play-football-manager programs. I will return to my campus next wednesday coz I'm one of the runners for the Arau Open 09. WTF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;And I'm currently heavily addicted to the background song in this TV commercial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qku5Sq08Eo0&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" fs="1&amp;amp;color1=" color2="0xfebd01" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I have been looking for the song name for two days now and I still cannot find it. Damn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;The US stock exchange has gone on a rally for a few past days but I'm expecting it to still be tied to a bearish market range since it doesn't get past the resistance level. Same goes to Bursa Malaysia. Of course!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Recovery period is definitely not within this year. Time to buy securities?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Cases of swine flu in Malaysia has been reported. There are &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2009/5/16/nation/20090516113331&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;2 confirmed cases&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; and both are reported in Penang. One in Bukit Mertajam. Of all places.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I have nothing else to say.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-8801977498416954473?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8801977498416954473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8801977498416954473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/05/holiday-program-list.html' title='Holiday Program List'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-122431842717103871</id><published>2009-05-14T12:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T14:33:35.737+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>Its the Holidays! and I Got Tagged!</title><content type='html'>You have received this note because someone thinks you are a literary geek. Copy the questions into your own note, answer the questions, and tag any friends who would appreciate the quiz, including the person who sent you this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) What author do you own the most books by?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dan Brown. I own all 4 of them. I heard the new one has been released. *looks at wallet*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) What book do you own the most copies of?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Godfrey Howard's A Guide to Good English in the 1980s. I don't know how there's 2 of them on my bookshelf.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) Did it bother you that both those questions ended with prepositions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wth is prepositions?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4) What fictional character are you secretly in love with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hermione. Only if she was hot. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335561368891775410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 298px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/Sgu4y8YXWbI/AAAAAAAAAXM/idiuZ6EX1po/s320/llh.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4a) What fictional character would you most like to be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The old dead guy from mitch albom's the 5 person you meet in heaven. i wanna go to heaven and meet the blue man.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;4b) What fictional character do you think most resembles you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Will Kelly from My Legendary Girlfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;5) What book have you read the most times in your life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Da Vinci Code. god knows how many times.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;6) What was your favorite book when you were ten years old?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Some enid blytons's(sp?) the famous five series. and some classics illustrations like rebecca, oliver twist and the 3 musketeers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;7) What is the worst book you've read in the past year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ian R. MacLeod - the Light Ages - I cant get pass the 3rd chapter and it was RM5. no wonder&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;8) What is the best book you've read in the past year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mike gayle's my legendary girlfriend. definitely in my top 5!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;9) If you could force everyone you tagged to read one book, what would it be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;mitch albom's the 5 person you meet in heaven. the most beautiful book ive read&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;10) Who deserves to win the next Nobel Prize for literature?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have no idea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;11) What book would you most like to see made into a movie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;anything stephen king&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;12) What book would you least like to see made into a movie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't know but it is rare to see a good movie adapted from the books. that said slumdog millionaire is unforgetable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;13) Describe your weirdest dream involving a writer, book, or literary character.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i shot shakespeare in the head. he's bald, can't help it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;14) What is the most lowbrow book you've read as an adult?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;LAW BOOKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;15) What is the most difficult book you've ever read?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Elizabeth Kostova's the Historian. it is so long and wordy. 2 months. and harper lee's To Kill a Mockingbird.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;16) What is the most obscure Shakespeare play you've seen?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;obscure? none.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;17) Do you prefer the French or the Russians?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;French&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;18) Roth or Updike?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;neither.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;19) David Sedaris or Dave Eggers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20) Shakespeare, Milton, or Chaucer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I only know Shakespeare.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;21)Austen or Eliot?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wtf?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What is the biggest or most embarrassing gap in your reading?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Biggest gap – the Historian. 2 months!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;23) What is your favorite novel?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the 5 person you meet in heaven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;24) Play?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Badang - The Untold Version... which is also the winner for my campus drama competition!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;25) Poem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;none&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;26) Essay?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My groups' study on fashion and its role and effects in the 21st century pop culture. some group work during my matrics days...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;27) Short story?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adibah Amin's take on her university life&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;28) Work of non-fiction?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adibah Amin's As I Was Passing and Lydia Teh's Honk! If You're a Malaysian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;29) Who is your favorite writer?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dan Brown. He writes easy-to-understand fictions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;30) Who is the most overrated writer alive today?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;31) What is your desert island book?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3 easy steps on how to get away from a desert island. safely. can't imagine being there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;32) And ... what are you reading right now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Thomas Harris - Hannibal Rising and Silence of the Lamb. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;I AM NOT A BOOK NERD.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;All who have read that sentence are required to answer this TAG&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;You will not die in any supernatural ways if you don't answer this tag.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Great, holiday till july! I'm home and i don't know what to do...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-122431842717103871?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/122431842717103871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/122431842717103871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/05/its-holidays-and-i-got-tagged.html' title='Its the Holidays! and I Got Tagged!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/Sgu4y8YXWbI/AAAAAAAAAXM/idiuZ6EX1po/s72-c/llh.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-7829653975513980537</id><published>2009-04-30T14:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T14:42:51.553+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>McDonalds vs McCurry Restaurant</title><content type='html'>Read &lt;a href="http://www.sun2surf.com/article.cfm?id=32913"&gt;this.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plaintiff, McDonald's, in its statement of claim, said it created the prefix 'Mc' as a trademark and that with the usage of the prefix 'Mc',  together with the word 'Curry', McCurry Restaurant, which was formerly known as Restoran Penang Curry House (KL) Sdn Bhd, had misrepresented itself as being associated with McDonald's business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The defendant, McCurry Restaurant, in its defence, contended that McDonald's could not claim monopoly or exclusive rights to the use of the prefix 'Mc', as that prefix was extensively used around the world as surnames, particularly by people of Scottish origin. --BERNAMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think 2009 is a bad year for McD. First the boycott, now this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-7829653975513980537?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7829653975513980537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7829653975513980537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/04/mcdonalds-vs-mccurry-restaurant.html' title='McDonalds vs McCurry Restaurant'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-1570095134766676734</id><published>2009-04-27T09:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T09:40:23.950+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>BABI!</title><content type='html'>I just opened the internet and since &lt;a href="http://malaysia.msn.com/?ocid=iehp"&gt;msn malaysia&lt;/a&gt; is my homepage, it so happened that i have to glance through some of the news and i got myself rather baffled with how many types of flu we have here on planet earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329179306703265298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SfUMWCBpHhI/AAAAAAAAAXE/LZEgvcK4Ulw/s320/thom+yorke.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because you see, apart from the normal influenza and also bird flu and not to mention, those that i haven't got a clue existed, if any, we have come across another superbly named running nose desease called - ladies and gentlemen, be prepared for the shockwave - &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/us_swine_flu_emergency"&gt;THE SWINE FLU!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; oiiiinkkkkkk!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm rather busy actually at the moment, and i dont eat pig, so i would resist the need to comment on this. I only want to ask. So what's next? Cow flu? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;MOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;BABI PUNYA FINALS!&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/8985629-1570095134766676734?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1570095134766676734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1570095134766676734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/04/babi.html' title='BABI!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SfUMWCBpHhI/AAAAAAAAAXE/LZEgvcK4Ulw/s72-c/thom+yorke.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-6324269490942724406</id><published>2009-04-25T07:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T08:15:03.998+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Precious Illusions</title><content type='html'>So lately I've been listening to some old tunes i hear from schooldays. Songs from artists such as radiohead, alanis morissette, bjork and matchbox twenty keeps on playing in my wmp. In fact, i had just rediscovered my love for japanese music and in particular the band called the Brilliant Green and not to forget their oh so sexy frontlady tomoko kawase!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ngahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That got me thinking though. Whenever examination time approaches i always tend to resort to some music and this time it makes me want to rekindle my schooldays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... it has been almost 4 years now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a8u4tM5yv2g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a8u4tM5yv2g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/8985629-6324269490942724406?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6324269490942724406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6324269490942724406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/04/precious-illusions.html' title='Precious Illusions'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-2116735993378499474</id><published>2009-04-02T10:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T11:38:47.466+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><title type='text'>Self Imposed Hiatus</title><content type='html'>Not that this blog is not having a regular run of this (heh) but just to inform those who frequent this site that the blog will experience a rather longer blog-lull period due to the impending "exhausting run of events" that will commence rather, (caughs) immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminders :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friday 3/4 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stockbroking test at 3pm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;monday 6/4 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; technical analysis test at 8:30pm, demo presentation for hrm in the morning, hrm test, due date technical analysis assgmts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tuesday 7/4 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; presentation on IT in business+reports+web site, fundamental analysis assgmt to be handed over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wed 8/4 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; IT in biz (test) at 4pm, fundamental analysis test (morning)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;friday 10/4 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; stockbroking assignment to be handed over&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saturday 11/4 - 10/5 -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; study week+finals&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can survive this&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... can i?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319931886384618370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SdQx3U06m4I/AAAAAAAAAW8/EJfbF6esNUI/s400/P2130099.JPG" border="0" /&gt;                                                              one and a half month to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-2116735993378499474?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2116735993378499474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2116735993378499474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/04/self-imposed-hiatus.html' title='Self Imposed Hiatus'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SdQx3U06m4I/AAAAAAAAAW8/EJfbF6esNUI/s72-c/P2130099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-3242151365155910387</id><published>2009-03-19T13:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T14:04:11.860+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>3 years old. 21 years old.</title><content type='html'>3 years ago, on february 26th, i posted my first "proper" blog post. that will mark the birthday of my blog. and that would be after a solid one year and 3 month after the first "improper"&lt;a href="http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2004_11_01_archive.html"&gt; post&lt;/a&gt; i made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, happy belated birthday nosurprises2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly 21 years ago, my  mom gave birth to me. the ultimate pinball champion of the house and a AC Milan fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, happy 21st birthday to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 28th this month, Liyana jasmay will celebrate her 21st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, happy advanced birthday dear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps  : i just had chocolate cake.&lt;br /&gt;ps2 : i just finished with 2 ACELS programs, 2 tests and 2 assignments.&lt;br /&gt;ps3 : ACELS will elect a new president this saturday. oh, the freedom is near...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/ScHfNeXaQXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nzyj1qd9fXM/s1600-h/self_potrait__with_infos_in_it_by_kickass88.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 390px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/ScHfNeXaQXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nzyj1qd9fXM/s400/self_potrait__with_infos_in_it_by_kickass88.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314774457856442738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps4 : i believe i did this sometime around my 16th birthday...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-3242151365155910387?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3242151365155910387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3242151365155910387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/03/3-years-old-21-years-old.html' title='3 years old. 21 years old.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/ScHfNeXaQXI/AAAAAAAAAW0/nzyj1qd9fXM/s72-c/self_potrait__with_infos_in_it_by_kickass88.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-7720278731249995553</id><published>2009-02-27T20:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T21:06:52.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>Its Time for a Brain Recess</title><content type='html'>Finally the exhausting test marathon week had come to an end. fuhhh... now i wanna enjoy my weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lets celebrate with a tag from tka! yay! (dan raikannya dengan daun saderi!) xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Rules:Copy to your own note, erase my answers, and enter yours. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real...nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;My name starts from Z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What is your name: Zaid Mohamad&lt;br /&gt;2. A four Letter Word: zany&lt;br /&gt;3. A boy's Name: zahir&lt;br /&gt;4. A girl's Name: zalina&lt;br /&gt;5. An occupation: zoologist&lt;br /&gt;6. A color: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;zoren &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(in some parts of kedah and perlis, this is how they call oren)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Something you wear: zipper (my pants zipper... haha!)&lt;br /&gt;8. A food: zoo plankton (its fish food! jadi lar)&lt;br /&gt;9. Something found in the bathroom: zink (atap zink kat kampung!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. A place: Zimbabwe (all hail mugabe!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. A reason for being late: zzzzz...&lt;br /&gt;12. Something you shout: ztupid!!!&lt;br /&gt;13. A movie title: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Zoro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Something you drink: Zephyr juice (i think there was such a brand. i think)&lt;br /&gt;15. A musical group: &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zwan"&gt;Zwan&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. An animal: Zebra&lt;br /&gt;17. A street name: jalan zaid ( i cant think of a name!)&lt;br /&gt;18. A type of car: perodua &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;ZIRAFAH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;(there'll be one in the future i tell you. you read it here first!)&lt;br /&gt;19. A song title: Zero - the smashing pumpkins&lt;br /&gt;20. An adjective: zonal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn this is the toughest thing ive had today after the test! and i was checking the dictionary 3 times to see if there is any colour that starts with "z". i cant do it, there are madeups in there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who i TAG?:&lt;br /&gt;I wanna tag kak afzan, hani. and also cato;patchi if u happen to read this (do it with the letter c k?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-7720278731249995553?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7720278731249995553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7720278731249995553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/02/its-time-for-brain-recess.html' title='Its Time for a Brain Recess'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-1825745792203637361</id><published>2009-02-26T08:35:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T09:12:57.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Zaid : test test test test test im gonna die.</title><content type='html'>Thats what my current facebook status is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just had 2 tests yesterday, another 1 is on tomorrow after friday prayer which coincides with the all important friday nap time - to complete the exhausting "test marathon" for this week. And it is stockbroking test tomorrow which - apart from popeye's mumblings and the digi mascot - i abhore to the core. This is madness! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pray for me. pray for me hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm hungry and im longing for a chicken teriyaki.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306904901798975266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SaXp5BiB1yI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mt0YLX51ePA/s400/P2130124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Godd&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-1825745792203637361?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1825745792203637361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1825745792203637361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/02/zaid-test-test-test-test-test-im-gonna.html' title='Zaid : test test test test test im gonna die.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SaXp5BiB1yI/AAAAAAAAAWs/mt0YLX51ePA/s72-c/P2130124.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-7083413762289258850</id><published>2009-02-19T11:13:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-19T12:45:00.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-reflection'/><title type='text'>The Sounds of You - a Tribute to a Friend</title><content type='html'>There must be some songs that u've heard sometime in your life - either you want to listen to it or not - that defines a certain stage or time, or even a person in your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Songs that remind you of your bf/gf/crush, the last day of school, those songs that you listen to every time before sitting for tests and also those bubblegum pop guilty pleasures that you only listen to in ur headphones when everyone's asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this time im not going to go to great lengths to list everything in details. I might save it for next time. Instead i'm going to write a story about the songs (or album) that relates to a friend who just left us last week - Shaalini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304359024552232354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SZzebduSxaI/AAAAAAAAAWk/99CGxsT259g/s400/adore.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night, after sitting for the technical analysis paper, i returned to my room to study for the next morning's quiz. Got bored and opened WMP to smashing pumpkins' ava adore album; one of those album that rarely fail to send me to slumberland. Over the years since form 2, this is an album i consider my lullaby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last night i got a new look towards the album. Its no more just a lullaby, its an album that reminds me of a group of friends i enjoy being with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was form 2 - some time after my choral speaking team; or in the case of my school's choral speaking history book (if there's such a thing) - THE choral speaking team - won the state level tournament (there was no national level). The school rewarded us with a school bus, complete with a driver to send us anywhere we wanna go, and all 40 (was it?) of us decided to hit penang and one place i remember is gurney plaza. And we got just that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There in gurney, i remember i ate my first mcd's chicken mcspicy with the creamy cool mcflurry oreo, banana and friends got claypots, the form ones ate at starbucks (kenyang ke?) and the others i cant remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i bought a tape (i use walkman during those days), and it was smashing pumpkins' adore album (i was collecting sp's album those days, and that was the last physical record i have of them). Banana bought an eminem tape, and on the bus on our way home about 9pm, me banana, shaalini, amira, catherine, geeta and geng sat at the back pep talking bout our day. We enjoyed it no doubt and after we got tired chatting, some of us slept, i listened to my newly puschased album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While listening to it, i looked at some of my friends from my seat. I saw those who were sleeping, reading magazines and listening to their walkmans and those who were still joking around not feeling any tiredness. It was great looking at everyone - the big gang, whom we have trained, eat, joked, performed and ultimately won together - laid content in their seats with the "reward" we rightly earned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people in this gang are some of the first people i know when i first came to kulim. And one of them is Shaalini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now she has left us forever, only memories like this one that stays. I cant say much cept Shaalini, thank you for everything - the good and bad times, the old days - u've made your mark in my life, and i appreciate that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-7083413762289258850?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7083413762289258850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7083413762289258850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/02/sounds-of-you-tribute-to-friend.html' title='The Sounds of You - a Tribute to a Friend'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SZzebduSxaI/AAAAAAAAAWk/99CGxsT259g/s72-c/adore.bmp' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-7855158670291738675</id><published>2009-02-15T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T11:55:54.206+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Thank you for the Memories</title><content type='html'>Dear friends,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our very own Shaalini Suppaya (16/12/1988 - 13/2/2009) from Kulim who studied in SK Tunku Abdul Malik from 1995-2000 n SMK Sultan Badlishah from 2000-2005 and currently in UNITEN has passed away this afternoon in a car accident on her way to Johor Bahru. Her funeral will be held tommorow (14/2/2009) in her aunty's house in Kulim. With all due respect, please do attend her funeral. Let us all put our hands togethar and pray hoping that her soul will rest in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ps : Please pass this message around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-7855158670291738675?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7855158670291738675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7855158670291738675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/02/thank-you-for-memories.html' title='Thank you for the Memories'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-5678353282252320330</id><published>2009-02-11T08:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-11T12:54:32.561+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Trip - A Definition of the Word for the Month of February</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A trip is a laboured effort to not puke within 7 hours when nauseaiousness is inevitable given the audio visual distraction of fat girls in sausage bags singing in the bus karaoke to and from kl which makes sleeping a challenge and having to cope with big city posers' egos an unwelcomed disaster.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301329759870251442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SZIbVDZF8bI/AAAAAAAAAWc/WV_mJTh-XFk/s400/P2070485.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The pigs are not in the picture.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;I'll be heading to kl again this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Must buy panadol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;edited feb 11th@12:54&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-5678353282252320330?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5678353282252320330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5678353282252320330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/02/trip-definition-of-word-for-month-of.html' title='Trip - A Definition of the Word for the Month of February'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SZIbVDZF8bI/AAAAAAAAAWc/WV_mJTh-XFk/s72-c/P2070485.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-7575247594385969015</id><published>2009-02-09T10:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T11:39:49.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tags'/><title type='text'>Can You Keep a Secret? - Tagged by tka jayhunn</title><content type='html'>Rules: Once you've been tagged, you are supposed to write a note with 25 random things, facts, habits, or goals about you. At the end, choose 25 people to be tagged. You have to tag the person who tagged you. If I tagged you, it's because I want to know more about you.(To do this, paste these instructions in the body of the note, type your 25 random things, then click publish.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;disclaimer: instructions edited by tka&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;My name is zaid. my family+relatives call me ed (as in first "aid")&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No one outside the family calls me ed&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This blog i keep secret from my classmates&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm single (haha)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a list of the 5 ppl i wanna get married to that i update every now and then&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Currently those 5 are &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peyton_Sawyer"&gt;Peyton&lt;/a&gt; (One Tree Hill), &lt;a href="http://wiki.d-addicts.com/Han_Ga_In"&gt;Han Ga-In&lt;/a&gt; (witch yoo-hee), &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dido_(singer)"&gt;Dido&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;echa&lt;/strong&gt;(who? teehee) and liyana jasmay&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I weigh 50kg. tomorrow it might change to 53.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I rarely get angry. once i do the person will learn new vocabs. i hardly resort to physical violence.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;because im kinda small for a guy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Usually i win because part of my debating skill is sarcasm&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have a facebook. find me. zaid bin mohamad.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i have given up on friendster because facebook is easier to use&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Im the president of &lt;a href="http://acels.blogspot.com/"&gt;acels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favourite band is Radiohead. it has been since i was in form 3.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I started this blog in 2006&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't grasp the fact that there are still some fat girls wearing tight clothes out there despite me saying "sausage bags dibuat daripada lemak" out loud (tho not directly). those in pink i call em fly baby piglet.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I rarely go to the movies&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I just had this for bfast. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300634708828111218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SY-jLwfOQXI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6UkD3cRc9BA/s320/P2090628.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I can't swim&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;I play the guitar, both acoustic and electric. i have both&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I play golf, tho haven't been to the greens to properly play there coz i didn't take the test needed to get to the greens. i only play at the driving range.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;That means my handicap is 24&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;My mom likes liverpool fc and she knows her football better than any men i know. that includes my football fanatic friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My first gf is Sheril Rizal Vincent. I still like her.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My favourite footballer is Andrea Pirlo of AC Milan, which is also my favourite football team since 1999.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who I want to TAG?&lt;br /&gt;Shark, Shuhada, shant, ATIKAH JAYHUNN, raihan, kak afzan, whoever with blogs lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to prepare for class now...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-7575247594385969015?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7575247594385969015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7575247594385969015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/02/can-you-keep-secret-tagged-by-tka.html' title='Can You Keep a Secret? - Tagged by tka jayhunn'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SY-jLwfOQXI/AAAAAAAAAWU/6UkD3cRc9BA/s72-c/P2090628.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-5756917939750197095</id><published>2009-01-22T13:14:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:52:45.480+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='economics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Nazar-ria, "I Don't Belong to Money", Economy Today and Assorted Rantings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I don't feel any guilty whenever i post stuffs at the &lt;a href="http://acels.blogspot.com/"&gt;acels&lt;/a&gt; weblog. So i don't really mind playing with words and give my long gone sarcasm a blockbuster return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the last 2 posts i made. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mind you its the official club site. Its not that people who concerns with the club will gonna read em! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i might even post my jamban pix if i wanted to!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another news this week is about my team AC Milan (not the lousy khairy jamaludin's myteam) whose bid from the mega rich arab sheiks of manchester city worth 100M pounds for Kaka' was turned down by the player after a tiring week long transfer saga. Kaka' might earn himself a whooping 500k pounds a week if he signed. in this case, to say the world is facing a economic catastrophe might be an overblown thunder in a cup! or are we having a 1000% inflation rate from last year? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294004638048772594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SXgVK2Iq4fI/AAAAAAAAAWE/xdnLj2fItko/s200/dunnkaka_516x467_23150a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to those who plays man city in their fm'09, you might be able to buy him but in real life, don't dream lar mangkoks! and to the pak sheiks of man city, isn't it better if you spend the money for the palestinians, or donate to the poor instead of pouring it all on a single guy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhows, i guess its back to the laze days perhaps given the loadshit of works to be done for club and class. CNY is a blessing! I can't seem to bare witness to the suffocating february plans that consists of a trip, test, seminar, another trip, drama competition, tutoring UPSR kids english, test, test, test... I don't think i can lepak kedai nasi kandar sampai malam anymore this coming brake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm fasting so i can't run around flailing my arms in public, and today is the fourth day out of seven. its puasa nazar cos i got a fluke result last sem that i uh... was planning to post the screenshot like the past three i did earlier. not that i scored a 4.0, but i got lucky to still be in the "range" and the mighty loads of deduction of pointers was highly justified. and i was fearing for not being able to get into that "range" which resulted in me &lt;em&gt;nazar&lt;/em&gt;ing. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To those who know me well, i don't look good in pictures - unless if i photo edit the stuff - but these ones are some of that rare moments that i have to put it here to remind me that lighting and angle are important in taking pix! here goes...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293995130779223186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SXgMhcy-RJI/AAAAAAAAAVs/pjvYUWQSI7g/s320/141200.jpg" border="0" /&gt; no photo edit, and i looked like that hollywood actor who drove the farmers' SUV in a jack johnson video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293995128349278610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SXgMhTvoQZI/AAAAAAAAAV0/L6ZcXY4AwLk/s320/141324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;reaction to the miserable looking february plans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293995131951773330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SXgMhhKh9pI/AAAAAAAAAV8/_D81rY9hyNA/s320/141601.jpg" border="0" /&gt;having 6 tests in a row can result in mental agony like this one! or maybe it was the 10-hour tuesday lecture schedule.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last post i was brimming with energy to put up my pictures for the boycott program. i'm kinda lazy to put it up since i've put some already at the club blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The world economy is bad, retrenchment of about 100k workers are expected this year, with some people predict the domino efx from the US recession will hit malaysia hardest this june. I bet it'll hit us earlier! The government still haven't declared recession just yet but the stocks exchange dropped to 880 the last time i checked from the usual 900 of 2008. I read in the papers that US banks lose USD 3.6 trillion. but their initials(correct me if im wrong) are USD 1.4 trillion. they simply can't pay their own debts, how can they lend money!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Wallstreet should be sentenced to death by stonning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-5756917939750197095?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5756917939750197095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5756917939750197095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/01/nazar-ria-i-dont-belong-to-money.html' title='Nazar-ria, &quot;I Don&apos;t Belong to Money&quot;, Economy Today and Assorted Rantings'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SXgVK2Iq4fI/AAAAAAAAAWE/xdnLj2fItko/s72-c/dunnkaka_516x467_23150a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-1383836909228257773</id><published>2009-01-15T15:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T16:37:54.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>The Aftertaste...</title><content type='html'>It was all booms and bams last night. not necessarily a BOOM or a BAM though but still good anough to call it a &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;quite&lt;/span&gt; success. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;What now? the slides, the boycott talk and the donation drive for the gaza aid was overwhelming. the donation box got filled quite a few cm the last time i checked before i handed it over to the imam PI. Amin, the vp1 counted the stash and it was about rm300... all in a two hour work!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;It feels good to be a student&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;activist. cheap pr ei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So it was great to actually launched something of a meaningful purpose under the club that previously promotes partying, teaching school kids kindergarten english, bowling trips and the unnecessary "lets giveaway rm1000 to strangers" interfack drama competition with this sort of program. last nite too was supposed to be a membership drive and marketing the club was supposedly the club's main emphasis. not the boycott campaign in all honesty. that said, our marketing mechanism worked wonders in successfuly(sp?) attracting a paltry 5 new members in the membership drive yesterday. did i say drive? yea its sad, i know. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyhow, prior to this post, i was brimming with red bull energy to post the last nite's picture on this and the &lt;a href="http://acels.blogspot.com/"&gt;acels&lt;/a&gt; blog only to realise the pix arent in my mp4 cum thumbdrive. so to make up for the dissapointment i will post a few pictures FROM the mp4 to fill the criteria of "need-more-pictures-in-posts" with these&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291432762142126098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SW7yD9xYcBI/AAAAAAAAAVc/54joql1imWg/s320/taliban+angry.jpg" border="0" /&gt;                                                                                                             angry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291432750135937970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SW7yDRC4i7I/AAAAAAAAAVE/n-L3JIiXz9I/s320/taliban+one+for+the+camera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                                   i just one peace&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291432754750647154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SW7yDiPHa3I/AAAAAAAAAVM/DF2ejkf68ZQ/s320/taliban+phone2+(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                              mesej... mesej...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291432755175254994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SW7yDj0Wa9I/AAAAAAAAAVU/L984enF7fVI/s320/taliban+phone2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                             jawab! jawab!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291432758883247586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SW7yDxoZ5eI/AAAAAAAAAVk/UNSlkPhv5sk/s320/taliban+finger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                                              ... sorry, i went mental a bit that day&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thank you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-1383836909228257773?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1383836909228257773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1383836909228257773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/01/aftertaste.html' title='The Aftertaste...'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SW7yD9xYcBI/AAAAAAAAAVc/54joql1imWg/s72-c/taliban+angry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-6005162806897251593</id><published>2009-01-12T11:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T12:13:51.956+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Mellon Collie and the Infinite Boredome(sp?)</title><content type='html'>I was kinda bored the other day and i did this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SWq8PI-5FeI/AAAAAAAAAU0/es-2EQ878rY/s1600-h/nyr2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290247680595400162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SWq8PI-5FeI/AAAAAAAAAU0/es-2EQ878rY/s400/nyr2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hah, now that the hot chick is in place, i swear i can at least do a tad of improvment to my already sad personality, diet(no im not fat, in fact its the complete opposite) and work ethics(in shambles haih...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the moment im keeping myself busy... so that i wudnt do something out of hand like (a) walking to kangar, (b) ride the high speed horse ride until puking at the nearby longkang and got sent back to college by a police officer on duty or (c) play football manager and forgetting class altogether.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, as president of &lt;a href="http://acels.blogspot.com/"&gt;ACELS&lt;/a&gt;, i decided - given the current call by authorities to boycott US produce - to give a little contribution by launching the anti US Produce Campaign this coming Wednesday. At Mushroom. 9pm. I'll be giving a speech to boycott US produce. Wohohoho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats what a president is for am i right???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poster for the event is already in place...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290251296284670546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 283px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SWq_hmeY-lI/AAAAAAAAAU8/equJaH2hgM8/s400/Acels%40Mushroom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fancy??? Go to the &lt;a href="http://acels.blogspot.com/"&gt;ACELS&lt;/a&gt; blog for further information... (baca poster pong dah boleh...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, theres this  report that i feel obliged to put in here, credit to utusan and chedet club in my facebook :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09/01/2009 3:59pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KUALA LUMPUR 9 Jan. – Tun Dr. Mahathir Mohamad hari ini meminta umat Islam dan rakyat negara ini memboikot penggunaan mata wang dolar Amerika Asyarikat sebagai bantahan atas serangan rejim zionis Israel terhadap bumi Palestin.&lt;br /&gt;Bekas Perdana Menteri itu turut menyarankan kerajaan supaya mendesak Pertubuhan Bangsa-Bangsa Bersatu (PBB) mewujudkan tribunal khas untuk mendapat keadilan dan hak asasi bagi rakyat Palestin.“Sebagai membantah kekejaman yang dilakukan puak Israel, kita boikot semua barangan Amerika termasuk jenama Starbuck, Coca-Cola dan Colgate,” katanya di perhimpunan membantah kekejaman puak Israel di pekarangan Masjid Negara di sini hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;Perhimpunan itu disertai kira-kira 500 umat Islam yang baru selesai solat Jumaat di Masjid Negara.Ia turut disertai oleh ahli-ahli Persatuan Pengguna Islam Malaysia (PPIM) yang melancarkan kempen memboikot barangan buatan Yahudi dan Amerika Syarikat.&lt;br /&gt;Sebelum itu, mimbar di Masjid Negara turut menyampaikan khutbah yang mengutuk serangan Israel ke atas Palestin. Selepas itu, jemaah juga mengadakan solat hajat dan berdoa khusus untuk kesejahteraan rakyat Palestin. - Utusan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some non serious matter though - sometime last week &lt;a href="http://afzanur.blogspot.com/"&gt;kak afzan&lt;/a&gt; linked me to her friend's blog and i saw &lt;a href="http://aishahtur.blogspot.com/"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; pix posts bout kasut and semak(bush)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hebat...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the latest good news to come knocking is that i might be able to continue my studies in the UK come next year.&lt;br /&gt;London, here i come?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insyaallah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-6005162806897251593?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6005162806897251593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6005162806897251593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/01/mellon-collie-and-infinite-boredomesp.html' title='Mellon Collie and the Infinite Boredome(sp?)'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SWq8PI-5FeI/AAAAAAAAAU0/es-2EQ878rY/s72-c/nyr2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-2993571772151318724</id><published>2009-01-08T11:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T12:02:35.027+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Ummm... Happy New Year?</title><content type='html'>The Islamic new year had just passed some time last december, then the grogorian one some 8 days ago, oh well, the chinese one is still around the corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, happy new year anyway. wahahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so this is the time where people'll make this pointless resolutions. have you? of course lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mine goes like this... do you know radiohead's "fitter happier" thing? if not go google it out. &lt;a href="http://www.google.com.my/"&gt;Google.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine goes along that way plus plus plus... some other assorted resolutions that i might well forget it one day and discover it once i browsed back the old posts like what i did just now. and for your information it so happened that i have none for last year! i have nothing to say about it. blergh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so whats for this year? here goes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - be fitter, happier and more productive.&lt;br /&gt;2 - do not skip bfast. include vegies in meals. less saturated fat or fried food. cut down the crap!&lt;br /&gt;3 - do well in exams. score a 4 flat and no less. complete assignments before due date. without "modifying" other's work.&lt;br /&gt;4 - get regular excercises at the gym, 3 times a week. or jog for starters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the new year's day was practically rubbish. theres no new year's holiday in this bloody perlis. wtf with that? have they got no census? have they lost their mind? have they got no blain? cannot think??? fuck it, it shouldnt even be a state at first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL HAIL KEDAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by the way, kedah now sucked at football. 4-1 thrashing by selangor at our own stadium? i miss marlon man, marlon is king! now fuck the FAM for abolishing the "having foreigners policy". local players learn from them stupid! now where the hell are they gonna learn all this fancy football techniques from? apek cina? mat remput? macha roti canai??? fuck the management. they shouldnt even run football. just go with your politics kj, dont touch football damnit. look what uve done! we sucked even further down the football echelon(sp?).&lt;br /&gt;did anyone watch the "other final" on discovery some few years back about the two worst ranked footballing country playing each other in tibet? it was tibet vs montserray(sp?). i guess one day malaysia will play in that final. it'll be tibet vs malaysia. just wait and see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it might even come sooner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the perlis suck thing. why no holidays? and the classes started that day and i was bloody busy attending all this classes and to my dissapointment, the lecturers too were absent. might be enjoying the pre new year's party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih. so i was exhausted trying to be that obedient smarty pants... and i impressed no one cept myself. its like... wanking a can :B. and impressively enough to impress a hot chick in bikinis to smack you in the face, encik mail wasnt home so i cant watch that 30 rock marathon on star world. ahhh, tina fey... I LOVE YOU!!! tssk tssk tssk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess ive wasted too much time here. the librarian might chase me out. im posting wall-to-wall comments on facebook. weeheehee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-2993571772151318724?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2993571772151318724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2993571772151318724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/01/ummm-happy-new-year.html' title='Ummm... Happy New Year?'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-8587329480623483421</id><published>2009-01-08T11:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T11:17:50.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhh... Happy New Year?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-8587329480623483421?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8587329480623483421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8587329480623483421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2009/01/ahhh-happy-new-year.html' title='Ahhh... Happy New Year?'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-4570923808502669617</id><published>2008-12-18T23:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:51:24.719+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Of Music and Poetry.</title><content type='html'>If you're a fan of the sort of music i listen to - (read the "music ilike" section in my facebook) - then 2008 is a bloody good year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The list of artists and bands that i like from my innocent primary school days until as recently discovered - almost everyone released a good album. take this for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i like the boy band Take That, they made a reunion album earlier this year. i like the spice girls(who doesnt?), they made a reunion world tour!. oasis released their best work since morning glory last month. sigur ros too with their penchant for visual artistry released their icelandic record that i got hold of only this month. and it was worth the hd space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mogwai, guns and roses (chinese democracy), smashing pumpkins (zetgeist - it was a dissapointing listen though), metallica, portishead (three) and the almighty radiohead (in rainbows) made this year a memorabe year for music. and to top it all off, the brilliant green, the jrock band whom the singer i felt madly in love with during form 2/3/4, had just released a new single and a "best of" album. a studio album is already announced to be released next year! and and and... if my rusty memory serves me correctly, the white shoes and the couples company too will release - or already released, got to google this - another studio album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some decent bands too released some decent works like coldplay, the kooks, keane, and snow patrol although i got tired of actually trying to put effort to get a few listen. i even got hooked to the lovely wonder girls from korea last week. man u gotta see this video. they're hot like hell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_NV9s9dq2h0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_NV9s9dq2h0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;britney spears too has got a new album! WOMANIZER - repeat this till the song ends, WOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to sputnikmusic and last.fm, i just cant stop lisnin (and downloading) to some trip hops (massive attack, mandalay, esthero, etc), posts (explosions in the sky, godspeed you black emperor) and some good old rock music (matthew good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, this year is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-4570923808502669617?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4570923808502669617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4570923808502669617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/12/of-music-and-poetry.html' title='Of Music and Poetry.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-5813916736493510578</id><published>2008-12-10T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T00:20:26.228+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>When You Think You're Out of Things To Do</title><content type='html'>... the holidays can be painfully long to some people.&lt;br /&gt;Especially when they have nothing better to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you grow tired of sitting in front of the pc, out of books that can inspire you to read, cant find the mood to listen to records, have nowhere left to visit, losing (and eventually got you fired and left you bereft in confidence to keep on playing) in fm08, watched the same shows on repeat on tv, out of cash to hit the town with friends, found out that your laptop is short of specs to install the long awaited fm09 and having a terrible unerasable mentality of "excercising can kill you, not excercising can kill you, i choose not to excercise", you can simply grow tired of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am i talking...&lt;br /&gt;i found the &lt;a href="http://dullestblog.com/"&gt;dullest blog in the world&lt;/a&gt; and there's a new show on kbs,&lt;br /&gt;and im getting used to facebook now.&lt;br /&gt;sputnikmusic has been a rich source of good music to dig in to&lt;br /&gt;and goal.com has now started a forum!&lt;br /&gt;so, i have a lot of things to do now.&lt;br /&gt;and when you think you're out of things to do, it is best to search for records of things that you always wanted to do- new year's resolution or in my case, the post before this one-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still in holiday mood. dont worry!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on another note, the finals result will come out on the 17th.&lt;br /&gt;i believe it'll be released earlier like the previous 3.&lt;br /&gt;i have a bad feeling things won't go right...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-5813916736493510578?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5813916736493510578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/5813916736493510578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/12/when-you-think-youre-out-of-things-to.html' title='When You Think You&apos;re Out of Things To Do'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-4279167705355759991</id><published>2008-11-22T11:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-22T12:08:00.031+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Its the Holidays!!!</title><content type='html'>... yeah baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i get to go online more regularly. and i saw &lt;a href="http://tv.yahoo.com/blog/are-daytime-soaps-doomed--43"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; on the web this morning at yahoo (its my pc's homepage) which i uncharacteristicly got my pc screen sprayed by teh suam from my nose coz it read "the death of soap operas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so what if there'll be no more soap operas in the future?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno bout the us but here in malaysia i can only remember one soap opera famed for the cruel yet cunning fashion boutique owner dato' mansor in "Idaman" (i was a devoted follower mind you). and pretty much, that was it. i can't remember any other local made 100++ episodes soap operas after the soaps ended. and there were no desperate mak ciks wrote anything in the papers or any reports bout ppl going mental when idaman ceased production. that was it. nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, now its the holidays. i finally found the joy of using facebook.&lt;br /&gt;and my plan for this holidays?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- learn cooking from mother&lt;br /&gt;- redecorate this blog&lt;br /&gt;- reread mitch albom's the 5 person you meet in heaven, some dan browns and lydia teh's takes in honk!&lt;br /&gt;- make plans for acels next semester&lt;br /&gt;- learn a few songs for guitar&lt;br /&gt;- play football manager 2009&lt;br /&gt;- ym those unknowns in my ym (its high time to know who the hell they are)&lt;br /&gt;- watch kbs world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... man, the air feels fresher outside uitm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-4279167705355759991?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4279167705355759991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4279167705355759991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/11/its-holidays.html' title='Its the Holidays!!!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-1930592792600373389</id><published>2008-10-18T14:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T15:05:02.765+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>I Like Women – A Depressing Piece of Unapologetic Emoism</title><content type='html'>I long to speak to you in private,&lt;br /&gt;Saying “I love you,&lt;br /&gt;            And do you love me too?”&lt;br /&gt;But I’m scared like shit&lt;br /&gt;            To say this otherwise gay but simple set of words.&lt;br /&gt;I fear rejection. No.&lt;br /&gt;I fear how you’ll treat me once I let go of this feeling I can’t help.&lt;br /&gt;I risk friendship for this you know.&lt;br /&gt;Well, that might answer why some men,&lt;br /&gt;however good looking they are still staying single. (ehm)&lt;br /&gt;Ah! I might end up being gay&lt;br /&gt;            If I keep on contemplating about this every day.&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who sings like Elton John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can’t remember the last time i posted a poem or any form of word art. I think I’m going to die. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-1930592792600373389?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1930592792600373389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1930592792600373389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/10/i-like-women-depressing-piece-of.html' title='I Like Women – A Depressing Piece of Unapologetic Emoism'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-4046279927240293205</id><published>2008-10-16T11:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T12:30:53.131+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><title type='text'>Failing Brain Recesses</title><content type='html'>Enter the season where ppl from all over the campus bury their heads in piles of books in an effort to not screw their exam results!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there's a trend that i find it rather troubling in my campus and i suppose the same happens in your place too; the final exam rehearsels(sp?)... so this is the time where lecturers often do last minute reservations to get a certain dewan baru/ dewan lama/ lts/ lct halls/ etc so that they can get their get-these-students-finish-off-their-tests burden out of their chests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That said, the libry now is full of ppl reading notes, writing notes, doing practices, texting, sleepin, dreaming, discussing how to deal with this and that questions, and lepakking at the IT section. not all bad though given this new lease of life to the ever so dull libry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with friends too is getting quite hard to adjust. let say u wanna go to a certain mamak to watch football on one saturday with your friends who happens to be from other faculties - civil, computer science, geometics, finance... i guess id rather go out myself if transport is not a problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, now the libry too is full of chicks, not a bad place to go chick hunting, but they so happen to be loud, which is not that cute given the circumstance mentioned. and given that you have 4 tests coming in succession is realy no help when you want to get that chick's number or asking this chick out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all hope is not lost though. Ive just finished my slaving session to the books yesterday. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My finals will start on the 29th. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-4046279927240293205?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4046279927240293205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4046279927240293205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/10/failing-brain-recesses.html' title='Failing Brain Recesses'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-2194175045432032020</id><published>2008-10-01T07:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T07:24:49.915+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>Hari Raya Special</title><content type='html'>If you think what's on tv are garbage, this one is definitely a must have during hari raya.&lt;br /&gt;Bye2 all the singing shit and raya variety shows. this is comedy gold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LdgdBOTUSqg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LdgdBOTUSqg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you youtube. And selamat hari raya maaf zahir batin. Peace brother!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-2194175045432032020?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2194175045432032020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2194175045432032020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/10/hari-raya-special.html' title='Hari Raya Special'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-4972509909762327272</id><published>2008-09-08T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T12:56:05.533+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self-reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>McDonalds Kills You</title><content type='html'>A. Samad Ismail past away on 9/4 of this year. he was such a legend. read rockybru's september 4+5 post at rockybru.blogspt.com about the country's unsung hero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My gramma past away 2 weeks earlier. She was 84. not many memories about her i can put in here for now, mostly because i was the naughty one who always cried for not wanting to balik kampung coz i was afraid of the evil looking pak cik who was her neighbour (he died last year) when i was in primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace be upon them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;News : 50 Barisan MPs begin eight-day study trip to Taiwan. 50 of 78 will join the trip. all during malaysia month. patriotic? pak lah's jz scared that anwar will kidnap 30 of his ppl. i assume. many others have the same opinion. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for a reason called "i might contract mental disease from 14cm tall of assignments" (i measured it, honest), over the past few weeks, i've been going for consultations coz im afraid i might go mental. the next visit will be my 6th. the counselor : puan hjh ..., (cant remember her name) is a great person. she gave me psychology tests everytime i go to her place! i feel that, whenever i cant access the internet i can always go to her office and seek mental remedies. for all of you "mentols" out there, go seek help from the counselors. dont keep them idle. they are paid for this job. i did. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow it takes a long time to work. and i believe mcd's been killing more ppl than the war of waterloo. up until now. perhaps more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-4972509909762327272?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4972509909762327272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4972509909762327272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/09/mcdonalds-kills-you.html' title='McDonalds Kills You'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-1219108175190778127</id><published>2008-09-06T14:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T14:53:34.899+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>I Didn't Post Anything Last Month</title><content type='html'>I rarely read the papers nowadays. but somehow i stumbled upon a news about anwar who won his permatang pauh by-election last month. he is now taking charge as the opposition leader. that said...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could become the next prime minister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one of my friend told me that he's got issues regarding him fucking some guy's arse who used to work for him. and that victim swore that he was fucked by anwar. in a mosque. and up until now anwar didn't counter swear the earlier swear. or did he? i don't know coz like what i said earlier, i rarely read papers. but assuming if he didn't make one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He could become Malaysia's first gay prime minister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that reminds me of the infamous slur by the world famous Zimbabwe president robert mugabe (who famously brought the country into bancruptcy) that read pretty much like this;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" you (tony blair's cabinet) don't even know how to make children! that's why you don't deserve to take a swipe on my administration!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last month too saw a very cold merdeka celebration. it didn't even feel like merdeka month. and i slept during the merdeka countdown. until subuh. i think the present gomen's school-children like approach towards the country's administration is making us all sick and tired to enjoy that little holiday that most ppl elected to sleep on their comfy bed that day. it was sunday afterall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the prettiest girl in the world yesterday in my campus pasar ramadan. im done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-1219108175190778127?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1219108175190778127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1219108175190778127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-didnt-post-anything-last-month.html' title='I Didn&apos;t Post Anything Last Month'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-2957716179505607477</id><published>2008-07-31T13:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T13:52:03.986+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>I've Got to Post Something</title><content type='html'>... to give yet another much needed CPR to this dying blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywaysss, its not just the blog which is dying over here. being the president of &lt;a href="http://acels.blogspot.com/"&gt;acels&lt;/a&gt;, i've to organise stuffs to ensure that the club itself is not dying. to be honest, it died for two semesters, with me at the helm this time im bringing the club back from the grave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;activities will be abundant. just check out the acels blog and suggestions for this sem's activities count no less than 5 (it is 7 to be exact, all hail exeggeratism sp?), which by the club's petty standards, an uphill task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first one will be tomorrow's karnival gegar uitm and we'll be selling tees and sweaters, and crisps, and we'll play scrabbles and boggles, and an info counter for Herbalife health product.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need help. and biz law is killing my neurons softly. i might get spinocerebelar atrophy. "1 litre of tears" makes me cry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-2957716179505607477?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2957716179505607477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2957716179505607477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/07/ive-got-to-post-something.html' title='I&apos;ve Got to Post Something'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-2490086731200785665</id><published>2008-07-06T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-06T00:13:13.410+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><title type='text'>Give Me Back My Drugs. Please?</title><content type='html'>Seems that whenever i’m deprived of something that i’ve enjoyed being with for about 2 months, there’s a slight possibility of me going mental.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly the sort of situation im in at the moment given that the tv in the tv room has not got their astro fixed. Being a korea addict, missing the show “Cider” at 6.10pm on kbs world yesterday was like having my pills taken away by unworthy hobos from the store kulim (don’t tell my mom that i used to take the purple-blue-yellow pills, i’ve repent alright). And now, at this moment when im writing this peace, having to miss the hot Korean chicks on “you stole my heart” at 9am is like having myself slapped by the same hobo who took away the pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do you think of this ladies and gentlemen? Have i gone mental? Am i an addict? I don’t know what to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a thing that i don’t like about the internet connection here in uitm perlis. Unless if you’re using ultrasurf, the connection here is super slow as if you’re using Jaring during the 90s. Even better when your college happen to be in the weakest area to receive wifi that sometimes you are offline when you’re online and then going online again like the flip flop prime minister who is currently running the country down to the drain. And to top things off, if you happen to read this blog from my campus i believe you can’t see the youtube videos that i’ve put in here. Aaaaaaand, you can’t access social sites anywhere before 11pm or weekends. So i have to content myself with surfing on facebook on weekends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haih.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-2490086731200785665?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2490086731200785665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2490086731200785665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/07/give-me-back-my-drugs-please.html' title='Give Me Back My Drugs. Please?'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-3840481231642296045</id><published>2008-06-21T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T00:05:46.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='youtube'/><title type='text'>If Devils Wear Prada...</title><content type='html'>... then the angels wear victoria secret!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BV0G8B5EL08&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;class...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, there's a new show on kbs at 9am. "you stole my heart" seems like a good thing to watch in the morning, but the only problem is i dont think i can continue with the episodes with the semester beckons come early next month. if the gay rs still hides away astro from us, i've got to think of an alternative. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that requires effort.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-3840481231642296045?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3840481231642296045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3840481231642296045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/06/if-devils-wear-prada.html' title='If Devils Wear Prada...'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-1239200332758415220</id><published>2008-06-19T08:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T08:57:32.781+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><title type='text'>Italy to the Quarters!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SFmuisx72PI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/lCeAf8byK5A/s1600-h/P6190147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213389954817448178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SFmuisx72PI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/lCeAf8byK5A/s400/P6190147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i have to print out the tuition bills. and pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haih...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-1239200332758415220?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1239200332758415220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1239200332758415220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/06/italy-to-quarters.html' title='Italy to the Quarters!!!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SFmuisx72PI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/lCeAf8byK5A/s72-c/P6190147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-528505384390530076</id><published>2008-06-05T13:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T13:52:22.143+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>EURO 2008</title><content type='html'>Weird things had and will always happen, and the area for such things to happen is as broad as the surface of planet earth. and beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from looking for weird stuff out of youtube and unibrow, i stumbled upon an article from soccernet about the austrian people made a petition to pull their national football team out of the upcoming euro 08. people would think they are crazy. and that was what exactly my thought at first. but not until i read further down the article explaining their purpose which read :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The website of the 'Österreich zeigt Rückgrat' (Austria shows Character) campaign states: 'It cannot be denied: the performance of the Austrian team is an insult to your sense of aesthetics as well as to what you expect from this sport. Their participating in Euro 2008 is to you a contradiction in itself.'&lt;br /&gt;It might sound like a joke, but the organisers of the campaign are quite serious and are genuinely concerned that rather than being a chance to showcase Austrian culture and hospitality to the world, Euro 2008 represents a unique opportunity for painful humiliation on a global scale. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That part hits straight to the bulls eye! now, when talking about a team with no previous records of qualifying for euros and being among the worlds best in football just below the mighty mozambique (90) and guatemala (89), it somehow strucked me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year back, there was a similar continental tournament took place in our shores. The Asia Cup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Malaysian football team kit was sterling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THEY HAD NIKE AS KIT SPONSORS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh... and the black and yellow stripes were the craze back then, though only during the build up to the tournament and never to get past the one month mark after that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the kit was grand, the team played even better, justifying their tag as the world's 169th best football team (and can be conveniently found at the last page in the fifa ranking at fifa.com). being battered by continental heavyweights + the non heavyweights. hey, we were even struggling to get past singapore (128), oh i forgot we should struggle coz they are ranked 41 places above us!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, what strucked me earlier is that, given the similarities between us and austria, at least a few malaysians shouldve been enlighten enough (i wasnt one unfortunately, and neither one of the 20 million) to follow their lead. surprisingly, there werent any. or not surprisingly, no one bothered. i wasn't bothered. well, bar the sport science students.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was well known and documented about the power our national team possess. goal.com made the team a laughing stock last year. if england's failing to get past the qualifying stage for euro 08 got the team butchered in the media, i wonder why our national team players+coach werent murdered that time. oh i get it, this stupid team doesnt deserve a coverage in our papers. its a waste of trees sacrificed to tell how good they are at giving away posessions and space and letting in goals. ah, i give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malaysian football suck cocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and pak lah just showcased his talent in leading the country with oil price hike of almost 100%. brilliant!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-528505384390530076?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/528505384390530076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/528505384390530076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/06/euro-2008.html' title='EURO 2008'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-2251609925920696931</id><published>2008-05-18T23:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T00:13:19.065+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><title type='text'>This is Terrible.</title><content type='html'>Its official, AC Milan is out of next season's uefa champions league. Fucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what now mr ancelloti? As expected wayyy at the start of the season, we're deprived of &lt;strong&gt;young&lt;/strong&gt; quality blood! and now we're out of ucl. shit! how will i face all those manure and inter fans! sheebye!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and because of this, i dont think ronaldinho will join us next season. and gattuso is moving out to bayern. kaka is back in everyone's wanted list radar. hell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now, part 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;National service is no more just a waste of tax payers money. It is also dangerous. As evidenced by &lt;a href="http://thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/5/8/nation/20080508152343&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://rockybru.blogspot.com/2008/05/another-18-year-old-dies-at-ns-camp.html"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.thestar.com.my/news/story.asp?file=/2008/5/8/nation/20080508213646&amp;amp;sec=nation"&gt;this.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 (wud u believe this?), 16 trainees died of ns since 2004. that makes it 4 deaths/year! and this is MALAYSIAN national service. no deaths reported in Singapore's + Taiwan's ns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gila babi dangerous. that equals the number of fatalities from shark attacks in the US in 2005 and 2006! well, consider me a survivor then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SURVIVED NATIONAL SERVICE DAMNIT!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a chat with an ex-classmate of mine. i was informed by her that the girl i used to have a terrible crush for two and a half years had moved out to seremban.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess, pretty much thats it. I dont think we'll be seeing each other again. Good luck if you happen to read this. Oh, and radiohead rocks indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Part 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just finished watching Sassy Girl Chun Hyang. and thats the first korean drama series that i managed to finish. i wish i have a hottie like the main actress for a gf..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having said that, there's a striking resemblance between her and my gf last year. Odd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i just finished watching Zombie Kampung Pisang on Astro. It is sooo in my top 10 fav movie list (not that im a movie buff, so pardon me sir).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-2251609925920696931?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2251609925920696931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/2251609925920696931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/05/this-is-terrible.html' title='This is Terrible.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-6014762149144232872</id><published>2008-05-13T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T00:07:43.258+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><title type='text'>I'm Officially in Love with Jun Jihyun</title><content type='html'>It wasn't long, about two months ago i was super critical towards anything korean. be it their tv shows, movies, the supposedly good looking korean hunks that i believe have been copycatting my schooldays haircut, their language, cars (even when there's one at home), handphones (LnG), etc. and being a traditionalist (in this case, since msia started off having the jpop/jdrama waves earlier than the koreans), it was unikely that i'd be in this state of being a korea-addict.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all changed when i watched Jun Jihyun(i love you!) in two of the best movies i watched last month - my sassy girl+windstruck. and since then ive been watching sassy girl chunhyoong(sp?), my girl and spygirl. during exam weeks. until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And since im at home at the moment, i keep on tuning to kbsworld. and i like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have nothing else to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-6014762149144232872?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6014762149144232872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/6014762149144232872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-officially-in-love-with-jun-jihyun.html' title='I&apos;m Officially in Love with Jun Jihyun'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-7702500225864576351</id><published>2008-04-14T02:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T02:20:22.443+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>Study Leave.</title><content type='html'>There is no way i can study during study leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's best i can do is to recharge my batteries with football manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... not that i have been playing with it at campus on my laptop over the months. i just miss the desktop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the broadband connection. and astro. and the food in fridge. and the ice cubes and ice creams from the freezer. and the hot shower (tho it is kinda hot at the moment). and my comfy bed. and the electric guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is relaxation at its best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaannnnnd... pak lah should resign before another protest walk takes place. just give up lar old fart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peace.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-7702500225864576351?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7702500225864576351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7702500225864576351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/04/study-leave.html' title='Study Leave.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-804022079478685063</id><published>2008-04-05T08:41:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T09:59:57.197+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><title type='text'>My Hair is Too Long for College.</title><content type='html'>God knows what's into Sabri. Maybe his lack of mental abilities had lead him to branding my hair as long. Amzar's too. And God knows how many others. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those who don't know, my hair is super short that im not even bothered to get into "shiver mode" whenever there is spot check shyte coming about. Imagine Dr Mahathir's hair labelled as long.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fuck that Sabri ass! His bloated shytish mouth that produces girlish piggy squelling like voice really complements his limited thinking ability. Is the role of an RS requires good thinking abilities? I doubt it! You bring shame to the RSs man! Your super power judgement skill that is no better than a 6 year old brings shame to the RSs you idiot! Oh, i forgot, you dont even own a degree! You're so fucked up that you think you're better than us, the super dean's list students! Oooh, you're sooo fucking wrong old fart! You're fucking wrong!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FUCK YOU PIG! FUCK YOU SABRI!!! FUCK YOU EVEN MORE!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I feel much better now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aaaanywayyysss... to lighten up my morning (no kidding) even more than what it already is, i've got pictures!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YAY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, ok, picture number one!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185561210993065554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R_bQcnZJPlI/AAAAAAAAAOA/GKZzrsSa3sY/s320/Only+for+9.90!.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Saw this at the Store in Kangar some weekend ago. Classic victories indeed. My man u fan roomate got berzerked (is that how its spelt?) when he saw this pix. HAHA. And no, im not an arsenal fan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185562018446917266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R_bRLnZJPpI/AAAAAAAAAOg/LhXJxDth1Jc/s320/Image(411).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resak got themselves a cocoa-crunch of sorts mascot for SUKOL - an unnecessary event that cost money and other people's precious study time. That few hundred ringgit mascot though lacks quality when compared to this fag above. In true Kempas spirit of pink and whatever queer things that can make carson kressley crying in joy, this mascot has the ability to shake its arse at will and effortlessly claims other people's rights of walking and dancing without interruptions. Mind you, the mascot was at the Resak's perbarisan group in this pix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next picture please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185562916095082194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R_bR_3ZJPtI/AAAAAAAAAPA/Q2HatJp7KFc/s320/Image(422).jpg" border="0" /&gt;In true girlish fashion, apart from the ear, i saw fairies, witches and if my brain serves me right, a fairy god mother and more characters from the fairy tales we've heard, read and watched when we were just innocent little toddlers. Thank god that those in costumes are hot chicks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185562155885870754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R_bRTnZJPqI/AAAAAAAAAOo/CmbUvgdvtss/s320/Image(420).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one on the other hand, gets my vote for the most horrible make up + scariest mascot for SUKOL. Amin said that this pix is though the ghost was real since the chick in the baju kurung looked as if she didn't realised the blue thing. By the way, the ghost was supposedly a Sea Queen or sorts, since its head carried a dolphin. No kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185562366339268274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R_bRf3ZJPrI/AAAAAAAAAOw/JaYnZxzttbw/s320/Image(419).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Things just couldn't get any weirder that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185562774361161410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R_bR3nZJPsI/AAAAAAAAAO4/R6vhIfIOMQw/s320/Image(418).jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bored people doing boring things. The time ticked a second too late that night ei?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185561623309926002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R_bQ0nZJPnI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/yBK8thz46lk/s400/Image(426).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A GORILLA!!! And its making a sexy pose. Face front.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Aaaaaaaand lastly...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5185561374201822818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R_bQmHZJPmI/AAAAAAAAAOI/vemw4dFVzlg/s400/Image(444).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I got a sixth place for the 5 week long Chess Competition. It was all luck i tell you to even get a sixth. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess that's all there is to it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-804022079478685063?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/804022079478685063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/804022079478685063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-hair-is-too-long-for-college.html' title='My Hair is Too Long for College.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R_bQcnZJPlI/AAAAAAAAAOA/GKZzrsSa3sY/s72-c/Only+for+9.90!.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-9213168831207269154</id><published>2008-04-05T08:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T08:40:44.429+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>This is the time where most people will go panic.</title><content type='html'>I now vow to study my arse off during this 2 weeks. To not move from my chair unless I know I've done something productive academically each day. To concentrate on what comes first - my education. To finish it off while I still can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanna know why?Because I have, with great honesty, been slacking off in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it didn't hit me yet when my not that super excellent macroeconomics test result came out.&lt;br /&gt;Or when I failed to get that much needed full mark for my stats quiz. Or when I realized I'm doing things other than my studying (Like playing football manager - i dozed off playing this game last nite)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No way. I found out that i might get my arse sucked into a hell hole (the "other" hell hole - more dangerous than "that" one). I found out when I looked at people around me. When I see what they're up to, and what they're making of themself. This disillusional life you lead. The life of "There's always tomorrow", or "Things will sort out by itself", or whatever hell they're thinking of. Apparently, that is the sort of mentality i have adopted this year. You have all these... things. But then you're stuck, and you haven't realized it. It doesn't help that our batch isn't exactly the most hardworking one there is, or that produced the least number of dean's list recipient - it just makes you feel that what you're doing is right. When it's wrong. Like the usual discontent among my classmates on whatever things COEXIAS, my course club, is doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried helping. But then I stopped. Don't know why, but I did. Maybe I got caught up with the current of how okay it is.Yet I look again and find that it's not. But this time I've got to help myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overseas scholarship is on the line here...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-9213168831207269154?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/9213168831207269154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/9213168831207269154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/04/this-is-time-where-most-people-will-go.html' title='This is the time where most people will go panic.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-8565108454505525170</id><published>2008-03-31T19:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-31T19:50:34.889+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Not old enough to vote.</title><content type='html'>I just turned twenty exactly twelve days ago. So the magic number 2 seems to stuck whenever i have to write my age at the "age : " part in forms for another 10 years now. Happy belated birthday to me! :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the month of march have seen lotsa things. Political tsunami, maulud nabi celebration, my bday, fernando torres' bday,endless assignments (no thanks to miss ct), alessandro nesta's bday, ac milan got booted out of UCL, &lt;a href="http://www.newsoftheworld.co.uk/3003_hooker.shtml"&gt;m'sian x-math prodigy gets herself into prostitution for 130pounds/hour&lt;/a&gt; and other bla bla blas that i cant think of at the moment that are mere trivial matters if not for the purpose to beef up the content of this blog. and that reminds me, editorial board have gone crazy. i can imagine that the mag will be full of pictures. like fashion magazines. without the fashion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a brake. i have to start studying. please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finals are just around the corner, another 21 days to be exact. Wth am i talking about man!? Oh yeah, i have 3 tests to deal with this week. I'm running out of steam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khir toyo has a &lt;a href="http://www.drkhir.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog.&lt;/a&gt; Imam too has a blog. Now everyone has a blog! Seems that the trend is blogging i guess. oh yeah, i used proxy for the earlier part of this month. and i got my account blocked today. the word "excluded" is kinda tragic comedy kinda thing. more towards tragic in my case. others with proxies got stucked up as well. guess that explains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i've lost my ability to write like a proper person. I've noticed my lack in flow and focus in writing recently. Miss ct made me that way perhaps? Or the burdening activities i had put my arse in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like both :B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have anything else to say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-8565108454505525170?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8565108454505525170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8565108454505525170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/03/not-old-enough-to-vote.html' title='Not old enough to vote.'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-8154725041700351341</id><published>2008-02-26T21:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T22:45:22.583+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Guess whose birthday?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R8QdmS5zJcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/r0pNKyDPgkk/s1600-h/skyscape2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171290815874672066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R8QdmS5zJcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/r0pNKyDPgkk/s400/skyscape2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My blog. 2 years ago I started this blog, a lame attempt to finally have one I could keep longer than just several months. Well now nosurprises2 is two years old, and pretty much dead. Almost dead. But still alive enough to celebrate it being two years old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY NOSURPRISES2!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Okay i know this is lame but my brain has gone through a tough prolonged period of exhaustion. somehow i even contemplate thinking about thinking but for the past week my brain have been working overtime which caused me to only have 10 hours of sleep for three days. no thanks to BEL and my own itchy arse in getting my arse involved in so many organisations. assignments, which i should be giving paramount attention instead of the former two have gone out of focus simply because im too tired to think. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;datelines(or is it spelt deadlines?) by next week. fuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;investment game is this saturday. im the reminser. double fuck!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i guess those are good enough reason to celebrate nosurprises2's birthday. i might sound mental but i could've done even worse if i didn't resort to this. dont worry lar... i still have my sanity in tact.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So anyway this blog. This plain-simple blog. With a template that is already a default blogspot kind, made different with the existance of a picture header. plus the already expired youtube clips and pacman. and the rarely used chatterbox. Ohh I like it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And during the days of two years ago exactly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- i was already free from SPM and school&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- just went to syaz' bday party + reunion with my penang friends&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- i spelt fuck as in "phuck", which is embarassingly wrong&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- my blog was called el-bloggo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- i would received the ns letter two days later&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- planned my own birthday, which was held two days before my actual birth date. that was fun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- didn't realise how stupid pak lah is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- i still used my Nokia 2100&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- i downloaded a lot from soulseek&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that's all i remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and how about last year?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- dead busy from acels english month + homeworks. mostly acels.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- considered dying early because acels hell is not worth the moment spent to compare with the real hell.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that reminds me, i didn't realised my blog's bday at the time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-8154725041700351341?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8154725041700351341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8154725041700351341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/02/guess-whose-birthday.html' title='Guess whose birthday?'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R8QdmS5zJcI/AAAAAAAAAN4/r0pNKyDPgkk/s72-c/skyscape2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-3110948660497860919</id><published>2008-02-09T16:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T05:46:22.028+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>"I work very hard... and you know it", says pak lahhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164907558169945522" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R61wDy5zJbI/AAAAAAAAANw/60tJzNQ1YVk/s320/dolah_tidur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;It would definitely be better if i take this time to complete about 8 unfinished assignments plus those that i still have yet to start instead of putting up - something that managed to entertain my day though - pak lah's latest desperate call for votes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pak lah is hardwoking and i would love to play my part of owning a blog so that ppl who frequent my blog realize how hardworking he is, and because of this i guess it is a crime for me not to put this into my blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Story of pak lah's hard at work can be read &lt;a href="http://rockybru.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-work-very-hard-and-you-know-it-says.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and my favourite &lt;a href="http://paklahmudahtipu.blogspot.com/2008/02/dont-say-that-i-dont-work-hard.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hillarious...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a more serious note than the one above, this midterm brake have been somewhat rejuvinating. i feel energetic. i dont need red bull anymore man. just had kenduri at shuhada's house + my own neighbour's 2 days earlier. cny was mad! i cant even listen to the telly becoz of the fireworks by those neighbourhood kids kept on playing live for 30 minutes! there burns the whole 30 minutes tv programme!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i was driving my mom's car yesterday to the mosque for friday prayer. i love my mom's car coz its the only manual car in the house but somehow - by a cruel act of god - the engine died. twice. i guess i have lost my ability to drive.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the holiday is too short!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-3110948660497860919?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3110948660497860919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3110948660497860919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-work-very-hard-and-you-know-it-says.html' title='&quot;I work very hard... and you know it&quot;, says pak lahhh'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R61wDy5zJbI/AAAAAAAAANw/60tJzNQ1YVk/s72-c/dolah_tidur.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-8120194772958953370</id><published>2008-02-07T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-07T15:13:02.924+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Midterm Brake(sp) Should be Longer!!!</title><content type='html'>I just realised that today is chinese new year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all hail ignorance!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-8120194772958953370?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8120194772958953370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8120194772958953370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/02/midterm-brakesp-should-be-longer.html' title='Midterm Brake(sp) Should be Longer!!!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-1754871402456376277</id><published>2008-01-24T03:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T08:43:06.240+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Me vs BEL Lecturer</title><content type='html'>Im starting to hate BEL250 (english course). i hate for its time+energy consuming assignments and the dead boring reintroduction of technical terms i heard in class (read : wtf is proverb? wth is thesis statement? wtshyte is {insert other terms that is relevant sp } ). pfffffttt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant help but sulk more than nicholas anelka. and without big brother buddha around, there's no way i can tolerate boredomeness of this kind, its beyond my might.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should give up one of my posts so that i wont be a successful imitation of pak lah's incompatibility. mental and physical fatigue seems to frequent me a lot this week (and last week).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wifi works wonders at 4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158788886823375266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R5ezKP5XEaI/AAAAAAAAANg/ocPoFhaEPHk/s400/ayu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-1754871402456376277?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1754871402456376277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/1754871402456376277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/01/me-vs-bel-lecturer.html' title='Me vs BEL Lecturer'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R5ezKP5XEaI/AAAAAAAAANg/ocPoFhaEPHk/s72-c/ayu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-3797877614851620323</id><published>2008-01-13T07:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T07:59:43.837+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politics'/><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>New year brings new things&lt;br /&gt;That is just a notion.&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dining hall system, assignments that can make me asthmatic, slow internet, ppl pretending to be hardworking fools, masec, uitm magz, i have a lap top and no more downloading music through multiply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apek ganas resigned from his post as health minister, another kid gone missing and (again) exposes the incompetency of the internal security minister (who is also the pm!), and alex pato finally plays for milan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, so we do have new things afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this year, i will turn 20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s : im home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-3797877614851620323?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3797877614851620323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/3797877614851620323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-7481569058437866713</id><published>2007-12-27T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-12T13:42:44.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self reflection'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>The Year That Was 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Christmas has just passed (raya haji passed 3 days earlier) and in 3 days time i'm all in for a new year! So in between xmas and new year's day, some of us might take this time to reflect the year that is about to go down as another year that doesn't just makes up our age, but the nostalgia - bitter and sweet - that comes together with it.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;With the help from my previous posts, i managed to recapture the moments that define the year 2007 for me. (though not all due to the time constrains and having to multiple tasks a few programs over here)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;1 - I started the year with a feeling so low that i even considered different ways of suicide sometimes (drinking poison, jumping off from a building, poison myself AND jumping off from a building. im not creative man). i was a bit uncertain about quiting matrix and got my arse in to UiTM. its an unnecessary "facelift". but somehow the fresh feeling when i got there (albeit it took me about a month to adjust to the surroundings) got me thinking that i might well have made the right choice. whatmore, if i did continue in matrix, the chance for me to study abroad is absolute zero. and the fact that there is a 50-50 chance that if i am to score a killer cgpa i might well stand a chance to go the US got me even thrilled. in some odd ways, i am still in contact with my matrix friends and not all are rosy over there. some have gone to maktab perguruan to become teachers and others went to universities and got themselves weird and predictably low prospect courses. thats not to say that there isn't anyone getting that killer courses, instead there are lots of them as well. but judging for myself on how far i could go, the killer courses is a far far stretch from reality. good thing i moved out. and economics seems to fit well into my system! oh, and as of now, i managed a cgpa of 3.94!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;2 - 2007 saw me doing weird stuffs. people do weird things for survival you know and in my case, the year 2007 saw me donating blood, riding the train home and back to campus and played in a band (brass band, not rock band). these are simply too weird, i can't even imagine doing those stuff before i got there. but i glad i did. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148691898607355410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3PUALpsRhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lIvpCPZJ0tQ/s400/Sijil+Derma+Darah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;bukti derma darah!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;3 - I had my first real girlfriend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;parts and parcels of growing up i guess. the date, texting till dusk, bday gifts, etc are fun. the ditching part too. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;4 - Discovered great music.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;I used to only listen to alternative rock, prog rock and any other mainstream type of rock music. not anymore, since i got serious with sputnikmusic, i discovered a whole new spectrum of wonderful music. suddenly bands and artists like beirut, belle and sebastian, white shoes and the couples company, and even techno music and ambients and trip hop (moby, zero 7, esthero, mandalay, mogwai, etc.). i guess im a bit mature in my taste. heh! and yeah, im now totally into indonesain indie ; ) . and im no more using p2ps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148695987416221266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3PXuLpsRlI/AAAAAAAAANQ/5ZfKWCalVF8/s320/wsatcc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;white shoes and the couples company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;5 - Got a job.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Not the sales promoter thing (the store) that i got myself tortured with 2 years ago, but instead a more respective job but unfortunately with little pay to compare with the promoter job. i was (and still am) a proof reader for the degree student's public speaking drafts thing. eventhough i find myself unqualified fully for this job but the idea of charging rm15 per script and finally people look forward to me really got me going. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;6 - Talked to a &lt;a href="http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2007_05_01_archive.html"&gt;hobo.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;7 - Watched &lt;a href="http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2007_06_01_archive.html"&gt;wayang kulit&lt;/a&gt; live!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;8 - I checked in into a hotel and stayed there for one night, ALONE. complete with room service!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148690549987624418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3PSxrpsReI/AAAAAAAAAMY/u4UMemBZPnQ/s200/Image(287).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Simply because i was dead bored waiting for the next finals paper and the gap was too long. watched a movie at night for the first time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148693165622707762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3PVJ7psRjI/AAAAAAAAANA/81WCHjYYXTI/s200/Image(303).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;9 - Steve Irwin died from a stingray shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;10 - Bennazer Bhutto died after being shot AND bombed by a suicide bomber. (its breaking news man, fresh from tv!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;11 - AC Milan are the european and world club champions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148692963759244834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3PU-LpsRiI/AAAAAAAAAM4/Bk87uv962zM/s200/milan+champs+league+07.jpg" border="0" /&gt;But their performance in domestic competitions is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;12 - England failed to qualify for EURO 08.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Football powerhouse konon. that is like a joke that sits pretty well along with some ali G's interviews and the simpsons movie. and that leads to...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;13 - Watched the Blackadder, Ali G, and Weeds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Those things up there are highly recommended. especially blackadder 3 and blackadder goes fourth. oh, and musn't forget blackadder's back and forth!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148691061088732658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3PTPbpsRfI/AAAAAAAAAMg/u-HcER33mRg/s320/blackadder.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;blackadder goes fourth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;14 - My father is now officially a pensioner (01 July 07).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148691658089186818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3PTyLpsRgI/AAAAAAAAAMo/WvolJnaocds/s200/P6290055.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;15 - I think i've become less sarcastic this year. and my english is getting worse!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Well i guess that's all that made my 2007. hopefully next year will be better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Season's greetings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148695837092365890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3PXlbpsRkI/AAAAAAAAANI/jGI41WGNMt4/s320/pokok.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-7481569058437866713?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7481569058437866713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/7481569058437866713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2007/12/year-that-was-2007.html' title='The Year That Was 2007'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3PUALpsRhI/AAAAAAAAAMw/lIvpCPZJ0tQ/s72-c/Sijil+Derma+Darah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-9213250702466476183</id><published>2007-12-27T06:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T08:48:02.518+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Time Sure Flies like a Concorde</title><content type='html'>Its that time of the year again where you have to pack your things in bags and boxes for that dreadful horrible horrible place - the one with no hot showers and filled with jerk-faced pak guards scrutinizing suspiciously on your every detail (especially the hair!) and horny professors -and realise that time can actually move faster than the speed of light! and definitely, future zaid, this is the best time to contemplate on how you miss the holidays that have been spent rather wastefuly at times, well most of the time. lho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have less than 12 hours to enjoy my short lived freedom before i have to get my arse back to hellhole. mail and amin have already returned to campus. i'd be gone next morning. shahir will arrive in the evening.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;time really seems to move faster now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now instead of contemplating about things that cant be changed (that tomorrow will come after today and not after tomorrow, whichever way you put it) i think for blogging purpose - which i still strongly believe its primary use is to record your life stories so that the future generations can study this as a reference or historical artefact of sorts - or at least stories to tell to your son(s)/daughter(s) - i shall refrain from regularly using any cusses of any sorts and given the circumstances im in, i'll just reflect the holidays that i've been through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright, i've been writing rubbish up there. but im in emotional mood. apologies for the time filler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Holidays... it seems as if the year is full of holidays this time. maybe the fact that im no more a school student wearing school uniforms with a school neck tie and school shoes explains nicely why holidays are abundant(heh?). so this holidays instead of thinking that it is just a time where you stay idle and indulge in your daily indoor activities (tv, football manager, music, food) until you get tired and eventually died -partially- of doing the same thing over and over again, i realised that this holidays have been quite meaningful in a way. or ways. ; )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plans that i had for the holidays (learning arabic, preparing drafts for acels newsletters, WORKING) are all ditched simply for the lack of motivation to do them, and of course football manager. so i came to a conclusion that by ditching the make-holidays-meaningful- programmes, i have succesfuly put my holidays to waste, again. surprisingly though, instead of thinking that i've wasted em, i think this holidays are quite special. the reason?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1 - i found a girl who is overly qualified to be my wife.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148661580433212834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3O4bbpsRaI/AAAAAAAAAL4/cMDDZANgYFk/s200/ayushita25.jpg" border="0" /&gt;albeit only a tv character. xD her tv name is sasha, and her real name is ayushita nughara. that my friend is not japanese, shes indonesian. she's bloody cute and her character in the movie "me vs high heels" is sooo adorable you wud feel like wanting to make her your basketball pal/girlfriend straight away! and that leads me to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - meeting new people+learnt a new language.&lt;br /&gt;i met new people while googling for ayushita. yeah. im painfully hopeless. found ayushita's yahoogroup and joint straightaway. heh. added an indon fan of hers and eventually i learnt her language (tho not arabic). so i guess i can safely put in my cv -speak and write decently in indonesian-. is that a plus point? maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - got myself a "multiply" account.&lt;br /&gt;a web comunity that is better than friendster simply because i get to download obscure music very very quickly like less than 5minutes for two 5mb songs! arshomeness... &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4 - downloaded last.fm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... out of desperation for not having p2ps because i was madly in love with camera obscura and beirut and having no alternatives whatsoever to get their songs. this thing is like pandora man! highly, highly recommended!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5 - found out more great bands&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... through sputnikmusic.com, last.fm and the wonderfully undissapointing multiply. now i have an almost complete collection of white shoes and the couples company, complete albums of the kooks, razorblade, neutral milk hotel, the libertines and a few songs from camera obscura. i even revisit the trip hop genre and i am grateful for esthero and mandalay. they both rock my undies!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148661889670858162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3O4tbpsRbI/AAAAAAAAAMA/rUonaf102BA/s200/white+shoes+and+the+couples+company.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 - rediscovered the joy of friendster/texting on msn+ym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;its always a pleasant(sp?) feeling to strengthen that old bonds. and that countless meaningless-at-times comments on friendster. xD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 - football manager 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148663221110719954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3O567psRdI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/7n9tdzfZpMk/s200/PC270092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;alexandre pato plays for ac milan. plus more worldclass players. though having cesc fabregas and given his form since last season, andrey schevchenko as worldclass players are highly questionable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;8 - there's a fish pond in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148662624110265794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3O5YLpsRcI/AAAAAAAAAMI/2QUkoLYYWzI/s200/PC060070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;and it is beautiful with the kops in there.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;... there are supposed to be more than this but well, thats all i can think of this holidays.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so i guess this holidays are not a complete waste afterall.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-9213250702466476183?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/9213250702466476183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/9213250702466476183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2007/12/time-sure-flies-like-concorde.html' title='Time Sure Flies like a Concorde'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R3O4bbpsRaI/AAAAAAAAAL4/cMDDZANgYFk/s72-c/ayushita25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-4261880930522539644</id><published>2007-12-19T10:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T23:03:07.446+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>As Of Now...</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145506106615547122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2iCirpsRPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5Njuo39tCGk/s320/PC070076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145507476710114562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2iDybpsRQI/AAAAAAAAAKo/iSJbkFg-TxM/s320/PC070077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145508073710568722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2iEVLpsRRI/AAAAAAAAAKw/YeUDOOmnUKA/s320/PC070078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2iJ1LpsRWI/AAAAAAAAALY/N7q52KZBKHA/s1600-h/PC150106.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145514121024521570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2iJ1LpsRWI/AAAAAAAAALY/N7q52KZBKHA/s320/PC150106.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145512695095379266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2iIiLpsRUI/AAAAAAAAALI/HPOKMsR5pvI/s320/bfast.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145509491049776434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2iFnrpsRTI/AAAAAAAAALA/zvIg4P0CVmY/s320/PC150108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145515856191309170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2iLaLpsRXI/AAAAAAAAALg/Itx075u86FI/s320/tv.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2iJD7psRVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ypoxqJBJ8LI/s1600-h/jamban+sakti.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145513274915964242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2iJD7psRVI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ypoxqJBJ8LI/s320/jamban+sakti.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those pretty much indicate what i've been doing and looking all this holidays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So the reason why I don't blog so much lately is pretty simple - I just have too much to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Include with the fact that I am fucking lazy (I really don't care about censoring myself anymore), everytime I go on blogspot, I shoot blanks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha that sounds so wrong.I repeat, I shoot blank phrases. And the fact i got myself football manager 2008 is another good reason why i rarely blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As usual the first few days of the holidays were awesome, like whhhooaaaaa, im free from the clutches of mundane life, no more bathing in cold water in the morning (or never bathe at all in the morning) and no more having to look at the anak mamak's bitchy face. and i get to watch the channels without having to contemplate whether they'd think im such a weirdo watching blackadder on bbc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that was the first few days. and blackadder is no more on tv.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And that left me with nothing much to do. football manager suddenly (and surprisingly) got me a bit bored, and with nothing in plan, i got too bored. oh, i also have stopped downloading songs from soulseek and limewire ever since my dad found out in the papers about the rm250k min fine imposed to illegal downloaders and put a ban from me using those p2ps. so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; definitely left me with nothing to do. so i dug through my hard disk and the cds on the rack and i got tired watching all of them bar weeds season 1 and the unfinished season 2.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, i should've mentioned that before the holidays i was planning on learning arabic. that didn't work out. and i was also planning about writing some drafts for the supposedly next sem release of "acels eye-the bulletin" considering that i happen to be the hardworking editor for that thing. that didn't work out either! and don't even think about going to work, that plan is done and dusted even before the holiday past the 1 week mark.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Back to where I was at. I've got too much to say. I went to a lot of things, and somehow that thing that I do - blogging- is too much of a burden.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So screw it all!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bye bye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And oh, the fucking uitm bill still haven't been released yet from the site. Fuckers. and im in love with ayushita nughara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145540934505350530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2iiN7psRYI/AAAAAAAAALo/aKW03v_bX9I/s320/ayushita16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-4261880930522539644?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4261880930522539644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4261880930522539644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2007/12/as-of-now.html' title='As Of Now...'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2iCirpsRPI/AAAAAAAAAKg/5Njuo39tCGk/s72-c/PC070076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-8964683553316907075</id><published>2007-12-17T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T20:16:12.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='UiTM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Blackadder is the Best Thing on TV</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2ZmbrpsROI/AAAAAAAAAKY/c2q3i_0gcLY/s1600-h/PC110088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144912250077463778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2ZmbrpsROI/AAAAAAAAAKY/c2q3i_0gcLY/s400/PC110088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need a girlfriend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-8964683553316907075?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8964683553316907075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8964683553316907075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2007/12/blackadder-is-best-thing-on-tv.html' title='Blackadder is the Best Thing on TV'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R2ZmbrpsROI/AAAAAAAAAKY/c2q3i_0gcLY/s72-c/PC110088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-4383352641058598497</id><published>2007-11-30T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T11:04:58.350+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings'/><title type='text'>Blank</title><content type='html'>Been to my brother's house a few days back and i had finished presumably the best book i've read this year. its will kelly's my lagendary girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its making me want to write about my depressing state of loneliness and inferiority complex myself. later, when i feel like doing. supposedly during my ceiling gazing moment in my room when the semester starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new tv in the living room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm out of words.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-4383352641058598497?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4383352641058598497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/4383352641058598497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2007/11/blank.html' title='Blank'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8985629.post-8902836096571015900</id><published>2007-11-22T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T15:58:31.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the Game Begins!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R0U2OTmLhCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ofAguBD3rd4/s1600-h/aa_mac_280x390_392827a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135570569492399138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R0U2OTmLhCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ofAguBD3rd4/s400/aa_mac_280x390_392827a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apart from the pix above, t&lt;a href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/news/story?id=483813&amp;amp;cc=4716"&gt;his&lt;/a&gt; is another comedy material. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet its kinda ambitious... heh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and oh... regarding the most overhyped national football team in the world's failure to reach EURO 08... &lt;a href="http://soccernet.espn.go.com/news/story?id=483892&amp;amp;cc=4716"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; one is pure gold! and &lt;a href="http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/sport/football/article492787.ece"&gt;my favourite&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last, but not least, grandma's home... :B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8985629-8902836096571015900?l=nosurprises2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8902836096571015900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8985629/posts/default/8902836096571015900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nosurprises2.blogspot.com/2007/11/let-game-begins.html' title='Let the Game Begins!'/><author><name>Zaid</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04570625555846365093</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/SSeJYgqn55I/AAAAAAAAAUc/1wmkQdK37t4/S220/Gambar+Berukuran+Pasport2.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_mTwBrInFS44/R0U2OTmLhCI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/ofAguBD3rd4/s72-c/aa_mac_280x390_392827a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
