<?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-5369951519266457239</id><updated>2011-04-22T10:46:48.435+08:00</updated><category term='feeling'/><category term='thinking'/><title type='text'>GRIN OF HAPPY TEARS</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-773364762483544412</id><published>2009-03-18T13:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T13:49:03.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grin of happy tears</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTIzNzQwOTI3MDYyNSZwdD*xMjM3NDA5MzQyODU5JnA9MzkwMSZkPWZsYXNodG95cyZuPWJsb2dnZXImZz*xJnQ9Jm89MGI5MjQ2NGQyYjUwNDdhMWE*NzkwZTliYmYwYmRkNTk=.gif" /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-start" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.pyzamstuff.com/blingfetti/a/a7/0bd14b57b52741cf59e6baa21c519a.gif" border="0" alt="Pyzam Glitter Text Maker" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/toys/view/glittertext"&gt;Glitter Graphics Maker&lt;/a&gt; &amp; &lt;a href="http://www.pyzam.com/myspacelayouts"&gt;MySpace Layouts&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://stuff.pyzam.com/misc/CXNID=1000015.9NXC.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="pyzam-glittertext-end" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369951519266457239-773364762483544412?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/773364762483544412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=773364762483544412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/773364762483544412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/773364762483544412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2009/03/grin-of-happy-tears.html' title='grin of happy tears'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-7968190704045647971</id><published>2009-02-25T02:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T02:27:31.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only Allah knows...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Well, it's been quite a long period I didn't step into this blogging window. But tonight, it's just like I am being called by the natural urge as a normal human being to drop a few words in here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last trip back home really gave me a great impact, which I believe a greater impact on one of my beloved best friends, Suhai, whom I knew since the year of 1997 when both of us and the rest entered IIUM Matriculation Centre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday, 22nd of February 2009, around 6.15am in the morning, the clouds of solemness clouding the bright Sunshine of his family and closest friends. The lost of someone who is really precious is deeply felt by everyone. The very warm-hearted lady who always welcome me whenever I stopped by at Suhai's place or even wherever bummed into her, has left us behind forever and rested in peace, InsyaAllah. The lady that I meant is Allahyarhamah Aunty Halimah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend Suhai, I hope that you could get over the sadness and take it as part and parcel of life. A humble condolence on the demise of your one and only beloved mother. Let's pray together for His blessings upon her...Al-Fatihah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&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/5369951519266457239-7968190704045647971?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/7968190704045647971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=7968190704045647971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/7968190704045647971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/7968190704045647971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2009/02/only-allah-knows.html' title='only Allah knows...'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-2141158936191455013</id><published>2008-12-16T02:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:55:15.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>where is everyone?</title><content type='html'>today, keje aku dok sms n call org2 yg terdapat dlm phonebook aku n yg aku terlintas nak call n sms!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elin&lt;/strong&gt;: my best friend since our basic training for MAS cabin crew is waiting for her hubby to come back from a trip. texted her n she replied. miss u guys lin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yus&lt;/strong&gt;: so called like my lil bro, bz with his agenda but he called me this late evening n he came over to my place with faiz. they said dat i'm getting skinnier! ahaks! thanx guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doel&lt;/strong&gt;: is my cousin but we're really close since kids n like my own brother. he always bz one but we had kinda satay n burger dinner tonight. he's asleep n i cud hear he's snorring in his room! gosh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mama&lt;/strong&gt;: my lovely mummy! she called my 3 times today...i dunno lah my mum, she always got something to tell me bout things going on. very the up-to-date info lah mama tok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kak p-jot&lt;/strong&gt;: my only sis in my siblings. she called me becoz to remind me bout her seluar dat i bought in delhi, which only costs me 100 rupee = RM 10! sebok je kan die ni...org ingatlah! i'll be night-stopping in miri (MYY) this coming 23rd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;daddy&lt;/strong&gt;: he called me exactly 5mins after my mum called. he told me a good news where i got a "reward" from something that i've invested. kinda cool huh! alhamdulillah. he even told me dat he might be coming over to see my new rental house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;azfar&lt;/strong&gt;: my friend dat i owes call as "gedik". i dunno why, but i just like to call him dat. i texted n called him, but no sign of receiving any signal from me. so maybe "something" is on, i guess. ahaks! well, another 10 more days he'll be off to johore for his uitm. all da best far!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;waty girl&lt;/strong&gt;: my girl ever since primary 2, called her on my way home from klia. discussed bout da wedding she attended yesterday n asked her bout her baby iman. she's ok i think. we laughed over few matters that i shouldn't share in here. sorry....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rias&lt;/strong&gt;: new friend of mine who's still under training to become part of cabin crew member. he's kinda worried bcoz they gonna have a safety exam! kacang je tu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369951519266457239-2141158936191455013?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/2141158936191455013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=2141158936191455013' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/2141158936191455013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/2141158936191455013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/12/where-is-everyone.html' title='where is everyone?'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-4553543622094417660</id><published>2008-12-16T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:36:12.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tah hape2 tah</title><content type='html'>it's 25mins past 2 a.m. n i still couldn't shut my eyes for da day...entahlah, banyak sangat bende aku nak pikir. Sometimes i'm thinking of something which is so irrelevant but i do believe that kekadang bende2 ni penting gak..mmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pagi tadi aku bangkit pada jam 4a.m coz aku kene buat flight to Surabaya, syukur alhamdulillah da flight was great, both sectors were light-load, so senang skit keje. Furthermore, my leading steward pun sempoi n crew members ok lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;balik je rumah kat shah alam, i went out with someone to collect my check from prudential, had our early dinner, pay my friend, etc etc... I've tried to call few friends but no answer, neither reply on messages for them. tapi takpelah, maybe dieorg bz kot. entah tetibe ade gak terase nun jauh kat sudut hati aku mengatekan yg dieorg ni taknak kawan dgn aku lagi kot, tah hape2 tah ek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank god i still have my beloved cousin, doel temankan me at home n asked a favour from his friend to 'tapau' us satay n burger. sedap gak ah n mengenyangkan. then yus n faiz cam-over to our place, as usual, yus the loud speaker of shah alam region!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, at this moment, as usual at this hour, i stuck my backside on this chair to layan perasaan of loneliness sometimes. browsing the internet, emails, blogs, chatting, n more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawning ywaning n yawning, so i guess, i better go now dudes! cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369951519266457239-4553543622094417660?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/4553543622094417660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=4553543622094417660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/4553543622094417660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/4553543622094417660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/12/tah-hape2-tah.html' title='tah hape2 tah'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-7830704440535045246</id><published>2008-09-25T06:56:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-26T18:53:49.201+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankful for being Malaysian #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t's been a while since I left this so-called the "in thing", the blogging group, since my "coming back" crew daily routine is damn tight and hectic. My 1st flight was Delhi flight, after 8 months the wings were tied unmerciful on my back, and now the wings are spreading back to cruise joyfully in the free sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;elhi, as all of you know, which is situated in one part of the Indian continent and it is one of MH destinations. The trip was the longest Delhi trip I've ever experienced since I joined the airline. Was called-up for the flight, unprepared but yet I managed to get through the 5-hour walking to Delhi.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250266427225827186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SNyxf5r0Z3I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QjFPqYxf7OM/s320/Image008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he only place of hope for us (those crew who doesn't like to bring food from home) to survive in this kind of place where VEGETARIAN meals are daily consumed due to religious matter. The vege restaurant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250266166504607378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SNyxQubCTpI/AAAAAAAAAPI/NnZn6Gp6pmw/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hile waiting for my order, just a simple snap from me to you...fasting in Delhi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250265945998055666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SNyxD4-LWPI/AAAAAAAAAPA/5adsLkZJVdk/s320/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;his thing really impressed me because it's so convenient for the customers. That's my number!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SNyuok8SQxI/AAAAAAAAAOY/HnWF6vQNF1I/s1600-h/Image008.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250265762904877554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SNyw5O5XKfI/AAAAAAAAAO4/BJrwNctRUgs/s320/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eah I know, easier for the crew to wash the dishes! Ahaks! So sorry, I forgot to snap the pic of the food before it's being half-eaten...well, I had that Chowmien (fried noodles) + masala paneer and my colleague had a vege pizza. This totally 'vege' moment really reminds me of mummy's &lt;em&gt;Ayam masak kicap. &lt;/em&gt;Without any funny thought in my head, the vege food are finger lickin' good!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250275242033837042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SNy5g_Z0c_I/AAAAAAAAAPY/_bZ0rrCfw8g/s320/Image035.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; do believe that walking 100 steps after meal could burn the calories faster, that is what a philosophical friend of mine, Boiem, told me. As my colleague and I were enjoying the night stroll along the Delhi street, we stopped at few "instant" booths owned by the locals to earn their living. One of them is this magazines booth. The magazines are really cheap, far cheaper than home! FHM is only INR.50 = RM5!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250275395216436418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SNy5p6DZbMI/AAAAAAAAAPg/ME5lbnEju-M/s320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;N&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ext to the mags corner is this fried mashed potatoes stall, or known as &lt;em&gt;begedil&lt;/em&gt; in Malaysia...looks yummy huh, but we dare not to try coz, &lt;em&gt;you know I knowlah kan!&lt;/em&gt; ahaks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;harp at 9.30pm India time, we went back to our rooms and ZzzZZzZzzz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369951519266457239-7830704440535045246?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/7830704440535045246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=7830704440535045246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/7830704440535045246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/7830704440535045246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/09/thankful-for-being-malaysian-1.html' title='Thankful for being Malaysian #1'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SNyxf5r0Z3I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/QjFPqYxf7OM/s72-c/Image008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-476031899855534086</id><published>2008-09-07T14:31:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T15:53:00.827+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm 29</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SMOC78yScpI/AAAAAAAAAN4/d3WxtsSCAw0/s1600-h/cupcake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243178357630333586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="164" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SMOC78yScpI/AAAAAAAAAN4/d3WxtsSCAw0/s400/cupcake.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;harp at 12 midnight last night, my phone couldn't resist from buzzing and screaming "Totally Spice incoming message from Jerry" tone. Friends and relatives SMSing me and wishing me "Happy 29Th Birthday!" Thanks a lot people!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243182105783024834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 162px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 161px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="130" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SMOGWHvhvMI/AAAAAAAAAOI/vksJrN0LB0s/s400/besday.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Y&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;eah, today is my birthday. I'm 29-year-old, and it's the final year for me, being in the group of 20's! Isn't it scary to know that?! Gosh...the time is moving so fast and yet I couldn't see how my future intake is going to be... Well yeah, sometimes what we've planned yesterday wouldn't come out in the frame of reality for us to see and for us to admire the serenity of it. Mmm...don;t worry, my plans yet to be personified. I know what I'm doing...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243183834303256546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 165px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="131" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SMOH6u-3V-I/AAAAAAAAAOQ/IhaT9rkSoR4/s400/goodies+bag.jpg" width="130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;till green in my cage of reminiscence when I blew candles on the sweet and irresistible cake that my mum baked for me when I was a very fleshy young boy, once upon a time ago. Cousins and friends came over to my crib without empty-handed, with presents of course. Not to forget, everyone who came will get a goodies bag; candies, chocolates, tiny-winy toys and such. It was awesome! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;athered around the table where I was the captain of that event, holding a cake knife, waiting to blow the candles right after the birthday song sung by the crowd. Those days huh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/5369951519266457239-476031899855534086?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/476031899855534086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=476031899855534086' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/476031899855534086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/476031899855534086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-29.html' title='i&apos;m 29'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SMOC78yScpI/AAAAAAAAAN4/d3WxtsSCAw0/s72-c/cupcake.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-5622050579400139512</id><published>2008-09-04T16:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T00:10:40.944+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's raining</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;it's raining. i'm hungry but i could stand it. i'm thirsty and i could hold it too. i'm sleepy, i don't think i could bear with it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;the rain started to pour when i was in the NOREEN's safety class, right before our 737 safety exam. it was really cold, i mean the classroom. actually we decided to do the 737 door drill, but the other group went there earlier, so we couldn't use the place. we switched our programme to video session. we ended the class quite early.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;now, i'm sitting here in front of my laptop typing this crap of blog while waiting for the rain to surrender itself from showering shah alam, or maybe somewhere else too. tonight i have to meet someone, as i have promised that person. nothing much to be worried for tomorrow because we'll only have the 737 location, slides drill and wet drill (swimming with uniform) before we could get our LICENCE to fly!&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/5369951519266457239-5622050579400139512?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/5622050579400139512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=5622050579400139512' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/5622050579400139512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/5622050579400139512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/09/its-raining.html' title='it&apos;s raining'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-7630067017238903492</id><published>2008-09-01T07:34:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T08:26:00.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A day before PUASE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;was craving for J.CO DONUT S since the day I came back from a long break in Miri... Yesterday was the day where my cousin DOEL and YUS accompanied me to SUNWAY PYRAMID just to buy this "heavenly taste melt-in-your mouth donuts!" I should say...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLssW8vp2dI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zLhNTpKYILc/s1600-h/Image024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240831364150450642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLssW8vp2dI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zLhNTpKYILc/s200/Image024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lmost an hour queue doesn't stop me from waiting and waiting until it comes to my turn to pick my favs one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240831182477350162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLssMX9aVRI/AAAAAAAAAMo/bfNWZ_Extsc/s200/Image025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240830849877187442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLsr5A7Wm3I/AAAAAAAAAMY/VdriCQSAo0Q/s200/Image026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;hen a poser, is always a poser! &lt;em&gt;Yus pun nak jugakkk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLsrwOIb_YI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/66wlBqLpLsE/s1600-h/Image027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240830698802904450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLsrwOIb_YI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/66wlBqLpLsE/s200/Image027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;his guy is really into his DONUTS I believe... orrrr..he knows that we're taking his pic, so kinda controlling his breath! ahaks! pity you &lt;em&gt;lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLsrlzyOvoI/AAAAAAAAAMI/QB7YY4vaEOU/s1600-h/Image028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240830519931747970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLsrlzyOvoI/AAAAAAAAAMI/QB7YY4vaEOU/s200/Image028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ira Miss U / &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;heezy Garlic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;heezy &lt;em&gt;something2&lt;/em&gt; / &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;G&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;reen Tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;aspberry &lt;em&gt;something2 &lt;/em&gt;/ &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;reo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240840222246350930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLs0ajuSsFI/AAAAAAAAANI/6BAJPl1oGQU/s200/Image032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ell, then headed back, took shower before go to the Masjid Negeri for the FIRST night of TARAWIKH prayer, to mark the starting of the month of RAMADHAN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Y&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;US, ROZY &amp;amp; I only did it until the first 8th Raka'ah only as for DOEL, he made it till the end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t's was really meaningful for me when friends and cousin are around me at this moment because of not together with my family, so kind of sad..sob sob...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLsrMKgyoxI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vE047wrhkTw/s1600-h/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240830079356019474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLsrMKgyoxI/AAAAAAAAAL4/vE047wrhkTw/s200/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;s usual, a last pose for the 1st night! &lt;em&gt;Baraqah Fi Shahri Al-Ramadhan! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;assalam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5369951519266457239-7630067017238903492?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/7630067017238903492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=7630067017238903492' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/7630067017238903492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/7630067017238903492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/09/day-before-puase.html' title='A day before PUASE'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLssW8vp2dI/AAAAAAAAAMw/zLhNTpKYILc/s72-c/Image024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-7557493096600621570</id><published>2008-09-01T06:37:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T07:32:53.399+08:00</updated><title type='text'>5TH Batch of RE-D-Fleet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;e are the 5Th batch who need to RE-operate the Boeing 737-400 aircraft and Airbus 330 after finishing our 5-year contract, though it's kinda pathetic and weird, but it's the fact. The only different is, now we're PERMANENT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;BT (computer based training) class was and is boring, by hook or by crook, we have to be in that room! Boredom is always spreading around the room of CBT, as if it's a contagious disease spreading rapidly in a small room...everyone tends to do their own things, such as...POSING TIME!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240822018736884466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLsj2-XbivI/AAAAAAAAAKw/e_ed1RySkpk/s200/Image006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240822117096758066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLsj8syQGzI/AAAAAAAAAK4/GUZRFOY8gn0/s200/Image007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240822243615110754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLskEEGk9mI/AAAAAAAAALA/16WSPeUZMkI/s200/Image015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240822363499712178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLskLCtSzrI/AAAAAAAAALI/bBgR8Opb688/s200/Image016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240822488989774610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLskSWMdMxI/AAAAAAAAALQ/BeBUhjCytcY/s200/Image017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240822765384415170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLskib2Et8I/AAAAAAAAALg/G1OhJFeE9Ag/s200/Image023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he class is the mixture of few batches, few of them are my seniors and most of them are my juniors. Most of us knew each other, whether we've flown together before or we've bumped into each other at the FMB or a few of them that I have never seen before, but we just act like we are friends &lt;em&gt;LAH!&lt;/em&gt; Hehehehe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he class is a refresher class for us. We learn stuffs that we've learned years back. &lt;em&gt;KACANG jer! (poyo...)&lt;/em&gt; It's true because all of us have passed the exam with flying colours! many-many colours!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Blue ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Pink ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yellow ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Orange ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Brown ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;Grey ~&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Purple ~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;The Pics:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;1) Me (trying a view from da top)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;2) Alyza + headphone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;3) Me (closed-up)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;4) Yusof (usop) + bored + mag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;5) Izuar (dunno possing or what)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;6) Me + Ridzuan + Yusri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369951519266457239-7557493096600621570?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/7557493096600621570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=7557493096600621570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/7557493096600621570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/7557493096600621570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/09/5th-batch-of-re-d-fleet.html' title='5TH Batch of RE-D-Fleet'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLsj2-XbivI/AAAAAAAAAKw/e_ed1RySkpk/s72-c/Image006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-3277302360562593939</id><published>2008-08-29T20:30:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:42:50.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ngantuk nyerrrrrr!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;Last night, actually it was 2.30am, I tucked myself nicely like a baby in the craddle under the geese feather quilt from IKEA right after I've completed my day by few minutes browsing through the 737-400 CABIN FAM manual... hey guys, the quilt is really warm yet my room was freezy cold...ZZzzzZZZz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 6.15am, sharp on the dot where the boxy shape Mr. Casio rang the bell as being set by Mr. Dell...Gosh!!! soooooo lazyyyyyyy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Showered, dried myself, put on clothes, facial cream, deodorant spray by nivea and lastly, hair wax, kinda daily routine actually when attending class at MAA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grabbed a cheese sandwich, got into ATOZ, drove slowly to MAA while listening to LEKA by Atilia (repeated for 3x), the CD that belongs to APPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached MAA and parked MR. ATOZ at my favourite spot, used to be ELIN'S, during our basic training days. Then went straight to the SMOKING ZONE of MAA, which is located behind the ACADEMY HOUSE (hotel). You know, it's like puffing the ciggies by the beach! I'm serious because there are numbers of coconut tree, that I've never seen any of its' fruits showing themselves to us, the CHIMNEY of the AIRLINE! Less fertilizer i think or suffocated by the POISONOUS smoke from its' foot???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30am sharp! We started the Computer Based Test. The room look like a CALL CENTER, people with headphones. Within 15minutes, most of us had finished answering the questions. Wow! It's kind of "piece of cake" questions actually, do'oh! 737-400, what do you expect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we got our results. All of us passed the exam, and guess what, I got 100% correct!&lt;br /&gt;Yippie! 4.45pm, everyone CIAO!&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/5369951519266457239-3277302360562593939?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/3277302360562593939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=3277302360562593939' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/3277302360562593939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/3277302360562593939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/08/last-night-actually-it-was-2.html' title='ngantuk nyerrrrrr!!!!!'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-3663586349143908713</id><published>2008-08-26T19:44:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:08:35.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What's wrong with that???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know why sometimes people around us, especially who we called FRIENDS see something which is so common as what we called as FRIENDSHIP is being misinterpreted as a SPECIAL RELATIONSHIP?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It might sound ridiculous and some might say it is just a petty-petty thing. In fact, it's not to certain people. When 2 friends are getting closer to become best-est buddies, those who I shall call DA JEALOUSIES will create a gossip and start to spread the rumour. For me, I don't even bother about it, but what about the other party?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Different people will have different level of patience. I believe that this kind of fishy smell rumour won't go anywhere and won't stop anytime, but might END the friendship which has just started...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thus, I always pray to Allah the Almighty to mould my friends and myself with a stronger inner power in walking on this path of life. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Aminn&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear friend, you have to be strong and be open-hearted to this kind of burden that keeps on coming to us...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: #6666cc;font-family:Courier New;font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"   &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369951519266457239-3663586349143908713?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/3663586349143908713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=3663586349143908713' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/3663586349143908713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/3663586349143908713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/08/whats-wrong-with-that.html' title='What&apos;s wrong with that???'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-661502227439253755</id><published>2008-08-23T23:51:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:25:34.255+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset in a rush I believe</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;T&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;he time frame for the sun to lighten-up the sky is too narrow... the circle motion of the watch moves as fast as a wind-mill...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237743115416753874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLAznNsp1tI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/nxvQhrS6Two/s200/me21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;oday is Saturday, only a couple of days left for me to be in my Home Sweet Home, Miri. Next Tuesday I'll be off to Shah Alam, to begin with my second chapter of a MAS Flight Attendant's life, after being awhile not flying...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;MAS, I am back...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hank you to Sue for accompanying me this evening and snapping those so called POSERS photos of me. Actually, it's a great job of yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;really love to see those pictures and couldn't stop myself to see them over and over again, so do my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;F&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;or you guys, here are some of the snapshots of Sue's camera and his artistic talent I believe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237748296750657602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLA4Uzq68EI/AAAAAAAAAKo/I1PdYBBvvcU/s200/me3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237747129290256898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLA3Q2iq8gI/AAAAAAAAAKY/iIoO3jmkSKM/s200/me6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237746340451413410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLA2i741baI/AAAAAAAAAKA/cxBzsdbfhsk/s200/me14tetak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369951519266457239-661502227439253755?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/661502227439253755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=661502227439253755' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/661502227439253755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/661502227439253755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/08/sunset-in-rush-i-believe.html' title='Sunset in a rush I believe'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SLAznNsp1tI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/nxvQhrS6Two/s72-c/me21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-8245034582008354623</id><published>2008-08-22T11:51:00.037+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:32:46.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUDDIES on the move</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK6K_XvL5uI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VAQ9KzOOTjg/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237276237986784994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK6K_XvL5uI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VAQ9KzOOTjg/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK6KcMyw6UI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ASlQn2xNZLE/s1600-h/Princess+n+dygnyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237275633753581890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK6KcMyw6UI/AAAAAAAAAJo/ASlQn2xNZLE/s200/Princess+n+dygnyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237275068356831250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK6J7ShrKBI/AAAAAAAAAJg/2sHlah8Yn2o/s200/Image072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237233930731249042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5kgw7b3ZI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/QFqzHABZU5c/s200/Image001.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;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237229701364356930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5gqlTyl0I/AAAAAAAAAIA/7BVQJBgSHMo/s200/Elin+MOF.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5gikfgNRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/kd6AbLt5mYI/s1600-h/Kate+Zuhri+Mose+.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237229563706094866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5gikfgNRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/kd6AbLt5mYI/s200/Kate+Zuhri+Mose+.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5gOgKrKMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wDYhH-GCWcY/s1600-h/Image002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237229218947606722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5gOgKrKMI/AAAAAAAAAHw/wDYhH-GCWcY/s200/Image002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5fTnusUmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/gryvbv6dFng/s1600-h/DSC04146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237228207365444194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5fTnusUmI/AAAAAAAAAHg/gryvbv6dFng/s200/DSC04146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;am&lt;/span&gt; so sorry for those whose pictures aren't uploaded in here because I don't have your pictures with me... I'll try my best to get 'em a.s.a.p yeah..cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369951519266457239-8245034582008354623?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/8245034582008354623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=8245034582008354623' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/8245034582008354623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/8245034582008354623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/08/freinds-4eva.html' title='BUDDIES on the move'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK6K_XvL5uI/AAAAAAAAAJw/VAQ9KzOOTjg/s72-c/Image005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-1000811651608131523</id><published>2008-08-22T07:58:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T08:49:26.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What an early day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237128381944519762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK4EhBDrXFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wwanDe9xr0M/s200/Image003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;W&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oke-up at 7 a.m is something "abnormal" when you are not working. Got a breakfast date with Yatty and Anisah at Honey Cafe, Miri. It's on Nisah i guess... I wonder how am I going to be when I have to wake-up at 6 o'clock starting from next week for the MAS class in Kelana Jaya training centre. Is it gonna be a hassle for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;t's a good start for the day I hope. Plus, it is Friday, the Holiest day amongst all. Friday prayer is at 12.30 p.m. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237137299468905234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK4MoFbK6xI/AAAAAAAAAFY/FtezDl8AKGk/s200/linut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK4LQo6rWPI/AAAAAAAAAFI/JewWoHVLo_A/s1600-h/linut.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237135569705835746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 182px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 140px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="123" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK4LDZjhHOI/AAAAAAAAAFA/MzmDN2ebfQM/s400/asam+pedas.jpg" width="182" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;N&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ow waiting for Yatty to pick me up, i could smell the &lt;em&gt;Asam Pedas&lt;/em&gt; that my mum is cooking downstairs, to be eaten with &lt;em&gt;LINUT&lt;/em&gt; / AMBUYAT (one of traditional Sarawak cuisines) I believe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;nly few more days I'll be in Miri before I go back to Shah Alam, to start a new chapter of my life as a Cabin Crew, once more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237133746297059938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK4JZQ0_OmI/AAAAAAAAAEw/orm8oGs6idU/s320/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" /&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/5369951519266457239-1000811651608131523?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/1000811651608131523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=1000811651608131523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/1000811651608131523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/1000811651608131523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-early-day.html' title='What an early day!'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK4EhBDrXFI/AAAAAAAAAEg/wwanDe9xr0M/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-3740601320127473615</id><published>2008-08-22T01:04:00.021+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T00:30:54.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Check This Out!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2jOiQxwbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5A9X2LMgtJw/s1600-h/Image1101.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237021411812426162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" height="150" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2jOiQxwbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5A9X2LMgtJw/s200/Image1101.jpg" width="241" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2jDu-YimI/AAAAAAAAAEI/H_Iv5ny7AAE/s1600-h/Image1110.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237021226246376034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 272px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 178px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="150" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2jDu-YimI/AAAAAAAAAEI/H_Iv5ny7AAE/s200/Image1110.jpg" width="238" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; ~~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;YUMMY~~SWEETIE~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;H&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ey guys! Those who are staying in Miri, you should go and check-out this place. It's a newly opened bakery shop located somewhere in Permy Jaya, well it's built in a shop lot at a housing area somewhere opposite the IKBN, got the idea?.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;t is called, "TWINZ' BITES"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;holly owned by my next door uncle's family. Why does it called TWINZ' BITES? Well, my cousins are twins, non-identical twins, but there are twins! ahaks!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hings that you can get from there are: Choices of bread, pastries, cookies, cakes, cup cakes, tidbits, drinks, etc etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2kM64UioI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nhHThWGMB1I/s1600-h/Image1009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237022483572624002" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 253px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="240" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2kM64UioI/AAAAAAAAAEY/nhHThWGMB1I/s320/Image1009.jpg" width="261" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;ops! forgot to introduce to you, one of the shareholders!&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;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MR. FAHMI a.k.a MIMI da CUTIE!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&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/5369951519266457239-3740601320127473615?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/3740601320127473615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=3740601320127473615' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/3740601320127473615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/3740601320127473615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/08/check-this-out.html' title='Check This Out!'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2jOiQxwbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/5A9X2LMgtJw/s72-c/Image1101.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-7793538370289151296</id><published>2008-08-21T23:39:00.025+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:20:50.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Day in August</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;oday I woke up quite early because I was awaken by the vibration of my mobile, a call from a familiar number blinking on the screen. My vision at that moment was quite blurry, you know when you struggle to open-up your eyes after hours of a deep night sleep. The eyelids felt like being UHUed together. Well, it's a friend called to ask me when am I'll be going back to Shah Alam. What a question "early" in the morning huh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236998199954504914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 222px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="300" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2OHbWl_NI/AAAAAAAAACw/VL9PT4zfmM8/s400/Image027.jpg" width="315" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;um called, I jumped out of bed. She sat down at the end of my bed and I told her the story about "something" which is kind of interesting to be shared with her. We had a brief chit-chat before I entered the shower..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2RgNi8wxI/AAAAAAAAADA/Lnp2dqQFPCE/s1600-h/bills+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237001924279845650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 170px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 100px" height="100" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2RgNi8wxI/AAAAAAAAADA/Lnp2dqQFPCE/s320/bills+2.jpg" width="157" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2RRUY1exI/AAAAAAAAAC4/aSNqGtXI-dY/s1600-h/c.card+bills.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237001668418435858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 151px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" height="95" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2RRUY1exI/AAAAAAAAAC4/aSNqGtXI-dY/s320/c.card+bills.jpg" width="162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e went to the town to pay some bills and instalments..bills..bills..bills..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;round 12+ noon, we went back home and we prepared the lunch, before daddy and Effy came back for lunch, as usual... It's the energy &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2Ya5W6yFI/AAAAAAAAADw/lkBw5anxzpM/s1600-h/lunch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237009529542723666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2Ya5W6yFI/AAAAAAAAADw/lkBw5anxzpM/s200/lunch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;charger after a long half-day of working for hired people...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;W&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;e had a simplest menu: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1) pumpkin soup with baby corn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2) chicken nuggets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3) grilled tuna fish + chili &amp;amp; soy sauce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) century eggs (the black coloured egg)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Isn't it simple? Yet it is appetizing! Sometimes we need to sit and enjoy these typical and traditional dishes. Once in a blue moon is quite alright. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;T&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hank God my dad is SO not a fussy man about food. There you go, what an easy life for my mum and what a lucky wife she is, a coolest husband &amp;amp; dad! You go daddy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237008160885118994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2XLOthGBI/AAAAAAAAADo/cNJDvBHE2vk/s200/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;~~~@@@@@@~~~ Love both of you so much! ~~~@@@@@@~~~~&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;mmm..in the evening, nothing much, watched Olympic with Effy+mum+dad. &lt;em&gt;Lepak&lt;/em&gt; outside with cousin &amp;amp; had puffs of ciggy. Ohya, my other cousin called me from Shah Alam, he told me where today is the first time in his life, he saw a LIVE incident somewhere near Sunway Pyramid's McD, 2 Chinese guys' laptops were snatched away by 2 bonk-er motorcyclist guys! Well things could happen anytime, anywhere. BE MORE VIGILANT GUYS! &lt;/div&gt;&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;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;osh! It's 12.45a.m. Guess I better roll myslef on the bed now... Effy is snorring melodiously. Must be enjoying his mesmerizing moment of dreams..nite-nite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;~&lt;em&gt;ZzZZzzzZ...~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&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/5369951519266457239-7793538370289151296?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/7793538370289151296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=7793538370289151296' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/7793538370289151296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/7793538370289151296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/08/lonely-me.html' title='A Day in August'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK2OHbWl_NI/AAAAAAAAACw/VL9PT4zfmM8/s72-c/Image027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-37746524575648074</id><published>2008-08-21T15:49:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T00:54:43.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CUBA was defeated...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK0lVaWPRVI/AAAAAAAAACo/1jtBIR5tiLc/s1600-h/US+team.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236882991481832786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 278px" height="277" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK0lVaWPRVI/AAAAAAAAACo/1jtBIR5tiLc/s400/US+team.jpg" width="298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;U.S TEAM moment of reaching the GOLD!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;oday, U.S. women volleyball team has defeated my favourite group, CUBA (3-time olympic gold medal winner) in three straight sets. The U.S. team will play the winner of Thursday night's BRAZIL vs CHINA semifinal for the Olympic title on this coming Saturday for gold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Well, at the very beginning of the match, I was really disappointed with CUBAN players because of their inconsistency in attacking and receiving the ball, till the end of the match. What a very deep frustration portrays on the coach's face and the players broke into mourning tears. The coach would never aspected that his team would dive into that kind of horrific loss. As he always said that his team is THE team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK0hT29F8VI/AAAAAAAAACg/HdYBnKvRNxk/s1600-h/CUBAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236878566754742610" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" height="169" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK0hT29F8VI/AAAAAAAAACg/HdYBnKvRNxk/s400/CUBAN.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Nevertheless, they play the loser of the match and got only bronze for this time... picture (---&gt;) shows their moment of victory during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;preliminary round against U.S., 3-0. It's such an irony...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK0g3I2KrZI/AAAAAAAAACY/mXWMmXP86yg/s1600-h/CUBAN.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369951519266457239-37746524575648074?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/37746524575648074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=37746524575648074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/37746524575648074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/37746524575648074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/08/cuba-was-defeated.html' title='CUBA was defeated...'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK0lVaWPRVI/AAAAAAAAACo/1jtBIR5tiLc/s72-c/US+team.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-4567210365993185810</id><published>2008-08-21T01:52:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T02:56:04.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ometimes whatever things or dreams that we want to be flicked&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SKxmHa4DNUI/AAAAAAAAABg/GuVBzGt0VyI/s1600-h/dreamingDAUN%40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236672744384574786" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="158" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SKxmHa4DNUI/AAAAAAAAABg/GuVBzGt0VyI/s320/dreamingDAUN%40.jpg" width="140" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; into reality, we could get it just with a snap of fingers, yet sometimes it's as hard as punching a wall, hoping to blast a huge hole out of it and yet hurting ourselves. Well, common people like us will say that, "there's a wisdom behind every agenda."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;Yeah, this evening I was wondering why certain people who has the qualification and a little experience, I should say, in anything might not get the brightest chance to get a job that he or she been dreaming of, though the requirement is met? And why those who has less experience and lower qualification could get the post? I'm confused! Should I say, LUCK plays an important role too? Well, I do believe that's faith from GOD, right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;But, let's not take that BIG BLACK DOT as a full-stop in the writing of our wonderland story lives. Human beings should see far enough to capture the real pictures of future lives that need to be fixed and hanged on the great wall of destiny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#333333;"&gt;I was tired of hunting for jobs for the past 6 months! Thank God, family and friends are still &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236674959107351746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 114px" height="118" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SKxoIVXG5MI/AAAAAAAAAB4/apMgZAMcI3s/s320/COUNTING+DAYS.jpg" width="145" border="0" /&gt;standing steadily blowing winds of hope and courage to my thin little ears... I'm counting the days to reach August 25th...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369951519266457239-4567210365993185810?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/4567210365993185810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=4567210365993185810' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/4567210365993185810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/4567210365993185810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/08/why.html' title='WHY?'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SKxmHa4DNUI/AAAAAAAAABg/GuVBzGt0VyI/s72-c/dreamingDAUN%40.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-4262136949853377460</id><published>2008-06-11T11:34:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T00:29:09.232+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='thinking'/><title type='text'>I'm feeling blue :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SE9oHPyUR9I/AAAAAAAAABA/S694H2lPgRk/s1600-h/mananorexic_preview.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210497767596902354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SE9oHPyUR9I/AAAAAAAAABA/S694H2lPgRk/s200/mananorexic_preview.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;What are the signs and symptoms of anorexia nervosa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Weight loss of at least 15 per cent below the normal ideal body weight for a person of the same age and height.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cessation of periods or delayed development in puberty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Self-induced weight loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Methods can include fasting, low food intake, excessive exercise, diuretic medicines (medicines that make you urinate more) laxatives, diet pills or vomiting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Sometimes people make themselves sick to lose weight. Others take excessive exercise.&lt;br /&gt;Sufferers have a constant fear of gaining weight, as well as a feeling of being fat, even when their weight is much less than that of other people of the same height.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Sufferers may feel bloated, even after a small meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They may lose interest in socialising with friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other side effects include tiredness, feeling cold, constipation and stomachache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some patients also develop additional disorders such as bulimia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Today is June 11th n I woke up at 7.30am....eeee....I was so damn sleepy, but I forced myself because need to be at the University before 9...yesterday I had s small plate of cut honeydew and a set of waffle with peanut butter filling. I starved myself n hoping that I won't feel hungry till night, but I was wrong. I know that what I should do for a proper diet but I'm tired of doing that...Ya Allah please give me the strength..aminn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Well, anorexia nervosa, I came across with this so called 'psychologically sickness' years back when I was in the university. Well during that time no one really bothers about that sickness, among my friends what I mean. I was really huge, mmmm around 96kg I would say. Isn't that overweight? Yeah, I was 96kg about 7 years back. It all started when I was in the final semester of my study when I started to realize that I AM FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;I went to see a doctor and got this appetite suppressant pills and the pills really work! I exercised excessively, did not take sugar at all, no rice but only bread, smoked like a chimney and didn't even think of food. The worst part is I was really scared of seeing food and sometimes I purged myself whenever I eat...yeah I did that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;As time goes by, 3 months of taking that "magic pills ", I lost 25kg! Gosh! That was amazing! Nevertheless, I still wanted to lose some weight, never satisfied of what I saw in the huge mirror attached to my personal wardrobe. One unlucky day, I fell sick. I felt like flying whenever I walked and at one point felt like could not stand anymore. No strength Went to see the doctor and got scolded by her. Low blood pressure and low sugar level..oh, does my balding problem is because of that too or it is the hereditary? Mmm..pity me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;Yeah today, when I think of that moment, it was the time, the time when I manage to get my ideal weight. I was a bonny and skinny, but not today. Soon I'll get back my flying career but what really bugging my mind how to loose weight in a short period? It is soooo impossible...Hence, I started to starve myself since 3days ago...telling my friends "I'm on diet" is not a WEIRDO thing to my talking lips but it never works. Exercising alone isn't enough. I'm tired of doing that. Yesterday I pushed myself to go to the fitness centre in Subang. 30mins on the cross-ramp, 15mins on the mill and 10mins in the steam-bath...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;It's ok, I should do something, eat properly, less calories, carbo and fat. I should drink gallons of plain water, cut-off on ciggy, eat on time and have enough sleep..can I do that? Most of the time I really stressed-up because of this as my refresher class with the national carrier is around the corner. What I heard is that the "grooming police" is getting more stringent, freakier and freakier when it comes to revealing baby fat and definitely they're going to ask about my cropped haircut. Who cares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#993300;"&gt;I will always be me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5369951519266457239-4262136949853377460?l=smooching.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/feeds/4262136949853377460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5369951519266457239&amp;postID=4262136949853377460' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/4262136949853377460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5369951519266457239/posts/default/4262136949853377460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://smooching.blogspot.com/2008/06/one-cold-morning.html' title='I&apos;m feeling blue :)'/><author><name>DeLL PuTiT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00776786035779990673</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SK5aR48YPKI/AAAAAAAAAHI/XzFLY4S6--Y/S220/Image019.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SE9oHPyUR9I/AAAAAAAAABA/S694H2lPgRk/s72-c/mananorexic_preview.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5369951519266457239.post-5604115861257951577</id><published>2008-06-11T05:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:28:24.971+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><title type='text'>Those days...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SE3_tUd9xFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/igqSXLO1_pA/s1600-h/Image000.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210101497991119954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AWKam_2MsP4/SE3_tUd9xFI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/igqSXLO1_pA/s320/Image000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;hose days when everyday of my life I have to pack and unpack, but now it's different. No more thinking of food to be dumped into the check-in bag, t-shirts to be matched with pants or jeans, cap, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;DVD&lt;/span&gt; player, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;CD&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;DVDs&lt;/span&gt;, winter jackets, etc..etc... Now it's totally different, out of the norm!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;urgghhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330000;"&gt;Those days I don't have to worry about spending on stuffs that I like and stuffs that I need, but sometimes I ended up buying things that I don't really need..well, who cares, it's my money....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330000;"&gt;Now, it's totally different, I have to be very stingy to myself to buy things and even food. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;At least&lt;/span&gt; I can fulfill my dream to get skinnier again..hehehe...But what really bothers me is the unstable financial problem. Yeah sometimes when we have money, we never realize that what will hit us in the future...human is always a human...Now as a normal human who lives in this reality world without any "limelight" and so called complacent and glamorous job, I really feel that I'm incomplete..sounds &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;ridiculous&lt;/span&gt; huh...but it's true..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330000;"&gt;Those days, whenever I feel like going back home in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Miri&lt;/span&gt;, I won't think much of the air-fare &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;because&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; I'll get 75% discount for a staff of the National Carrier. I'm proud to be one of the family (is it?) I can go back anytime I like but now it's different...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;insyaAllah&lt;/span&gt; I'll get back to it soon...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330000;"&gt;Those days I don't have to think on what shirt to be matched with a tailored-pants as well as a neck-tie to complement those but now I have to crack my balding head to think of that...well, now I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;resting&lt;/span&gt; my backside on this blue office chair doing nothing. I'm employed by one of the private universities in Shah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Alam&lt;/span&gt;. Working here is tiring, mentally, physically and psychologically exhausted..don't ask me why, only those who have worked here and are working here know. But I have no choice, I need to pay my bills and to fill-up myself with healthy food..Thank god it's a 3weeks semester break, the university is not damn packed with cars, students, outsiders, lecturers, staff &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;yadda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;yadda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;yadda&lt;/span&gt;.... I could park my car under the canopy, my favourite spot, where a bulging tummy '&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pak&lt;/span&gt;-Guard' will stand stiffly with a fierce face unemotionally. Whatever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330000;"&gt;Those days, I only mingle around with people who really into fashion, fabulous gossips, shopping, and those who only talk about flights and vice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;versa&lt;/span&gt;. But now, I'm with a group of academician, which I am supposed to be one of them long time ago but I refused. I'm happy being around them because they are friendly, helpful, full of gossips (which I really like!), people with brains and sometimes we're like in a joyous winter cage! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;ahaks&lt;/span&gt;! The room is full of laughter, screams and more! I just could not imagine that...people are decreasing here...one has gone, another one is partly gone, soon another one and I will be gone too and nobody is coming in..why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330000;"&gt;Those days were the days when I found myself in a real world...I got the destiny to be in other peoples' worlds and lands...hot, cold, windy, dusty, smelly and more..I've been there...Well, life goes on, no point of feeling gloomy or crying in the heart...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#330000;"&gt;It's time to get something to munch, &lt;em&gt;kinda &lt;/em&gt;starving. 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