<?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-7031539043765281987</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:13:27.906-08:00</updated><category term='surveys'/><title type='text'>the darkest ages.</title><subtitle type='html'>a piece of immaturity, a part of me that probably moved on. flashing back zaman kebodohan.  darkest ages, in hope the future will hold something brighter. check out my CURRENT BLOG. cucugunungstill.blogspot.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-2884417517570193223</id><published>2008-12-27T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T23:54:43.472-08:00</updated><title type='text'>puter puterr</title><content type='html'>The brief getaway to PD was fun. The kids were nice and all, and yeah, they have that laid-back, fun kind of air about them. Just what I needed.&lt;br /&gt;I REGRET not playing beach volleyball with them. SUMPAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, to make it up, I had the best time playing with the ball in the&lt;em&gt; water.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I teamed up with these close siblings and friends. First game, guys vs. girls.&lt;br /&gt;2nd game, kids vs. the dads. 3rd game, kids vs the parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids won of course. The older girls weren't so friendly as their younger sisters. But yeah, they're nice enough to invite me to play with them. The boys were so active, even after a whole half day of playing on the beach, then in the pool. And they were really nice and friendly, no poyoronos or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So at night we had a barbeque and a kareoke. Okay la. The kids invited me and Wani to join them kareoke-ing along. I had to sing My Heart and Seksis. Unbelievable. They were good natured and everything so it wasn't a big deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell myself, age doesn't matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sedih siall.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-2884417517570193223?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/2884417517570193223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=2884417517570193223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/2884417517570193223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/2884417517570193223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/12/puter-puterr.html' title='puter puterr'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-3669134006614188040</id><published>2008-12-18T23:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T00:52:05.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boleh jadi site survey. =l</title><content type='html'>THE "IF I HAD TO" SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.If you HAD to get a tattoo, where would you want it and what would you get?&lt;br /&gt;A decil horns angel wings combo, carrying a treble clef. At the back of my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.If you HAD to dye your hair which color would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;Orangey red. But yeah, I won't dye my hair anyway, the colour will look horrid on me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.If you HAD to get a piercing (THAT ISN'T YOUR EARS) what would you get?&lt;br /&gt;If it was possible, my finger so I won't have to wear a ring. Bodoh gila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If you HAD to change your name...what new name would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;If I HAD to, I would change it to Iris. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE "IF YOU COULD" SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.If you COULD go bungee jumping, would you?&lt;br /&gt;Hell yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.6.Would you move somewhere else, if you COULD?&lt;br /&gt;I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.If you were given the chance to go to Paris, WOULD you go?&lt;br /&gt;Oui. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.If you found 10 million dollars, and it was YOURS to spend, what would you buy?&lt;br /&gt;I'd save up 6 mil, and spend the rest on books, magazines, some new clothes, shoes and bags, music, my family and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 . Lets say you had to eat a tarantula for $1,000...would you?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Let's say you could bring one person back from the dead...who would you choose?&lt;br /&gt;My late grandfather whom I never got to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Let's say you could star in any movie (made or in the works) what movie?&lt;br /&gt;Mm.. XMen? Or any horror, supernatural movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE "FAVORITES" SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.colors?&lt;br /&gt;Almost everything except yellow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.current song?&lt;br /&gt;Palchelbel's Canon. Calms me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.shirt you own?&lt;br /&gt;I can't choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.electronic device?&lt;br /&gt;iPod, fer sure. Or the computer. yeaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.movie?&lt;br /&gt;Really can't choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.book?&lt;br /&gt;Again, too many to choose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.pair of shoes?&lt;br /&gt;It's not much, but my sneakers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.21.hair color?&lt;br /&gt;Red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22.eye color?&lt;br /&gt;Green, definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE "OTHER STUFF" SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.What makes your bedroom unique?&lt;br /&gt;This one night light from IKEA,  I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.Who do you love?&lt;br /&gt;My family and friends &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25.How long does it take you to get ready in the mornings?&lt;br /&gt;It depends on where I'm going and such, but usually about 30 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27.What is the color of the shirt you're wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE "RANDOM" SECTION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28.What's the last mistake you made?&lt;br /&gt;Made my brother cry? Eheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29.Is the sun shining?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30.Can you successfully blow up and tie a balloon?&lt;br /&gt;I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31.Do you like text messaging?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32.Are you having a good/bad hair day?&lt;br /&gt;A little on the bad side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33.What was your last purchase?&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.34.What are your plans for later?&lt;br /&gt;Cleaning up my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35.Who's your celebrity crush?&lt;br /&gt;None, I think. The fact that they're celebrities is a slight turn-off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36.Is there any drama in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Look no further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37.What song do they need to stop playing on the radio?&lt;br /&gt;Disturbia by Rihanna. Akon's Dangerous. And some that I don't know the names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38.Are you content with life right now?&lt;br /&gt;Mostly. There could be some improvements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39.Does anyone like you?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40.What can't you go a day without?&lt;br /&gt;Music, probably. And reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41.Do you have a cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42.Ever been kissed under mistletoe?&lt;br /&gt;Of course not. Ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43.Would you ever smile at a stranger?&lt;br /&gt;Yesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44.Ever done a random act of kindness?&lt;br /&gt;Hasn't everyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45.Last curse word you used?And how?&lt;br /&gt;So dark the con of man, as a replacement for the usual cussing. Muttered under my breath while reading comments. Kay, I'm hooked with Audrey Tautou's accent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46.Are your lips chapped?&lt;br /&gt;It is, actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48.Do you remember your dream last night?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah. I'm supposed to beribadah extra hari ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49.Are you mad at anyone?&lt;br /&gt;Not exactly, I'm bothered and annoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50.What's going on this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Beli DVD cetak rompak Twilight dan cerita lain di Uptown, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51.Done any summer cleaning lately?&lt;br /&gt;Summer? Hah. A little bit. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52.Anything bothering you?&lt;br /&gt;As stated before, YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53.Do you get mad easily?&lt;br /&gt;Sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54.Did you wish for anything last night on 11:11?&lt;br /&gt;I didn't catch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55.Do you drink coffee on a regular basis?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;56.Do you wish you were someone else?&lt;br /&gt;Ack, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57.What jewelry are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58.Ate any exotic food lately?&lt;br /&gt;Sambal? Almost every meal, I'll eat something as exotic. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59.How many contacts do you have on MSN?&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot, but don't count.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;60.Are you easily amused?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61.Can you lick your elbow?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Stretch your left arm out as far as you can.What's there?&lt;br /&gt;Cables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.What is the last thing you watched on TV?&lt;br /&gt;Rachael Ray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.Without looking, guess what time it is:&lt;br /&gt;3.45pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Now look at the clock.What is the actual time?&lt;br /&gt;4.30pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.With the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy Neutron on TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.When did you last step outside? What were you doing?&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, when I went out to eat with Abah, Irman and Irshad at MMZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.Before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;br /&gt;My mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.What are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;Clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.What is on the walls of the room you are in?&lt;br /&gt;One sideof them, there's a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.Seen anything weird lately?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.What do you think of this quiz?&lt;br /&gt;It's distracting me, so I like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15.What is the last film you saw?In the theaters? Or in general.&lt;br /&gt;The Dark Knight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.Tell me something about you that I don't know:&lt;br /&gt;Mmm. I may have developed obsessive compulsive disorder?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19Do you like to dance?&lt;br /&gt;I do, but I'm terrible at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.George Bush:&lt;br /&gt;Pergi mati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you want to say to God when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;br /&gt;Alhamdulillah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pardon the missing questions. 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Mm.. sort of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever felt like you hit rock botto​m?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes. A few times, but I pulled myself together every single time. That's life. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think​ of the last perso​n who said I love you, do you think​ they meant​ it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How'​s your heart​ latel​y?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When'​s the last time you did somet​hing you knew was wrong​?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would​ you consi​der yours​elf to be spoil​ed?​&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm.. I'm lucky to have enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you going​ to do after​ this?​&lt;br /&gt;Probably watch a movie and listen to some music while reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is on your bed right​ now?&lt;br /&gt;Folded clothes, a box, my clarinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there​ a high chanc​e of you going​ out to the movie​s soon?​&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could​ you go a month​ witho​ut cursi​ng?​&lt;br /&gt;On a challenge, yes. If not, probably no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has the same birth​day as you?&lt;br /&gt;My neighbour! And he's 40-ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your relat​ionsh​ip with your mothe​r?​&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your relat​ionsh​ip with your fathe​r?​&lt;br /&gt;Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What side of the bed do you sleep​ on?&lt;br /&gt;The right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you alway​s answe​r your phone​?​&lt;br /&gt;Depends on who's calling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you'​re sleep​ing and someo​ne calls​ you what do you say?&lt;br /&gt;I won't answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could​ move out of the house​ right​ now would​ you?&lt;br /&gt;NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Could​ you go out in publi​c looki​ng like you do now?&lt;br /&gt;Well I COULD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are you liste​ning to?&lt;br /&gt;Popeye The Sailorman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss your past?​&lt;br /&gt;Fer sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will this weeke​nd be a good one?&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you any good at math?​&lt;br /&gt;I try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;bold all that applies to you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[xspinningisfun, please keep tag on!]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;My name starts with an S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I hate my name.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Actually, I like it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;My last name fits well with my first name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;I'm really hungry right now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Especially for tacos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^ew, I hate tacos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm not hungry, I just ate and I'm stuffed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I think of random things and too shy to let people knowI think of random things and I say them outloud.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have gotten a manicure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have gotten a pedicure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^i could never let anyone touch my feet&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I have gotten a professional massage&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nah, I just got a massage from a friend/or boyfriend/or girlfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;I'm straight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm bi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm gay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;the lights are off in the room that I am in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't sit in a room with the lights off &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm afraid of the dark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I sleep with a night light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love ramen noodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i pronounce ramen noodles as ray-men noodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i listen to superchick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;^i don't know who they are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i listen to poppunkhip hopr&amp;amp;brapchristianmetalclassicalcountryother.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I use AIM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I use MSN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Screw messaging services. that's whats texting for.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i am such a text-aholic.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i have unlimited texting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i like my phone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.i buy new phones constantly&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;my favorite color is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;my favorite color is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Red/any shades of red.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Yellow&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Indigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;Violet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;other.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i like taking picturesespecially of myself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;people tell me that i smell bad&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;screw that, i smell amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ii  t@lk lyKe dizor ii talk liike thiis&lt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i hate it when people type like that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I'm all about good grammar and I correct everything that I sea, oops I means see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;My sense of humor is ironic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;my sense of humor is lame&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;my sense of humor is...weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i love it when i can make people laugh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;actually, i don't have a sense of humor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm sleepy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm cold&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm hot&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i hate when people use this: =] as a smily face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i don't believe in god.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love jesus&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm agnostic&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm an athiest&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm buddhist&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i practice withcraft&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i'm muslim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm jewish&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;screw religion, i'm nothing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm straight edge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm DEFINITELY not straight edge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've had a one night stand and got pregnant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i've had a night stand and didin't get pregnant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love my boyfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i love my girlfriend&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm single and depressed about it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i'm single and i'm alright with it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i'm single and i LOVE it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;i love to go camping&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^i hate it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i have gone fishing in my life&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="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Set your music player on shuffle and answer with the song title :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;1. This song represents how you're feeling right now:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I Constantly Thank God For Esteban - PATD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2. Your love life is currently like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Stranger - Secondhand Serenade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;3. You should strip to this song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Clarinet Concerto in A Minor, Adagio - Mozart  (wtf) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;4. This is the song that will be played at your funeral:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Hotel California - The Eagles&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;5. Life in general is described by this song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Omisoka - Itaru Sakai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;6. A great song to sing to in the shower:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Alvamar Overture&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;7. This will tell you what's coming up in your love life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Light On - David Cook&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;8. Your financial situation is represented by this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Walking Disaster - Sum41&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;9. This is how you feel but won't admit you do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Skyway Avenue - We The Kings&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;10. The song you're embarrassed to like, but really do:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Somewhre Around Nothing - Apocalyptica (untrue statement above ;p)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;11. This describes your family life:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Immigrant Song - Led Zeppelin&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;12. Fair warning. Tomorrow's going to be like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Titanic Medley  (aiya)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;13. This song will get you through the day:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Of Pride and Celebration&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;14. This is a song you will always remember:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Waiting For A Girl Like You - Foreigner&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;15. This describes you and your best friend:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Tanah Pusaka lol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;16. You and your ex are represented by this song:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Perfect - Simple Plan (ya la, dah ex pun tak ada.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;17. This is what your night is going to be like:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;76 Trombones&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;18. This song should be played at your wedding:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;I Write The Songs - Barry Manilow(oits. what happened to butterfly kisses?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;19. Write the first lyrics from this song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;" I've been alive forever and I wrote the very first song "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;20. Does this song have any special meaning to you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Kinda. =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;21. This is how you feel about people in general:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Calm Before The Storm - Fall Out Boy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;22. This song tells about your fears:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Di Tanjung Katong, Postcard From SIngapore - Philip Sparke&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;23. This describes the last movie you saw:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Curtain Up! - Alfred Reed&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;24. This is about you and your mom:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Clair De Lune - Debussy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;25. This song is always able to calm you down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Jupiter, The Planets - Gustav Holst&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;This is what I will waste my time on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-6383771657327948558?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/6383771657327948558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=6383771657327948558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/6383771657327948558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/6383771657327948558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-i-dont-have-is-life.html' title='what i don&apos;t have is a life.'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-4118811813139446096</id><published>2008-12-17T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T21:07:53.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>television.</title><content type='html'>Watching &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Rachael Ray &lt;/span&gt;every morning at 11 am is one thing I look forward to every weekday morning. I actually enjoy her talkshow slash cooking show. I don't watch TV often so that's something. The only show I look forward to is the one I stated, and also &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Kyle XY&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was bummed when &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Supernatural &lt;/span&gt;had to be stopped and Kyle XY took its spot, but not anymore. Muahaha. &lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;Puaka Niyang Rapik&lt;/span&gt; or whatever its name is, is the closest I can get to a horror movie/series. And while waiting for Kyle XY, I'd watch a little &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Homegrown.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course, &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Buletin Utama&lt;/span&gt; when it is 8 pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't subscribe to Astro, and I'm kinda glad my parents won't. I don't have to sit in front of the TV watching numerous tempting channels all day. My siblings won't have to fight over what to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I could use a little help from TV-loving people who don't have Astro? Takkan CSI tak tunjuk kat Ntv7 ke apa? =\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-4118811813139446096?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/4118811813139446096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=4118811813139446096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/4118811813139446096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/4118811813139446096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/12/television.html' title='television.'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-3341055458540245240</id><published>2008-12-17T00:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T01:03:30.621-08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's something about</title><content type='html'>oldies that makes you kinda love them. In my utmost humble but very honest opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two nights ago I was helping my dad install his new amplifier to his probably decade-old stereos. Mission was successful =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I sat beside my dad, reading the manual. Abah turned the Hindustan ke ape entah station to Lite FM. And kedengaranlah lagu Tina Turner yang hit itu - &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;What's Love Got To Do With It&lt;/span&gt;. When it was over, Barry Manilow's &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I Write The Songs&lt;/span&gt; was playing. A familiar tune, a song I've loved since ever, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah started singing to it, so I asked who was the singer. Ya lah, I know a lot of songs but dunno the artists. Like most people kot. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In between the lyrics, Abah replied,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Barry Manilow,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hearing that, I immediately typed it into the unsent messages folder in my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Manilow's song, another witty song I liked played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;So I walked under a bus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I got hit by a train&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Keep falling in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Which is kinda the same&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I've sunk out at sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Crashed my car, gone insane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;And it felt so good&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I want to do it again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bachelor Girl's Buses and Trains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I really miss the songs I used to listen since I was really young on Lite FM, which was Light and Easy before. It feels like I'm never gonna hear these songs again in the future. The oldies when I'm 20-something would be the hits now. Losing or not hearing all the songs my parents grew up with and loved is something I don't want to face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll always remember the days I sang to Journey's &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Open Arms &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;in the car when I was six or so.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which, according to Abah,was the first song he heard when he first stepped on US land.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the time when Abah told me, when I was still a kid, "this is the song I'll be playing at your wedding" (okay, I'm kinda getting into the memories) was Bob Carlisle's &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Butterfly Kisses&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Incredulously, I cried a bit listening the song. AHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-3341055458540245240?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/3341055458540245240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=3341055458540245240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/3341055458540245240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/3341055458540245240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/12/theres-something-about.html' title='there&apos;s something about'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-3334712119642513328</id><published>2008-12-15T01:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:51:19.002-08:00</updated><title type='text'>two zero zero eight s u r v e y</title><content type='html'>1) Where​ did you begin​ 2008?&lt;br /&gt;I was at the omisoka barbeque in school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) What was your statu​s by Valen​tine'​s Day?&lt;br /&gt;Single, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Were you in schoo​l anyti​me this year?​&lt;br /&gt;Mm, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) How did you earn your money​?​&lt;br /&gt;I did not. :l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Did you have to go to the hospi​tal?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Did you have any encou​nters​ with the polic​e?​&lt;br /&gt;Naah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Would​ you re liv​e 2008 over and over again​?​&lt;br /&gt;Uh. I guess so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) What did you purch​ase that was over $​1000?​&lt;br /&gt;Nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Did you know anybo​dy who got marri​ed?​&lt;br /&gt;Sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Did you know anybo​dy who passe​d away?​&lt;br /&gt;Mm.. yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Did you know anyon​e who had a baby?​&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Did you move anywh​ere?​&lt;br /&gt;No, and never will, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) What conce​rts/​shows​ did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;Very few.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Are you regis​tered​ to vote?​&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) Do you still​ have the same job as you did in 2007?​&lt;br /&gt;Student? Bolehla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) ​Has anyon​e betra​yed you in 2008?​&lt;br /&gt;Sort of, but I got through it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) Where​ do you live now?&lt;br /&gt;Shah Alam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Descr​ibe your birth​day?​&lt;br /&gt;Dinner, a few phone calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) What'​s one thing​ you thoug​ht you'​d never​ do but did in 2008?&lt;br /&gt;Join F1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) What has been your favor​ite momen​t?​&lt;br /&gt;There's been way too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) What'​s somet​hing you learn​ed about​ yours​elf?​&lt;br /&gt;Some people are scared of me. So I'm scary? ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Any new addit​ions to your famil​y?​&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) What was your best month​?​&lt;br /&gt;Every month was pretty similar. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) What music​ will you remem​ber 2008 by?&lt;br /&gt;There's way too many. Omisoka or Permaidani la. hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) Favor​ite Night​ out?&lt;br /&gt;Tak ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Would​ you say you'​ve chang​ed since​ the begin​ning of this year?​&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) Do you think​ 2009 will be bette​r or worse​?​&lt;br /&gt;I'll try to make it amazing. =]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-3334712119642513328?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/3334712119642513328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=3334712119642513328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/3334712119642513328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/3334712119642513328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/12/two-zero-zero-eight-s-u-r-v-e-y.html' title='two zero zero eight s u r v e y'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-4014843138597685153</id><published>2008-12-13T23:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-14T00:35:53.562-08:00</updated><title type='text'>buang masa.</title><content type='html'>Can you hones​tly say that thing​s are runni​ng smoot​hly for you?&lt;br /&gt;60 % I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was the last thing​ you put in your mouth​?&lt;br /&gt;Mangosteens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is bothe​ring you right​ now?&lt;br /&gt;Homework. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last perso​n you gave/​got a piggy​ back ride from?&lt;br /&gt;Loong time ago. It was Fina, I think =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last place​ you went out to eat?&lt;br /&gt;Kavitha's for lunch yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you belie​ve that every​thing​ happe​ns for a reaso​n?&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there​ a girl that knows​ every​thing​ or mostl​y every​thing​ about​ you?&lt;br /&gt;I think they think they do. But surprisingly, there's a lot they &lt;em&gt;don't &lt;/em&gt;know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'​re trapp​ed in a room with your ex for 3 days,​ what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have an ex, but maybe we'd just talk and joke around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What'​re you doing​ tonig​ht?&lt;br /&gt;Getting a haircut kot. Woo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last encou​nter with the cops?&lt;br /&gt;Never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is somet​hing you disli​ked about​ your day?&lt;br /&gt;Nothing. Yet?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When'​s the next time you will see the perso​n who absol​utely​ takes​ your breat​h away?​&lt;br /&gt;No one absolutely takes me breath away (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where​ are your sibli​ngs?​&lt;br /&gt;Home la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could​ have one perso​n with you right​ now, who would​ it be?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody, in my current mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anyon​e know your passw​ord besid​es you?&lt;br /&gt;Not anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you look at the keybo​ard when you type?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think​ your ex deser​ves to die?&lt;br /&gt;Naw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night​,​ did you go to sleep​ smili​ng?&lt;br /&gt;Don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have a good day yeste​rday?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What'​s the reaso​n behin​d your myspa​ce displ​ay name?&lt;br /&gt;It's my name, spelled backwards (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What state​ would​ you like to live in?&lt;br /&gt;Right here in Selangor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What count​ry would​ you visit​?&lt;br /&gt;The United States or maybe Korea again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of dog do you want?​&lt;br /&gt;Tak nak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you alrea​dy have your kids names​ picke​d out?&lt;br /&gt;I have a few ideas. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think​ you'​ll find someo​ne to marry​ you?&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think​ you need to chang​e somet​hing about​ yours​elf?​&lt;br /&gt;Maybe. Sure ada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your cell phone​ compa​ny?&lt;br /&gt;Maxis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old will you be in 2 years​?&lt;br /&gt;17ish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you make wishe​s at 11:​11?​&lt;br /&gt;If I catch it, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would​ you like to fall in love in the next year?​&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where​ do you want to go for colle​ge?​&lt;br /&gt;Harvard or Brown would be great, but probably too ambitious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What woke you up today​?&lt;br /&gt;My brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perso​n you have feeli​ngs for shows​ up at your house​,​ what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;Say hi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What are your plans​ for this weeke​nd?&lt;br /&gt;Getting a haircut tonight. Will probably interview my mom later for the folio kerjaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you done anyth​ing embar​rassi​ng latel​y?​&lt;br /&gt;Everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Light​ hair or dark hair in the oppos​ite sex?&lt;br /&gt;Dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your dream​ about​ last night​?&lt;br /&gt;I don't remember =I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you curre​ntly frust​rated​ with a girl/​boy?​&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss anyon​e?​&lt;br /&gt;Yesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your hair right​ now?&lt;br /&gt;Has tiny braids in it. hihi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is tomor​row?​&lt;br /&gt;Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you mind sleep​ing on the floor​?​&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you enjoy​ summe​r?​&lt;br /&gt;If I were to experience it, then yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a phone​?​&lt;br /&gt;I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you talk to the perso​n you like tonig​ht?​&lt;br /&gt;Well, yeah. Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you kiss the last perso​n you kisse​d again​?​&lt;br /&gt;Ya la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the nices​t text in your inbox​?​&lt;br /&gt;Currently, none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing​ you touch​ed,​ other​ than your compu​ter?​&lt;br /&gt;My sister's camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last class​ you went to?&lt;br /&gt;Addititonal mathematics about a month ago ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you chang​ed your cloth​es in a vehic​le?​&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you could​ kiss anyon​e famou​s,​ who would​ it be?&lt;br /&gt;Nobody.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are the Abercrombie models hot?&lt;br /&gt;Not really, in my humble opinion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have to sleep with a television on?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any animal print clothing?&lt;br /&gt;I don't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many peoples top eights are you on?&lt;br /&gt;A number of them. I don't keep track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you like the smell of febreeze?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much is gas where you live?&lt;br /&gt;Ow don't remember.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a dare devil?&lt;br /&gt;I have my moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What IM messanger do you use?&lt;br /&gt;Yahoo! and MSN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite food to smell while it is cooking?&lt;br /&gt;Tacos, one of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats your favorite flavor of tic tacs?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is hanging from your rear view mirror in your car?&lt;br /&gt;I don't own a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many clocks are in your house?&lt;br /&gt;A lot?  But the ones that are functioning are only two.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What sounds can you hear right now?&lt;br /&gt;The television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people's houses do you have keys to?&lt;br /&gt;None.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your favorite serial killer?&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember his name. Jack the Ripper ek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you like your eggs?&lt;br /&gt;No particular favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you toast your bagels?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever played with a Ouija board?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you play an instrument?&lt;br /&gt;I play the clarinet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many watts do you like your lightbulbs to be?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty bright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you own a digital camera?&lt;br /&gt;Yes! XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If so, how many megapixels is it?&lt;br /&gt;10.0.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you order at Subway?&lt;br /&gt;As if I usually go there. Tak ingat lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had the falling dream?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you did laundry?&lt;br /&gt;In school? ahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you climb trees when you were younger?&lt;br /&gt;Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever had a panic attack?&lt;br /&gt;I used to. Once in a while ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you in a good mood today?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have any weird superstitions?&lt;br /&gt;Naw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you dating the first person on your friends list?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been electrocuted?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you sleep with a stuffed animal?&lt;br /&gt;Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it alright to curse in front of your parents?&lt;br /&gt;Jangan berharap sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there anyone you know with the name Mike?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you think Barak Obama will make a good president?&lt;br /&gt;I surely think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever been to D&amp;amp;B?&lt;br /&gt;Dooney &amp;amp; Bourkes? Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do u think ur a good lipsyncer?&lt;br /&gt;Lipsync? I just sing out loud hihi (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have a guardian angel watching over you?&lt;br /&gt;Fer sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has anything eventful happened today?&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the one question that you are really sick of seeing on surveys?&lt;br /&gt;I just hate it when they repeat a question in the same survey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is there someone you want, but can' t have?&lt;br /&gt;Not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is the last person to send you a text?&lt;br /&gt;Asma =]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you jealous of anyone right now?&lt;br /&gt;I'm never jealous of anyone :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love someone?&lt;br /&gt;Admittedly, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have friends you can tell stuff to and you're sure they won' t tell?&lt;br /&gt;Mm..I think so, but you honestly never really know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many hours did you sleep last night?&lt;br /&gt;Enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you miss your past?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe ex's can be friends?&lt;br /&gt;Sure. For some people, that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the last thing you did before you went to bed last night?&lt;br /&gt;Read a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a morning person or a night person?&lt;br /&gt;I'm both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you were on an airplane?&lt;br /&gt;December 4th, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What can't you wait for?&lt;br /&gt;Sleepover, if it happens. If not, the new thingamajigs from Harvey Norman (;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever done something dumb?&lt;br /&gt;Mmm..DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you get jealous easily?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have tan lines?&lt;br /&gt;Very slight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When was the last time you were told you were beautiful?&lt;br /&gt;Ages ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is your phone close to you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever thought about getting your nose pierced?&lt;br /&gt;Not seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rent a movie or go to movies?&lt;br /&gt;Rent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you happy with life?&lt;br /&gt;Okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing this morning at 7am?&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where was your default picture taken?&lt;br /&gt;Myspace, WOC. Friendster, MISS. Facebook, at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What were you doing at 1 AM this morning?&lt;br /&gt;Biology folio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where were you Friday night?&lt;br /&gt;Eating out kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear the seatbelt in the car?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who did you last talk to on the phone?&lt;br /&gt;Mama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where will you be in a hour?&lt;br /&gt;Here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything piss you off lately?&lt;br /&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aii. Just because suka blog. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-4014843138597685153?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/4014843138597685153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=4014843138597685153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/4014843138597685153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/4014843138597685153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/12/buang-masa.html' title='buang masa.'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-3107777427713027857</id><published>2008-12-13T09:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T10:06:53.267-08:00</updated><title type='text'>what a day.</title><content type='html'>We decided to go to Sunway Pyramid.. my parents wanted to check out the plasma TVs and stuff. Whatever, I just ikut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the mangkuk part: It was in Harvey Norman that I remembered a part of my dream that I had ages ago that was exactly like this scene. My siblings sitting, waiting for my dad, on the cushy sofa. I remembered, in my dream, someone (or all four of us) is gonna get scolded by my dad. And after walking out of the store, we're gonna bump into someone we know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was kinda scared of my dad blowing his top, so I said to my sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh no. After ni Abah akan marah one of us. And then we're gonna tersempak dengan someone we know,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? Kenapa? Oi, Kak Dina baru dapat vision ke?"   ( amboi, dia ingat aku ni Alice Cullen or Raven ke )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tak.. I just know okay.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh. Siapa yang kena marah?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Entah.. just be on your best behaviour,"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly my sister loudly whispered to Mama and the two bros,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"HEY HEY! Urgent meeting!" (wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She continued, " Semua orang kena jaga-jaga. Abah nanti nak marah one of us. Ke semua entah. Tapi, dia marah la. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my mom just laughed at the ridiculousness of it all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Appearing in about six steps away was dear Abah, walking towards us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Shh.. okay, semua orang, BEHAVE! Abah datang, Abah datang.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad plopped down on the chair beside me and my sis. Looked like he was in a good mood. I was sitting face-to-face with Wani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, " Kak Dina, cuba teka. What is KYMS?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cupping her hands around her mouth, she mouthed ( I couldn't understand at first, but gradually comprehended )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Keep Your Mouth Shut"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then she asked Abah,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Abah, cuba teka KYMS dengan TBYT tu apa.." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah replied, " Oh, sama la dengan FAM, LMN, JKR!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wakakaka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question from my sis : "JKR tu apa?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adesss. Lagi la gelak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we continued that little game. I created "SDSUAL"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what that is. By the way, TBYT is Think Before You Talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANSWER:&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; Sit Down, Shut Up And Listen !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and none of my 'visions' came true, although my dad did almost get mad. woo. Selamat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hehe Abah, just some of the reasons to love you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-3107777427713027857?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/3107777427713027857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=3107777427713027857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/3107777427713027857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/3107777427713027857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-day.html' title='what a day.'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-3570278228536532412</id><published>2008-12-12T10:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T11:02:00.711-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Jester- Sum 41 hihi.</title><content type='html'>a) Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;b) For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;br /&gt;c) YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN, NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. If someone says,"Is this okay?"&lt;br /&gt;♬ Build God, Then We'll Talk - Panic at the Disco  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How would you describe yourself?&lt;br /&gt;♬ Unbreakable - Fireflight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What do you like in a guy/girl&lt;br /&gt;♬ Celebration of Life - Dunno who's the composer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What is your life's purpose?&lt;br /&gt;♬ Scottische.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What do your friends think of you?&lt;br /&gt;♬ Suria - Alam Shah Wind Orchestra    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What do you think about very often?&lt;br /&gt;♬ Before The Worst - The Script&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What do you think of your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;♬ Pressure - Paramore    (ROFL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What do you think of the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;♬ Dreamer - Apocalyptica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What is your biggest fear?&lt;br /&gt;♬ P. Ramlee Overture - SSP Band '06     (wakaka)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What is your hobby/interest?&lt;br /&gt;♬ Decode - Paramore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;♬ Time of Your Life - Green Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What do you think of when you see the person you like?&lt;br /&gt;♬ Mercury, The Winged Messenger  - Gustav Holst&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What is your life?&lt;br /&gt;♬ There's A Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered, Honey, You Just Havent Thought Of It Yet -Panic at the Disco  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What is 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;♬ All Again For You - We The Kings&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What will you post this as?&lt;br /&gt;♬ The Jester - Sum 41&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This made my night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-3570278228536532412?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/3570278228536532412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=3570278228536532412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/3570278228536532412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/3570278228536532412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/12/jester-sum-41-hihi.html' title='The Jester- Sum 41 hihi.'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-2541780667241349201</id><published>2008-12-12T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T09:24:14.939-08:00</updated><title type='text'>a little bit blurr tonight?</title><content type='html'>naiem rosman: tp heart ttp kat sidie&lt;br /&gt;naiem rosman: uhuhu&lt;br /&gt;irdina: sidie?&lt;br /&gt;irdina: whts that&lt;br /&gt;naiem rosman: alooo&lt;br /&gt;naiem rosman: emmm my heart laa&lt;br /&gt;naiem rosman: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;irdina: tp heart ttp kat sidie?&lt;br /&gt;irdina: u mean ur heart still kat umah?&lt;br /&gt;naiem rosman: aiyah u nie&lt;br /&gt;irdina: ok confusion&lt;br /&gt;naiem rosman: i still dgn akk u tu laa&lt;br /&gt;irdina: OH&lt;br /&gt;irdina: ok. so sidie is her nickname or something?&lt;br /&gt;irdina: ohh okok&lt;br /&gt;irdina: SI DIA&lt;br /&gt;irdina: ya allah&lt;br /&gt;naiem rosman: haaaa&lt;br /&gt;naiem rosman: dats what i mean long tym ago&lt;br /&gt;naiem rosman: hahahaha&lt;br /&gt;irdina: i was reading it 'cd'&lt;br /&gt;naiem rosman: hahaha&lt;br /&gt;naiem rosman: ape la u nie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A probable sign I have to sleep earlier tonight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-2541780667241349201?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/2541780667241349201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=2541780667241349201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/2541780667241349201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/2541780667241349201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-bit-blurr-tonight.html' title='a little bit blurr tonight?'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-2030519218541045029</id><published>2008-12-04T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T09:33:48.563-08:00</updated><title type='text'>tarik lagi!</title><content type='html'>...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, tidak berjaya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shaking. I never knew that term could be possibly used to describe what I am feeling now, or even believe that it existed. Wasn't it just a word that authors use in books to describe an overwhelming situation where the subject tries to gain control or something?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heart beating fast, hands shaking until I can't really type, voice stuck in my throat, tounge seems thicker by the second, blocking the opening of my oesophagus as I digest a small piece of information that may seem confusing to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that I can't accept it.. it's just surprising even though I knew it would be coming somehow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody, kick a dent in my self-esteem now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have got to change.  I am unshakeable and adaptable to change. I won't let the petty things in life to bother me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But thinking about petty things is something I like to do. Bodoh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RANT:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sitting on a chair cross-legged numbs your legs, but honestly, I find you hiding things from me and not speaking the truth is even more treacherous. It numbs your mind for a while. I wont be all sadistical but its weird how you really, obviously trying to hide that fact from me when I know I don't have to find out from you so easily. suckling pig. not you, I care for you more than to call you hurtful names. I guess I am a bit dissapointed, I'm definiltely not hiding anything. Now it just feels like I shouldn't share any part of my life to anyone. Not worth it. I was just a phase you go through. Your I miss you's don't count. SUMPAH. I never did believe that you missed me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-2030519218541045029?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/2030519218541045029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=2030519218541045029' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/2030519218541045029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/2030519218541045029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/12/tarik-lagi.html' title='tarik lagi!'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-1546336407298558828</id><published>2008-11-29T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T09:35:33.542-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Segelongsor gelang emas.</title><content type='html'>As the family and I waited for our Tom Yam lunch at Vicchuda's, we saw the lady owner of the shop with very unusual taste for her jewelry. Heavily made-up, she was wearing a fuschia baju kurung and two gold cuffs and lots of bangles on each of her arms. Seeing that, a conversation was brought up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad's saying of the day. The above title. "Orang dulu-dulu kata.." that type of saying. Mama's reaction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Huh? Iye ke? How come I've never heard of it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abah, in response to that, sniggers like a small kid and replies "Aiih mama..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahah he almost got me there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Explanation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, you know how the old ladies from the kampung like to wear gold jewelry? Most of them like to wear a stack of gold bangles on one arm. According to my father, "segelongsor gelang emas" is sort of like a simpulan bahasa to show time, around 10am to 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still doesn't make sense? Mmm yeah, because there's more to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So these ladies go pointing here and there when the time is mentioned. So when they point, like upwards or whatever, and the stack of bangles fall down along the arm (dunno how to put it) , that is the time when you use "segelongsor gelang emas". This is all what my dad said, so from my understanding is..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies are pointing to the position of the sun. So if it is at night, you can't use segelongsor gelang emas, because there is no sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. Kind of stupid but I was trying to make out even the slightest possibility of the simpulan bahasa being true. Mangkuk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition to that, buying a new book made my day! =}&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, I can't rely on Yahoo! Messenger pals anymore. Not much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realized most of my elation comes from make-believe, fantasy and angan-angans. Pathetic. But as long as I'm surviving, I'll be okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the straw berries.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-1546336407298558828?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/1546336407298558828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=1546336407298558828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/1546336407298558828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/1546336407298558828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/11/segelongsor-gelang-emas.html' title='Segelongsor gelang emas.'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-2251125534669066301</id><published>2008-11-28T07:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T08:41:06.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>survey 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;It feels like there's gonna be more coming!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever been a cheer​leade​&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who was your last text from?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aizat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever ran a red light​ or been in a car when someo​ne did?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Never, and never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you have a job?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not really.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are you afrai​d of needl​es?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mm.. no.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you like your life?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Okay lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What'​s the most inter​estin​g thing​ you did today​?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Eat at Nando's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What is the highl​ight of your week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Watched most of Twilight on YouTube last night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you get along​ with girl​s?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Kena lah tolerate..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last movie​ you saw in the theat​ers?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What do you curre​ntly hear?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;The electronic hum of the computer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where​ does most of your famil​y live?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Selangor, KL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is there​ anyon​e who doesn​'​t like you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fer sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What song is stuck​ in your head?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;None. Wah, amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are you afrai​d of falli​ng in love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't think so..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you wear conta​ct lense​s or glass​es?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Glasses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How many windo​ws are open on your compu​ter?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Five.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you like hugs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Depends on who's giving 'em.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How tall are you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Around 160 cm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ever throw​n up becau​se you cried​ so hard?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What is somet​hing you look forwa​rd to most in the next 6 weeks​?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Going to Bali. Yay, I have an answer for this question. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you think​ that someo​ne is think​ing about​ you right​ now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Has a guy ever let you wear his jacke​t?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;My dad. My saviour. hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Is there​ stuff​ from your past that you miss?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sure enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; But I like the present.What were you doing​ 30 minut​es ago?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Searching prices for my instrument.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever been to a strip​ club?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What is the last thing​ you yelle​d aloud​?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't remember.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you bough​t any new cloth​ing items​ this week?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmph. Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What'​s the last sporti​ng event​ you watch​ed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I don't watch them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ever go campi​ng?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever lost anyth​ing down a toile​t?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Don't think so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What are you doing​ tomor​row?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Computer class. And go out I hope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are you happy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Not quite.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whats​ your bigge​st turn off?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Smoking, drugs, drinking, rudeness.. etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What did you do last night​?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Sitting in front of the computer. Watched the almost-full Twilight.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whats​ your bigge​st turn on, physi​cally​?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Where​ would​ you go on the first​ date?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most hurtf​ul relat​ionsh​ip?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mm. With friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ever regre​tted break​ing up with someo​ne?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Never.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever dated​ someo​ne more than once?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;.Are you singl​e now?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What is the sweet​est thing​ someo​ne you dated​ did for you?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oi tak date lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Last time you got flowe​rs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Very long time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you like cuddl​ing?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you hold grudg​es?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Nope.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hugs or kisse​s?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Neither. But hugs kot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Missi​ng someo​ne?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What does it take to get you on a date?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Get my dad's approval. Siap ar.. and is very nice at the same time evil. Bolehlah.^^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are you happi​er singl​e or in a relat​ionsh​ip?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Single.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whats​ the most impor​tant thing​ in a relat​ionsh​ip?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Excitement. Trust. Tolerance.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What would​ make you break​ up with someo​ne?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whatever that is siall to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How do you know when you are in love?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I'll let you know when it happens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you consi​der yours​elf shy?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Would​ you rathe​r date someo​ne who was SUPER​ hot or someo​ne who was SUPER​ nice?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Neither.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;If someo​ne cheat​ed on you, would​ you take them back if you reall​y loved​ them?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you stay frien​ds with the peopl​e you date?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I dunno. Yes, maybe.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Favor​ite memor​ies with an ex?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hah, HAH. Takde lah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Would​ you fight​ over someo​ne you wante​d to be with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Mm.. not sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you kiss on the 1st date?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Naah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Have you ever been lied to?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Um, DUH.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ever been cheat​ed on?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;No.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you think​ the word love is overu​sed?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Most definitely.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Are you weari​ng spray​/​lotio​n?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who'​s the last perso​n you took a pictu​re with?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Dunno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Do you have a best frien​d of the same sex?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yeah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Whose​ birth​day is comin​g up?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Cik Amirah Farhani Abd Salam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Who last calle​d you beautiful?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Classified information. hahah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;How old are your paren​ts?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;In their 40's.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;What will the date be one month​ from today​?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;December 29, 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-2251125534669066301?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/2251125534669066301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=2251125534669066301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/2251125534669066301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/2251125534669066301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/11/survey-1.html' title='survey 1.'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-4253511391561879311</id><published>2008-11-28T05:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T06:48:36.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>bite the witch.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Oh actually, I didn't even go out with Asma and the gang to One Utama as I said I would. Everyone was busy and her sister suddenly had to go somewhere, so we cancelled it. Instead, I went to Asma's and spent some time with her. Had fun, missed her so much.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;One of the things that made me happy was her niece, Ranya, which is Kak Mona's daughter. One year and nine months old, so gorgeous and very adorable. Huge eyes, soft skin and smells nice. haha. Asma and I were like babysitting her for a while.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went out to her garden and carried Ranya, playing with the cat and brought her to see the fish in the pond.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us : &lt;/strong&gt;Ranya, ni apa? *points to the bush of ixora*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ranya: &lt;/strong&gt;*stares with those big, round eyes* mmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;us: &lt;/strong&gt;Bunga lah Ranya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ranya: *&lt;/strong&gt;waves her hand to Asma's cat* Cat, cat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Typical lah tu. Budak kecik. =] Excited sangat nak jaga dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So after watching some movies on HBO, snacking and playing with Ranya and Asma, I had to go home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Salam-salam with all of them. And the sweet thing is&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Asma: &lt;/strong&gt;Ranya, salam Auntie Dina.. (hahaha macam dah tua)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ranya: *&lt;/strong&gt;shakes my hand*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So I pinch her cheeks and kiss her there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me: &lt;/strong&gt;Kay, so bye Asma, bye Ranya..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ranya: &lt;/strong&gt;*reaches out and hugs me*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Aww. Asma says it's pretty amazing Ranya 'ngams' and is nice to me. Cause usually if Asma tries to carry her or kiss her, she'll hit Asma. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Actually, it's not that the whole thing above there is a huge deal but it makes me feel good. Like, really good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;With the junk that's going on and me blaming myself for everything, it's almost as if a commercial break to a horror movie. Something that makes me think "Ow come on, you're not all that bad.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Which makes me love Asma even more. God, thanks for Ranya adorableness and Asma, just for being there for me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Till the cell phones.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-4253511391561879311?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/4253511391561879311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=4253511391561879311' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/4253511391561879311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/4253511391561879311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/11/bite-witch.html' title='bite the witch.'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-5582317443735812364</id><published>2008-11-26T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:57:47.595-08:00</updated><title type='text'>punch.</title><content type='html'>You know those days when you don't intend to do something bad and at the end you'll get your balasan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think today is subtly one of those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro went for a three-day camp today and left home at around 8 am. The unaffectionate sister that I am, I didn't even wish him goodbye this morning. Or even last night.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I have a reason. I woke up late (as always after going back to sleep in the morning) and I actually did want to send off my brother but.. overslept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when mama came back for lunch, she mentioned about the camp and my brother. My sister said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Kak Dina ni, tak cakap bye kat dia pun.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama pun kata, " Mama cakap kat Irman, we're all gonna miss you" then he replied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But not Kak Dina."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adoii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kakak jahat. That would be a perfect label for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have noticed my weakness a long time ago - I wasn't the caring, sweet, darling, affectionate eldest sister that I should be. And don't know why, but I can't seem to be the kindest that I could when it came to my siblings. Not that I'm totally evil, but almost I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thinking about changing myself, yes, memang. I always pray to God about giving me 'kelembutan' and merapatkan silaraturrahim between members of my family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that Irman is a real good brother.. he's caring, patient and kind. He loves to joke around.. and so ada lah times when he cracks up some lame jokes but.. well, that's him. My brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memang aku ni keras hati sangat kot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Families like Iefa's, Elli's, Fina's.. wow. Close and everything. I just wish I could be a really good sister that my younger siblings can love and be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entah-entah Irman tengah geram or sedih tentang kakaknya yang unworthy of that title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really sorry, bro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm.. and that balasan part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow, I think I'm losing almost everybody's love or respect towards me. I feel like a cracked, faded gold medal that has been tossed in the pond that's stuck at the muddy bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I thought that you'd be at least happy to hear my voice, since you said you'd call. Two weeks ago? Gave you moral support and wasted my money and time. I am happy and proud of you, and please, let me say my early congratulations to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll get another one in January, insyaAllah. Because even though you'll treat me badly, I still cannot just ditch you like anybody else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ripped out, torn, stamped on and going through a period of mending by sombre songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How did I get to be like &lt;em&gt;this&lt;/em&gt; ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till the chip munks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-5582317443735812364?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/5582317443735812364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=5582317443735812364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/5582317443735812364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/5582317443735812364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/11/punch.html' title='punch.'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7031539043765281987.post-4986986721955901885</id><published>2008-11-21T09:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T09:41:02.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>or so i thought</title><content type='html'>A cool night we've got, ladies and gentlemen. So nyaman. With the humming symphony of crickets and other insects in my backyard, it's almost drifting.&lt;br /&gt;Too bad the mosquitoes (sp?) bite. ngap. *scratching *&lt;br /&gt;adess. So itchy. And Kelly just told me she had some skin irritation or something.&lt;br /&gt;No wonder la baru sedar nyamuk gigit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Saturday's a weekend. Abah says me and my sibs have to attend computer class. But he didn't mention anything about that on Friday so I'm just dismissing it. Was looking forward to learn photoshop but uhh.. a bit lazy to learn microsoft word, powerpoint, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallowing in my own thoughts, a good way to getting myself to sleep huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, probably not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;font-size:85%;"&gt;ONE MORE THING : &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;when, exactly are you calling? habis la duit macam ni. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7031539043765281987-4986986721955901885?l=cucugunungiam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/feeds/4986986721955901885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7031539043765281987&amp;postID=4986986721955901885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/4986986721955901885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7031539043765281987/posts/default/4986986721955901885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cucugunungiam.blogspot.com/2008/11/or-so-i-thought.html' title='or so i thought'/><author><name>anidri</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07743551518844417440</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ULhTGD_u1AI/SUk4rZFsSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rX31zyEXZI4/S220/119615_by_Edword.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
