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    <title>Panda a.k.a. Ben</title>
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    <description>Panda a.k.a Ben - Ailuropoda Melanoleuca { i will never forget }</description>
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      <title>wtf la blogdrive... gimme RSS already</title>
      <link>http://pandaland.blogdrive.com/archive/69.html</link>
      <pubDate>Thu, 09 Apr 2009 07:37:23 GMT</pubDate>
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       &lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;after 8 months i've finally had it! i have officially resigned from Shah's Village Hotel! my last working day was 4th April! weeeeeee&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it has been great working with them wonderful people! mainly kak sida, mina, asma, sahiful, sham, chef navan, jeff, man &amp;amp; chef mus. plus some of the people from the front office and also sales dept.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;not forgetting to mention Mr. Raj from india, who always comes with his wife &amp;amp; mother, &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Sunny &amp;amp; Lynn from australia, sorry about that night we had to take 239. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr Gunther from germany, your insights about beer was enlightening! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr James of scotland, i'll keep on being philosophycal. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ilyas, i'll see you in london next!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr Mateauch KYC, sorry if i got your name wrong, i'll learn a little Polish next.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Ms Susan. &lt;a href=&quot;www.amazingwomenrock.com&quot;&gt;www.amazingwomenrock.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mr Steve &amp;amp; Bill, i'll be back for your beer!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and last but not least, Dr. Rev. Baker. thanks for being there to listen and for those evening beers, i have learned so many things. thankyou for being my friend. i'll have a drink with you soon!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;and here are a little something... (all pictures unsorted and not according to date)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00002.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;now, the funny thing about this is, right after i snapped the picture, a beautiful lady walked in from behind.... and the lady is related to my big boss!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00074.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;the one looking at the cam on the right is kak salbiah, from the housekeeping dept.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00073.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;oh right, it was actually a meeting for the Indigenous people of the asian region, Indigenous mainly means, the Orang Asli.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00075.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;they were selling tons of stuff.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00076.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;i actually bought a nose flute that's called pensol. yeah you have to blow it through your nose.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00077.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00079.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00080.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;yep, all are hand made &amp;amp; earnings are returned 100% to the makers of the item&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00083.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00084.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;rings&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00085.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;the lady in the bandanna who was over seeing the store say that she operates around klang valley.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i originally intended the Indigenous Peoples' to be a post by themselves, they were here for a meeting function that lasted around 3 days. about how to stop the illegal loggers and live in harmony with the forest. for more info you'd have to google.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;my last night&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00105.jpg&quot; width=&quot;290&quot; height=&quot;386&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;final punch out&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00106.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;the guard, and some F&amp;amp;B staff&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00107.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;right after that i rushed to a little private gathering.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC01323.jpg&quot; width=&quot;290&quot; height=&quot;386&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;chef navan. the one who taught me many things, and one of the few people that i'll actually miss not seeing every day.&lt;br&gt;some day i'll write your biography &amp;amp; memoir!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;for sam........ whose name i still can't guess&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    
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      <title>tears dont fall, they fly</title>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2009 17:33:32 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/knifed.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;when the literal meaning of my words are misinterpreted, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;and in turn makes a person i deem as a friend comes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;to stab me in the face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;not a feeling i particularly like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;and because of that i was &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 102, 204);&quot;&gt;sad&lt;/span&gt; for 3 whole days! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;(yeah i know, it's a surprise even to me... is it because i'm still human?)&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;all thanks to &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 255, 0);&quot;&gt;booze&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; hueihuei that i'm up &amp;amp; about again, since i'll be leaving the bloody company in less than a week anyway.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;my last working day will be 4th of april, ask me out~!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;++++&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/Cameron-Highlands-Tea-Plantation-01.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;am thinking of organizing a camp for close friends to the mountains of Cameron Highlands sometime in April, currently looking for interested applicants. 3 days 2 nights...if we don't get lost that is. *evil grin*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;we'll be camping for real in the woods, sleeping under the stars &amp;amp; finding our own drinking water..... romantic! ui?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;!~!~!~!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c10/destroyhiphop/first-love.jpg&quot; width=&quot;70%&quot; height=&quot;70%&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;hoho... this really did come as a surprise, a little sad &amp;amp; jealous at the same time...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;since it's just starting out, i am sworn to secrecy to keep this under wraps for now.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but it's thanks to her that i started this blog.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;heheheh.... enjoy your first 'fish' &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.blogdrive.com/smilie/shades_01.gif&quot; alt=&quot;Shades&quot; width=&quot;15&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;15&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;1&quot;&gt;now try figuring what i just said, the answer lurks somewhere in my blog, the posts in the past...&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
 
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      <title>so a recap</title>
      <link>http://pandaland.blogdrive.com/archive/67.html</link>
      <pubDate>Sat, 14 Mar 2009 06:03:57 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>yeah yeah i know i haven't update my blog in a month or so, it's been a maelstorm of events. let me simplify :&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;19/02/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Final decision to go back to college, i'll be joining the may intake of Inti Subang, marketing degree... should take me about 4 years.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;regarding the papers i have for diploma... i'll admit currently i have no idea how to link them, only in my diploma year did i find out that it's more or less meaningless to have those papers, and while working at shah's did i realise that i prefer to be out &amp;amp; about seeing people rather than staying in the kitchen..&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;but it will not be wasted, i just don't know how to use them yet.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;20/02/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;Tragedy struck, my favorite uncle, on his way down from genting and after paying the toll, got involved in an accident... it was 8:00am when it happened.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/pie2.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/piea.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/pipe.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;notice the metal pipe? as of now i still have no idea wtf is it, but it's the thing that took away my uncle's whole right leg. yep, it's amputated. the whole right leg. condolences to him &amp;amp; his family...&amp;nbsp; considering that he's the breadwinner of the family. 3 sons &amp;amp; 1 daughter, self employed contractor (golf event advertisements), and his eldest son is 18... or was it 19.. this year.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;bloody freak accidents.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;because of that accident, i had no way to tell my relatives &amp;amp; so and so about my decision to go back to get that bloody degree...&amp;nbsp; even i din't know what to feel then. my uncle &amp;amp; his family were the ones i stayed with when i was studying in ampang 2 years back, they treated me as their own, which really warmed the heart...&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and finally... the thing that's worth mentioning since the tragedy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;12/03/2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/tico.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;TICO SERVICES (SA0116841-T)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;that's my company, or business name, registered on a whim on 12/03/09. frankly the whole thing still surprises me. with RM70 and a little over 3 hours, i have my own company. (name valid for 1 year)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;It was decided that i'd make a company to bill my current employer, they were being a real pain the ass of me claiming money to fix their pc, so it kinda pissed me off to a point where i actually considered this and even some colleages supported me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and so... TiCO is born. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TiCO will be mainly doing servicing, hence the name. But we'll also be doing consultations, maintenance, repairs, software, hardware,... basically everything. heck, we'd even assemble a pc for you. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;targeting small to medium corporations, and i don't mean just that, we do some private as well.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;TiCO services can be contacted via my cell... since it's just a 1 man show for now, support me will ya?&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;AMD FTW!&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!-- begin(Yahoo ad) --&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/373479/click/&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://ypn-rss.overture.com/rss/35557/373479/img/?url=http%3A%2F%2Fpandaland.blogdrive.com%2Farchive%2F67.html&amp;amp;pid=1846251505&quot; alt=&quot;Ads by Yahoo!&quot; border=&quot;0&quot;/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;!-- end(Yahoo ad) --&gt;</description>
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      <title>my girlfriend's place</title>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Feb 2009 04:57:42 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>to give myself and the millions of guys out there who are single, and were alone on &lt;br&gt;valentines' day, and even worse, WORKING on that day... like me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;i've decided to take a more positive approach to my daily life. seeing that on Feb 14th i was alone, working, over-timed till 5am without a single person to call...&amp;nbsp; (okay... maybe there are a few....)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;replace &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;work&lt;/span&gt;&quot; with &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;my girlfriend's plac&lt;/span&gt;e&quot;&lt;br&gt;and &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;colleagues &amp;amp; guests&lt;/span&gt;&quot; to &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;pretty people&lt;/span&gt;&quot;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/valaneitne.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;-------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;everyday i go to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;my girlfriend's place&lt;/span&gt; at 3, i will stay there to 11, but sometime there are demands. for example like last night, valentine's day. i was at &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;my girlfriend's place&lt;/span&gt; till 5am (woohooo).&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;everyday i meet different &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;pretty people&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;my girlfriend's place&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br&gt;some are nice, most are bad, but usually we get along just fine.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;it's just so tiring being at &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;my girlfriend's place&lt;/span&gt; almost everyday.&lt;br&gt;the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;pretty people&lt;/span&gt; there just make me do things.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;89 rooms at &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;my girlfriend's place&lt;/span&gt;, i have so many place to hide &amp;amp; *do* things! &lt;br&gt;
usually i take a little rest when I'm tired or stressed out ya know, running away from all them &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;pretty people&lt;/span&gt; for awhile...&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;every afternoon i drive to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;my girlfriend's place&lt;/span&gt;. on route i see 3 shops that always makes me drool (literally). Harley, Naza Bikes &amp;amp; Ducati on the side of federal highway.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;sometimes I'm asked to go to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;my girlfriend's place&lt;/span&gt; early because of the &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;pretty people &lt;/span&gt;wanting to see me. For example when their computer breaks down it's always me.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Hell yeah man! i go to &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;my girlfriend's place&lt;/span&gt; 6 days a week! 8 hours a day! and i only get 1 day off! sweet~~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>TOK TOKKIEEEEEEEEEEEEE</title>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 10 Feb 2009 18:22:56 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 FUYOOOOOOOOO&lt;br&gt;last friday, 6th February 09, 100 bukit aman policemen came to our hotel... check this out:&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00042.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;60 x 1400cc&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00043.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;oh they make me drool&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00044.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;*slurp*&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00045.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;60 x 1400cc bikes, 2 vans, 2 lorries, 2 MPV.&lt;br&gt;and no lah, not because of me they come, it was the Tour De Langkawi event that they have annually. AWESOME! &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;note: i heard from a reliable source... that the traffic police force changes their bikes every 3 years, this year they'll be upgrading from the honda cbx 750 to these monsters. and they will be lelong-ing the thing at around 10k+, anyone got any... connections? i'm seriously interested.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;----------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;anyway, these are a little late, but it was few of the chinese new year pics!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00039.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;me &amp;amp; my 5 other cousins when to er.... a club or disco, &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Dolce&lt;/span&gt; in JB.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00040.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;ducky accepting ang pow from the &lt;a href=&quot;http://squambleeggs.blogspot.com/&quot; target=&quot;_self&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;http://squambleeggs.blogspot.com/&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;pretty girl&lt;/a&gt;, with han seung looking on, and i'm sorry i'm not sure who the other face is.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/DSC00041.jpg&quot; width=&quot;386&quot; height=&quot;290&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;i froze a packet drink (yeo's chrysanthemum tea) and licked it like a popsicle!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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      <title>how many has it been?</title>
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      <pubDate>Sun, 08 Feb 2009 17:25:07 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>walking up to my boss, i says&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;me : i have repented.&lt;br&gt;boss : repent? why? you haven't sinned.&lt;br&gt;me : that's why i repent.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.blogdrive.com/smilie/sad_01.gif&quot; alt=&quot;Sad&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(52, 52, 52);&quot;&gt;probably the 7th girl... that i just let her walk away.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <pubDate>Mon, 02 Feb 2009 04:44:40 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>
 hmm... so i lost my phone, then went back to JB for the chinese new year celebrations! woo hooo partayyyyyyyy&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;width: 362px; height: 273px;&quot; src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/Ox-p13_476x357.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;Updates! news from JB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br&gt;my little couz got a girlfriend! and she's cute too! &lt;br&gt;my other cousin sisters have become so sekshay too!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;went to dolce... i'm not sure if it's a club or disco, seems more like the latter, so.. no pictures!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;lost 16 bucks to gambling, but it was fun! (i lost 200 last year)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;all the while i'm lusting for this new love~&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i31.photobucket.com/albums/c354/pandachoco/Sony-Ericsson-W380-cellphone-1.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;w380i&lt;br&gt;slim, light, delicious!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;still trying to find a cheap source, cheapest currently is about RM399, i will be patient!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;a little late, but happy Chinese New Year to all! sorry that my brother couldn't be here, seems like me &amp;amp; my sis will have to divide the amount that he received among ourselves.. heheh&lt;img src=&quot;http://img.blogdrive.com/smilie/wink_01.gif&quot; alt=&quot;Wink&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot;&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;having 5 days off was quite a change, all work &amp;amp; no play makes me a dull panda.&lt;br&gt;till next time,&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center; font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;5&quot;&gt;I NEED MOAR BLOG MATERIAL&lt;br&gt;KTHXBYE&lt;br&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot;&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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      <title>KANNINA</title>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 21 Jan 2009 15:49:36 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; size=&quot;7&quot;&gt;I LOST MY PHONE.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;so... fess up them numbers! &lt;img src=&quot;http://img.blogdrive.com/smilie/shades_01.gif&quot; alt=&quot;Shades&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; width=&quot;15&quot; height=&quot;15&quot;&gt;
 
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      <pubDate>Sun, 11 Jan 2009 05:13:40 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>for 8 days i was alone&lt;br&gt;home as empty as can be&lt;br&gt;so silent is my phone&lt;br&gt;but work was always with me&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and then there was new years eve&lt;br&gt;that i had to work till 2am&lt;br&gt;now i have to plan my leave&lt;br&gt;for my CNY, WEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and then i had an invitation&lt;br&gt;to join sales &amp;amp; marketing for a week&lt;br&gt;for 5 days i was there to learn&lt;br&gt;fun, funny &amp;amp; it was merely a peek!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;...........&lt;br&gt;..............&lt;br&gt;................&lt;br&gt;............&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;DAMN, NO ROMANCE NO THINGZ TO WRITE ABOUTTTTTT&lt;br&gt;MY CREATIVE JUICES ARE ALL DRIED UP WITHOUT LUV!&lt;br&gt;SHAG BABY, SHAG!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;!(@*#&amp;amp;!@^$(@#&lt;br&gt;@!(*#!@ b(d!_+~?&lt;br&gt;!(@pu#!&amp;gt;&amp;lt;@)~@**&amp;amp;#(&lt;br&gt;12983J)(!&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;okay... here's a little trivia : from what movie are the below dialogues from?&lt;br&gt;hint : the answer is somewhere from my old posts......&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;orkid : he doesn't know me well enough to like me, but... he's in love with me (snap fingers)&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;jason : orkid, how long does it take to fall in love?&lt;br&gt;orkid : a minute&lt;br&gt;orkid : how long did it take for you to fall in love with me?&lt;br&gt;jason : much less than that. &lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;
 
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      <title>jumble of thoughts since 1st Dec 08</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 27 Dec 2008 12:20:37 GMT</pubDate>
      <description>starting from the go-kart about 2 weeks ago, i have this ominous feeling that something is out of place. not very but just slightly &amp;amp; bothering me. after a few more days a good&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;friend&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; tells me because of his constant smoking &amp;amp; drinking since the age of 15, he's been diagnosed with a cyst in his brain. a cyst is quite different from a tumor, as it's more like a liquid filled sac instead of a solid matter that's like cancer tumors. after that it was christmas eve &amp;amp; christmas, which i spent more or less alone, surrounded by friends but still feeling lonely &amp;amp; cold inside. &lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;contemplating&lt;/font&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;what has happened, seeing all those around me, this yearning for companionship is a real pain in the ass. when i ask a question of you, i expected an answer, YOUR answer. do not tell me to go ask from another for a more accurate term &amp;amp; description, what i want is not the &lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;correct&lt;/font&gt; answer, but YOUR answer in your words. many do not understand that and that really gets on my nerves. family going to shanghai for 8 days, i'll be alone at home starting from the night of 27th till 4th of January. everything's so cooped up in my mind, i stated blunty to another person i do not intend on staying employed with this current company for more than 1 year, he tells me to&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;stay&lt;/font&gt; a little longer. after all he tells me about his life &amp;amp; &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;condition&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;, he actually makes pretty good sense. this time again, for a very long time, someone has once again made me doubt myself, my decisions, my thinking, my actions, my words. as of now i feel hard to do anything else. except make that sangria, but i have no brandy at home, so it will have to be put on &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. everyday i wake up, go to work, i reach home at around 11:30pm. it never changes, has not been for 4 months now. it has become as such, i expect nothing more of myself, but just doing it day in &amp;amp; day out, just biding my time. should i be like this? an endless loop of plains &amp;amp; grasses, it's peacefully&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; size=&quot;3&quot;&gt; &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;serene&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;... i do not dislike it, but i do not want it to stay as such for so. so far about 3 have come and gone, i did nothing and so earned the title of &quot;kuku-ciao-less&quot; from that good friend with a cyst in his head. it's quite a vexing phenomena, but till i get a (&lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;stranger&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;) girl's number &amp;amp; calls her infront of him, he will not stop calling me that. so far i've met some wonderful people, discovered a new and interesting language that will not take long to learn, but ages to master the pronounciation. Finnish of &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;Finland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. i still need to somehow make this jumble of words longer, but i am already out of thoughts. will be sending my mother &amp;amp; sister to the airport in another hour or so. currently staring at the 2 blank monitors nearby, just assembled a 667mhz p3&lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt; machine&lt;/font&gt; with 128mb of ram and has antiX on it. usable so far but still unable to configure it to connect to my home network for filesharing. so many things i want to do, technically i have time for them all but i lack the motivation to do it. unless there is a strong reason for me to do so, i will not do anything that won't &lt;font style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot; size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;gain&lt;/font&gt; me anything. i dislike meaningless efforts or actions. but however subtle effects an action will bring, i still do it if i like it. i'll just have to &lt;font size=&quot;4&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt; something else to convince myself otherwise. &lt;br&gt;
 
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