<?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-3837315488997028969</id><updated>2012-01-03T19:42:58.306+08:00</updated><category term='serious face'/><category term='TAG'/><category term='gizmo'/><category term='BM/BI/BMS'/><category term='relationship'/><category term='women issue'/><category term='talk cock'/><category term='babyboo'/><category term='safety and health'/><category term='mrs vai'/><category term='laughstock'/><category term='self improvement'/><category term='Announcement'/><category term='seriously random'/><title type='text'>liteheart symphony</title><subtitle type='html'>sharing heart and piece of mind</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4253663665103245170</id><published>2011-11-11T15:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T15:22:51.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kau Hensem Dimata Aku</title><content type='html'>Hi....just now berdiri di arrival hall airport, aku jual mata ke restaurant airport, there's a guy wearing singlet, koyok bertepek bahu kiri, seluar pendek, selipar tong sin ka apa, kurus, kecik, hitam, rambut smart, handphone flip mahal. Bapak nya baju biru lusuh, kolar hijau fluoresen, seluar pendek, selipar crocs kedai apek Ah Teng, maknya baju putih seluar hitam yang makin lama diperati makin serupa aunty2 cleaner. Anak beranak tok baru jak hantar anak dara sidak nait belon, kali sambung sekolah ka kerja. Knowing Miri the oiltown, the abang might be rigger or apa2 kerja offshore, but that's not the case.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Si anak so sabar layan orang tuanya, TUA ya, senyum nya... Bapak tuanya makan slow2 nya perati jak, nanga dari jauh lembut jak nya klaka ngan orang tuanya. Kita kelaka ngan orang tua kita kadang2 lupa senyum sentiasa kedak melayan customer. Aku perhati lelaki ya, aku konfiden nya single, mungkin berkorban jaga family dolok dari berbini. Sebab laki ya nampak muda...disebalik hitam kulitnya terbakar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku perhati lama2 sebab beg lambat settle dari perut belon, laki ya sik ensem, tapi sebab aku suka nya 'ramah' dengan orang tuanya, aku rasa nya very handsome. Pengajarannya, berbuat baiklah kamu terhadap orang tua kamu, Tuhan itu maha adil, akan ada orang yang sedar kebaikan kamu, Dia akan hadiahkan pahala untuk kamu, ganjaran yang kamu tidak tahu... Kedak nya, sik hensem, tapi aku tiba2 rasa nya hensem dimata hati aku. Bless his soul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aku dah madah aku pemalas ya ampun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4253663665103245170?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4253663665103245170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/11/kau-hensem-dimata-aku.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4253663665103245170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4253663665103245170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/11/kau-hensem-dimata-aku.html' title='Kau Hensem Dimata Aku'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-9100207119768993407</id><published>2011-11-01T20:48:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T21:01:06.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AOK SIK JADI BUNUH DIRI</title><content type='html'>Aok seperti selalu tajuk entry memang sikda kena mengena. Ohai sesapa yang membaca, mek sehat, cuma makin malas jak. Apa tek madah mok relocate blog, re-post entry, tapi malas mengalahkan b4b1 so sik jadi juak kerjaan ya. Sayang ada juak, walaupun tau blog angit tok setahun sekali nge-date. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aok kak tok sedaya upaya rajin, sebab antara azam 2011 is to start committing myself to record in any way my life journey. Sak sik lelah cerita ke anak bila dah tua, sidak pun jeluak nengar mek rewind cerita lamak. So sesapa rajin lak bacalah nya...Ney tauk dalam blog tok terjumpa wasiat indah haha...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aok kak tok macam2 usaha perlu dilakukan untuk mek rajin, mek tengah gila membaca tok, sapa suruh org molah WATTpad? Sapa suruh supply buku-buku free pakey mek maca? Sapa suruh sidak pandey gilak nulis cerita? SAPA???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aok kak tok moga-moga sik malas gik, mala jak baca kesah orang. Ok mok tukar nama karakter juak k&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Laki mek agik = Mr Vai&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anak teruna    = Damien&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anak dara        = Joy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sekian mekaseh....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jumpa Lagi Mun Sik Malas Esok _&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;muahahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-9100207119768993407?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/9100207119768993407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/11/aok-sik-jadi-bunuh-diri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/9100207119768993407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/9100207119768993407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/11/aok-sik-jadi-bunuh-diri.html' title='AOK SIK JADI BUNUH DIRI'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8916863689290147178</id><published>2011-08-25T16:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T16:41:39.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GIGI BATU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Bulak title entry atas nun koh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Napa oh? Apa fenomena wordless someday tok melanda blog? Bagi kamek mun sikda idea mok nulis atau masalah kita tok terlalu besar untuk dikerepak sik la perlu post waima setahun, sik hal. Adakah blogger kinek tok tertekan mok molah update? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hehe sikla mek nganok ho, tapi terpiker juak dari siney asal usul keja tok. Rasanya macam si Elia ex KFCM ya yang selalu polah wordless day kan? Mok juak kali, tapi mok ngkah gambar apa? hehe....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Selamat babai, XOXO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8916863689290147178?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8916863689290147178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/08/gigi-batu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8916863689290147178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8916863689290147178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/08/gigi-batu.html' title='GIGI BATU'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-689888694472848384</id><published>2011-08-09T18:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T18:40:27.404+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SELAMAT BERPUASA... I'M BACK!!!</title><content type='html'>Auk dah berkarat prepo umah tok koh, masa mok mukak blog tok tek tersaruk password indah. Lelah nyapu uras2, sikda la pulak urang merindu diriku, tapi biarlah... Blog tok tempat meluah isi perut dan juruk parit hidup mek.  Apa kabar baybeh2 aku sekelian???? Maaf lah mak lamak sik ngapdet, bukan lah kamek masuk rehab - no, no, no... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mek merajuk jak ngan sesetengah urang ya, menchik nar. Membenchi diriku, lalu menjaja ke donia pohret-iks nya bahawa mek tok loba, propa dan parking sekalian. Mun inggar iboh la macha blog mek ho? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sepanjang kamek sik ada, sik la juak sik wujud nak... Macha blog urang, amik teladan, ngomen jak sik. Muhasabah dirik... Dah kak tok haruslah kamek menjengah dah mengomen sak urang tauk umah tok dah ada urang. Sik mok berjarah? Mak tak kesah... Saja jak mok gago kedirik.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kedong dah pulang umah tok, mek mok nyusun agenda baru, moga2 kak tok rajin gik memoret dirik, sak jak urang ya muntah ijo inggar ngan kamek, ada mek kesah??? Bak kata Kak Lehot... &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;♥ haihhhh kawu thek kachakkkkkkkk ♥  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 12px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-689888694472848384?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/689888694472848384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/08/selamat-berpuasa-im-back.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/689888694472848384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/689888694472848384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/08/selamat-berpuasa-im-back.html' title='SELAMAT BERPUASA... I&apos;M BACK!!!'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-3336828132346534677</id><published>2011-03-23T21:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T21:58:08.224+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously random'/><title type='text'>WHY U LIE ah?</title><content type='html'>Why do people lie?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Is it always too hard to say sorry instead of making up excuses?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What good you get out of lying?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How do you sleep at night after each lie?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pity you liars, it must have been nightmare every night. Waking up must be dreadful. Breathing must've been hard. You must be so scared of karma by now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;then...its a habit deadbeat undead, you're used to it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-3336828132346534677?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/3336828132346534677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-u-lie-ah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3336828132346534677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3336828132346534677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/03/why-u-lie-ah.html' title='WHY U LIE ah?'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8789259179715679981</id><published>2011-03-01T19:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T19:22:24.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>WHEN HE'S WITH SOMEONE ELSE</title><content type='html'>Hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mek sikda madah kan, mek stress dua tiga menjak tok. Mek serba salah tok mok share ka sik, tapi ngenang dirik takut terke-gila-an, tulis jak lah luahan perasaan. Takorang tumpang maca jak k, sikboh prejudis. Macam-macam jadi, mek duak laki bini mala jak sorang ke hulu sorang ke hilir. Orang nanga OK jak, tang happy jak. Hakikatnya pulang umah, mek duak dah jarang klaka sama-sama, minum melo peng sama-sama. Nya mun dapat rah laptop jak, mek kedirik la kuang-kuit ngemas umah, melayan anak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mun antar mek pegi kerja, sikda masa nya mok breakfast sama-sama. Mok cepat jak nya. Lunch sikboh jak. Tapi hakikatnya, sms kamek pun dah jarang-jarang. Bingong mek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Namun pia, mek sik medo k. Yalah resam orang tengah stress berebut tender, gago research k molah proposal, jumpa ngan orang-orang berkenaan. Yalah keadaannya sampai masa bidding project ya selesai. Alahai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harapan mek sidak team nya dapat tender ya, agar berbaloi sakit ati mek klakar kedirik sik berjawab, berbaloi anak mek main kedirik merempit atas basikal sik gerak-gerak gago bapaknya meeting online sikda k nulak nya gik, berbaloi masa berharga yang selalu mek sekeluarga spend sesama. Sik sabar nunggu nya free, paling best mun nya kaya raya - sak sikboh kerja gik, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK bah, bersesah lok. Chiao bebehs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8789259179715679981?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8789259179715679981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-hes-with-someone-else.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8789259179715679981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8789259179715679981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/03/when-hes-with-someone-else.html' title='WHEN HE&apos;S WITH SOMEONE ELSE'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4262400217672709392</id><published>2011-02-23T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-23T13:22:45.891+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babyboo'/><title type='text'>AJARAN SONGSANG</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Hm... Kalau dah pemalas memang pemalaslah. Ko madah jak mok explore hobi baru lah, bizi kedirik lah, masa sunyik baruk gago mok nge-on blog nak? Mun ndak baca ajak lah...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hi.... Lamak sik nanga kitak, sapa jak maca belog angit tok. Lamak mek meranto ke alam khayalan mek tek nak, lamak sik ngabas belog. Lalang dah sama tinggi urang.  Pa polah kinek? Wah... Nampaknya datang mood nge-tag tek nak? Semua belog urang berias gown kach2 anggun2 gitew, meleleh nafsu. Ok la kitak urang rajin koh... Mek malas na wak.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tapi kan... Lamak sik ngapdet hal anak2 ngan laki bini, mok juak nulis kan? Kedong sikda papa mok di share. Adalah hari ya, si Darrien tek nanyak bapaknya, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Daddy what we call the place we play benminten?'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jawablah tek panjang lebar berexample segala bapaknya, madah ya badminton court, tennis main rah tennis court, basketball tek di basketball court. Sampeylah sigek soalan trick nya tek... Bapaknya tanyak, football play where lah? Ingat tek nya jawab football court, kan patutnya football field tek? Paduhal, nah spoiler...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'AFRIKA'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sik leput kau? Parai kita asal mok main bola ngagak Afrika.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Baby Joy dah besar ko... Dah dara, pi skalor juak la kerenahnya. Sik lamak dolok tek nak, neneknya ngajar... Mun tertumpah barang pegi amik kain kakya lap, pandey dah nya. Tapi kinek tok, datang idea nya, mun tumpah barang makan, tapok dibah pinggan, hah - kau ada? Ariya nya nenen pagi la tek, abis nenen tinggal sikit jak rah burit botol diengkah nya di hujung palak tilam, kakya gugok... Tertumpah la sikit nenen nya. Ditegur mek, 'Tumpah nenen ya, how now?'. Ingat tek mok berekot keluar pegi sinki amik kain k ngelap, paduhal ditolak nya bantal ke sia nutup area nenen tumpah. 'Na...no more'. Adeh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bah... Lain kali gik, apa tek, mek ngait beg dah kinek tok, dah siap lak mek upload k. Mok order boleh juak, tapi mahal la, mwahahahaha.....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4262400217672709392?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4262400217672709392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/02/ajaran-songsang.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4262400217672709392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4262400217672709392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/02/ajaran-songsang.html' title='AJARAN SONGSANG'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4646734652625657045</id><published>2011-02-14T01:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-14T01:16:25.572+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously random'/><title type='text'>SORRY</title><content type='html'>Well kinda been missing a lot, been busy tring out new hobby, knitting, crocheting. But same thing all the time, halfway done and I go undid em all to start again, very OCD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But hey last Saturday was my BIRTHDAY!!! No need asking, I'm 28 on paper but believe me I've long decided my inner age will forever be stuck at 25. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So....go ahead and live your life as much as you can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KISSES!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4646734652625657045?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4646734652625657045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/02/sorry.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4646734652625657045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4646734652625657045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/02/sorry.html' title='SORRY'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4686924902316443700</id><published>2011-01-05T22:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T22:36:46.569+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously random'/><title type='text'>ERRECTION ISSUES</title><content type='html'>ALL GAHMENIZERS...DO YOU FIND HRMIS ANNOYING OR CONVENIENT? SKT HAD ALWAYS BEEN A PAIN IN THE ARSE...yeh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all you get lost with the http:// to https:// wadehel can salah liao.... sakit palak biuk my friend lost kenot login to homepage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then oh but I like the button 'SIMPAN' as of save hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I like my friend said 'he don't care about ellection, all he cares about if errection' haha eh, lari topik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kan?kan?kan?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4686924902316443700?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4686924902316443700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/01/errection-issues.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4686924902316443700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4686924902316443700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2011/01/errection-issues.html' title='ERRECTION ISSUES'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4355301190147183736</id><published>2010-12-18T22:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T23:02:23.092+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Food Stain Removal Guide</title><content type='html'>Quick tip from a busy mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happen if your kiddos spill ketchup or soy sauce on their pretty shirts, never go bleach straight away - it will turn red and the stain will stick permanently while damaging the fabric and fading the colour. Go to the kitchen, smear a few drops of liquid dishwasher to it and rub under running water. Voila! Food stains are supposed to be washed with dishwasher pronto. New stain will be easier to wash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4355301190147183736?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4355301190147183736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/12/food-stain-removal-guide.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4355301190147183736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4355301190147183736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/12/food-stain-removal-guide.html' title='Food Stain Removal Guide'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-3379570250132095443</id><published>2010-12-03T23:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T23:42:47.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>ORANG HILANG</title><content type='html'>Hilang Lok...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEK GIK GAGO NGIKAT POPIA K X'MAS. HUHU... HILANG LOK...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-3379570250132095443?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/3379570250132095443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/12/orang-hilang.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3379570250132095443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3379570250132095443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/12/orang-hilang.html' title='ORANG HILANG'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-5719065212257637974</id><published>2010-11-30T19:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T21:33:46.966+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>KACHH....Ko Ada???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hi. Long time no news. Maybe busy or just simply lazy, hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now I feel OLD. By that I mean verrrry old. I'm sure all of us ever had the experience of watching your nephews and nieces grow up from diapers clad to skinny jeans age. I have my fair share, my dad has 6 grandsons and 4 girlfriends. Other than that my main family tree are very close so my first cousins kids are practically my own 'fruity children' too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember this girl as an ever cute and adorable one. Her dad is my big cousin, we are always close at heart I can really call him my own brother. She's the first-born, her mom and dad are good-looking people (well, it runs in the family). Her mum was a kumang and her dad can cause butterfly fluttering in your belly. Very short, stands at 5 feet tall, a very petite figure with a very sweet complexion. When she was little, I'd put her on my lap which I doubt I can still do. Love to hug and smell her until the time when she no longer follows her parents to visit. When kids grow up, we tend to miss their presence, they go their own ways until one fine day you realise they became adult. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At this moment I'm very proud of her, very driven and determined. A very strong and confident young woman. My hope is for her to succeed in whatever she does in her life. I want all the best things to happen to her, let her live the dream life I wanted for myself so that one day I can tell my daughter 'look at kakak Tasha, she made it'. So world, I'm damn proud of my niece, Natasha Charmaine Rickson. She recently won the Miss Borneo Beautiful 2010 pageant. Against all odds, being short and all, she is a jewel sparkling brightly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So there friends, you know why I'm so silent lately, the growing kids made me emo. My girl growing up and my niece grown up---duh. I feel old... I feel old... Maybe I AM OLD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now enough... lets see her so many pix I pinyam from her FB. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/TPTVBVzpJVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yIEni2mMedk/s1600/sasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 180px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545291260210259282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/TPTVBVzpJVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yIEni2mMedk/s320/sasha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/TPTVBFgM8jI/AAAAAAAAAHA/grGGwd0EHWk/s1600/sha3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 180px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545291255833752114" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/TPTVBFgM8jI/AAAAAAAAAHA/grGGwd0EHWk/s320/sha3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/TPTU-baAkvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XgZ5tYmIFFg/s1600/sha4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545291210173747954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/TPTU-baAkvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/XgZ5tYmIFFg/s320/sha4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/TPTU97cnxyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CGthebFURPI/s1600/sha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 249px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545291201594771234" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/TPTU97cnxyI/AAAAAAAAAGw/CGthebFURPI/s320/sha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/TPZOkFvIaUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ijbAFxiCX9Y/s1600/tasha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545706373075462466" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/TPZOkFvIaUI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/ijbAFxiCX9Y/s320/tasha.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-5719065212257637974?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/5719065212257637974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/11/kachhko-ada.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/5719065212257637974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/5719065212257637974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/11/kachhko-ada.html' title='KACHH....Ko Ada???'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/TPTVBVzpJVI/AAAAAAAAAHI/yIEni2mMedk/s72-c/sasha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-2071856020026582691</id><published>2010-10-15T20:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T20:37:23.903+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babyboo'/><title type='text'>SPERMA MAN</title><content type='html'>haha tak jadi pencen, Najib kasi elaun pencen so nak pencen tua la. Blogging sampai beruban. Apalah alkisah arini? OK... merujuk kepada tajuk di atas, I have an essay to write.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi memandangkan hamba sungguh pemalas maka hamba pendekkan cerita kepada beberapa siri. Starts with...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEX CATERING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overheard somewhere at airport cafeteria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;makcik A : laki si MIMI ada skandal lahh.... lama dah, tu hal la so sedih all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;makcik B : sapa? kita kenal kah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A - ala.....seketeri dia la, sexy Betty tuh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;B - oh wau!!! in that case she provides sex catering. well kind of Monica Lewinsky-ish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME ; ---smile---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SPERMA MAN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you all know my baby Joy is a mouthful right  now. One time we brought her to a game floor in a supermarket. Main kuda statik token 50 sen rides, main street fighter machine, drift king race an so on...   so when we parents had enough already and the kids screaming wanting more, we had to sweeten our way with ice cream offer. then we go for McD's ice cream and swhile we sit and wait for movie time, bah suddenly Joy shouted out loud, made people laugh and adults give us unwanted stares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy!!!! SPERMA MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lama lah mak fikir2, until one time my eyes stop at one candy shop, there it was, the great SUPER MAN. anak aku... berik malu sungguh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-2071856020026582691?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2071856020026582691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/10/sperma-man.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2071856020026582691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2071856020026582691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/10/sperma-man.html' title='SPERMA MAN'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-1999490017678738197</id><published>2010-10-09T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-09T18:22:42.318+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious face'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>for all the tiredness and laziness in my life, I'm tempted to quit blogging or just stick to diary blogging like before.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-1999490017678738197?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/1999490017678738197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/10/for-all-tiredness-and-laziness-in-my.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1999490017678738197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1999490017678738197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/10/for-all-tiredness-and-laziness-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8013071136129926687</id><published>2010-09-20T20:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T20:55:04.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babyboo'/><title type='text'>MOVIE EXPERIENCE</title><content type='html'>Hi you all....How's raya? Ada have fun? Your kiddos kaya raya hari raya ka kumpul angpau? haha... As for me I had fun WORKING in a very spooky empty building for so many of you cuti raya for 2 weeks. Sunyinya.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to said topic, my JOY sudah ada extra resume lah, watching movie in the theatre itself! Not any movie, she debuted with PIRANHA! Tapi too bad we entered the theatre a few minutes late so lampu dah padam, she screamed her head off - MOMBOKKKKKK!!!!! LoLz. But the after a few minutes she settled and sitting at MrVai's lap she savoured her unlimited popcorns and a large Wa [coke]. Not long into the movie she made the audience laugh hard when she screamed - eeeChak!!! again LoLz. But I'm proud of her for being brave because while many girls in the room closed their eyes JOY was all eyes and at awe with the huge screen and loud sound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about PIRANHA you people know I'm a DVD addict and can go on a long run 'hilang' sekejap menagih movie. As a true hunter I always get the kind of DVD version most of you mere mortals can only hope to have, so to say I can sometimes or most of the time dig out uncensored version. That mafaka PIRANHA you see in theatre had been chopped and diced to small fine or microscopic portions. You don't get to see the awesome parts like the 'boobs shaggin-naked duyung pair under the fibreglass boat, tequila on belly button/lick salt sprinkled on tummy and bla-bla-bla. Oh and also even the piranha tak teringin nak makan dick of the major asshole of a guy, kena muntah balik. Plus....Plus the cool part when cable terputus from the collapsing stage potong badan aweks in vertical cut putus setengah, kena potong lembaga cencorship pasal can see her boobies after the cut caused her bra to fall off. Lame sungguh lembaga cencorship kita, killjoy sungguh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever it is, we had fun yesterday night, lepas ni cari cerita kartun pulak, since she can sit still and watch. Have a good week fellas, love your family, love yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8013071136129926687?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8013071136129926687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/09/movie-experience.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8013071136129926687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8013071136129926687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/09/movie-experience.html' title='MOVIE EXPERIENCE'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-9024690997771320318</id><published>2010-09-12T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T22:34:42.396+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>Pity Story</title><content type='html'>sad story just happen, a friend's brother is being chased around by thugs because he owed them just over 9K. what will happen to our world, I can see the end of it so clearly now. cops are just not helping, if it is reported the gangs will find out, but how? if not the insider inside the department itselves informing the ghouls. tsk....9K and the price of soul, maybe will be up on e-Bay soon. I pray for his safety.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-9024690997771320318?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/9024690997771320318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/09/pity-story.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/9024690997771320318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/9024690997771320318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/09/pity-story.html' title='Pity Story'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8574316168396816379</id><published>2010-09-09T22:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:33:11.335+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;SALAM RAYA DARI SAYA UNTUK &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1. AWAK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;2. KAMU&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3. KALIAN&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;MAAF ZAHIR DAN BATIN(KALAU ADA)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;*SANGAT PENAT DAN TAK LARAT NAK MERAPU DALAM BLOG, MISS ME, I'LL BE BACK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8574316168396816379?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8574316168396816379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/09/salam-raya-dari-saya-untuk-1.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8574316168396816379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8574316168396816379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/09/salam-raya-dari-saya-untuk-1.html' title=''/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8258270927253126150</id><published>2010-08-24T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T21:52:00.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PATAHKAN TULANG I, DAH TAK LARAT WOI!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8258270927253126150?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8258270927253126150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/08/patahkan-tulang-i-dah-tak-larat-woi.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8258270927253126150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8258270927253126150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/08/patahkan-tulang-i-dah-tak-larat-woi.html' title=''/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4481629160380416301</id><published>2010-08-14T17:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-14T17:46:06.884+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babyboo'/><title type='text'>My Baby Now A DIVA</title><content type='html'>Hehe sama la dengan tajuknya, update pasal si kecik, baby Joy dah pandai mengomel sikit2. So pandai la dia mengarah-ngarah kita, macam diva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia dah pandai pilih konsep pakaian woi, takla spesifik which one but she can decide to wear pants or dresses. Ada selera kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa main LEGO dia mesti suruh anybody 'shidan' dengan dia sambil tangan kecil dia tepuk2 lantai sebelah dia, suruh teman main cucuk2, buat kereta tinggi2, senapang beng-beng. Lepas tu kalau dah fedup dia buang merata je toys dia. Tapi kalau suruh susun pun dia buat jugak, a good thing she practices play and keep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau kena tegur pula dia buat drama, kalau tak nangis dia marah kita balik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa makan, tak payah suap2, dia makan sendirik macam hebat dowh. Biar bersepah biar sememeh dia nak makan sendiri jugak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pendek kata baby Joy dah tau apa dia nak, apa dia nak kita buat, have her own opinion lah katakan... Right now demanding sungguh, sampai tarik2 baju, seluar, apron suruh buat suruhan dia on the dot.  Penat layan anak, aku larat nak baca je blog kawan2. No comment. So have fun you all, enjoy your weekend. Tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4481629160380416301?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4481629160380416301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-baby-now-diva.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4481629160380416301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4481629160380416301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-baby-now-diva.html' title='My Baby Now A DIVA'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8928778949722356084</id><published>2010-08-01T21:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T21:37:29.596+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>SET THE TABLE, GET THE BALL ROLLING</title><content type='html'>Hi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been tiring the whole week, we had thanksgiving prayer for my bro in-law who recently got promoted and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;transferred&lt;/span&gt; to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Labuan&lt;/span&gt; Shell starting tomorrow! Man....I did deep-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;frying&lt;/span&gt; the whole day I even fried my thumb! Anyway back to the topic, what is it all about? Friend of mine sort of hit the rock with his wife over what I think is inane issue. So this post goes out to you D. Ladies and gentlemen can all benefit from this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, most of us married couples don't talk much about issues because issues lead to argument and that is ugly. Be it money, time management, kids, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hygiene&lt;/span&gt; or anything many couples simply avoid &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;bringing&lt;/span&gt; up issues that can provoke disagreement. However by doing so, you are actually doing something called 'bottle-necking' and the burst is going to be messy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I argue a lot with &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;MrVai&lt;/span&gt;. I love him so much but still I hit on that red button every time I feel that he needs some correction and so does he. I never allow myself to go to sleep with unsolved issues. God gave you mouth and that voice so that you can speak for yourself. Women always act their way through and men hate that. Be realistic he can't read your mind! Just be careful on how are you going to bring it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myself I prefer starting while I'm washing the dishes. Just an example for you because I think during that time I'll have my attention or anger channeled to the water, bubbles and plates. I'd be less critical and try not to be cynical. Cynical is what most men &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;despise&lt;/span&gt;. It doesn't help solving anything but it fans on the anger. Focus on what wrong he did, not him as a person so be wise to say "I don't think gambling is good for our household economy" instead of "You gamble &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;wayyyy&lt;/span&gt; to much we're close to broke". Address the issue spot-on as possible so avoid beating around the bush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once he gives you that attention, calm down and bring it to the table. Give him your points clearly and orderly so he can follow what you say. Tell him why you think he needs to change his certain way and how it affects you and your relationship with him. When you're done, let him talk and share his opinion. He might not agree completely with you but be kind to tolerate too. No man change overnight. Talk more on how to adjust and rearrange everything. While doing so don't be &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;hesitant&lt;/span&gt; to apologise even if it's not your fault. It works and will gain you respect, I know because I do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So don't be afraid to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;voice&lt;/span&gt; out your thoughts, doubts, concern or fear. Bring it up - and find a solution. Be rational and argue in a civilised manner, I don't want some flying saucers over my head. It's OK to be angry but there's always a way for everyone to be happy winning and losing at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then, bye.....&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;muah&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8928778949722356084?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8928778949722356084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/08/set-table-get-ball-rolling.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8928778949722356084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8928778949722356084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/08/set-table-get-ball-rolling.html' title='SET THE TABLE, GET THE BALL ROLLING'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-9181364149213395680</id><published>2010-07-27T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T21:39:57.454+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious face'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;From 25222&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear customer, you have exceeded the 5GB/mth usage (Celcom FUP). Pls purchase additional volume or we reserve the right to control yr broadband speeds. TQ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pernahkah you all dapat mesej bunyi macam ni? walhal aku guna pakej &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;rm98&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; yo! kalau nak berlimit haramjadah bagus aku guna streamyx. F*CK you celcom, i thought broadband is mobility and it is gonna be cheaper after the national broadband coverage campaign but the 5GB thing just sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah! aku nak marah2 dulu, komen pengalaman anda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-9181364149213395680?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/9181364149213395680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/07/from-25222-dear-customer-you-have.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/9181364149213395680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/9181364149213395680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/07/from-25222-dear-customer-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4022362609338943731</id><published>2010-07-21T00:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T00:14:31.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BM/BI/BMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babyboo'/><title type='text'>ANAK AKU DAH TAU *&amp;%@#$#$%$%^^</title><content type='html'>ye sedara dan sedari anak aku dah pandai mengarut.. as a mom aku rasa nak spank anak aku tapi she's so adorable so sabar je lah bukan dia faham pun. and I have to accept bad words comes first, well at least she's making sentences. OK dah tengah malam aku ringkaskan cerita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situasi 1 ;&lt;br /&gt;me - Joy come pasang pampers&lt;br /&gt;Joy - ngai, ngegeh, piiirah! [blame MrVai, he tought her]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#ngai = don't want&lt;br /&gt;  ngegeh = terhegeh-hegeh, mengada-ngada, kenja kata kita nak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situasi 2 ;&lt;br /&gt;me - time for nap, come.&lt;br /&gt;Joy - piyo?&lt;br /&gt;me - go find your piyo.&lt;br /&gt;Joy - weyuput? [where you put?]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situasi 3 ;&lt;br /&gt;me - mommy go work ok Joy stay home, don't be naughty k sayang.&lt;br /&gt;Joy - Jojoy fowo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situasi 4 ;&lt;br /&gt;she'd been napping, wake up, and look for me.&lt;br /&gt;- where mommy? mami ja [kerja]...&lt;br /&gt;hearing that I feel so kasihan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO kepada yang single, enjoy la rehat puas2, melancong, dah ada anak they're very demanding. you barely have time for yourself. GOODNIGHT fellas. Love ya'll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4022362609338943731?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4022362609338943731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/07/anak-aku-dah-tau.html#comment-form' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4022362609338943731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4022362609338943731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/07/anak-aku-dah-tau.html' title='ANAK AKU DAH TAU *&amp;%@#$#$%$%^^'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-2386468662424004645</id><published>2010-07-16T20:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T20:25:51.881+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babyboo'/><title type='text'>KAMUS ANAK-ANAK</title><content type='html'>ermmm...nothing much, busy mothering, busy working and mostly back to reading. But now as of right now I'm indulging YouTube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK see there? Right next to the lattest post is Kamus Anak-Anak. Since I can't really put my fingers on their daily diary, I keep up with the kids lingo. It's fun trying to get what they say and frustrating when they are jumping and crying but you can't seem to understand. My most recent headscratching time was yesterday. Mr Vai was nice doing us lunch and one of the dish is stalky and leafy choy sum fried with egg, then little Joy suddenly shouted ' I wan jujuk!!!'. I tried to ask her what jujuk is but she kept on saying jujuk again and again while pointing towards the dining table. Mr Vai came to rescue when he simply lift her up and make her point to the exact jujuk. Apparently to her, jujuk means the juicy stalk part or if it is today's case it also applies to long beans. There you go problem solved, all the way being mother I couldn't have missed that skill. So now I'm keeping roll on her daily new words and for you guys to read too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a nice day, and enjoy it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-2386468662424004645?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2386468662424004645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/07/ermmm.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2386468662424004645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2386468662424004645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/07/ermmm.html' title='KAMUS ANAK-ANAK'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8868941464282868044</id><published>2010-07-12T18:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-12T18:33:44.019+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>Toe Curling Footie Orgasm</title><content type='html'>Oh yeah you got that right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 6 a.m today with a huge smile fixed on or rather pasted on my lips. I drifted into sleep dreaming of Iker Casillas and Raul Gonzalez (ok I know he's not in the game) having fun going around town. Iker Casillas in particular had been my huge crush since 2002 World Cup. And oh....oh....I still keep the play card--teenage at heart oh yes. He is GORGEOUS OMG_ok now I'm flat on spasm. I so envy his girlfriend, what a lucky girl. His reputation is indeed impressive. Iniesta might have scored the winning goal, but Casillas saved so many tries and that means more. Go google him yourself I can't keep ogling over him all day, MrVai well might ask for a divorce. Raul on the other hand, simply is a magician on the field toying around with his crystal ball. AND THEY ARE SPANISH! What female human being wouldn't go ga-ga over their romantic eyes, thick brow and so oh handsome total package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always enjoyed watching Spain game, you can feel their passion. Surely I like Germany too, they are full of tactics. But Spainiards are different, unlike other games you can hear the commentators talking about their passings, fouls, missed penalties and oh yeah the common offsides. Spain game, you get that too. But do notice that the talking guys will too reason the act. You hear them praising the team spirit, the quick pick-ups, the recovery from failed trials and so on. My inside felt churned and it was just similar with the butterflies you get when waiting for the first date. Despite the size, they have quick strategy and while their movement was always baricaded by 3-4 giant Oranjes the Spainiards always manage to sneak around them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to this morning, I was loud and MrVai wanted to make me watch the game with PaInLaw@ his dad. I kept on fidgeting and oh-oh-oh-ing all the way through the game while he gave me the weird look. If it wasn't footie season people might think that we're having a wild sex. Haha. But hey I'm the stadium type so sitting in front of the TV simply is a downgrade of enjoyment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut it short, watching the Spain game is like sending them off to war. They play the games with their heart. I noticed the Queen Sofia of Spain was there to lend her support, and my-my that really impressed me. Hm...imagine Malaysian King up there, we'd have to perform the ampun Tuanku stuff. Errh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So have a nice evening, I'd be off feeling like I'm falling in love. Perhaps this will wear out in a week. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8868941464282868044?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8868941464282868044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/07/toe-curling-footie-orgasm.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8868941464282868044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8868941464282868044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/07/toe-curling-footie-orgasm.html' title='Toe Curling Footie Orgasm'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8458772364391976820</id><published>2010-07-04T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T16:54:58.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LENOVO - always be with you</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object style="BACKGROUND-IMAGE: url(http://i3.ytimg.com/vi/FuedTYO7ZdE/hqdefault.jpg)" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FuedTYO7ZdE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FuedTYO7ZdE&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" width="400" height="300" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;very sad.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8458772364391976820?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8458772364391976820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/07/lenovo-always-be-with-you.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8458772364391976820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8458772364391976820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/07/lenovo-always-be-with-you.html' title='LENOVO - always be with you'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-831247440109675326</id><published>2010-07-03T22:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T22:33:09.088+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious face'/><title type='text'>FORGIVE ME ARGENTINA</title><content type='html'>i hope german WIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-831247440109675326?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/831247440109675326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/07/forgive-me-argentina.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/831247440109675326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/831247440109675326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/07/forgive-me-argentina.html' title='FORGIVE ME ARGENTINA'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-2993186391105634699</id><published>2010-06-23T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T12:29:51.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><title type='text'>HIDUP SEMINGGU RASA SEMINIT</title><content type='html'>hm...hari-hari sibuk tapi jiwa tak tenang. Blog kosong bersawang macam rumah hantu. Anyway updates running in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LAST 16th was Darrien's birthday tapi party was 19th. Kaya raya budak tu, dapat RM130 angpau. Mak dia ingat aku pregnant lagi, she saw our FB party pic, saw my perut lalu konklusi aku pregnant. I lol-ed hard. Baju aku hari tu memang buat aku nampak pregnant, well whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22nd---MrVai offer nak sponsor beli handphone baru, wah...murah hati ye? Aku nak phone flip, tapi dia tak kasi because babyJoy tu ganas, patah phone baru tau so OK pass. Dia offer the berry-berry thing or touch-touch thing tapi I pick the cheap 'cybershot sony' with 3.2mpix cam. Why oh Why aku taknak berry stuff? Susah nak guna that is, aku jenis orang call and sms je so the rest tak penting sangat pun. And the touchpad thing? Aku tak yakin ia dapat survive sebulan pun before kena scratch here and there. Alahai kadang tu dengki jugak tengok kawan-kawan beryy-ing, tapi kalau tak praktikal untuk aku takpelah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND AKU TAKDE IDEA. TIBA-TIBA MENTOL DALAM TENGKORAK AKU PADAM, JADI HITAM. IDEA TADI ENTAH KE MANA DAH. TAPI SEMINGGU NI SANGAT CEPAT BERLALU, DARI RABU LEPAS KE HARI INI, MACAM SEMINIT JE JARAKNYA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-2993186391105634699?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2993186391105634699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/06/hidup-seminggu-rasa-seminit.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2993186391105634699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2993186391105634699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/06/hidup-seminggu-rasa-seminit.html' title='HIDUP SEMINGGU RASA SEMINIT'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-883322833028712547</id><published>2010-06-15T14:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T14:57:46.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>RINDUNYA!!!</title><content type='html'>stretch!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hiya! I miss you all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai...hai...hai!!!! anyway come join me buat page BAN KAK SOPIA FROM CALLING ALL RADIO STATION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh  sudah lama ya saya tidak kemari...template baru gik ya, haha... ohai you guys! how are you all? ada sihat? mak sihat... kenapa ya lama tidak muncul? jeng-jeng-jeng!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masa pulang dari Kuching hari tu, almari nampak semak, yang baju berlipat jadi bergantung, adakah....YA!!! My dream became reality! Mr Vai memang menanti di rumah, mencuci kereta, beri memew makan dan menyiram bunga. The project ended early so contract pun habis awal. Oh if you wonder - he went diving this time, piloting ROV entah bila lagi. Itu menjawab speku si Ahmoi apa yang digali MrVai di laut sana. Dia tidak menggali utai, dia memantain utai, hehe. Hahaha... that kind of explain my silence, enjoying every minute with the beloved beloved. But now its World Cup or ballcup kata si Darien, I have some reason to spend some precious hours on my taman hati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BabyJoy tengah tak sihat, busy jugak lah nursing anak lincah walaupun tengah sakit. This morning bangun tido mata melekat pula, kesian... Darien pun flu jugak, kalau tidur malam macam cute la pulak dua beradik tu berpegangan tangan and sleep with the same posture. Malam tadi tidur sebantal, awww... Yesterday Darien innocently suggest - esok we go stadium see ballcup k? Oh-Oh-Oh apa dia ingat nak pegi South Africa tu naik bas Kuala Baram saja kot.. So my precious friends, I'll be around reading and commenting now, cuma maybe agak busy to write a new and meaningful entry. With 3 monsters to mind it's a bit difficult to find time for myself even, sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day, you like my new template? Rasa fresh macam lepas mandi lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-883322833028712547?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/883322833028712547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/06/rindunya.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/883322833028712547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/883322833028712547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/06/rindunya.html' title='RINDUNYA!!!'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-619829719654749980</id><published>2010-05-25T15:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:35:11.849+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><title type='text'>GAWAI HOLIDAY</title><content type='html'>Penatnya.........................................................alasan saya bercuti musim Hari Gawai ini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays cuti Gawai cuma alasan mahu bercuti dan berkumpul dengan keluarga jauh dan dekat. Petani-petani sawah kini cuma banyak di Farmville dan Farmtown jadi boleh lah diambil alasan ini untuk mengekalkan perayaan hari Gawai dalam kalender. My blog will be stagnant macam air parit tercemar tak bergerak selama seminggu. Be back from holiday on the 8th. I'm looking forward to see my parents, family and friends. I guess a visit to my late mother and brother's grave is essential too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harap-harap masa pulang nanti Mr Vai ada di rumah, tengah siram bunga, berik memew makan, cuci kereta. Harap-harap masa tu ada scene video clip slow-mo showing me running towards his embrace. OK - tipu. Teruskan berangan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulang Kuching by road, naik RUSH - hopefully selesa. So see you guys when I'm back from holiday. For the time being, I mintak maaf kalau I pernah langgar blog yuolls, basahkan lantai rumah dan sebagainya. Enjoy Holiday!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-619829719654749980?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/619829719654749980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/05/gawai-holiday.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/619829719654749980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/619829719654749980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/05/gawai-holiday.html' title='GAWAI HOLIDAY'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8196855767521526031</id><published>2010-05-20T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T19:36:49.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious face'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BM/BI/BMS'/><title type='text'>BANCI-SAWANG DAN KAMASUTRA</title><content type='html'>Kenapa Aku Ada Sindrom Patuh Pada Ahmoi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;explain this : &lt;/span&gt;when she knocked my door shouting BANCI! BANCI! like a screaming banshee I'll dully oblige and make an update entry although I'm still on my DVD run. ntah apa la aku nak tulis, korang ni memang macam anak aku, tak layan lalulah hentak-hentak kaki sambil bergayut kat kaki aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK memandangkan aku tengah 'idealess' to be an idealist jom sini bapak-bapak ibuk-ibuk semua....nya!!! Actually aku tengah sakit hati dengan DVD yang aku beli, OK fine pirated but then I wouldn't be watching it more than once so to HELL with it.  Korang perasan tak especially kalau korang beli DVD 4 in 1 selalunya akan ada satu movie yang best sangat atau HYPE je lebih soru. Macam yang aku sakit sangat usus besar is the one yang aku harap tak mengechiwakan aku turned out rubbih much. The one yang aku beli ada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1- Inglorious Basterds [bradd pitt wah-wah~~~]&lt;br /&gt;2- Wrong Turn At Tahoe [despite unfamous, I like this one]&lt;br /&gt;3- Colin [ada zombie- biasa la pakej bonos]&lt;br /&gt;4- Bad Lieutenant ---inilah lakonan paling sampah nicolas cage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam yang aku carut tadi, dalam 4 movie to memang akan ada satu je yang korang akan realy like. Selain DVD atas tadi, aku ada few lagi yang selalunya hampeh je, buang masa but hey, I'm a slave to sequels so I ended up watching all anyway.  Takpelah...sapa suruh beli pirate movies kan? [sambil tarik rambut satu-satu]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****OK SINI BUDAK BAWAH 18 TAHUN SILA GET OUT!!!*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi kan ehek~ aku ada beli 8 in 1 KAMASUTRA MANUAL DVD, tapi takde satu pun yang mengechiwakan. HAHAHA!!! Korang ejek la aku mak tak kesah yuolls. I'm a curious person so bila aku nampak a simplified version of THE SACRED BOOK aku yakin aku harus beli. But to me that DVD tak boleh nak dikelaskan sebagai blue sebab display dia nampak teknikal sangat, sungguh sekolah punya gaya. Shooting yang profesional takde bunyi ~ah-ah-aw-oh!!! macam filem blue yang korang selalu tengok dalam format JPEG tuh. Sungguh aku beli masa tu laki aku jeling semacam je tapi aku faham la, kesyer tu pun senyum semacam je yang ni aku rasa nak tempeleng. Penjual DVD local kita ni bagi aku ramai yang masih kurang etika, kalau korang beli 'adult movies' kat overseas they will treat you professionally as so careful not to embarrass you. Macam aku cakap tadi, aku ni curious so ada je yang pelik aku belilah pedulik aku orang nak fikir apa. Bukan aku galakkan korang beli blue lah ye? Aku cakap pasal aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah la sampai sini dulu, lepas ni aku nak tengok Legally Blonde combo pulak so lepas ni bolehla aku join bebudak pink BFF kat luar tu OMGawd!!! sama-sama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~aku blah dulu, kenapa aku rasa menyampah sangat dengan entry kali ni hah?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8196855767521526031?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8196855767521526031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/05/banci-sawang-dan-kamasutra.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8196855767521526031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8196855767521526031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/05/banci-sawang-dan-kamasutra.html' title='BANCI-SAWANG DAN KAMASUTRA'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-787850828031890964</id><published>2010-05-15T11:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T11:39:07.669+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious face'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously random'/><title type='text'>A SHORT NOTICE OF MY ABSENCE</title><content type='html'>~4 single movie DVDs&lt;br /&gt;~2  4 in 1 DVDs&lt;br /&gt;~2 unread novels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalian memahamiku, izinkan aku melunaskan serakahku, be back in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-787850828031890964?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/787850828031890964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/05/short-notice-of-my-absence.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/787850828031890964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/787850828031890964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/05/short-notice-of-my-absence.html' title='A SHORT NOTICE OF MY ABSENCE'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-1308774374220968014</id><published>2010-05-11T10:40:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T14:38:11.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babyboo'/><title type='text'>Feel Like Crying For No Reason?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;A friend  e-mailed to me, a real tear jerker. I just cry, my mom is now in heaven and I can really understand the kid.  Let's cry together. sobs~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 years ago, an accident took my beloved away and very often I wonder, how does my wife, who is now in the heavenly realm, feel right now? She must be feeling extremely sad for leaving a husband who is incapable to taking care of the house and the kid. 'cos that is the exact feeling that I have, as I feel that I have failed to provide for the physical and emotional needs of my child, and failed to be the dad and mum for my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one particular day, when I had an emergency at work. Hence, I had to leave home whilst my child was still sleeping. So thinking that there was still rice leftovers, I hastily cooked an egg and left after informing my sleepy child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the double roles, I am often exhausted at work as well as when I am home. So after a long day, I came home, totally drained of all energy. So with just a brief hug and kiss for my child, I went straight into the room, skipping dinner. However, when I jumped into my bed with intention of just having a well-deserved sleep, all i heard and felt was broken porcelain and warm liquid! I flipped open my blanket, and there lies the source of the 'problem'... a broken bowl with instant noodles and a mess on the bedsheet and blanket!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, was I mad! I was so furious that I took a clothes hanger, charged straight at my child who was happily playing with his toy, and give him a good spanking! He merely cried but not asking for mercy, except a short explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dad, I was hungry and there wasn't anymore leftover rice. But you were not back yet, hence I wanted to cook some instant noodles. But I remembered you reminding me not to touch or use the gas stove without any adults around, hence I turned on the shower and used the hot water from the bathroom to cook the noodles.. One is for you and the other is for me. However, I was&lt;br /&gt;afraid that the noodles will turn cold, so I hid it under the blanket to keep it warm till you return. But I forgot to remind you 'cos I was playing with my toys...I am sorry Dad..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that moment, tears were starting to run down my cheeks...but I didn't want my son to see his dad crying so I dashed into the bathroom and cried with the shower head on to mask my cries. After that episode, I went towards my son to give him a tight hug and applied medication on him, while coaxing him to sleep. Then, it was time to clear up the mess on the bed. When everything was done and well past midnight, I passed my son's room, and saw that he was still crying, not from the pain on his little buttock, but from looking at the photograph of his beloved mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A year has passed since the episode, I have tried, in this period, to focus on giving him both the love of his dad and mum, and to attend to most of his needs. And soon, he is turning seven, and will be graduating from kindergarten.. Fortunately, the incident did not leave a lasting  impression on his childhood memories and he is still happily growing up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, not so long ago, I hit my boy again, with much regret. This time, his kindergarten  teacher called, informing me of my son's absence from school. I took off early from work and went home, expecting him to explain. But he wasn't to be found, so I went around our house, calling out his name and eventually found him outside a stationery shop, happily playing computer games. I was fuming, brought him home and whack the hell out of him. He did&lt;br /&gt;not retaliate, except to say, 'I am sorry, Dad'. But after much probing, I realized that it was a 'Talent Show' organized by his school and the invite is for every student's mummy. And that was the reason for his absence as he has no mummy.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few days after the caning, my son came home to tell me, the kindergarten has recently taught him how to read and write. Since then, he has kept to himself and stayed in his room to practise his writing, which I am sure, would make my wife proud, if she was still around. 'cos he makes me proud too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passes by very quickly, and soon another year has passed. It's winter, and its &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1273545315_0"&gt;Christmas&lt;/span&gt; time. Everywhere the christmas spirit is in every passer-by...Christmas carols and frantic shoppers....but alas, my son got into another trouble. When I was about to knock off from the day's work, the post office called. Due to the peak season, the post master was also on an edgy mood. He called to tell me that my son has attempted to post &lt;span class="yshortcuts" id="lw_1273545315_1"&gt;several letters&lt;/span&gt; with no addressee. Although I did make a promise never to hit my son again, I couldn't help but to hit him as I feel that this child of mine is really beyond control. Once again, as before, he apologized, ' I'm sorry, Dad' and no additional reason to explain. I pushed him towards a corner, went to the post office to collect the letters with no addressee and came home, and angrily questioned my son on his prank, during this time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His answer, amidst his sobbing, was :  The letters were for Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eyes grew teary, but I tried to control my emotions and continued to ask him: " But why did u post so many letters, at one time?" My son's reply was: " I have been writing to mummy for a long time, but each time I reach out for the post box, it was too high for me, hence I was not able to post the letters. But recently, when I went back to the postbox, I could reach it and I sent it all at once..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After hearing this, I was lost. Lost at not knowing what to do, what to say.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told my son, " Son, mummy is in the heavenly kingdom, so in future, if you have anything to tell her, just burn the letter and it will reach mummy. My son, on hearing this, was much pacified and calm, and soon after, he was sleeping soundly. On promising that I will burn the letters on his behalf, I brought the letters outside, but couldnt help opening the letter before they turn to ash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one of the letters broke my heart....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Dear Mummy,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss you so much! Today, there was a ‘Talent Show' in school, and the school invited all mothers for the show. But you are not around, so I did not want to participate as well. I did not tell Dad about it as I was afraid that Dad would start to cry and miss you all over again. Dad went around looking for me, but in order to hide my sadness, I sat in front of the  computer and started playing games at one of the shops. Dad was furious, and he couldnt help it but scolded and hit me, but I did not tell him the real reason. Mummy, everyday I see Dad missing you and whenever he think of you, he is so sad and often hide and cry in his room..  I think we both miss you very very much. Too much for our own good I think.. But Mummy, I am starting to forget your face. Can you please appear in my dreams so that I can see your face and remember you? I heard that if you fall asleep with the photograph of the person whom you miss, you will see the person in your dreams. But mummy, why havent you  appear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading the letter, I cant stop sobbing. 'cos I can never replace the irreplaceable gap left behind by my wife....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;For the females with children:&lt;br /&gt;Don't do so much overtime. If you cannot finish the work, it must be some kind of problems within the company, and it is not your sole problem. Feedback to your boss. Endless overtime may not necessary be the answer to the problem. Take care of your health so that you can treasure and take care of your little precious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the married men:&lt;br /&gt;Drink less, smoke less, cos nothing can replace your good health, not even business nor clients.&lt;br /&gt;Try thinking this way, are you able to work till your clients are totally dependent on you? or  your boss is totally dependent on you? In this society, no one is indispensable. Take care of your health, so that you can take care of your little precious and your loved ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:purple;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those singles out there:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;Beauty lies in loving yourself first. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;With confidence and loving yourself, you will see the beauty in other things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt; around you. You will be able to work better and happier. Don't let your &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;health be affected by your work or your boss, so nothing matters more than &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;your well being.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-1308774374220968014?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/1308774374220968014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/05/feel-like-crying-for-no-reason.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1308774374220968014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1308774374220968014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/05/feel-like-crying-for-no-reason.html' title='Feel Like Crying For No Reason?'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-2755094834680501337</id><published>2010-05-09T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T20:22:52.771+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babyboo'/><title type='text'>MOTHER'S DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mulakan harimu dengan sengihan - sungguh tak ikhlas. Ok mulakan harimu dengan senyuman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another day another story but today is a different story because it is not like every other day it is MUMMIES DAY - imagine zombified moms. I'm not going to sing praise about my mothering skills but I'll spin and tweak it a little to my own daily version. Being a mother to a hyper-vitagen-sugared-peanuts-protein 2 year old daughter and a stepmother (yes, you got it right) to an emo-rebel-potty mouthed 7 year old son is not FUN, it's both tiring and trying. While I'm likely to be the undesired police in the house my kids get along very well with each other, and their dad. There's no half sibling or step sibling in the house. Darrien and Joy are unseparable, put the daddy into the mix they will be ice kacang and leave me to be the straw- get what I mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Character breakdown starts with DADDY;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very able in many ways - excellent cook, sporting clown, the 'yes you can' authority and practically the DON of the house. Our kids adore him, daddy can't be wrong-daddy is great-daddy is so cool-and whatever superb. If the kids have anything they wish to have, it's their daddy who gets the nudge and rants. When they play/which I'm not so good at, they bring down the house to rubble. Means...mommy will tidy up, it's OK, just play. I once go to sleep at 2 a.m. cleaning baby Joy's scribble on our kitchen wall and clear the kitchen after Darrien &amp;amp; Dad played Jamie Oliver. Daddy being nice decided to teman me cleaning and made me hot milo to end-and a good neck massage. His words always being 'you'll miss the moment'  really helps me calm down. But still, when the need arises for him to be strict you'll see the kids making beeline behind me. I always smile at that scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Brother Darrien&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(he was 3 when we first met and peed on my lap, sleeping)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potty-mouthed yes, BIG TIME. At 7 years old it is impossible to stop him from discovering foul words especially when this is the boy who travel 3 residences; our's, his mother's and the gramps. He has a lot of cousins and of various age range, a recipe to disastrous lingo. He's very aware of your every words or statement and that leads to an emo kid sitting on the stair if you don't watch what you say. A very certain personality he knows what he wants and if restrained will rebel his way through. His attention span is 5 mins. Give him a new toy he will get over with it the day after. No matter how expensive the toy is, it will still break down. He's with us mostly on weekends only so he gets free pass from being grounded. However he can be very sweet and considerate, taking care of baby Joy when he knows I'm too tired to run around the house after them both and doing chores at the same time. And very good looking too. Here's the lovely part, his mother refused for him to call me anything equaling to mother so he joined his dad calling me 'dear'. *adorable* imagine him calling me that at 17, priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Baby Joy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the one baby to whom every nursery will close their door.  Very hyperactive and super loud. She zips around like energizer bunny, climbing anything like spiderwho, thrash around like we have 3 maids at our disposal. Our own Picasso I think I'll paint our walls BLACK  from tiring days cleaning walls and floor. Very cute with her naturally golong @ curly hair but I'd advise you not to be fooled by that, she bites and screams like screeching tires.  I think she's auburn, lol. She eats a little but takes everything that comes her way. Chocolate @ chet is always available thanks to her designated Aunty Mamam. Her daddy introduced Coke to her months before her first birthday, with that amount of sugar...HYPER. Joy's vocabulary for now are very limited and somehow I found myself understanding among others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;mam - eat    /   ding - drink     /     chet - chocolate      /     brrr - coke        /    kakut ya - takut ya&lt;br /&gt;kakit - sakit       /    hee hoo - bathtime      /     smeyee - smelly        /      o'oi - sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S-FEpv6bMEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/jkSqO-ipkDU/s1600/Image003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S-FEpv6bMEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/jkSqO-ipkDU/s320/Image003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467726906631336002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~17 months with her aunty Mamam~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*relevan lah tu, the kotak was Happy Meal Box*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combine the 3 'monsters'  we have a real life moniker of 'How To Train A Dragon' . I'm the trainer with 3 dragons. Their antics are impossible, their mess unbearable, the noise numbing but take one away  and I'll be miserable. Like Mr Vai said, our life might be 'tonggang langgang' but we do have a wonderful one. Mothering may not be fun, but seeing the kids growing up great and at the right path is rewarding. I only hope I have enough patience and resource to face their teenage years. That I think will be more challenging, right now it's all naughty and cute. So far, I think I did just fine. Although everytime I end my day looking like mummy I surely did enjoy my day being mommy to my kids. There...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Adorable kids+Cool Dad+Miserable Mom= Happy Family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY EVERYBODY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;make it everyday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;p.s: bah, apa lagi. yang single2 ya bila gik?&lt;/span&gt; on a side note, my birth mother died before I was 3, so my stepmom cared for me just about the same age I took Darrien. the similarity, I feel her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-2755094834680501337?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2755094834680501337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2755094834680501337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2755094834680501337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/05/mothers-day.html' title='MOTHER&apos;S DAY'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S-FEpv6bMEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/jkSqO-ipkDU/s72-c/Image003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-6954987171873312592</id><published>2010-05-05T18:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-05T20:46:10.260+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babyboo'/><title type='text'>BABY JOY AND DADDY *update*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~Sedihnya rasa hati, Baby Joy birthday 17 Mei nanti, she'll turn 2 and guess what? Her beloved daddy won't be there blowing candles with her like yesteryear~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perangai makin naughty, kobek-kobek and throwing tantrum and what nots I just can't seem to handle. Nak aku spank-kan nanti masa nangis dia psycho aku balik, calling her 'daddy', when she knows he isn't there. Tak ke sebak aku, rasa bersalah lagi ada. These two 'monsters' are so close I can't get my way with any one. If I 'pap' the daddy the baby will 'pap' me. If I scold the baby the daddy will animatedly 'pap' me to cheer baby up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that the daddy is away I'm left with this guilty feeling whenever I have to discipline her 'a bit'. And I know Mr Vai misses Baby Joy more than he misses me. But when she's sleeping she looks so angelic and all my day's problem seems so distant. All the wonders of being a temporary single mum.     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S-FIzl_rNZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_FoLnAQIS0A/s1600/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S-FIzl_rNZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_FoLnAQIS0A/s320/DSC00079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467731473814205842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;~ 6 months and napping with daddy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*note the same sleeping posture*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~dear...I miss you!&lt;/span&gt;                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-6954987171873312592?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/6954987171873312592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-joy-and-daddy.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6954987171873312592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6954987171873312592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/05/baby-joy-and-daddy.html' title='BABY JOY AND DADDY *update*'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S-FIzl_rNZI/AAAAAAAAAGc/_FoLnAQIS0A/s72-c/DSC00079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-6151927794762261707</id><published>2010-04-29T14:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-30T14:20:39.376+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>BILA MUDA &amp; BERPANGKAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohai again... How's your week going so far? It's Friday and officially almost a week since my last entry. Maaf ye, very unmotivated right now, walau penuh dengan idea tapi malas nya hanya THE ONE saja yang tahu. However short one today, something to share selepas insiden FB itu hari. Yang membaca sila ambik sebagai pengajaran dan peringatan. Aku terasa sebab bapak aku orang tua GAMEN yang tak berapa nak berpangkat sangat, chekgu je, takde degree pon, dah pencen pon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Sebelum aku mencarut, aku mintak maaf dulu, entry ini aku tuju-tuju kat orang yang 'koma' saja. Yang ikhlas nak berkhidmat untuk negara macam Ahmoi sakit tu susah payah ajar anak-anak sengal kelas peralihan tak reti BM aku memang salut. Yang mana elok-elok dah jadi engineer tapi nak kerja GAMEN sebab memang itu niat dia nak berkhidmat untuk negara, baguslah. Yang berkhidmat di spetal macam MA Placebo tu pun aku sanjung, korang memang fabeles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Senang cakap kalau makan cili baru la rasa HOT &amp;amp; SPICY kan? Aku awal-awal buat scene pagi raya duduk mintak hampun kat korang yang tak bersalah. ' I mintak maaf, I tak sengaja'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generasi baru termasuk kita yang baby boomers ni memang bertuah, peluang sambung belajar sentiasa dan semakin terbuka luas. Nak melangkah ke LONDON dah tak impossipazel dah, nak lagi kalau ada seguni duit for winter bonfire. Sebab nak masuk UiTM sekarang ni memang peluang yang terbuka dan tak perlu ada IQ count 145 segala. Kolej swasta pun sekarang ini pun ada PTPTN bukan macam dulu nak kena biasiswa FAther-MA@mother. Pendek kata tak mustahil dah untuk individu itu memiliki segulung kertas yang entah sapa beri nama ijazah tu. Kertas yang kalau tak print apa-apa tu sama saja nilainya dengan kertas bungkus nasi lemak 50sen tu. Tinggal nak taknak je. Kalau taknak sambung belajar pun mungkin ada sebabnya, bukan sebab dia bodoh tolol with nano count of knowledge. Tak semua orang suka nak belajar sampai tua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So kalau kamu ada degree sosiologi atau sains sosial atau lain-lain yang sebenarnya tak tau nak guna kat mana lepas tu mintak kerja GAMEN sebab takde firma di luar sana yang hengen hambek hengkau kerja, tak payah bangga tak bertempat kamu tu berpangkat.  Bukan nak menghina ya, sebenarnya sikit sangat la degree holder yang 'ikhlas' jadi GAMENizer ni, sebab mostly apply kerja tu sebab degree tak laku. Kalau dah 2 tahun grad dan tak dapat kerja lagi, aku kasi kau gunting handbag COACH kesayangan aku tu, memang akan apply kerja GAMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan lazimnya GAMEN akan kasi kau pangkat 'PENGUASA' ke atas lah, ikut ranking dalam jabatan kamu tu. Gred 41 biasa la tu. Tapi bila dah masuk kerja kau kena ingat, kau tu JUNIOR jugak. Kalau tak soal tatakerja, kau mentah jugak soal etika kerja. So keep yourself open to advices even from the seniors of staffs. Tak kisah la dia 11, 12, 17, 22 ke 26 tapi dia still a senior. Kalau taknak respect pangkat dia, respect UMUR dia.  Dan jangan salahkan orang menegur kalau kamu memang salah. Especially kalau jabatan kamu tu ada uniform, kamu tu bawa bulan, bintang dan crown di bahu. Wajarlah kalau yang tua dan berpengalaman menegur kamu bila attitude tak match dengan status kamu sebagai pegawai kanan. Ini tak, status FB jugak kamu siarkan. Yang kamu pegi ganyang orang segala gred tu apahal. Lepas tu sedap je mulut cakap orang 'masa kecik suruh belajar tak mau'. Habis tu kalau semua jadi bos sapa nak jadi kuli?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku bukan apa bila tak puas hati ni, tak semua orang yang berkelayakan tu bertuah apply sesuatu jawatan dan dapat pangkat yang selayaknya dengan qualification. Kadang-kadang yang ada diploma pun terpaksa guna scale SPM je mintak kerja, dah itu je jawatan yang bukak. Ada jugak yang berdegree, masters, cuma tak belajar untuk naik pangkat. Tapi kalau kau berpangkat, kau tak payah la pegi hina orang bawahan kau. Konon yang makan cili terasa pedas, memanglah... Tak semua orang bertuah dapat jadi bos umur muda macam kau. Bersyukur sudahlah, jangan hina pulak orang yang tak berapa nak bertuah. What more kalau orang tua yang kau carut-carut tu, dia macam mak bapak kau la sacrifice nak hantar anak-anak dia yang baya-baya kau tu sambung belajar tinggi-tinggi sampai atas gunung. Tak kisah la dia takde degree, tapi kau tau ke anak dia nanti jadi ape? Doktornya, engineernya, saintisnya? Ntah2 degree diorang lagi best dari degree kau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bagi aku kita sekarang ni bertuah, we're the fortunate young and successful generation. Tapi pada masa yang sama kita ada adab sopan budaya bangsa, yang tua dihormati itu pasti. Jangan bangga sangat dengan gred BOS kamu, sebab di luar nanti kamu akan bekerja dengan public, staff kamu yang hadap dengan public. Kalau diorang tak beri kerjasama, boleh jalan ke kerja. Still you owe it to the kuli. Ingat selalu, to be respected you have to respect others firsts. And in almost any situation, you EARN respect.  I know comment section Dukun mungkin akan berbunyi 'The Boss Is Never Wrong' tapi to me 'Nobody Is Always Right'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-6151927794762261707?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/6151927794762261707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/bila-muda-berpangkat.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6151927794762261707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6151927794762261707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/bila-muda-berpangkat.html' title='BILA MUDA &amp; BERPANGKAT'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-6703066082010340003</id><published>2010-04-25T12:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T13:04:38.992+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>'Elak Cerai Berai Terbarai'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4 hari...menderita sakit rindu, ubatnya pun lama lagi nak pulang. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ohai Sunday people, don't you have any better thing to do on this lovely day instead of reading my piece of shoot? hehe...It's OK I understand buggers like you, I'm writing my entry this SUNDAY , get what I mean? OK--OK--mari cakap BM. Cakap BMS nanti Uncle Lee tak faham. Englosh pon korang malas nak baca, pastu taknak komeng, pastu aku rasa post aku tak best, pastu start random post cerita pasal hari nak hujan dan baju aku basah kena tumpah milo. Walhal blog ini sepatutnya rasa macam diary, korang tak baca pun takpa no'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dah...dah... Hari ini aku nak beri korang tips 'Elak Cerai Berai Terbarai' kat korang, actually boleh apply to kekasih jugak. Tips ini penting sebab kalau masa gaduh tu senang-senang taik ayam je nak maki hamun kekasih kita ye. Walaupun tahu hati pasangan kita tu macam bunga lalang, kalau ditiup akan melayang jauh-jauh susah nak tangkap. Silap haribulan hinggap kat taman lain. Masa tu nak kata apa? Marah kita ni macam angin, kalau membadai adalah korbannya. Wah...bermadah wei! Tapi kalau memang jodoh tak ada tak apalah...asal dah mencuba mempertahankan mahligai semi-D yang kita bina bersama. Cari jelah banglo baru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baiklah ; macam biasa mak hayam mulakan lesson hari ini dengan MARAH itu sendiri. Dengar pun buat kita sakit hati kan? Best ke marah-marah? Apa hasilnya? To me cuma sakit hati sahaja, and like wise people said, never sleep with anger. Bangun pagi muka akan berkerut macam umur 70 tahun. Nasihat ini khususnya penting untuk pasangan yang sudah berkahwin. Sebolehnya selesaikan masalah kamu, kecil atau besar sebelum kamu tidur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;MARAH&lt;/span&gt; ; ketika ini darah akan menyerbu otak kita, jantung akan berdegup macam nak gila, muka jadi panas, otak jadi tak waras, mulut akan mencarut, and oops! tangan jadi ringan. By that time it's almost too late. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, kalau perempuan merajuk susah nak pujuk. Kalau lelaki merajuk? Adeh...mintak simpang malaikat 44. Tak mahu la cinta terputus di tengah jalan, sesat di simpang, sangkut dalam jam, semput di tangga, terkunci dalam lift. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Btw kenapa ye marriage dipanggil rumah tangga?&lt;/span&gt; ehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERTAMA : Masa tengah naik hantu, seeloknya jauhkan diri masing-masing sekejap. Sekejap ye anak-anak bukan lama-lama.  Kalau gaduh-gaduh manja tu amik la masa sejam dua bermain di verandah rumah, menyanyi dalam kereta, pegi minum gerai mamak. Tapi kalau kes besar sampai nak ke pejabat kadi tu, amik masa seminggu bercuti SENDIRIAN. Beri ruang untuk hati kita rindu semula. Untuk 2 orang yang sedang marah berada dalam radius yang sama samalah seperti berdiri tengah highway. Disaster!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEDUA : Ingat semula apa yang mengikat kalian berdua. Saat-saat indah dahulu tu cuba ingat balik, walaupun sidia dah mungkin berubah, kaji semula kenapa dia berubah. Mungkin kita pun menyumbang kepada situasi hodoh yang berlaku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KETIGA : Kaji semula apa yang sebenarnya kamu marahkan. Mungkin masalah sebenar adalah KITA sendiri. Buang ego jauh-jauh sewaktu muhasabah diri ye? Ego tu buat kita buta dan enggan mengaku salah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEMPAT : Bincang. Kan senang kalau dapat berbincang dengan kepala yang ringan dan sejuk. Kalau boleh minta maaflah walaupun bukan kamu yang mulakan. Cari dan buka jalan perdamaian, somebody have to start somewhere. At least agree to disagree is a meeting point. Dan kalau memang adalah kesilapan kamu, make it a point to never do it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KELIMA : Berbaik semula, bermula dengan kaunseling. Bila dah OK tu, dating lagi lah. Pupuk semula bunga cinta kamu yang dah layu kena panas gurun tu. Re-ignite the Fire, Fan the Flame. Jangan malu untuk bercinta lagi kerana kita berubah dengan usia, tidak bermakna kita diam sebumbung tidur sekatil bergolek sama-sama kita sudah kenal pasangan kita sepenuhnya. Sentiasa bercakap, kenalkan diri kamu kepada pasangan, sidia tu bukannya psikik dapat baca hati kamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEENAM : Gembirakan dirimu, bila kamu gembira hubungan dengan pasangan kamu juga pasti berjalan dengan baik. Jangan paksa diri kamu suka apa yang sidia suka. Have some ME time, be with your own friends. Do what you like. Just watch your limit, make sure you don't hurt or neglect your partner along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha...anak-anak hayam semua. Itulah dia nasihat mak kali ini ye. Bukan apa kebelakangan ini suka sangat buat entry tips dan petua, saja berkongsi pengetahuan kaunseling yang sedikit di dada mak ni. Dada mak ni kembang semangkuk jer. ehek! Mak kalau boleh nak sambung belajar psikologi, lama lagi la. Saja untuk pengetahuan sendiri. Mak takla sempurna segala segi, ada jugak cubaan dan dugaan, but it all amount to a bittersweet relationship I'd like to cherish forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So u'ols, ketahuilah, tak semua cinta itu akan berakhir bahagia dan bahagia pun kalau tak dijaga berakhir juga. Dan tak cukup kalau sebelah pihak sahaja menjaga hati, it takes two to tango, salsa, cha-cha. Kalau nak sorang-sorang sila belajar poco-poco yer?  Bah, jaga dirimu disana!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-6703066082010340003?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/6703066082010340003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/elak-cerai-berai-terbarai.html#comment-form' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6703066082010340003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6703066082010340003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/elak-cerai-berai-terbarai.html' title='&apos;Elak Cerai Berai Terbarai&apos;'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-6119514123829756008</id><published>2010-04-20T22:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T23:04:26.833+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety and health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>CINTA ANUGERAH TERINDAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kasihan paduhal Ahmoi sakit, mun ndak sik ku gago menggagah dirik speku nya ada sesi dating-mating ngan Mr bin Abdullah. Hehe...bukan aku sorang nak? Kawan-kawan lain pun asa ku speku juak. Rupa-rupanya sakit ngembak ngail. Semoga cepat sembuh k? Olalala...kesian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maka dengan itu kubukak cerita bahawa aku sakit juak. Sik la sakit teruk sampey sik larat oh, choi!!! Sik sihat ala-ala manja jak gitu, atchium-atchium  jak. Last Sunday bangun tido alu start berkasik, geruk asa skres, maka start la asa mah nyawa, sikda selera makan kak ya sik bertenaga. Tapi ya bukan la isi kandungan buku teks k? Tajuk sebenar hari ini ialah kaitan kasih-sayang dengan kesihatan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y'all tauk kan, laki ku sikda di sisi kinek, paling menyesakkan recent update madah nya tambah period kerja to 120-150 days approx. Alu semput dada I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, back to our topic, berdasarkan kajian, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;orang yang berpasangan lebih sihat berbanding orang single&lt;/span&gt;.  Maksudnya, paras hormon happy a.k.a endorfin dalam badan kita sentiasa terhasil akibat ransangan rasa bahagia dari daily gestures like hugging, touching, etc...yang aku malu mok tulis sini. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;Kajian sentiasa membuktikan individu yang gembira adalah lebih terhindar dari jangkitan bakteria atau virus-virus yang merbahaya, ke berbahaya, ada cikgu BM sik mok correct aku? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kajian Kes&lt;/span&gt; :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Mr Vai jauh, sikda orang sayang me everyday, sikda orang make proper breakfast sebelum turun kerja sebab bininya gago conteng muka, sikda orang berik hug lamak-lamak just to say it's OK when problems come up. Sebab yalah aku kenak selesema, sore throat and might be cold fever hanya setelah Mr Vai e-mailed me about his extended working days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Passionate kisses are good for your oral health!&lt;/strong&gt;It’s not all doom and gloom. Research into passionate kissing has uncovered many valuable health benefits. Healthier mouth, saliva contains substances that fight bacteria, viruses and fungi. Deep kissing increases the flow of saliva, which helps to keep the mouth, teeth and gums healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kajian Kes&lt;/span&gt; : Sikkan aku mok cium tokey mi kolok ya... isk...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is always good for your heart&lt;/span&gt;. When with your loved ones your blood pressure goes down, allowing better reasoning and keeping anger at bay. Good blood pressure means good heart condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kajian Kes&lt;/span&gt; : Bila sang Arjuna jauh di mata, jiwa mala jak datang moha. Asa emosi lalu mok ngansa' jak nyawa. Hilang pen pun emosi, sungguh tidak munasabah. Selalu macam tok boleh sakit jantung seh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love makes you put more regard on your health status&lt;/span&gt;. You will want to be around longer so you put effort in securing good health.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kajian Kes&lt;/span&gt; : Kenak aku peratikan, laki aku ya makin Tall, Dark and Gendut jak oh... Ok at least rasa sayang antara kami 2 dah memotivasikan nya eksesais, start jogging yang lamak sik diamal, makan oat untuk kurangkan kolestrol dan berusaha berhenti merokok. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love makes you look good&lt;/span&gt;. Actually, cinta tok molah kita 'feel' good. Secara tak langsung akan membuatkan kita glow. Seri kata orang, cuba nanga muka bakal pengantin, kacak sik?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kajian Kes&lt;/span&gt; : Sikboh molah kajian, I nang sentiasa Hot Gojes and Fabeles. hehe...hik-hik..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Bagaimana Untuk Memupuk Kasih Sayang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SENTIASA BERKOMUNIKASI&lt;br /&gt;-walau jauh travelling, kita ada sms, video call, e-mail, so apa cara sekalipun sentiasa lah cari jalan untuk berkomunikasi. Kalau berdekatan eloklah diamalkan meluangkan masa bercakap berdua hati ke hati. Quality time kata orang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SENTIASA COMPLIMENT EACH OTHER&lt;br /&gt;-jangan kedekut pujian, kalau masa bergerek selalu memuji, dah kawen tu teruskan lah... Apa salahnya puji, 'nyaman laksa tok yang...kalah laksa di kedey' ndak ka kembang dada bini mendengarnya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIPTA HOBI TERSENDIRI&lt;br /&gt;-unik untuk anda berdua, suka pangku-memangku kah, cari kutu laki kah, cat kuku bini kah, manicure/pedicure laki kah, something intimate, untuk men'sweet'kan perhubungan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TERIMA KEKURANGAN PASANGAN&lt;br /&gt;-jangan kelebihan ajak. sayangi pasangan kita sepenuhnya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIPTA HUBUNGAN HARMONI DENGAN KELUARGA SIDIA&lt;br /&gt;-percayalah, semua yang sudah berkahwin akan mengakui hakikat tok. keluarga pasangan kita menyumbang kepada keharmonian hubungan kita laki-bini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sekian tips-tips untuk hari ini, nyawa agik malas tok mok menghurai, cintai dirimu sayangi cintamu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-6119514123829756008?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/6119514123829756008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/cinta-anugerah-terindah.html#comment-form' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6119514123829756008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6119514123829756008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/cinta-anugerah-terindah.html' title='CINTA ANUGERAH TERINDAH'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-579166883395102215</id><published>2010-04-15T15:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-15T15:22:44.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>WHEN I FORGOT MY AGE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ini entry amnesia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;There are times when I have to stop and recall my year of birth and start counting my age at present year. Lame, but I just don't feel myself worrying about my age. I find it funny that I, a woman have---not the same worries many other woman does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's fine to eventually have a few creases at certain age.   Who doesn't age? But I think running for age-defying serum at 18 y.o is silly. Spending thousands on these products also, is silly. If you can afford it, it's fine. But not for those who have to borrow for cosmetic surgery. Practice good lifestyle, healthy food, work out regularly, laugh and smile a lot can do you good in the long run. Worrying makes you age faster, so try not no worry too much for it doesn't solve the problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a1ZKIAJCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nDjXlUoOkoQ/s1600/sedey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a1ZKIAJCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nDjXlUoOkoQ/s320/sedey.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460251042052580386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is OK to gain few kilos because it means you had enjoyed good food. Never starve yourself, have food. But just watch it, don't get FAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a7ygZ2u3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/1MxAUfKCG-g/s1600/FAT+WOMen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a7ygZ2u3I/AAAAAAAAAF8/1MxAUfKCG-g/s320/FAT+WOMen.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460258074599537522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dress your age is so...passe. Wear your dress not the other way round. If your dress from your 20's still look good on your 30's or 40's body, so be it-WEAR IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Stay in love, you'l forget your age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a7yxMMPXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3DcsYRoQ4nU/s1600/muah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a7yxMMPXI/AAAAAAAAAGE/3DcsYRoQ4nU/s320/muah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460258079105629554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why this post today? hehe...bunyik macam Ahmoi yerk... Because I saw these. When I said forget your age I didn't mean you can intentionally make yourself look OLD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Duffy is 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a1YflnwgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oAu0zDjp6xc/s1600/duffy+26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a1YflnwgI/AAAAAAAAAFk/oAu0zDjp6xc/s320/duffy+26.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460251030634086914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amy Winehouse is 26&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a1YKvcDGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1Iw2qoiymdo/s1600/amywine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a1YKvcDGI/AAAAAAAAAFc/1Iw2qoiymdo/s320/amywine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460251025038117986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miley Cyrus is 17!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a1YyZS6fI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JnVKlnzC150/s1600/miley+17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 280px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a1YyZS6fI/AAAAAAAAAFs/JnVKlnzC150/s320/miley+17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460251035682662898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Freakin' Me out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sheesh-----&gt;keep yourself youthful, feel young at heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-579166883395102215?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/579166883395102215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-i-forgot-my-age.html#comment-form' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/579166883395102215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/579166883395102215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-i-forgot-my-age.html' title='WHEN I FORGOT MY AGE'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8a1ZKIAJCI/AAAAAAAAAF0/nDjXlUoOkoQ/s72-c/sedey.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-6234196118231580425</id><published>2010-04-11T22:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T22:48:39.688+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BM/BI/BMS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Entry Jiwa Yang Miang</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aku tahu aku tengah emo, tapi something terjadi bikin aku sengih-sengih gagahkan diri buat entry baru. So enjoy yek?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bermula topik hari ini let me cherita how I was back at school. My hair was frizzy and bad hair day was everyday. I had 1 missing front tooth which made me look funny and dorky. I always avoid wearing glasses until Form 6, then my degree got worse. Seriously sikit lagi macam Ugly Betty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8HV1nLQ1-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ilalyz4vJtc/s1600/betty_la_fea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8HV1nLQ1-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ilalyz4vJtc/s320/betty_la_fea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458879340375758818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was a chirpy one, somehow many found me annoying. I fear not making bold statements thus creating unwanted enemies. But I don't care. Most boys stayed away from me, and I had very few girlfriends. Not so fun teen days, being a school prefect doesn't help either. So I assume there are no admirers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Terkayang-kayang (yer...merayau-rayau, betul kah?) dalam facebook hari ini aku jumpa seorang insan/mamat yang pernah jadi schoolmate/classmate/playmate-err. Terjadi la insiden 'add as friend' and then terus chat sekejap. Last kitorang jumpa masa Form 5 dulu, itupun tak sama kelas he being the superior brain performance and me the one notch lower.  Mamat ni dulu pendiam, diam sangat kadang-kadang answer dia cuma angguk dan geleng sahaja. Jarang sangat nak tengok dia hoo-haa, kecuali kalau dia salah makan. Hehe... And this guy is VERY smart, dalam top 7 achiever di sekolah la jugak. So when we found each other dalam FB terjadi la chat berikut, swear to GOD Mr Vai shouldn't know. *ada ubahsuai ye...so lebih kurang jak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: i sik recognize u lah, u look different now, mengancam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: oh u flaterer, I am flat on the floor dah. bet u learned and now a gentleman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: well, tapi sik la kasanova, I was your silent admirer back at school u know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: apa sejak 2 menjak I tukar gambar profile everybody seem to be my 'secret admirer' dah... I thought back then u boys hate me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: well, not me, I like u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;This other guy cuma pernah Form 1 saja before switching school. Smart too as he started Form 1 with Petronas full scholarship. He hated my hair, hated my guts and last night confessed that he too, was my secret admirer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G: aku sik suka bila kau sik senyum mun kenak anok, but actually I hated you because I was not at your level. u were so confident, I was scared of u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: well I never knew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;KONKLUSINYA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;These guys are now successful in their career, yang sorang makin hensem, mata sepet, selebih chat content adalah sama, regretting their choice of being only silent admirer. They could have  stood a chance of 'having' me, now they see morphed from an ugly duckling to a pretty swan(yer...sempat puji dirik) if they acted sooner. Both said sayangnya you dah tak available. Well, hakikatnya begitu, selalunya yang hodoh, tembam, sepet, hitam,bangang, nerd, dorky, pendiam masa zaman sekolah dulu might likely be the successful, hansome, rich, witty, charming, pretty, hot, gojes and fabulous. You never know. Pengajarannya, kalau AWAK berkenan dengan seseorang, luahkan biar dia tahu. Kalau dah terlambat nanti gigit jari  sampai kudung, apa retinya? And for those yang masih hodoh-tembam-sepet-hitam-bangang-nerd-dorky-pendiam, don't despair, masih ada masa untuk awak untuk BLOOM sampai mana tahu jadi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMG macam Orlandoo Bloom ke,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8HXUkeweXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/r_nmfUE7iqc/s1600/orlando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 201px; height: 252px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8HXUkeweXI/AAAAAAAAAFM/r_nmfUE7iqc/s320/orlando.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458880971739789682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; WEWIIT macam Liv Tyler ke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8HXvSMpYKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hn60kHGU2Mw/s1600/liv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 113px; height: 141px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8HXvSMpYKI/AAAAAAAAAFU/hn60kHGU2Mw/s320/liv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458881430688456866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;We never know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tapi dah borak-borak dengan Ashley, I have to agree. Kadang-kadang rekindled relationship tok boleh menggugat rasa jiwa dan raga, tapi jangan sampai salah langkah. What you have now is the one you need to appreciate more than the past. Walau sehensem mana pun jejaka dalam FB kamu itu, walau dia jadi engineer gaji ribu-riban, walau  secantik mana pun kawan lama awak itu dalam FB because we girls sure know how to manipulate camera angles to accentuate our assets if wished. Camwhoring is what we do best so watch out. What you see isn't necessarily what you'll get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kalau ada pasangan 'sekarang' yang menghargai, menyayangi, setia dan sanggup berkorban jaga kamu berhingus tak bangun katil seminggu, cuci seluar dalam kamu sebab kamu tak larat, tak malu beli pad or tampon untuk kamu masa emergency, yang tahu kamu selalu kentut pagi atau malam,  tahu kamu alergik udang so dia makan/kutip udang dalam mee kamu dan beri daging ayam dalam mee dia pulak for you, itulah orang yang layak mendapat perhatian dan kesetiaan kamu. So know your priority. Jangan tergugat dengan apa yang terpampang dalam FB dan kenangan lampau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you guys, but I'm just not available. Aku sengih-sengih lagi. Jom tukar gambar profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-6234196118231580425?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/6234196118231580425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/entry-jiwa-yang-miang.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6234196118231580425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6234196118231580425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/entry-jiwa-yang-miang.html' title='Entry Jiwa Yang Miang'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S8HV1nLQ1-I/AAAAAAAAAFE/Ilalyz4vJtc/s72-c/betty_la_fea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-819941283320081733</id><published>2010-04-10T22:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T22:28:29.820+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious face'/><title type='text'>Entry Sarcastic</title><content type='html'>Riang sungguh aku dua tiga hari ini, modem aku mati, susah gaban nak install pulak. Riang sebab marah-marah, kejap hidup kejap mati. Riang sebab keypad jadi bebal, tekan o jadi p. Riang sebab icon desktop pun hilang macam biskut cipsmore. Sungguh obvious ada hantu dalam komputer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Biar aku moody sekejap, dengan hormon hujung bulan, dengan laki yang jauh di mata,  huh, sungguh alasan malas mok hapdet blog, hehe...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-819941283320081733?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/819941283320081733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/entry-sarcastic.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/819941283320081733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/819941283320081733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/entry-sarcastic.html' title='Entry Sarcastic'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-7470910431875401181</id><published>2010-04-06T21:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T21:24:42.087+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gizmo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>Nikon D90 for RM3800</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7s1cO1tI0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/uOEzA7BLSt8/s1600/nikon-d90.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7s1cO1tI0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/uOEzA7BLSt8/s320/nikon-d90.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457014132625449794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ADA MAU? KURANG TIDAK BOLEY, LEBEH BOLEYLA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condition tip-top&lt;br /&gt;Baru sangat2&lt;br /&gt;Memory 8Gb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;#hehe...saja jak mek speku nanga ada sik orang mok beli rega ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-7470910431875401181?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/7470910431875401181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/d90-for-rm3800.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/7470910431875401181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/7470910431875401181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/d90-for-rm3800.html' title='Nikon D90 for RM3800'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7s1cO1tI0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/uOEzA7BLSt8/s72-c/nikon-d90.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-5041321285183421112</id><published>2010-04-03T10:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T22:08:46.563+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gizmo'/><title type='text'>OMG! OMG! I Dig This!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7ai5_szGuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vMwxmhz8oeA/s1600/olympus-pen-e-pl-back-665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7ai5_szGuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vMwxmhz8oeA/s320/olympus-pen-e-pl-back-665.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455727115841510114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;sexy back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7ab2NNbL6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/IutLyFicM64/s1600/olym1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7ab2NNbL6I/AAAAAAAAAEk/IutLyFicM64/s320/olym1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455719354167144354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sleek front&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG!!! Aku ada DSLR yang bernama D90, and it's darn hard to use. Dahla berat. Mok belajar terpaksa ikut team outdoor photophilia yang mostly amik gambar model gigi jongang or perut ada 4 spare tyre or male model yang ada 1pack abdomen rather than 6pack hunk. They chase sunset, moonset, no set, water tide, building, landscape, wedding and what nots. No fun seriously especially when it comes to people feeling harrassed by constant random clicks around them.. And I have no time to do so unless if I'm single. D90 ended up berehat dalam kotak sik terguna macam kasam basik, waiting for Mr Vai to come home and make love with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I do love taking photo dengan camera compact, and this one really fits the bill. Mahal (3K++ OK?) tapi worth the buy I guess. Ladies must agree compact stuff win! This camera is only 296 gm. Handbag aku berat dengan macam2 barang yang I'm not really sure I can live without so imagine kalau aku heret DSLR here and there. And the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Olympus PEN E-PL1&lt;/span&gt; is a win again in term of handling, practically DSLR quality for a dummy like me. Memandangkan I don't dig learning manual setting  ia ada Live Guide for starter macam cikgu ajar murid, which I really loike. And when you feel so dumb the dummy can be you can always rely on this function - iAuto or Intellegent Auto. In term of style it comes in 3 colors here in Malaysia which are black, white and GOLD... now I'm drooling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7ab1RuhNCI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oauUlMxgamU/s1600/olym3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 191px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7ab1RuhNCI/AAAAAAAAAEU/oauUlMxgamU/s320/olym3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455719338199823394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Lens kit 14-42mm f/3.5-5.6 M yang boleh diasingkan dengan body. It has 12.3 megapix sensor quality for goodness sake! Can capture video in 720p HD movie too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you happened to be a lens geekoes, eleven lenses have now been formally launched for the Micro Four Thirds system, if you include the new, simplified version of the 14-42mm kit lens launched with the E-PL1. Lenses are available to cover ranges from 7-200mm (14-400mm equivalent), though only the 17, 20 and 45mm focal lengths are available at F2.8 or faster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7ab1MYcdtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/nNWWjy2Zfbc/s1600/olym4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7ab1MYcdtI/AAAAAAAAAEM/nNWWjy2Zfbc/s320/olym4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455719336765060818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7ab0-RM3GI/AAAAAAAAAEE/T_N2HtGu4IM/s1600/olym5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7ab0-RM3GI/AAAAAAAAAEE/T_N2HtGu4IM/s320/olym5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455719332976581730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK basically I'm in love with this camera tapi tengah modal-less to own one. Tunggu Mr Vai gaji then maybe I'll consider membodek him to buy me one. Or maybe not. Ada contest yang offer this thing kah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-5041321285183421112?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/5041321285183421112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/omg-omg-i-dig-this.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/5041321285183421112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/5041321285183421112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/omg-omg-i-dig-this.html' title='OMG! OMG! I Dig This!'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7ai5_szGuI/AAAAAAAAAEs/vMwxmhz8oeA/s72-c/olympus-pen-e-pl-back-665.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-1441002688729684934</id><published>2010-04-02T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-02T12:21:51.122+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>He's Not Laughing Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7VrM10hecI/AAAAAAAAADU/9QcnZXwqxJ0/s1600/din.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7VrM10hecI/AAAAAAAAADU/9QcnZXwqxJ0/s320/din.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455384391979203010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lelaki ini tidak lawak, tidak hebat melawak, cuma lawak lame dia boleh remind kita that life is too short not to laugh. Dia paksa kita sengih kambing otw turun kerja dengar Riuh Pagi Era.  Cara dia approach was just like; a guy cuba charm a new girl, lame sangat. And yet you still smile though not ROTFLYAO. He's the kind of guy you never care for when he's around and then you'll miss him when he's gone. Personaliti yang sharp and uber nice within. Without him now Riuh Pagi Era will be less unique, and I'm sure I'd be yawning right till the moment I arrive to the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Din Beramboi @ Mior Ahmad Fuad bin Mior Badri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll miss you man, really. May Your Soul Rest In Peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-1441002688729684934?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/1441002688729684934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/hes-not-laughing-today.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1441002688729684934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1441002688729684934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/04/hes-not-laughing-today.html' title='He&apos;s Not Laughing Today'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S7VrM10hecI/AAAAAAAAADU/9QcnZXwqxJ0/s72-c/din.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-3984438659154312463</id><published>2010-03-31T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:29:30.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>BULAN MENUNGGU PUNGGUK_sigh_</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pagi tadi Mr Vai hantar aku turun kerja. Niat asal was to have breakfast together but memandangkan nya dah aher lalu lah lalang sik jadi. Ya now he's gone, away offshore. Away for maybe 50 days or more. Aik mata aku walau ditahan mauk juak bocor kedak paip dalam public toilet. Beg nya udah ku pack; coverall/check-boots/check-boxers/check-allnighter/check. Senangnya packing beg makhluk nama lelaki. Kubekalkan oat and minyak panas, sweet kan? Adoehhh...mun ikut nyawa mauk bekalkan sigek supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macam&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;macam&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dipesannya&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;jaga&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;anak&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bait2. Mun stress &lt;/span&gt;iboh&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;suka&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ngigit&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;anak&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;sakit&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ya. &lt;/span&gt;Makan tengah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hari&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;jangan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tinggal&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;pukul&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tiga&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;bukan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; lunch &lt;/span&gt;dah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Mun &lt;/span&gt;rindu&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ngan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nya&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sikboh&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mala&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;jak nanga&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; video file &lt;/span&gt;dalam&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;henpon&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;makin&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;piluk&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kelak&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;katanya&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Ikan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;masin&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;jangan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dimakan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;selalu&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;tinggi&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;darah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kelak&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Sayur&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;makan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;iboh&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;susun&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tepi&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pinggan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;Baju&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;malam&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tadik&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cucikan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;jangan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mok simpan&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pakey&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cium&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tiap&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;malam&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;mbak&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tido&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kedak&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hari&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ya, tuala juak. &lt;/span&gt;Malam&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tido&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;awal&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;laki&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sikda neman&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kelakar&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tengah&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;malam&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;kelak&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;hantu&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;datang&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;tetak&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nanga&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;aku&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; main &lt;/span&gt;Facebook&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;pukul&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; 1.30 &lt;/span&gt;pagi&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. Blogging ya jangan mok muji laki dirikmpun ajak2, mual orang baca. Boh manas jak kerja.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesan&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;aku&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;ngan&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;nya&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;? &lt;/span&gt;Jaga&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;diri&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;sia&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;. I'll miss you, *sob-sob, come back safely okay? *sob-sob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aok laki ku lebih banyak menjaga dari dijaga. So independent I dont know what to really care about him. Sebab ya bila nya pegi walau ke Bintulu sekalipun aku akan rasa lost and lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang cuma tauk kerja offshore tok masyuk...lumayan donk. Aok tapi aku rasa sentiasa bermain dengan bahaya. Mun sampey pegi ke pesisir Iran aku risaukan Al-Qaeda movements who kidnap and torture and kill and what not anything that goes across their path. African seas are infested with kidnapers too, mostly pirates. Where there is blackgold there will also be monster predators. Yang aku belum dengar is platform minyak kenak hijack*choi*. Malangnya tempat jin bertendang ya lah lubuk rejeki orang kedak laki ku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the least I could do is pray for his wellbeing and wait for a safe return. And bila nya cuti I'm sure he's just as happy being a home-husband taking care of his house and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesanan penaja : distance makes the heart grows fonder. true sangat2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#esok lusa I'll be back. until then, let me schmell his night shirt to my heart's content.         &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-3984438659154312463?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/3984438659154312463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/03/bulan-menunggu-pungguksigh.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3984438659154312463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3984438659154312463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/03/bulan-menunggu-pungguksigh.html' title='BULAN MENUNGGU PUNGGUK_sigh_'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-2843922907836502610</id><published>2010-03-18T12:44:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T13:39:12.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAG'/><title type='text'>ANUGERAH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S6GGFcNZb-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Scmg25JsP8Y/s1600-h/beautifulbloggeraward_thumb22a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 212px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449784452124864482" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S6GGFcNZb-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Scmg25JsP8Y/s320/beautifulbloggeraward_thumb22a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK here we go. Mizara ngan Ahmoi memang sikmauk aku lamak gilak berhibernasi sidak nya pegi give me this wonderful award I kinda like see as another form of TAGging. Nice...now I can't just ignore you. Genius...However thank you all for awarding me this &lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;mantel as a Beautiful Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahmoi put me on no.1; what the huh. So here goes nothing.&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to work out 15 recipients as that will take up so much time so I've decided anybody reading will be a winner, wohooo!!! This means jejaka pun boleh la dikira beautiful blogger ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. YOU 6. YOU 11. YOU&lt;br /&gt;2. YOU 7. YOU 12. YOU&lt;br /&gt;3. YOU 8. YOU 13. YOU&lt;br /&gt;4. YOU 9. YOU 14. YOU&lt;br /&gt;5. YOU 10. YOU 15. YOU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOLEH ka???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 things about myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm a born Public Speaker, so don't argue with me or you'll have a lot of reason to hate me. I was in the debate team too. Which also spells trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I love fish end of the story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Aku alergik 'shelled seafood' meaning udang, ketam, kerang dan ... Tapi dah nama degil, makan jak asal jangan banyak gilak. Dapat diterima mun masak rebus, panggang dan deep fried. Keyword is moderation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Aku gila PEKASAM; jujoh ayek liur ngenang... Am a certified addict pun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Sarcastic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Pemarah, sangat tidak sabar but I'm working on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Kuat mengelamun sampey Mr Vai *imagine bunyi cerita dongeng* kreung.... kring.... tingtong... everytime he caught me staring blank. And he'd go snap2! Its an escapade really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RASANYA ITU SAHAJA SAYA MAHU KEMBALI MEMBACA. BABAI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MAJULAH BELOG UNTUK NEGARA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-2843922907836502610?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2843922907836502610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/03/anugerah.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2843922907836502610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2843922907836502610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/03/anugerah.html' title='ANUGERAH'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S6GGFcNZb-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/Scmg25JsP8Y/s72-c/beautifulbloggeraward_thumb22a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-6698284636966834173</id><published>2010-03-14T21:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T21:32:59.195+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>Aku Hilang Arah</title><content type='html'>Halo...&lt;br /&gt;       Tauk ku...lamak sik ngepost papa sitok. Tapi kalian harus paham, mun jak ada kalian yang baca belog aku. Aku sibuk...gilak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku ada Lord Of The Ring 1,2,3 to watch.&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter 5 siri.&lt;br /&gt;Chucky 1-5 juak.&lt;br /&gt;The  Proposal DVD.&lt;br /&gt;Alice in Wonderland(tok belom gik).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On top of that aku ada 3 Sidney Sheldon to read too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why in the blue planet do I have to do these things? Well, maybe I'm simply a pathetic geek. Musim membaca  sudah tiba, ada tanda akan berhibernasi lama-lama sampai kenak rehab gik.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manage yourself, I'll be bak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-6698284636966834173?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/6698284636966834173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/03/aku-hilang-arah.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6698284636966834173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6698284636966834173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/03/aku-hilang-arah.html' title='Aku Hilang Arah'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8848334616869743726</id><published>2010-03-07T21:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:27:28.660+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>LOVE ME LOVE ME NOT</title><content type='html'>Dear BDiary&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s been long since I last wrote down my two cents in here.  So far I was caught-up in an emotional turbulance which disable my rational thinking and drown my happy self. Nobody said it’s going to be easy, life is not easy, relationship is not easy, and marriage CERTAINLY is not easy. Forgive me Bdiary, it was hard for me to put down my feelings in words. But now I think the time comes for me to share with you something about myself, my opinion on relationship and how far would you go for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am easy to read, like an open book with illustrations. I am not good at hiding my feelings, so transparent that if I like/love somebody it shows and if I hate certain thing/person it shows even more.  My action always betray my conscience, when I wanted to appear angry I’d cry, and it’s not easy to appear icy when all you want is to communicate and clear the air. When all effort to veil my feeling failed, I’d still end up crying. My heart is so fragile my tears are like windscreen shower. When I see an old lady alone at coffee shop I can’t help but think that she’s alone in life then I’d feel sad. I saw and old man at bus stop and can’t help myself thinking his children left him. And now there’s abandoned baby everywhere, my tear went auto pilot. When I’m emotional I find my way into this blog, and let you buggers read my mind. Hmmm…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there’s anything that my heart refuse to give in easily it will be forgiveness. I don’t forgive easily, I don’t forget easily, maybe not a good quality but it keeps me from hurting myself when betrayal repeats itself.  But I don’t revenge, it is not my style. Mr Vai doesn’t appologize with ease, it is always me who embrace humility to make up after each fight. When we fight he tends to space himself from me [I hate being alien to him] in order to avoid further damage from painful words we throw at each other. Truth is always painful so we deny it so often it hurts the other party. The act of humility is noble, at least to me. When you are in a relationship WORTH SAVING, it is important to know when to swallow your ego. A man will always be man, they have an ego size bigger than their brain and penis combined its true. So I always appologize although I know I wasn’t at fault. But then again after I appologize, he’ll usually realize how much I love him that I’m willing to always give in to him. And I get his respect. Most of the time it is up to us women to start an effort in order to save our love, keep the fire burning, keep the passion alive and ultimately keep HIM by ourside. Many of us tried and failed, then it may be because the relationship wasn’t meant to be. If that happens, it is not our fault. Don’t blame yourself when all your effort to save your relationship goes down into the drain, unappreciated. Don’t punnish yourself for being in the failure. But think of it as a loss for him to let go of a precious love you offered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note that in any argument, never show it to public or people around you. I made it a must to solve any conflict behind the kids. SMSes, e-mail, in the car are the privacy available for choice. I so far had managed to keep verbal arguments at bay by texting Mr Vai while we’re taking our time away from each other. He may be in the verandah and me in the kitchen but we always manage to solve everything without shouting at each other through SMSes. It is better that way compared to talking when mad during which we tend to slip tongue and said things we don’t really mean. At least through SMSes we get the time space to let words go through our head and let the tiny brain work on better reasoning. And then, when it comes to mending heart wound always start with a touch - on his hand. It doesn’t really matter who started the fight, for all my concern we live a short life to waste time on silly and regretful fights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However I’m big in my effort to show my affection towards my loved ones. Never was I lack of hugs and kisses, I made it seem normal to hug and kiss Mr Vai in front of his family, and kids too. It is not to show off how loving we are, but I am determined to nurture love in the family unit itself simply by showing a good example. The first time was awkward for sure. Many men find it hard to express themselves, so be strong enough to show how. But when he doesn’t show it, do not despair. Man are like walls, you can lean on it when needed but don’t expect it to embrace you and offer soothing words like a girlfriend do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was always afraid of relationship that I never stand a date more than 3 months.  My allergy towards men was incureable that I broke much heart along the way before I meet my husband. When I met Mr Vai I however was enchanted. I knew I want to keep him forever, grow old together and I told him so.  And here we are braving the fourth year together towards many years ahead. My friends think I sacrifice a lot for him, he thinks I sacrificed everything for him but yet I think there’s nothing to gain but LOVE. I’ve waited long for this relationship to happen and to be honest I am blessed to have my dream realized. He never gave me flower, not a petal, and I never hoped for it. It is a winning game, where I have to forgo common romantic imagination for a better real life deal. But he talks like a baby when he feels like it, lie down on my lap and let me listen to his pain, ease his stress. Honestly I was underloved as a child since my step mother doesn’t show much affection towards me. Mr Vai knew of that and now he showered me with love. He watch my diet, ask me about work although I know he doesn’t understand my rambling, and even occasionally baths me *blush*. When I’m in difficult situation and he have no word of comfort to offer, he simply hugs me, and let me wet him with my tears. He is protective of me and that always bring tear to my eyes. What can I say, I am just blessed and very teary too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So BDiary, or anybody reading,&lt;br /&gt;When looking for a relationship, find one that completes you as a piece. You are a partner not an arm candy. Find the one who give back. Like me maybe you’ll have to make do with the small attention he gives for an unquestionable love and loyalty he has to offer. You may get a typical unromantic husband like mine, but unromantic doesn’t mean unloving. His affection doesn’t have to be made public, just enough for you to know is fine. Find one who appreciates, and honour you as a gift from GOD. Find one who can protect you from harm. And make sure he can accept you as who you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your heart is hurt, give it some time to heal. Things happen for a reason, and time will tell what reason. The next time you find a true love, you’ll feel complete. But a successful relationship needs effort to nurture so be ready to give in whenever it matters. Never expect perfection or you’ll be disappointed. If he’s a fire then be the water. Man are meant to be superior, they were engineered that way so don’t bruise their ego. But NEVER be a doormat, know when to stand for yourself and leave. And pray…may the divine power help keep the love alive till we die, and set a good example of true love to our generations. I would love to have my future grandchildren grow up to be loving, humble and caring people, and tell their own kids about the love story of their great ancestors. That will be sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then,&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8848334616869743726?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8848334616869743726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-me-love-me-not.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8848334616869743726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8848334616869743726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/03/love-me-love-me-not.html' title='LOVE ME LOVE ME NOT'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-1838110261226511072</id><published>2010-02-21T20:30:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-21T21:18:54.539+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TAG'/><title type='text'>akhirnya aku di-TAG!!! WARGHHHHH</title><content type='html'>Mun kitakurang ada baca blog tok dari post awal2 lagi, kitakurang tau aku bukan mangsa TAG and sentiasa mengelak nge-TAG. Bukan anti-sosial ya, cuma dasar pemalas, kerja nge-TAG tok bagiku untuk urang rajin jak, tapi kali tok aku terkena, ayak!!! Ok lah...beradik CULLEN aku nge-TAG maka haruslah aku menjawab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1. adakah anda rasa HOT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;aku sentiasa perasan hot, gojes and fabulous, so yeah, I'm HOT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2. upload wallpaper pc/laptop yang anda guna sekarang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 327px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440663889126979282" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S4Ee-zW1dtI/AAAAAAAAACw/vfvtzRz5K5Q/s320/ocean+adventure+024.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3. cerita pasal gambar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mr Vai amik masa di Subic Bay Philippines last year, he so bangga kodok ngan gambar tok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4. bila kali terakhir anda makan pizza?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2 years ago, since switching to blood-drinking-pale-vampire-look i just can't tolerate pizza, it toxify my system, mwahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5. lagu terakhir anda dengar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;footprints in the sand by kak Ona "Leona Lewis'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6. ape yang anda buat selain menyelesaikan TAG ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ngerepak mauk kemeh, pi malas mok angkat sebab mok siap TAG cepat, huh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7. selain nama sendiri anda dipanggil nama ape&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;miss (always a miss)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;cik (orang siktauk aku dah berlaki)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;adik (by abang2 misai kucing garong)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;kak (tok bagi bebudak yang sik tauk apa reti umur)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8. TAG lagi 8 orang (woh2 bukan salah aku nak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;~ok aku TAG jak walau dah kenak TAG, so mun mok tulis 2/3 kali sela lah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AMOI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FAIZAL N FASHITAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MIZARA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;DUEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PAK DUKUN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FLEECE MASTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;HAJIB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FLORANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9. siapakah orang no.1 kepada anda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;AMOI~amoi yang always remind me of the one I could've been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10. katakan sesuatu mengenai orang no.5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;PAK DUKUN~haha...tengah kanji mok nikah, sila hantar rombongan meminang nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11. no.3 ada hubungan dengan sape?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MIZARA~apa lagi? mamam mamam dan mamam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12. bagaimana pula dengan no.4?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;DUEY~ harusnya ada hubungan sulit ngan Becky M. Leogardo, ney ndak alah percaya kejelitaan hak milik setiap insan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13. pesanan kepada orang no.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FLEECE MASTER kim salam ngan Obama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14. kata2 cinta untuk orang no.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;FnF ~ cinta terlalu besar untuk disukat, terlalu dekat untuk dilihat, terlalu manis untuk dirasa, sangat dalam untuk diselam, sangat sulit dimengerti, terlalu luas untuk dilihat, ia cuma ada di hati, dapat dinikmati, walau jauh terpisah, seberang benua, seberang nyawa, cuma ada percaya dalam jiwa, cinta sentiasa ada. wah!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15. adakah no.7 dan no.8 mempunyai persamaan?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1 MALAYSIA haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16. berikan 5 perkara yang anda tahu mengenai orang yang menTAG anda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ASMA&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; CULLEN&lt;/span&gt; ya perempuan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nya suka ijo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nya suka budak, tapi itu lakonan semata-mata, 5 menet pasya nya gigit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nya suka lagu endon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and she's a LIVERPUDLIAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;chop2x-bukan Q tok tanya tell 5 things about myself ka? ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm kind hearted&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'm foul mouthed person when angry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I CRY easily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I always believe GOD loves me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I like IKAN MASIN N PEKASAM, so the nyums lah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17. persamaan kambing dan lembu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4 kaki&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18. perasaan anda wat tag ini&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sungguh malas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19. adakah anda tahu si razman itu sengal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I have to google that name and hell, aku sik kenal mak nya maka aku sik kenal lah anak nya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20. GAY or LES?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mauk mati aku kenak tembak bapak aku, NO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so there...susah payah aku nahan kemeh, adeh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-1838110261226511072?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/1838110261226511072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/02/akhirnya-aku-di-tag-warghhhhh.html#comment-form' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1838110261226511072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1838110261226511072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/02/akhirnya-aku-di-tag-warghhhhh.html' title='akhirnya aku di-TAG!!! WARGHHHHH'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/S4Ee-zW1dtI/AAAAAAAAACw/vfvtzRz5K5Q/s72-c/ocean+adventure+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-2568994660814374064</id><published>2010-02-13T19:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-13T20:49:27.972+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><title type='text'>semalam hari apa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;marek&lt;/span&gt;... my BIRTHDAY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aok&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;marek&lt;/span&gt; birthday &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kek&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pezen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;peluk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cium&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;macam&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;macam&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ada&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and 3 &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tahun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;gik&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, 30??? &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;adoh&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sikhal&lt;/span&gt;, lets just enjoy the present. now I'm just 27, so there, entry &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;malas&lt;/span&gt; birthday girl, still &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;angau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dengan&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hadiah&lt;/span&gt; '&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;istimewa&lt;/span&gt;' MR.&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;VAI&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;marek&lt;/span&gt;. hehehe...hihihi...apakah &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;itewww&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;esok&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tahun&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;baru&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;cina&lt;/span&gt;, we'll be celebrating it at aunty's place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'HAVE A SCRUMPTIOUS BIG DINNER FELLAS'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'GONG XI FA &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;CHAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-2568994660814374064?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2568994660814374064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/02/semalam-hari-apa.html#comment-form' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2568994660814374064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2568994660814374064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/02/semalam-hari-apa.html' title='semalam hari apa'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-6575731950452744919</id><published>2010-02-11T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T19:29:50.096+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Lagu Pujaan Minggu Ini</title><content type='html'>Well if you wonder apa jadi ngan aku beberapa hari tok, aku dah gila... Gila GOOGLE, gila mencarik, gila lagu sinta. Aku ada nanga Na O Mei, dalam lagu ya ada lagu sang lelaki memuja si wanita. Aku mula-mula stuck to Nidji - Dosakah Aku, tapi lagu ya bukan yang aku carik. Lamak ku meng-GOOGLE rambut ku jadi beruban merah, uban lanji kata Ashley, pipi ku sik berong, hidung jadi mancung. Akhirnya hari tok aku temu juak,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NAH! ~sesuai untuk memuja wanita anda, sempena Valentine ini. wohoooo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;DINDA by Mahkota Band&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9OqMSzGhPfg&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9OqMSzGhPfg&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-6575731950452744919?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/6575731950452744919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/02/lagu-pujaan-minggu-ini.html#comment-form' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6575731950452744919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6575731950452744919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/02/lagu-pujaan-minggu-ini.html' title='Lagu Pujaan Minggu Ini'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8407916902712267106</id><published>2010-02-10T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-11T16:17:40.496+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughstock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Something To Laugh At During Valentine</title><content type='html'>*pre-read warning, marriage isn't for everyone, for some, it's just plain disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Marriage Humour:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: 'What are you doing?'&lt;br /&gt;Husband: Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: 'Nothing...? You've been reading our marriage certificate for an hour.'&lt;br /&gt;Husband: 'I was looking for the expiration date.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife : 'Do you want dinner?'&lt;br /&gt;Husband: 'Sure! What are my choices?'&lt;br /&gt;Wife: 'Yes or no.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: 'You always carry my photo in your wallet.. Why?'&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: 'When there is a problem, no matter how great, I look at your picture and the problem disappears.'&lt;br /&gt;Wife: 'You see how miraculous and powerful I am for you?'&lt;br /&gt;Hubby: 'Yes! I see your picture and ask myself what other problem can there be greater than this one?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Stress Reliever&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl: 'When we get married, I want to share all your worries, troubles and lighten your burden.'&lt;br /&gt;Boy: 'It's very kind of you, darling, but I don't have any worries or troubles.'&lt;br /&gt;Girl: 'Well that's because we aren't married yet.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A newly married man asked his wife, 'Would you have married me if my father hadn't left me a fortune?'&lt;br /&gt;'Honey,' the woman replied sweetly, 'I'd have married you, NO MATTER WHO LEFT YOU A FORTUNE!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girl to her boyfriend: One kiss and I'll be yours forever.&lt;br /&gt;The guy replies: 'Thanks for the early warning.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wife asked her husband: 'What do you like most in me, my pretty face or my sexy body?'&lt;br /&gt;He looked at her from head to toe and replied: 'I like your sense of humour!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Husbands are husbands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was sitting reading his papers when his wife hit him round the head with a frying pan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'What was that for?' the man asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife replied 'That was for the piece of paper with the name Jenny on it that I found in your pants pocket'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man then said 'When I was at the races last week Jenny was the name of the horse I bet on'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife apologized and went on with the housework. Three days later the man is watching TV when his wife bashes him on the head with an even bigger frying pan, knocking him unconscious. Upon re-gaining consciousness the man asked why she had hit again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife replied: 'Your Horse phoned!!!! '&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8407916902712267106?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8407916902712267106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/02/something-to-laugh-at-during-valentine.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8407916902712267106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8407916902712267106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/02/something-to-laugh-at-during-valentine.html' title='Something To Laugh At During Valentine'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-1161727953754593203</id><published>2010-02-06T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T11:13:20.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious face'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>KAHWIN DAN KENDURI-an</title><content type='html'>OK. another 2cent here...mengenangkan aritok ada orang kawen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orang kawen aku nang malas mok datang unless aku rasa orang ya close to my heart[ eh Ahmoi mek rasa mek akan datang mun dijemput]. Ada beberapa keadaan yang akan molah aku malas datang atau mauk datang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ORANG YANG JEMPUT AKU SEBAB SIK NYAMAN MUN SIK JEMPUT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~kes tok selalunya orang ya kenal mak kau, bapak kau, mentua kau dan sapa-sapa di rumah yang dijemput. aok la nyeruk tapi mun kawen di hotel ya berpada la owh... ko rasa nyaman ka mun aku sikmok datang sebab ada komitmen lain mok di attend? save your budget by being selective, invite orang yang berkenaan sahaja, orang kawen tok kelak mun aku datang ka sik memang nya sik kenal aku pun, anak kawan mama-in-lo aku. bagi aku wedding should be intimate, lagi sweet, with people you know and dear to your heart. tok sik, orang nok dikelaie hujung tahun lepas pun diinvite pakey nyakit hati ngeso GABANnya wedding anak ya tek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. INVITE SEBAB ADA POTENSI ANG PAU BESAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~aok kami semua kerja, dalam 10 semeja tok ada la 2-3 orang gaji ribau-riban. but that doesn't mean we'll always fork hundreds for gifts. kinek tok, esp kawen hotel, mun sik diberik packet nang jelingan manja ya ada mengenak. aku bukan sik berik, tapi practice kinek tok nama kita ditulis sia rah depan peket, so if you give RM50 nang sengkek la kau. amik jak la iboh nulis segala... don't worry, lak my anniversary party i would make it clear in the cards 'NO GIFTS NECESSARY'. kitakurang dijemput untuk merayakan bukan makan buffet bayar ikut kepala. mun mok berik gifts, thank you. but if you don't have the budget for that, it's still OK just come and celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. SHOPPING BAJU PARTY, MAKE-UP, SET RAMBUT...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~i love shopping, tapi semata-mata untuk party orang yang aku sik kenal, well, wasting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. RUSHING PULANG KERJA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~well aku sometimes have to work on Saturday, so...malasnya! rushing pulang rumah, siap ngemas, siap laki [apakah disiapku], siap anak, ujung-ujung aku berkemban jak turun dinner ngembak sik sempat ngesep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. MAJLIS KAWEN IALAH SESI PORET-MEMORET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~time tok la makcik Aku Sik Kenal Mak Sapa akan mula skuad melodi, segmen terjah, 999, edisi siasat, kisah bulak, misteri nusantara, majalah 3,4,5, national geographic, nona, bersamamu dan banyak lagi. no explaination needed here. aku rasa orang bujang dara nang sik suka ditanyak ko bila gik, sapa gerek kau dah kinek? mun dah kawen; ko bila mok beranak? dah beranak ; ko bila mok tambah anak? aku rasa mun aku tanyak sidak masa kenduri arwah; Ko Bila Mok Mati Juak? nang mintak sumpah jadi iguana la aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TAPI AKU AKAN DATANG&lt;/strong&gt; mun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* terpaksala mun sedara aku mpun&lt;br /&gt;* aku rasa orang ya spesel, spesel edition,&lt;br /&gt;* aku ada masa terluang dan aku mauk datang&lt;br /&gt;~pendek kata aku akan datang *IF I FEEL LIKE IT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mah na nyawaku mok pegi dinner malam tok, apa la alasan aku sik pegi? RSVP pun sik dilayan, gine gayo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mun ada idea, apa ka alasan yang boleh digunapakai untuk sik datang. pikir lok...mok ngeTAG sik. ah!!!malas ku.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-1161727953754593203?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/1161727953754593203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/02/kahwin-dan-kenduri.html#comment-form' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1161727953754593203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1161727953754593203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/02/kahwin-dan-kenduri.html' title='KAHWIN DAN KENDURI-an'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-2674749910678880051</id><published>2010-02-04T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:42:44.303+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious face'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>LIFE IS UNFAIR</title><content type='html'>...hmmm...aku rasa aku sik bersedia mok berbicara soal hidup, sebab aku rasa aku sik matang. tapi oleh kerana mulutku ceredit dan otak ku sikmok melupakkan isu-isu sosial di sekitar aku, biarlah aku merumput, eh, mencarut. tapi renungkanlah, ney tauk aku dah mati kelak anak aku[yes JOY that's you] pegi baca blog aku , belek achive, well it's my 2cent here, and it's true. aku sik hina anugerah tuhan, cuma highlightkan apa yang patut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIJAK PANDAI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~bukan memandai-mandai ye? mak bapak selalu mengompare anak sidak ngan anak orang. sidak jarang berfikir anak-anak tok banyak ngambik pureh sidak mpun. aok bena kita boleh usaha, tapi aku bukan sik pernah nanga orang yang nang jenis luguk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'coba ko rajin dikit blaja, sak ko jadi kedak sarol ya blaja benua Gucci'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;aok aku serius rasa DNA kita ada peranan juak, masa exam, aku dolok nang suka study last minute, gagah pahlawan aku turun ngan pen pensel pemadam, kak ya masa result keluar aku do OK not bad tapi aku ada kawan yang malas, homework sik polah, tido aher nanga TV, ponteng, but still excellent sebab he happen to have a bigger brain capacity, born a genius. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there dah jadi unfair, napa brain sik sama capability, capacity? napa GIG kita lain-lain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KACAK&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~orang kacak tok bertuah, macam aku[sila pengsan disini]. aok aku nang hot gojes and fabulous. orang kacak akan madah ya anugerah Illahi, aok sik salah. tapi bagi orang yang kurang kacak atau ada tebik sine-sine, they do question their fate. mungkin akan redha, but still who wouldn't want to be pretty. aku paling gelik keteyak bila masa pageantry, sidak miss-miss akan selalu suka quote,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'beauty comes from within, it just shine through you'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok here's the crap, kenak aku sik pernah dengar orang sik kacak, orang obese or just lame looser madah quote ya? unless la kita mok mujuk dirikmpun, sak sik ngempas dirik menyalahkan takdir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYA RAYA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ok, biasanya la...orang kacak tok akan ditakdirkan kaya, yalah orang kaya ney mok kawen orang meskin kan? so pureh la juak. orang kaya tok dah kaya makin kaya la kak ya. anak-anak sidak akan born with golden spoon jammed on their bratty mouth. and the poor strugles, so unfair.&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 align="left"&gt;&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD VS EVIL&lt;br /&gt;~orang baik selalu malang, enuf said&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok this is my new quote, hidup ini umpama roda. tapi mun tayar pancet giney lah? lalu la kita di dibah sik nait-nait. adoehhhh &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-2674749910678880051?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2674749910678880051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-is-unfair.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2674749910678880051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2674749910678880051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/02/life-is-unfair.html' title='LIFE IS UNFAIR'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-3592310079428634578</id><published>2010-01-27T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T21:55:08.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously random'/><title type='text'>keRETA kawan-kawan AKU?</title><content type='html'>mari sini aku cerita pendek macam filem pendek yang femes tu, pastok boleh la aku claim aku storyteller indie kedak indie band ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari tok aku mayen-mayen, sik jauh, dalam FB jak, teleng-teleng page orang, kawan-kawan sekolah tadika, kawan-kawan yang pernah curik makan dalam kelas kedak aku juak, nanga apa jadi ngan sidak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taik MLM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bukan aku sik bangga, aku jeles jak, seperti biasa keta sidak ya mahal, paling banyak nissan fairlady, note here cuma ada 2 kaler yang femes, putih dan hitam untuk mana-mana model keta. kak ya caldina, diikuti beemer 3 or 5 series untuk kategori novice. nak idup segan mati sik juak ya ada nanga ku makey impreza, tedah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku sik mewah, sekadar drive kereta sorong dengan bodykit VIP, boleh la aku bangga dapat drift waima di lorong-lorong sempit india street mun ku mbak ke kuching sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yang aku was-was, adakah sidaknya benar-benar berjaya? hutang jak banyak, keta jak melobo, rumah sik terbeli. kak ya friendship terjejas sebab kawan yang di-ulat sikmauk meli produk sidak. sayang...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAHNIAH la mun kitakurang benar dah kaya, saja aku meluahkan rasa dengki aku ngan kitakorang kaya segera muda-muda tok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;tapi mun MLM takurang dah sejuk jangan la sampey balit ngagak WIRA ngan KANCIL k?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boh nganok aku...aku dengki jak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-3592310079428634578?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/3592310079428634578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/01/kereta-kawan-kawan-aku.html#comment-form' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3592310079428634578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3592310079428634578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/01/kereta-kawan-kawan-aku.html' title='keRETA kawan-kawan AKU?'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-736674357660533496</id><published>2010-01-23T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-23T22:28:41.050+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety and health'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>aKu</title><content type='html'>adoieh...lamak tok nang bizi la aku, keja ke malam, sampey belakang ku somewhere around area ujung rambut ku tumbuh jururawat[ye...jururerawat act], dahi area hairline ada juak, jururerawat manja, bukan batu, nasib la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku mok berehat, sik sabar nunggu abis bulan tok, kak ya rehat. mala jak aku keja ke malam. cobala ada gayo mok &lt;strong&gt;ngubat&lt;/strong&gt; nurse2 manjak tok owh, giney mok makey baju siksi la...bareback aku ya lamak sik makey. gown dibeli Mr Vai di pilipin pun baruk jak skali makey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mah nyawa ku, bingung jiwaku, angol palak ku. ~waaaa!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeles jak maca ahmoi chantek madah idupnya tang almost perfecto jak. apa tek, love it to bits? abis skolah all time pakey manjak dirik. aku? huh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dahla, memew aku[Mr Vai mpun pusak act] kenak dera orang, ada ka patut lower leg nya kenak POTONG sigek/sebelah. kesian ku nanga... napa orang ya gila, mok munuh aku sik kesah jangan seksa nya. tedah SLYVESTER, i pray for your wellbeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mah nyawaku, menchik ku, ingga ku...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-736674357660533496?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/736674357660533496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/01/aku.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/736674357660533496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/736674357660533496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/01/aku.html' title='aKu'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-2811063706761284568</id><published>2010-01-15T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T17:20:44.511+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>...opis berpuaka vs rumahku syurgaku...</title><content type='html'>AKU ABSENT MENULIS SEKEJAP, HATI MASIH BERKECAMUK DAN TIDAK BEST. mun ku nulis juak kelak berjangkit ketidak-best-an ke kitakurang, mak hayam baruk kebelakangan keburitan tok suka gilak membuli mekorang yang hot and fabulous tok, udah gik eh, berkedut muka ku kelak weh, bukan boleh menang pon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAPI AKU AKAN PRESENT. aku akan tetap melawat blog2 orang sepertimana orang yang hapless kedak aku tok membuang masa, akan menyibuk mengumpat di column comment kitakurang, teruskan berkarya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAPI WALAU AKU MERINSAK DI TEMPAT KERJA AKU TENGAH SO HAPPY DI RUMAH. sebab ada orang sayang aku, sik kedak mak hayam aku, ada orang pura2 nyanyi karoke dengan torchlight tiap pagi paksa aku bangun awal, ada orang yang suka nikik meja makan kak ya bukak pampers nya dan kemeh sesuka hati sak aku ada keja membersih rumah, ada orang cium [lucahnye...]aku bila aku macam kenja jak, ada orang ingat ngan aku bila travelling masa pulang ada beli perfume GUESS dambaan pilu, eh hati, ada orang sikmauk spend RM50 nya sebab numeric nya sama ngan nombor keta nya, kak ya gago mintak RM 10 note aku, ada orang yang akan sentiasa carik gaduh ngan aku tapi sayang juak ngan aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~sik paham ku&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-2811063706761284568?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2811063706761284568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/01/opis-berpuaka-vs-rumahku-syurgaku.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2811063706761284568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2811063706761284568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/01/opis-berpuaka-vs-rumahku-syurgaku.html' title='...opis berpuaka vs rumahku syurgaku...'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4121900325550010442</id><published>2010-01-05T12:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T12:56:04.036+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='serious face'/><title type='text'>Bodoh Sombong ~ gambong kau ya!</title><content type='html'>aku rasa sangat teruja dan bersemangat hari ini. [wakkakaka]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, oleh kerana aku rasa bersemangat hari ini aku mok merapu hal yang berat dan kritikal. aku dahulukan ucapan aku dengan mintak mahap banyak-banyak, bak kata title entry ini, baca dengan hati terbuka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tajuk kita hari tuk : PENGGUNAAN ALLAH OLEH HERALD'S TRIBUNE(HT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mari duduk dan mulakan diskusi dengan terma 'ALLAH'. Allah ialah bahasa arab yang membawa maksud Tuhan, digunakan secara total oleh para muslim sedunia dan se'fragment' umat kristian di dunia. di Indonesia perkataan Allah digunakan oleh kedua-dua agama dengan beza cara penyebutan di mana umat kristian menyebutnya sebagai 'alah' manakala umat islam pula berbunyi 'olloh' [maafkan ejaan yang penting di sini bunyi nya].&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asal isu penggunaan kalimah Allah di Malaysia timbul apabila permit percetakan suratkhabar mingguan HT dibatalkan kerana penggunaan kalimah Allah tidak dibenarkan untuk agama selain islam. dan kini para ekstremist yang mendakwa diri mereka berjuang untuk menegakkan kesucian kalimah Allah bermati-matian setiap hari mencari publisiti masuk tv hari-hari dengan konfiden berhujah menyebut fakta-fakta berkenaan Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak puas hati kalau orang yang bodoh berlagak pandai @ bodoh sombong macam mereka muncul di tv. ok fine kalau HT tidak dibenarkan menggunakan kalimah Allah dalam penerbitannya tapi keep your arguments factual and right. jangan messy-messy kan hujah dengan emosi yang melulu. muka kau bukannya nampak mulia sangat pun, macam orang berbini 4 tak cukup makan ada la. bukan apa, kalau pasal penggunaan kalimah Allah kau sampai nak menghina agama lain itu menunjukkan kau tu pun tak mulia sangat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing, tengok Indonesia, penggunaan kalimah Allah dilihat dari sudut bahasa sahaja, pengertian atau 'mahfumnya' tetap berbeza. STILL indonesia is the largest islamic nation in the world, and i RESPECT that. krismas lepas aku ada tengok program satelite tv, bapak SUSILO boleh attend gathering peringkat nasional dan beri salam 'shallom' dan kemudian 'assalamualaikum', no big deal. kalau di Malaysia aku tengok sampai hari ini NAJIB dan timbalan tak berbunyi, nampak sangat takut buat pendirian sendiri. program tv kalau anuar zain nyanyi lagu krismas terus dilabel murtad wtf. stacy boleh la pulak disuruh nyanyi lagu raya pakai baju kurung lagi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and...apa pulak jadi di negara arab sendiri, kauorang jangan pok sangat sampai tak tau di sana pun ada ramai komuniti kristian, bukankah logik kata aku kalau mereka sama saja penggunaan kalimah Allah dalam bahasa arab yakni bahasa ibunda,bapaknda mereka sendiri? tak cukup sifat sungguh argument yang mengatakan kalimah Allah spesifik untuk agama islam sahaja. hanya orang berpemikiran cetek dan nyanyuk[yes ******** that goes to you] sahaja boleh mengeluarkan statement shallow begitu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;melayu malaysia[now, exclude yourself if not included thank you] memang sengal bab-bab hak dan 'eksklusiviti' akibat terlalu dimanjakan dengan subsidi dan perlembagaan which i don't want to comment further 'takut' masuk ISA akibat 'kebebasan bersuara'. hanya di Malaysia orang melayu mesti muslim. hanya di Malaysia kalimah Allah wajib untuk islam sahaja. hanya di Malaysia 'assalamualaikum' hanya boleh dijawab umat islam sahaja. tak cukup khasiat sungguh. kononnya negara islamic yang liberal, tapi hampeh. dan sekarang keputusan mahkamah dah meluluskan penggunaan kalimah Allah oleh HT tapi bakal dibawa ke tribunal rayuan pulak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HT bukannya hengen sangat dengan penggunaan kalimah Allah tapi kalau permit itu dibatalkan maknanya semua kitab injil di Malaysia terpaksa dihapuskan dan dicetak semula kerana kebanyakannya dicetak di Indonesia dan kalimah Allah, rasul dan nabi memang banyak digunakan sejak dahulu lagi. sebut pasal rasul dan nabi, itu pun mahu di'eksklusifkan juga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku ada ramai kawan islam, convert pun ramai, so tidak ada soal menghina Allah orang islam kalau kristian menggunakan perkataan yang sama merujuk kepada Allah mereka sendiri. bahasa hanya medium sahaja, in general we refer Allah as GOD in English. macam mana kalau di barat kalau muslim di sana dilarang menyebut Allah as GOD? aku rasa para ekstremis akan bom Vatican the very day kot. bangang tak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aku tak ada tujuan lain selain meluahkan kiub sengal dalam kepala hotak aku ni. korang nak komen pun boleh, no komen pun aku tak kesah. tapi awal-awal lah aku mintak mahap dengan kawan-kawan muslim aku sekali lagi, aku cuma geram dengan mamat dahi hitam malam tadi yang keluar tv mencarut pasal Jesus. for his fuckin ass information, we don't call Jesus Allah. Jesus is Jesus and GOD is a different entity. it's GOD + JESUS + HOLY SPIRIT =TRINITY[3 ENTITY] . cakap tu biar melambangkan intelek yang bagus, bukan omongan kosong yang obviously had no substance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sekian, shallom. peace to all of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4121900325550010442?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4121900325550010442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/01/baca-dengan-hati-terbuka.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4121900325550010442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4121900325550010442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/01/baca-dengan-hati-terbuka.html' title='Bodoh Sombong ~ gambong kau ya!'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-5839123887413332078</id><published>2010-01-04T13:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T14:03:29.198+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously random'/><title type='text'>jAngAn BaCa</title><content type='html'>i'm busy...i'm busy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;its new year and i'm busy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm busy...i'm busy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;and i'm in love...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;with the same person again...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-5839123887413332078?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/5839123887413332078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/01/jangan-baca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/5839123887413332078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;SESIAPA&lt;/span&gt; YANG &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;KENAL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ORANG&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PUNYA&lt;/span&gt; BLOG&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;saya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;minta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;maaf&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kalau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pernah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;buat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;anda&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;marah&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;emo&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sewel&lt;/span&gt;/lost sense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kalau&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pernah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terKASAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_19" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bahasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terMARAH&lt;/span&gt; yang &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terTANYA&lt;/span&gt; a.k.a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;menyibuk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tentu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;hala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terSASUL&lt;/span&gt; yang &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sengaja&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ke&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sengaja&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terPUKUL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mana&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mana&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terPEKIK&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terlolong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;kat&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;telinga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terHANTUK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;palak&lt;/span&gt;/&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;palak&lt;/span&gt; tut&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terPINJAM&lt;/span&gt; permanent &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;harta&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;benda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;ter&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;EMO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;semena&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;mena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terUMPAT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bila&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bila&lt;/span&gt; boring&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;terUSIK&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pedas&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pedas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;sambal&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;belacan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dan&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_62" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;apa&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_63" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;apa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_64" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;TER&lt;/span&gt; yang &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_65" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;aku&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_66" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;tak&lt;/span&gt; mention, SORRY....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR 2010!!! &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2 YEARS TO GO BEFORE APOCALYPSE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-3729637267190771190?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/3729637267190771190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/01/open-letter-of-apology-ye-ke.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3729637267190771190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3729637267190771190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2010/01/open-letter-of-apology-ye-ke.html' title='OPEN LETTER OF APOLOGY ye ke?'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8878296046016098609</id><published>2009-12-17T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T22:35:01.898+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>tO iReNe WiNsToN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;THIS IS A TRIBUTE TO A FRIEND WHO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* DOESN'T MIND ME NEVER REMEMBERING HER EXACT BIRTH DATE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* COULD, CAN AND WILL ALWAYS STAND MY RAMBLING BLABLABLA...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* KNOWS WHO'S MY HUGE PRETEEN CRUSH &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* KEEPS MY DARKEST (ok maybe not so dark) SECRET&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* CAN MERAJUK AND GET ME TO PUJUK&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* AT THE SAME TIME I SHOULD'VE CALLED AUNTY tho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* SHARE THE SAME DRY HUMOR WITH ME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* UNDERSTAND MY LINGO&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;* CAN FORGIVE MY SHARP JABBING TONGUE and...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*LOVE ME (at least that's what she told me) TO EVERY BITS&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY IRENE WINSTON!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;love you baby! have a superb 26!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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WiNsToN'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-714518217069622467</id><published>2009-12-15T22:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T22:13:52.932+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughstock'/><title type='text'>Lawak Dewasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Selama aku dah dewasa, aku makin kerap dapat &lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;-mail2 lucah macam nih, serius lucah, but funny tho. Enjoiceh...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I, the Penis, hereby request a raise in salary for the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do physical labor.&lt;br /&gt;I work at great depths.&lt;br /&gt;I plunge headfirst into everything I do.&lt;br /&gt;I do not get weekends or public holidays off.&lt;br /&gt;I work in a damp environment.&lt;br /&gt;I work in a dark workplace that has poor ventilation.&lt;br /&gt;I work in high temperatures.My work exposes me to contagious diseases.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;P. Niss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Response&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Dear Penis:After assessing your request, and considering the arguments you have raised, the administration rejects your request for the following reasons:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You do not work 8 hours straight.&lt;br /&gt;You fall asleep after brief work periods.&lt;br /&gt;You do not always follow the orders of the management team.&lt;br /&gt;You do not stay in your designated area and are often seen visiting other locations.&lt;br /&gt;You do not take initiative - you need to be pressured and stimulated in order to start working.&lt;br /&gt;You leave the workplace rather messy at the end of your shift.&lt;br /&gt;You don't always observe necessary safety regulations, such as wearing the Correct protective clothing.&lt;br /&gt;You will retire well before you are 65.&lt;br /&gt;You are unable to work double shifts.&lt;br /&gt;You sometimes leave your designated work area before you have completed the assigned task..&lt;br /&gt;And if that were not all, you have been seen constantly entering and exiting the workplace carrying two suspicious-looking bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;V. Gina&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-714518217069622467?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/714518217069622467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/12/lawak-dewasa.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/714518217069622467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/714518217069622467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/12/lawak-dewasa.html' title='Lawak Dewasa'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8466948294997913145</id><published>2009-12-14T00:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T00:08:46.779+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously random'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;orang lain pulang at 2 a.m sebab baru abis clubbing,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;aku akan pulang rumah nanti, kick off my shoes tired as hell sebab baru abis keja,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rajinnya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;baby JOY dah tido...mr VAI mata kuyu...how shitty your sunday can be?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8466948294997913145?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8466948294997913145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/12/orang-lain-pulang-at-2.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8466948294997913145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8466948294997913145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/12/orang-lain-pulang-at-2.html' title=''/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8814252636389123755</id><published>2009-12-12T11:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T11:52:11.040+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='seriously random'/><title type='text'>mArI mEmbAcA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;baru abis baca blog Che Det'...sakit kepala weng-weng jadi negarawan rupanya owh...aku jadi rumahwan, shoppingcomplexwan, officewan sahaja lah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;kasihan, mentaliti orang kita rupanya tidak ke mana-mana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8814252636389123755?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8814252636389123755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/12/mari-membaca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8814252636389123755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8814252636389123755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/12/mari-membaca.html' title='mArI mEmbAcA'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-6180569981574721164</id><published>2009-12-09T11:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T11:32:01.417+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women issue'/><title type='text'>tsk...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he f*ck your ass...with love?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;What the Foot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-6180569981574721164?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/6180569981574721164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/12/tsk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6180569981574721164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6180569981574721164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/12/tsk.html' title='tsk...'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4252732394536596933</id><published>2009-12-05T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T20:06:24.035+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughstock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women issue'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>Mind Your Own Bikini</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Hulloh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;It's been long since I seriously pour my million penny thoughts here... Been busy ranting and raging in my new found fondness[...ranting again] Well live your life like its no one else's business. Live it at your own pace and never mind what the buzzing langau's got to say about your ass. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My surroundings have this annoying habit we Malaysian call 'jaga tepi kain[tapeh] orang]. I'm no angel OK but I'm not bad in any sense towards any human being[unless you're a real scumbag worthy to troll]. I mind my own stuff, keep my medling to the min, I keep myself updated with the gossip but never am willing to air people's schmelly laundry. So I hate people asking me about my personal life, my 'when/how/why'. Seriously I think busybodies have no life. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I have a friend whose life was close to ruined as a result of malacious gossiping. Kandra, her poor faithfull husband Rick was branded a playboy just because he is good looking and unfortunately working in marketing line. Her confidence towards her husband eroded day by day when there's a 'kepoh' lady friend Moira, broadcasting her &lt;strong&gt;story&lt;/strong&gt;[highlighted, mind you] of "seen with", "heard about" and etc... Luckily somebody was rational enough to help her do some investigation on the allegations and found out......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Moira had a hot for Rick and was spreading rumours so that Kendra would let him go and have him for herself, nice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND!!! There was a boss who was cheeky enough to ask about our work progress when her own team had not even started doing anything! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus something I overheard at a hotel cafe' sometime ago, some makcik behind me;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A : &lt;em&gt;You know, I heard Alia, my husband's former secretary is *&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;pregnant&lt;/span&gt;*... no husband some more, tsk, what a shame!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;B : &lt;em&gt;Eh, yakah? So pretty yet so bodoh heh? But she so nice oh? Who told you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A : &lt;em&gt;C la who else. Now Alia work at her husband's construction firm. Biasa la. Cover only mah... Eh where is C ha, so late as usual!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...after a while, a BIG FAT YELLOW lady arrived...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;C : &lt;em&gt;Hey A, you know what I just heard? Now I know who the father to her baby! Eh sorry la lambat.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A : &lt;em&gt;It's ok, who lah?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;C : &lt;em&gt;Orang Kaya X, ala...the one who got a Car Retail business ba...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A : &lt;em&gt;Oi  C you dont play2, my laki is Haji X also...same business,...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;B : &lt;em&gt;*ayak* C! I think A pengsan lah!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol! I was supposed to pity aunty A but the scene was rather comedic. Padan muka, all I have to say;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;MIND YOUR OWN BIKINI LAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4252732394536596933?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4252732394536596933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/12/mind-your-own-bikini.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4252732394536596933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4252732394536596933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/12/mind-your-own-bikini.html' title='Mind Your Own Bikini'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4844673629055681165</id><published>2009-12-01T20:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T21:05:21.406+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>mAnImAtOr^bwah^</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pening kepala aku...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Asal hujung tahun mesti;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*road tax + insurans keta mati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~pas keselamatan mati&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;#majikan susah mok bayar OT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&amp;amp;*@#!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;^kena saman so road tax+insurans+saman=$$$$$$$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&amp;amp;^%!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~ada Krismas yang perlu dirai=$$$ lagi...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;[hutang bank+JPJ+Polis+insurans+security(boo...)=$$$$$$$$$$$$]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Kenapa mesti hujung tahun semuanya???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;if I have to walk to work^humph^&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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title='mAnImAtOr^bwah^'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-3007251445235457273</id><published>2009-11-25T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T10:19:28.359+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>My Promise</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i swear i don't know what to do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the mistake had been done, long ago&lt;br /&gt;i knew about it but i didn't say anything&lt;br /&gt;now who's to blame?&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't say anything now, it will do no good&lt;br /&gt;what's done is done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i promised to myself&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't run away&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't hide&lt;br /&gt;even when consequences of action realized&lt;br /&gt;i'll be here with you&lt;br /&gt;will be where you are&lt;br /&gt;standing next to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's too late to say anything&lt;br /&gt;and it wasn't done for me&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't let you do that for me&lt;br /&gt;if only i was there to stop you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i know&lt;br /&gt;life can't just be "what if /but / or / maybe"&lt;br /&gt;life only shows was, is and will&lt;br /&gt;the past is not to be changed&lt;br /&gt;the present always is painful&lt;br /&gt;my hope&lt;br /&gt;the future will be peaceful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;amen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-3007251445235457273?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/3007251445235457273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-promise.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3007251445235457273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3007251445235457273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-promise.html' title='My Promise'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-9054026814245730536</id><published>2009-11-23T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T11:38:29.946+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>Susahnya Hidup...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aku dapat anjakan gaji, bos kacau mintak belanja, aku jerit kuat-kuat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'banyak hutang aku woiii' &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wakakaka; ada boleh ka?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-9054026814245730536?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/9054026814245730536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/susahnya-hidup.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/9054026814245730536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/9054026814245730536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/susahnya-hidup.html' title='Susahnya Hidup...'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-6853311648523868608</id><published>2009-11-18T21:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T21:41:37.153+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>ApA aKu rAsA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;takorang nanga sik cerita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;cinta balqis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; tv3 jam 6.30 monday till thursday? yup... aku nanga cita ya sebab I'm always and forever stuck in my office. hari2 nunggu belon dan2 lagik chanel tv ada 1, 2, 3 ajak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the story, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;cinta balqis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; tok pasal dua ekok kapel angol (balqis &amp;amp; ezany) bercinta dalam ladang kelapa sawit milik BAPAK ezany.  ikut gilak nafsu mauk *tutt-tutt* sidak duak alu sik pikir panjang alu kawin lari. nama pun kawin sikda restu orang tua, don't expect them to kompang your return. so dihalo la kapel tek, and masa dak duak ya membawa diri alu la CRV sidak ya eksiden melantak lori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[part tok aku ramal jak, drama melayu tok senang dipredict]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ezany lupa ingatan, mak bapak nya mbak nya pindah KL jauh dari balqis. keluarga balqis diberitahu bahawa ezany dah mati, sak bini nya sik ncarik. at the same time balqis dah terpregnant sorang2. suatu hari nanti ezany akan pulang ke ladang dan temu nya, kedak sik kenal jak sebab sik ingat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[part tok pula aku taikpau takurang]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kak ya masa merayo dalam ladang bapak nya ezany kena timpak buah sawit sebesar alam alu pingsan. bangun nya alu flash back, carik nya bini nya kak ya fight for our love and so on and so forth. menchik ku crita drama melayu tok, kitak orang pecayak la sikkan lari jaoh taikpau aku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;pokok pangkal cerita aku sikda keja mok molah ya ku ngerepak crita orang dalam tv. tapi aku nang sak ati la masa nanga dak duak eksiden ya, adaka aku madah padan muka? lol&lt;br /&gt;lak ada masa aku trolling crita lain gik k? tah~ta....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-6853311648523868608?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/6853311648523868608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/apa-aku-rasa.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6853311648523868608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6853311648523868608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/apa-aku-rasa.html' title='ApA aKu rAsA'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4551182393956037813</id><published>2009-11-15T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-15T10:19:08.343+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>JEMPUTAN TERHAD</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;tok berita baik untuk divarina-divarina tersayang; diva vogue kini sudah ada FB. so kamu dijemput untuk add aku jadi diva jemputan di FB kamu [OON, DUEY, DUKUN, dan sesiapa yang aku berkenan untuk luluskan, my follower most likely] kalau aku ignore bukan retinya aku tak cinta, tapi FB aku memang minimalis area friends. banyak info peribadi dan foto aku yang perlu aku lindungi. so, some privacy and that requires me to be selective. most of my friends are the people i've met in person. that part explains FACEbook. however i'm opening my door for once and will allow some sneek peek at my personal life. AH, and the FB is new so forgive the lack of substance in it, will upload more in the new future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;my &lt;em&gt;e&lt;/em&gt;mail : &lt;a href="mailto:itasinglove@yahoo.com"&gt;itasinglove@yahoo.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;add that b*tch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4551182393956037813?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4551182393956037813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/jemputan-terhad.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4551182393956037813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4551182393956037813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/jemputan-terhad.html' title='JEMPUTAN TERHAD'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4485903117812951775</id><published>2009-11-12T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T12:08:28.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'>ACKNOWLEDGMENT</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hello reader; I received a comment from Dawn on my last post on The Law Of the Garbage Truck. And the ever so forgetful me forgot to mention the original writer. So here it is, he is the genius Mr David J. Pollay. A real good one, trust me. Sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;message from Dawn;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;Thanks for posting this great story! My name is Dawn, and I work with David J. Pollay, the author of The Law of the Garbage Truck™. I just wanted to stop by and let you know that you can read the original story on David’s blog, http://davidjpollay.typepad.com/david_j_pollay/lawofthegarbagetruck.html. It would mean a lot to us if you would let people know that David is the author of The Law of the Garbage Truck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;"&gt;You can also find out more information about The Law of the Garbage Truck on www.thelawofthegarbagetruck.com. Make sure to check out the video of people in New York City taking the No Garbage Trucks!™ Pledge: www.bewareofgarbagetrucks.com. It’s pretty cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4485903117812951775?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4485903117812951775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/acknowledgment.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4485903117812951775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4485903117812951775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/acknowledgment.html' title='ACKNOWLEDGMENT'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-3520244696551177866</id><published>2009-11-05T20:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T21:16:18.524+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>LAW OF THE GARBAGE TRUCK</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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 &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;My taxi driver slammed on his brakes, skidded, and missed the other car by just inches! The driver of the other car whipped his head around and started yelling at us.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;He explained that many people are like garbage trucks. They run around &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;color:navy;"   &gt;full of garbage, full of frustration, full of anger, and full of disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;As their garbage piles up, they need a place to dump it and sometimes they'll dump it on you. Don't take it personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just smile, wave, wish them well, and move on. Don't take their garbage and spread it to other people at work, at home, or on the streets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bottom line is that successful people do not let garbage trucks take over their day.&lt;br /&gt;Life's too short to wake up in the morning with regrets,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:13.5pt;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;color:purple;"   &gt;so ... Love the people who treat you right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;color:navy;"   &gt;Pray for the ones who don't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;color:navy;"   &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 14.25pt;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;Life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;color:navy;"   &gt; is ten percent what you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;make it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;color:navy;"   &gt; and ninety percent how you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;"  &gt;take it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:12pt;"  &gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;color:navy;"   &gt;Have a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;color:green;"   &gt;blessed,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:14pt;color:navy;"   &gt; garbage-free day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 115%;font-family:&amp;quot;;font-size:13.5pt;color:navy;"   &gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="line-height: 14.25pt;"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-3520244696551177866?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/3520244696551177866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/law-of-garbage-truck.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3520244696551177866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3520244696551177866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/law-of-garbage-truck.html' title='LAW OF THE GARBAGE TRUCK'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-3032350358128161297</id><published>2009-11-04T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T22:20:00.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>I WANT MY PLATE NUMBER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF I AM TO BUY A NEW CAR, AND MY CHOICE OF PLATE NUMBER IS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WTF 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;BOLEH KA???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;WILL THE GUYS ON THE OTHER WHEELS&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt; SNIGGER AT MY SIGHT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;WISH THEY COULD 'BUMP' MY 'REAR'?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;SPEED UP TO OVERTAKE, SEE IF I'D GIVE THEM A F*CKING CHASE ?&lt;/span&gt; or&lt;br /&gt;~ &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WONDER IF THE DRIVER IS A BORN BITCH?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;the car is jetblack, has bloodred leather interior and very VIP rimmed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-3032350358128161297?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/3032350358128161297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-my-plate-number.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3032350358128161297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3032350358128161297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-want-my-plate-number.html' title='I WANT MY PLATE NUMBER'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-7891220670119144003</id><published>2009-11-01T19:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:32:22.278+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>NOT FAT BUT NO THANKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today my life meant eating porridge and endless dollop of rendang gravy that is superbly delicious, salted egg, fried anchovies+egg+garlic, and many other additional menus to partake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now why am i still 46kg? i wish i had a little extra weight put on my boobs and some on my ass. hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-7891220670119144003?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/7891220670119144003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-fat-but-no-thanks.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/7891220670119144003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/7891220670119144003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/11/not-fat-but-no-thanks.html' title='NOT FAT BUT NO THANKS'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-1968493517998935591</id><published>2009-10-31T12:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T12:13:43.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>GAY vs LESBIAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;AKU SUKA TENGOK PEREMPUAN CANTIK, MAKA LESBO KAH AKU?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hari-hari aku berdiri menengok orang lalu dan lalang bergoyang-goyang sekeliling dunia tangan mereka busy menjinjing beg-beg mahal ori mahupun replika berjenama LV, COACH, PRADA, CHANEL, Burberry, YSL...memang aku suka tengok perempuan bergaya, perempuan putih, cantik, tinggi, bibir sexy ala angelina jolie...lipstik warna nude...tights...oh tidak..so sexy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lazim lah aku yang tinggi (tak cukup inci), slim and shaddy ini suka tengok perempuan cantik, fantasi aku yang ingin seperti mereka, berjalan seperti atas angin, cantik...bawa beg mahal-mahal, Mandy cakap beg LV kat butik harga nya paling cikai lebih RM1500, majoriti harga lingkungan 2 ke 3 ribu..kenapa aku lihat banyak sungguh LV dijinjit perempuan sekarang bersama shopping bag as a proof diorang beli ori in case orang macam aku bertanya. hahaha... kaya sangat kah perempuan zaman sekarang? atau shopping bag pun dah di'tiruan' juga?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kalau lelaki suka tengok lelaki dikata GAY, aku perempuan yang suka menengok perempuan hot and fabulous apa pula? LESBO?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-1968493517998935591?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/1968493517998935591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/gay-vs-lesbian.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1968493517998935591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1968493517998935591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/gay-vs-lesbian.html' title='GAY vs LESBIAN'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-9175359970875585409</id><published>2009-10-25T21:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T22:02:03.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>WHERE IS EVERYBODY?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everybody facebooking izzit?&lt;br /&gt;what that makes me?&lt;br /&gt;a person without a facebook account&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;FA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;CE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;LE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 204);font-size:85%;" &gt;SS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-9175359970875585409?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/9175359970875585409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-is-everybody.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/9175359970875585409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/9175359970875585409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/where-is-everybody.html' title='WHERE IS EVERYBODY?'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-2967848896364314152</id><published>2009-10-23T18:29:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T18:36:35.234+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>MENCIK KU SIKDA BONOS!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Najib aku tarik balik statement ku malam tadik memuji-muji rupa kau kedak hensem-hensem bapak. Aku sak ati ko sik merik bonos ngan mek orang. Aku sak ati ko merik gred 41 ke atas (sah-sah gaji daktok dah besar) RM500 juak ujung taun tok. Aku sak ati manas tok aku sik dapat beli handbag idaman gara-gara ko kedekut duit BAPAK kau. Bukan laki ku sikmok beli, aku mok beli guna duit AKU, dah sik boleh! Siney kah konsep 1Malaysia kau kinek tok? Kesineykah? Kenak sikda konsep 1Bank? Sikda 1Bulan Bonos? Haruslah aku ngerepak sampey ke esok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-2967848896364314152?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2967848896364314152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/mencik-ku-sikda-bonos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2967848896364314152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2967848896364314152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/mencik-ku-sikda-bonos.html' title='MENCIK KU SIKDA BONOS!!!!'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-641342235097240436</id><published>2009-10-22T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T18:50:02.510+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughstock'/><title type='text'>WILL YOU MARRY AGAIN?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00007f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Husband and wife are lying quietly in bed reading when the wife looks over at him and asks the question&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: 'What would you do if I died? Would you get married again?'&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: 'Definitely not!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: 'Why not?  Don't you like being married?'&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: 'Of course I do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: 'Then why wouldn't you remarry?'&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: 'Okay, okay, I'd get married again.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: 'You would? (with a hurt look)&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: (makes audible groan)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: 'Would you live in our house?'&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: 'Sure. It's a great house.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: 'Would you sleep with her in our bed?'&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: 'Where else would we sleep?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: 'Would you let her drive my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: navy; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Mercedes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:#00007f;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 127); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;?'&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: 'Probably. It is almost new.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: 'Would you replace my pictures with hers?'&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: 'That would seem like the proper thing to do.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: 'Would you give her my jewelry?'&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: 'No. I'm sure she'd want her own.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: 'Would you take her golfing with you?'&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: 'Yes. Those are always good times.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: 'Would she use my clubs?'&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: 'No. She's left-handed.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WIFE: - silence …..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUSBAND: ' . . . Oh Shit!'&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/3837315488997028969-641342235097240436?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/641342235097240436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/will-you-marry-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/641342235097240436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/641342235097240436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/will-you-marry-again.html' title='WILL YOU MARRY AGAIN?'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-2989176078210695459</id><published>2009-10-21T21:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T21:45:16.243+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety and health'/><title type='text'>JAGA TAKORANG!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ada sik takorang terkenak penyakit berwabak nama Facebook? Dalam ya ada Farm Ville, Farm Town, apa Ville apa Town segala. Aku sik sakit koh...coma...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Aritok aku sik ngembak broadband turun keja. Alu la aku pinyam internet/laptop Ashley tek kedong nya keluar berdating ngan chan nya. Alu lah aku dipesan nyaga Cafe' World nya tek... Aku sikda Facebook alu pandey main game ya koh. Masak dak kebab nya, stew nya, tikka massala la apa la. Kira berdedikasi juak la aku sebagai 'stand-in' chef nya tek, harus sebab nya nombor dua dalam ranking players ya. Yarabbbi...nasib la aku sikda Facebook, mun ada alu sik terjaga anak ngan laki leka berkebun dan berniaga. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Kenak kitakorang harus ada Facebook, Twitter, Friendster(aku ada tapi lamak bena sik ngabas), Tagged, High5 dan apa-apa aje yang ada terhidang. Bagi aku mun mauk juak join harus tauk jaga dirik oh.. Kawan mekorang marek baruk jak ditepon gerex oversea(konon) mintak nulong bayar charge ngembak extra cash ke Kastam. Yala jangan bahalol bin tolol merik nombor tepon ke orang yang sik dikelala kita. Crita tek gitok;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;kawan mekorang nama Jericho(awww) dalam Tagged ada berkawan ngan laki Canada nama *toot* ntah aku sik ingat, let's name him Alo.  lamak-lamak bertenet tek alu la  si Alo tek madah mok datang Malaysia. si Jericho tek pun berik la handphone number nya ke Alo dengan harapan akan bertemu sik lamak gik. si Alo tok ada madah nya akan mbak duit untuk bukak sigek enterprise sitok and Jericho bakal jadi manager nya. berbunga riang la si Jericho tek nunggu, sehingga la marek Alo telipon madah ngan Jericho nya dah sampai KLIA and kenak tahan Kastam sebab nya mbak terlalu banyak cash. so pendek cerita Kastam suruh nya bayar fee sebab mbak too much cash. tok nang bulak la sebab Kastam sik mencukei duit walau bergala ne dimbak kita dari oversea. nasib la Jericho tek sik lembut ati mayar bank-in duit ke akaun laki ya tek.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so aku dengan segala siviknya mencarik kebenaran giney kah prosedur nya mun mbak duit banyak dan berurusan ngan Kastam seperti berikut;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ECM13-Import &amp;amp; Eksport Ringgit Dan Matawang Asing Oleh Pengembara Pemastautin/Bukan Pemastautin berkuatkuasa 01 Mac 2006&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- wang kertas RM tidak melebihi RM1,000 untuk setiap individu&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- wang kertas asing termasuk cek kembara TIADA HAD&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- perlu meminta kebenaran terlebih dahulu jika &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;a) membawa KELUAR wang kertas asing dan cek kembara melebihi USD10,000&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;b) membawa MASUK dan KELUAR wang kertas RM melebihi RM1,000&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bagaimana?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- tulis dan fax surat permohonan ke Bank Negara menyatakan nama, tarikh perjalanan, tujuan perjalanan, nombor passport dan jumlah wang yang hendah dibawa&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;INGAT!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Kastam tidak mengenakan bayaran duti untuk wang tunai anda (waima seguni pun)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Kastam TIDAK menerima bayaran apa-apa cukai secara 'bank-in' ke pihak ketiga, that is SCAM!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So now kitakorang tauk dah, iboh madah mami sik madah... Lelah ku mencarik fakta kes pakey kitak urang.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ingat oh.. Iboh sebarang merik nombor tepon ngan urang. Nombor akaun, walau nya madah nya mauk berik duit pecoma ke kitakorang. Untung... ne da orang murah hati gik di dunia tok.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Bah...jaga diri,hiasi peribadi (apakah...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Buhbye bebeh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-2989176078210695459?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2989176078210695459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/jaga-takorang.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2989176078210695459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2989176078210695459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/jaga-takorang.html' title='JAGA TAKORANG!!!'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-1317827612044485626</id><published>2009-10-19T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T19:22:09.239+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>SIGNIFICANT significant</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;~heyo...~&lt;br /&gt;so long ya, I've been soo busy AND lazy too. sorry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing is never boring to me, just that sometimes ideas are hard to come by. Been bloghopping for a week and it really doesn't help. Well, whatever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Sunday was my Mr Vai's 29th birthday and we had a modest party for him. Some BBQ and a tasty Roman cheesecake for dessert. I gave him a black Sembonia wallet as present the very morning. He hugged me thank you, paused for a while and said that I am already a GIFT to him.  No hadiah necessary. Awww.....kan?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few special people in my life I so love and cherish till the end. My family, my friends who are like family and other friends who simply make life worth living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top of the cream now is Mr Vai, my beloved and my soulmate. He loves to let me know he adores me, he loves making fun of me and funny thing is I love it.  He's well tall, dark and round in the middle yet handsome in bed.oopsss... Ya, he's lovely, loving and caring, not really the kind you can easily find nowadays. Very intellectual and refreshing with thoughts and ideas to munch. It's never boring talking to him, I am a chatterbox myself so can't stand a silent dude. We share a lot of interest and equally opposite as well enough to keep us attracted to each other like magnets.  We both love eating and I'm partly to blame for his round tummy nowadays. He's defensive about me, and I need that about him. I hope dearly that we will remain as loving, romantic and supportive as we are today, maybe even more with time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there is my baby Joy. A lovely little thing with curly hair and big eyes, endless energy and helpless angel moping around with her charm and cuteness. The house is at awe with her, adorable thing that doesn't seem to eat, drink Coke(daddy's fault) and yes at 17 months stuff her face with fries and coke thanks to her dad and grandpa. She is the big-red-sweet-crunchy apple of my eyes. She can call her daddy and to annoy me the dad-girl pair doesn't seem to learn how to call mommy. She call me nan, or nenek sometimes. huh...daddy's girl gonna be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My own daddy is wonderful, loving and always supportive in any means. He'd been my solid rock for years since mommy died. He remarried when I was about 4 and it took a while to bond with his new missus. My siblings are more than 10 years ahead of me so I pretty much befriend my dad my whole life. That, I believe what makes me OLD in the head. He's 60 this year and yet still handsome and genius with his painting. No word can describe him enough, but enough said he's the greatest daddy God can give me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there's Darien, my stepson, Mr Vai guy buddy, the only one who can contest for his affection other than baby Joy.  When the two kids around, I take a back seat. They're impossible to contain, put me in love-hate situation many times. Mr Vai spoil them to the bits and I often become bitter sulking for myself. Darien is adorable in a way only he can, only to pull my hair and make me chase him around later. Children, you just can't be patient enough with their pranks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cousin Barbie, the one I'd love to be close to forever. Just distance and it's  possible. We love planning for a night out, shopping trip etc...only to find that we're in different ZIP code area. Maybe we can save that for our old days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bestie, Irene is pregnant with her new baby. She had most of my girlish secrets and heart pain. She knows my crushes and secret admirers as we call it. Me too, know her secrets color coded from light to dark ones. We laugh at our own stupid jokes and used to share many dreams or angan-angan atas angin and they are all perfectly dreamt. And yet now we're far apart, maybe we can reunite before we're too old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here, my new potential bestie is Ashley, my ever ready taxi and laugh as loud as I do. My bloggerina friends I love to read, you guys really cheer my boring and downbeat days. LOVE you Love you SO very much!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you love anybody?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-1317827612044485626?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/1317827612044485626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/significant-significant.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1317827612044485626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1317827612044485626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/significant-significant.html' title='SIGNIFICANT significant'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8510070866809078283</id><published>2009-10-04T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T16:57:58.811+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BM/BI/BMS'/><title type='text'>KeSiNeY kAh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;adoh....lamak sik ngereco mahupun ngerepak.. yalah kan..dari ku ngerepak memacam jak berik hilang aura seri urang maca belog ku bagus ku diam jak. bukan apa, duak tiga menjak tok mood ku itam sehitam spiderman ngembak ku mala jak bergramus ngan boss meruyan ku tek nak? tapi lamak dua menjak ku temu nya macam dah insaf jak. mesra!!!(sila imagine BOB) jak ngan aku, alu sik ngutik dah nya..ok la, urang mauk berdamai kan, terimak jak la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bah..bah..apa la jadi ngan aku lamak aku diam dalam inkubator tek? hm...aku rasmi mula membaca, as of real reading. lamak sik baca membaca, jadi luguk palak otak sik pandey pikir, jadi sik kreatif and manjak ngan google. so aku mulakan ngan novel, when I say novel meaning english novel k... aku baca;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Barbara Taylor Bradford&lt;br /&gt;*the ravenscar dynasty&lt;br /&gt;*the heir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Adams&lt;br /&gt;*the stepmother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nelson DeMille&lt;br /&gt;*the gate house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;best... tapi sikda la aku mok ngambar buku-buku ya.. malas ku.. bah aku mok baca agik. lak ku dah sembuh sakit mata membaca banyak-banyak buku ku nulis belog gik. hehhe... malasnya....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8510070866809078283?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8510070866809078283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/kesiney-kah.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8510070866809078283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8510070866809078283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/10/kesiney-kah.html' title='KeSiNeY kAh'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4588637548635265196</id><published>2009-09-22T19:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T19:08:40.638+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>WHEN SORRY IS NOT ENOUGH</title><content type='html'>My heart ache if my apology left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;unanswerd&lt;/span&gt; especially when it's not even my fault to begin with. Sometimes we just need to humble or as I call it 'smear shit on my own nose' to get by, why, coz' there's no way 'round to survive. GOSH... I must be desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, am so late to wish raya, just hope you guys can live another happy day. Tomorrow is working day. Go blow down your office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;signed by a rotten head and f*cked up mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4588637548635265196?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4588637548635265196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-sorry-is-not-enough.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4588637548635265196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4588637548635265196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-sorry-is-not-enough.html' title='WHEN SORRY IS NOT ENOUGH'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-6085651550970840307</id><published>2009-09-06T11:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T11:20:48.888+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>LoVe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hug for you means I need you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kiss for you means I love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A call for you means I miss you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~hmmm~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-6085651550970840307?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/6085651550970840307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/09/love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6085651550970840307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/6085651550970840307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/09/love.html' title='LoVe'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4875139396600301463</id><published>2009-09-01T23:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T23:33:26.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>MY e-MO POST</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;wtf~I hate it when;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- people make &lt;strong&gt;STUPID&lt;/strong&gt; fun of me, term unapropriate, period&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- some &lt;strong&gt;BOSS&lt;/strong&gt; make me look like an idiot, I'll bite back one fine day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- people &lt;strong&gt;MESSED UP&lt;/strong&gt;, smear shit about my name, and act like nothing happened when confronted&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- I'm lied to &lt;strong&gt;AND&lt;/strong&gt; no guilt displayed/can't you drama a bit? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- I'm always the one to &lt;strong&gt;BLAME&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- nobody appreciate &lt;strong&gt;ME&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- I done good &lt;strong&gt;YET&lt;/strong&gt; people still think I'm bad, not that I care, just...you know&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- I know youth &lt;strong&gt;NEVER&lt;/strong&gt; repeats &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;- people don't know how to &lt;strong&gt;SAY SORRY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;~&lt;strong&gt;SO PLASTIC&lt;/strong&gt;~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;*go figure what I actually tried to tell you, &lt;strong&gt;CAPS&lt;/strong&gt;?*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4875139396600301463?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4875139396600301463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-e-mo-post.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4875139396600301463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4875139396600301463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-e-mo-post.html' title='MY e-MO POST'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4621923638655709964</id><published>2009-09-01T11:20:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T11:26:09.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Announcement'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;My friends you may wonder why the slow-down in writing lately? Well, I'm pretty much busy and tied to SUDOKU and SNOOD nowadays. Allow me to flush overflow of addiction first and I'll be back in no time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4621923638655709964?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4621923638655709964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-friends-you-may-wonder-why-slow-down.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4621923638655709964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4621923638655709964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/09/my-friends-you-may-wonder-why-slow-down.html' title=''/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-3341458656125688173</id><published>2009-08-29T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T22:23:52.548+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BM/BI/BMS'/><title type='text'>TAHNIAH BELANJA CUMA RM5</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;char kueh tiaw - RM 3&lt;br /&gt;satay singgit 3 cucuk - RM 1&lt;br /&gt;keropok lekor - RM 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;= haha RM 5 sahaja!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-3341458656125688173?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/3341458656125688173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/tahniah-belanja-cuma-rm5.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3341458656125688173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/3341458656125688173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/tahniah-belanja-cuma-rm5.html' title='TAHNIAH BELANJA CUMA RM5'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-5354399151395930208</id><published>2009-08-21T12:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T13:14:55.529+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BM/BI/BMS'/><title type='text'>SELAMAT BERPUASA happy bersungkei !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Kedak orang lain juak, aku mauk sihat sejahtera selalu. Tapi aku pun kedak orang lain juak lah sebab aku pun sakit juak walaupun sentiasa berharap sihat. Faham sik apa kerepak ku tok??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~LoL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK lah...post ariya aku madah ku sakit, kali lah virus H1N1 yang ringan, nama pun kerja ngan public kan? Pakey la mask ka, cuci tangan ribu-ribu rina kali ka, tetap juak kenak tempias sakit nya. Nang imposssipazel lah sik kenak. Sakit bebenar la aku sik la sakit bulak nak; makan sik lalu, masak la apa pun memang sik rasa nyaman. Tido sik puas-puas sampey sakit badan ne ndak alah gurin ajak-ajak. Sakit palak iboh jak lah, nang berpapan-papan panadol makan ku, asa berdenyut2. Muscle nang sakit semua, sikboh jak ngarap la orang sakit mok nulong molah keja rumah. Nasib la aku setakat batuk ajak sikda sore throat ngan asma. Mun ndak kenak kuarantin la aku tek nak? Berblogging dalam wad. Hari tok..aku rasa sihat dikit. Sik la merinsak rasa, ubat pun dah habis cuma tinggal tunggu antibodi semulajadi badan bekerja sendiri. Ingus agik ada, sora agik sik sama, tapi badan nang ada sihat rasanya. Orang madah mun dah sakit sikkan sakit agik musim ya, bena kah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah tok bukan la kes nya. Adapun kisah betul mok ku usha tok adalah bersempena bulan posa yang setat esok. SELAMAT BERPUASA kepada kawan-kawan yang berposa, kepada yang sik berposa selamat mentekedarah bazaar ramadhan. Haruslah kita ngangkut segala-gala juadah yang dijual di tamu nun kelak. Musim posa tok nang pelik-pelik barang makan yang timbul. Nama-nama makanan nang aku bebal; aku beli sama ada sebab nya pelik, nampak nyaman or simply kacak. hahaha.... Beli kak ya sik makan, hidang pakey kenyang mata jak. Paling bagus mun ku beli kak ya makan sambil jalan di tamu'. Tapi sik sopan nak makan berdiri, marah cikgu Rahmat ngan aku, kenak lekok palak gik kedak dolok. Pokoknya nang bulan posa tok bulan aku membazir lah. Beli-beli-beli-sik-makan-habis-masuk-peti ais-keras-buang-beli baru! Budus sik? Nang siktauk bersyukur ada kemampuan makan sampey berbazir segala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapi susah sebenarnya mauk mengawal nafsu berbelanja di tamu. Selagi ada duit pecah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;(hehe ne sik pecah sengaja mbak RM50)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; selagi ya la angkut plastik hitam, biru, putih, merah nak kerek-kerek ya. So last year mpun bulan posa aku belajar nahan dirik so aku share ngan takorang yang sik posa tapi rajin mentekedarah bazaar ramadhan. Orang nak posa sik dapat la mok ikut kelas mak tok ho? Unless la kitakorang sanggup berbuka selamba katak di tamu jak.  Tapi mun mauk beli pakey makan sefamily paksa la tapau kan..so sik terpakey la tips aku tok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tips tok bagi yang agik single, isik rongan kedirik la, atau kitakorang keja shift nak suka ngelayor dekat-dekat masa mok sungkei. Ngegeh kan? Sik posa mauk juak sungkei bagai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ngembak sikit duit. Paling banyak pun RM15. Paling bagus RM 10 jak sorang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pertama beli aik, minum kan. RM1 @ RM2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ngagak buntut manok, beli dan makan terus secucuk. Ya alas perut namanya. RM2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Bila perut dah ada isik aik, ada buntut manok, kurang lahapnya.. Terus la beli desert kuih ka buah ka, sak selera makan tergendala sekejap. Perut kita tok perlu masa hantar isyarat slow ke otak madah tahap sebenar 'kelaparan' rongan kita. RM1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Ilek la bejalan survey tamu sambil nanga mpuan/laki kacak, perasan kacak atau sik kacak lalu sementara nunggu perut ngeluar isyarat. 5 minit kedak ya. Nah.. kurang sebenarnya serakah kita kak ya. So dengan baki kira-kira RM 10 @ RM5 ya, beli la sigek main course seperti nasik beriyani ka laksa ka apa-apa la yang ingin tek untuk kitakorang makan di opis atau di rumah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;(single tek nak..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. Makan  dan minum dengan aik kosong jak, tek dah minum manis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tada!!!! Jimat sik? Aku last year limit RM10 jak pakey ku sorang, keja malam  selalunya  la. Tapi sik boleh la berbajet mun mauk mbak pulang nak? Sik cukup pakey mak-bapak mentua, laki dan ipar duai kita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, untuk yang single, cukup-cukup la RM10 ya OK? Jaga makan, jaga bajet dan jaga kesihatan. Dalam seminggu 3 kali ngabas tamu boleh la,,jangan jak hari-hari nak? Dah! Baruk jak sihat, alu la...hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selamat Berpuasa!!! Biar posa setengah hari, jangan posa setengah hati! Yang bercinta (Pak Dukun..) jangan sampey lupak kitakorang ya posa... Jaga tingkah laku ya! Untuk yang jauh di sebelah benua (YB Oon) jangan sedih, kira positive side lah penah merasa beposa dan raya di tanah orang. Kepada divarina-divarina pula, kurangkan lazer, sebelum nganok orang mintak maaf dolok. OK la..babai...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-5354399151395930208?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/5354399151395930208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/selamat-berpuasa-happy-bersungkei.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/5354399151395930208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/5354399151395930208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/selamat-berpuasa-happy-bersungkei.html' title='SELAMAT BERPUASA happy bersungkei !'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-6742013484013228845</id><published>2009-08-18T11:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T08:01:03.676+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety and health'/><title type='text'>I'M DOWN...Down...down...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uh!!! Can weekend be so unfortunately unenjoyable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Last Saturday I had a very BAD fever. That plus running nose, headache, and dry cough. Worried it might be H1N1 thing I decided to be checked at the MGH. My friends recommended private clinics but I remembered somebody from MCMC told me any H1N1 suspected case will be refered to GH. Why waste time going around so to MGH I went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I hadn't had a single meal since breakfast that day, I just can't eat anything. So with just milo fueling me up I felt like I was going to faint right there in front of the ER. However I managed to pull up enough energy to go through check-up and pick up my meds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;And this is where they got to my nerve. While I was feeling like I'm dying, I have to climb my way up and walk to the very end of the block to claim my meds, wtf? . Why the HELL was the pharmacy placed so far away from check-up area? How if we the sick who are too weak to even get off the chair let alone walk up the stairs drop down and ended up dead knocking our head on hard floor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though I can admit there was an improvement in term of staff service (though I seriously believe it was because my MA was a male,flirt factor), there are still so many rooms for improvement. It's been more than 15 years since my last GH visit. Maybe some 20 more years to go before I can be satisfied with our hospital's public service quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;There you go, now i have to swallow 16 antibiotic pills, 3 flu pills, 30ml cough syrup and 6 panadols a DAY for 5 days! Great... So there, I hope I'll be OK soon. But for now, allow me some good rest. You healthy fellows, enjoy your day, wear your mask, use instant antibacterial hand sanitizer, eat proper meal and PRAY that you don't get sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*and my ear felt numb, my body still feels tight~sigh~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span 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DOWN...Down...down...'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-7060404090165188518</id><published>2009-08-14T11:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T11:59:00.671+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><title type='text'>FOR THE STONE THROW AWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;~finally~&lt;br /&gt;he's coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;he's coming back home&lt;br /&gt;so close&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting the hours&lt;br /&gt;yet felt so long&lt;br /&gt;it's OK&lt;br /&gt;~sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this song is just right, so right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTciODWf9Yw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TTciODWf9Yw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-7060404090165188518?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/7060404090165188518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-stone-throw-away.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/7060404090165188518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/7060404090165188518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/for-stone-throw-away.html' title='FOR THE STONE THROW AWAY'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-8808838717738881533</id><published>2009-08-12T11:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T11:59:00.223+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='women issue'/><title type='text'>CRY WHEN U CAN'T SAY A THING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;~after sometime I realized I can't sit still, lets post anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why do we women cry a lot? Can't we be more ignorant like men? Can we pretend that cut in our heart is just a momentary pain?  Can't we just smack his face instead of crying like a fool begging him to stay when we know he can't wait to walk away? Why do we make a shit out of ourselves when there are a lot more men waiting for us to find? Why are we women always hoping that there's a perfect man left in this world when we know that we are NOT perfect either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman is a crying creature. She'd cry since the day she was born, when she's happy, when she's in pain, when she's in love, when she's angry, whenever practically. Some are even expert in crying their way into winning an argument. But do we have to cry all the time? What do we hope to gain from our wasted teardrops? And mind you...man don't understand tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I myself quit hoping long time ago. And now I ended up with a beautifully flawed Mr Vai. He's not a bit perfect, and I like the way he flawed. Seasoned and ripe of life's experience. We have our fair share of argument now and then, but still all those downtime made us know each other better. Men will always be men, so sometimes he can't understand why I'm overboardly upset.  And like other girls, my fit of anger is always exaggerated. Unlucky I am, he's not the kind who will say sorry. To him his act shows 'em. And I have to make do with that, meaning mending my own broken heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I on the other hand have my own bad apple. I'm not a good cook, I'm irritating and annoying to many point, not many can stand my  cynical choise of remark and most of the time I tend to slip into negative thinking. But that doesn't sum me up. Mr Vai said that I'm a good girl, honest, sweet, kind hearted and cute without even trying. There are other good things about me of course, but that's all I would put to list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum up everything, there's no point crying over a man. But if you love him so much, cry anyway. If crying makes you feel better, cry anyway. If crying can win you sympathy, just drown the universe. I always felt overwhelmed to the point that I can't mouth a word, felt chocked up, I ended up crying all the time. So its OK to cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-8808838717738881533?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/8808838717738881533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/cry-when-u-cant-say-thing.html#comment-form' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8808838717738881533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/8808838717738881533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/cry-when-u-cant-say-thing.html' title='CRY WHEN U CAN&apos;T SAY A THING'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-2026173054637895713</id><published>2009-08-11T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T17:15:01.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>MY SYSTEM</title><content type='html'>My head hurts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My muscle~tiny~ sore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lazy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody really updated anything so won't I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resting uncomfortably&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why doesn't it rain yet?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-2026173054637895713?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2026173054637895713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-system.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2026173054637895713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2026173054637895713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-system.html' title='MY SYSTEM'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-4089761035319978915</id><published>2009-08-10T11:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T11:30:00.368+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='self improvement'/><title type='text'>ODDS OF WINNING A LOTTERY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LIFE IS A GAMBLE - who came up with that one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there is an establishment able to cure lottery addiction I'd certainly drag Mr Vai through the door. True, like many men out there my Mr Vai can't seem to have enough of attempt  buying with the hope of winning the 4D Magnum, countless TOTO and the forever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'so close to hit'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CASHSWEEP. While I don't understand the 'permutation' concept, he is always well versed on the terms and concepts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yes he's overseas now, but that doesn't stop him from buying in any sense if he wants to. He got his friend on-call with debit account to my knowledge and annoyance. And there's online gaming. This is when technology does the dirty deed. But I'm glad anyhow, he IS slowing down on betting games. Guess all the money down the drain isn't as much an investment he once  sees it as. Never winning can dampen any player's spirit 'eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the topic, what is the ODD of ever winning lottery?  After doing my 2 hours research on the net I wouldn't want to dish out exact figure because I thought the numbers are really made-up most of the time, but take the figures as nearly correct. However after 2 grueling hours enslaving my eyeballs in front of the pc, I think buying big or buying small doesn't make the whole investment its worth. If you are cursed to always have a black cat somewhere around your universe or your line where you are queing is always slower, chances of winning will be very LOW. Yeah...luck plays MAJOR role in  winning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of odds;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mega TOTO 6/52  may well be said at 1:20,358,520&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTO Jackpot 6/49 in another hand is 1:13,983,816&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the craziest mind-bogging part will be 4D&lt;br /&gt;- to have all possible numbers between 0000 to 9999 you will have to spend RM10K. That is to win FIRST prize down to consolations. Is this a mega-permutation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh My God!!! Why did I do that research? Now Mr Vai will think RM10K is worth investing. Blame the www again! I can't resist it. My mom is more of an addict than my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how do we live with all our extra spending every 3 draws a week plus 2 or 3 random special draws? How do we allow complaining on food price hike-up and turn a blind eye to our vast &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'investment'&lt;/span&gt;? Is our car number really lucky? Is there really a trend in numbers that wins?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK or forgive me on that bad luck remark just now, is it possible karma will interfere in such way that a world-beaten fellow usually wins the dough? How about the first time punters? Ever, I heard a first-timer who bought RM5 of 6D received a sum of RM500,00. How unfair is that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I believe I made the point. It doesn't matter how much tou buy, it is how lucky you are. Unless of course, if you are a statistics freak who believes in probabilities. And unless if you happen to be dreaming of Choy Sun Doa or your right palm itches then it is wise to consider investing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously... Can I annoy you more?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-written by a disturbed mind&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-4089761035319978915?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/4089761035319978915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/odds-of-winning-lottery.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4089761035319978915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/4089761035319978915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/odds-of-winning-lottery.html' title='ODDS OF WINNING A LOTTERY'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-1701023185538015725</id><published>2009-08-09T10:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T10:30:01.056+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BM/BI/BMS'/><title type='text'>HARUSLAH AKU BANGGA OON!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Tok tribute yang aku janjikan untuk komentator nama OON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya aku suka ko, nang begagan jak asa nyawa bila malam tadik bukak belog alu la nampak sigek komen dalam post BM/BI/BMS. Bukak ku nanga, wah! Bukan sebarang sigek komen.. Sigek komen ya dari OON!!!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-juh kita jerit sama2- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG! OMG! OMG! -camya la tek ku kenak attack fit tek, sambil tangan mengipas-ngipas pipi gebu ku..hehehe...sempat muji dirik..apakah???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mun kitakorang pembaca senyap &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(yalah sikmauk komen, OON agik sudi ngomen walau sekerat kata,thanks OON)&lt;/span&gt; rasa heran kenak aku datang sot maka baruk jak sigek komen galakan  ringkas. OK la...perasan sik post marek ya adalah yang pertama seumpamanya aku nulis BMS? Sik la aku expect sapa-sapa mok ngomen gilak post debut kedak ya nak? So bagi aku jauh sekali la mok ngarap orang kedak OON take notice tulisan aku. uhuhuhu!!!! Bangga aku!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tambah gila aku bila ku bukak blog OON kiranya tek mok nerimak kasih la ngan OON tek nak, aku nanga ada blog aku dalam blog roll nya. Aih...bena ka? Alu la datang gila agik aku, bergoleng-goleng aku atas karpet bulu sambil meluk bantal.. Sukk!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kenak aku bangga dirik? Bukan aku sorang jak ditanga OON. Yes, aku tauk tapi  sik kisah kitakorang pikir apa, bak kata aku sebelum tok, sukatikumpun. Ada sebabnya;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pertama, aku minat OON - he's hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;Kedua - walau nya jauh di UK sik la nya lupak BMS kebanggaan kita, aku tabiknya.&lt;br /&gt;Ketiga - aku banyak belajar vocabulary dari blog nya. So murid sokong cikgu la tok.&lt;br /&gt;Keempat - only a true divarina knows a real divarina, no question!&lt;br /&gt;Kelima - kelak ku mikir alasan lain OK? hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ada la..kawan aku Sasha YM marek madah post BMS aku nang poret'z. Yakah? Ya ku madah...mun ku nulis dalam BMS gerenti akan gaya ya. Marek baruk komen isu nationalisme, belum gik ku start nganok orang. Tapi bak kata OON tek, aku akan selalu-selalu nulis dalam BMS pasal isu-isu yang aku rasa lebih feel dalam BMS berbanding BI bahasa muyang ku tek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually aku ada juak la ngikot blog nemiak Sarawak selain OON tek nak, aku baca NANG DUEY, PAK DUKUN, LADYKIKI dan banyak lagik..sik terkabei ku nulis semua sebab sik dibayar untuk berbuat demikian. adeh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sungguh aku maca blog sidak, aku harap aku siklah terlalu terpengaruh cara penulisan sidak, sekadar belajar bahasa jiwa bangsa kita orang yang diam atas pokok tepi sungei &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(kan orang malaya pikir kita duduk atas pokok, kuang-kuit pakei perahu)&lt;/span&gt;. Aku nulis macam ne aku klakar. Ashley, jauh gik aku mok nulis kedak dak OON koh.. Standard aku macam budak tadika KEMAS ya jak. Benarkan aku mencipta corak ikut citarasa aku mpun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sikda pernah ku sebut 'larikkkk....' dalam idup ku selama aku dah aktif klakar BMS. So there's no reason lah aku mok nulis 'larikkk....' dalam blog aku semata-mata sebab OON nulis kedak ya unless tiba-tiba aku habit nyebut ya. Dan aku sikda makey sayap-sayap Victoria Secret tok, aku boleh jalan runway ya pompong jak and still stun the world. adehhh lagik... Tauk pompong ya apa? b*g*l bah.. birthday suit kata muyang ku. Yah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aku baruk jak setat beloging, agik baru, so memang belum pandey gilak. Tapi kinek tok nang tengah banyak idea mok nulis dalam BMS lah. Agik bersemangat taik pusak Hello Kitty kan? Bahasa muyang aku gine? Tulis juak..cuma makin berwarna-warni lah blog aku ikut mood dan kepandaian aku mengekspresi maksud kata hati. eeee!!! rindok ati..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kepada YB2, politikus yang rasa dirik mulia dan mere mortals di luar sana, tunggu lah, aku akan bicara soal kalian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to regular, sorry to upset you with my BMS blogs, yes, I know some of you might find it difficult to understand. But I'll continue to blog in multi language, so no worries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XoXo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-1701023185538015725?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/1701023185538015725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/haruslah-aku-bangga-oon.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1701023185538015725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1701023185538015725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/haruslah-aku-bangga-oon.html' title='HARUSLAH AKU BANGGA OON!'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-1655344910831377327</id><published>2009-08-08T11:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T11:40:21.777+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BM/BI/BMS'/><title type='text'>-adeh-aku, BI, BM dan BMS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Meggimee asked me during our usual YM chit-chat why don't I blog in Malay? BM fail kah? Hello....first of all, BM SPM aku A1 kau.. Bukan apa, asal aku blogging in BM/BMS jak aku rasa memang aku akan switch to bitchy-poretzy-mode. Menyakitkan hati orang jak. Huh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok lah.. My tribute to my third tongue language., or fourth? I'm not sure. But far from writting in standard sekolah BM, why not I write in BMS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;(bahasa melayu sarawak)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; stail aku mpun. Ada BM yang difaham orang Malaya, ada BMS yang kita-kita Sarawak jak tauk, ada BI juak, ne boleh tinggal bahasa muyang aku ya koh.. Hahaha. Perasan orangputih. Pedulik ku. Belog aku, sukati ku mpun. Kali juak lah ninek muyang ku dolok ada berskandal kedak Memey-Norman-Abby ngan dak Brookes. Ahak..adoieh... Kenak sumpah aku ngan ninek muyang ku kelak eih..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ntah? So to show that I'm really a true Sarawakian, the true epitome of unity. Malaysia masih kureng ke-epitoman-nya yang selalunya hanya bersandarkan diversity kaum di Semenanjung Malaysia. Kalau masa ucapan YB2 mesti they say '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;Malaysia ni harmoni, buktinya kita hidup aman dan harmoni, tak kira Melayu, Cina dan India'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;. Kan? So aku ada kecik hati dikit mauk amik Malaysia as a model to true meaning of unity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kita di Sarawak pula ada kira-kira 30 pecahan etnik to begin with. Belum kira masjid sebelah gereja, topekong bengarey jak sitok sia. Kita masuk rumah panjang dak Iban sik kira apa agama terimak ajak lah sambutan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;'miring'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; daknya. Ada kita kisah? Sikda.. Kubur Cina sebelah kubur Kristian, seberang jalan kubur Islam. Apakah... Hidup mahu racist, mati tahu pulak berjiran. Tapi kita Sarawak tok nang model lah, imagine jak cina Sarikei ya boleh tutur Iban selamba katak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh..ngeraco rah lain, maka tek klakar pasal BM dan BMS. Ok lah. Asal cerita bahasa budaya bangsa. Aku masa belajar sikda gilak begaul ngan nemiak melayu koh.. Sinun ngan sitok pun sik betul disebutku, I didn't really know the difference! Kawan-kawan aku banyak cina. So auto-pilot jak mulut ku speaking bahasa Harry Potter.  Time ya dolok nang aku femes lah, kamus bergerak. Nang kamus Oxford carik terburei ya kebanggaan aku sebab  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mr. Manon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;(tribute benar tok, ya bukan pseudo nya, nang nama benar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; madah kamus carik retinya fully utilised. Nang aku baca kamus ya, my favourite reading material. Di rumah aku pun sama, bapak aku  klakar bahasa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;penjajah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;(tok kata politikus dan aktivis BM negara lah..matilah...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ngan aku. Mak aku sik lah, nya ya pandey tapi sikmok nunjuk ngan orang bahawasa nya pandey klakar orangputih. So sik salah ku madah first tongue aku English. Ehehheh... Why? Sebab aku rasa mun aku diberik exam bahasa native aku ngan BI kali aku ace agik test BI. Adeh....paduhal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BMS pulak hanya mula dikuasai mula aku masuk keja, bila aku harus bergaul ngan sidak warna-warni Sarawak tok. Mula-mula ya kekok juak, even sampey kinek tok mun dimbak besusei BMS ada-ada jak aku sik paham maka pause lah conversation tek nanyak apa reti words nak diguna nya tek. Ehehehe... Bahasa-bahasa klasik BMS nang aku sik berapa reti koh... Standard BMS pasar jak aku. BM standard sikboh tanyak lah, time aku di Malaya dolok nang orang sik tauk aku Sarawakian koh.. Siap klakar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;'ade lah tu..'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;  kedak orang KL gitu. Aku tok mun klakar nang sikda slang. Boleh switch to per-said language mode. Mun jawab telefon nang bunyi malaya lah. Hands down. Suka! Muji dirik..harus..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bah.. Tok lah entry pertama aku dalam BM/BI/BMS. Kak tok aku akan cuba rajinkan diri menulis bahasa yang aku sik pass tok. Sak jak orang sik reti baca. Ahahaha... Ok lah. Tata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;XoXo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-1655344910831377327?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/1655344910831377327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/adeh-aku-bi-bm-dan-bms.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1655344910831377327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1655344910831377327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/adeh-aku-bi-bm-dan-bms.html' title='-adeh-aku, BI, BM dan BMS'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-944906171777379577</id><published>2009-08-05T14:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T14:10:41.267+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>STARING BUSINESS</title><content type='html'>I just hate it when people don't know how to differ glance manner and turn into staring instead. I went to luch with Ashley today, at our new place soon to be regular. There at the table near the food counter was say, 5 adult, very adult men. Back inside car Ashley brand them kopratasa but I call them koperkasa from the way they dressed. At some point I overheard them talk about politics and economy.  Must be some PKR-PAS people with all that excessive facial hair. yuk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway back to the topic. Once we found a spot to settle for lunch, I realized there's this guy in the group who can't seem to keep his eyes away from me. Judging by his headgear I bet he's a Singh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Ash... I think that guy over there need his eyeballs poked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley : What?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : He'd been staring at me since we arrive here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ashley : Maybe it's your a la Vidal Sassoon hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me : Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urgh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-944906171777379577?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/944906171777379577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/staring-business.html#comment-form' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/944906171777379577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/944906171777379577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/staring-business.html' title='STARING BUSINESS'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-9051059682522611686</id><published>2009-08-04T11:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:59:15.999+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='safety and health'/><title type='text'>IT'S HAZY IN MIRI</title><content type='html'>While on the way to work this morning I realized it was so hazy.  What happened to our air quality? Last week there was a bush fire in upper Taman Tunku area, but that alone can't cause this kind of weather. I heard there's another burning and this time in Kuala Baram as I heard it was mangrove deep fire.  What lingers in my mind, is the fire intendedly iniciated for small scale illegal farming went out of control?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning at approximately 1km viewstand, I can't even see the aircraft clearly. It's a matter of time before we get another DARURAT announcement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we from uncivilised breed of society that we still ignore our bit of responsibility to care and protect our Mother Nature? Can't we learn to practise safer farming tecniques? Costly yes, but we can't risk our nature more harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, is this the environment we're passing to our kids? Pitty them. Soon the poster ad showing a child playing swing amongst rubbish in a park that resembles a dumpsite wil be a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..tsk...tsk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-9051059682522611686?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/9051059682522611686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-hazy-in-miri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/9051059682522611686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/9051059682522611686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-hazy-in-miri.html' title='IT&apos;S HAZY IN MIRI'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-5964571028135723020</id><published>2009-08-04T09:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T09:35:53.738+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='talk cock'/><title type='text'>SOUL BELT-OUTS, who's better?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;All singing their numbers live, just who does it better?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DUFFY - mercy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8pOwFQkEwAg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8pOwFQkEwAg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GABRIELLA CILMI - sweet about me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HHsMeOhMZZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HHsMeOhMZZc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMY WINEHOUSE - rehab&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IlRF43-xaYc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IlRF43-xaYc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-5964571028135723020?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/5964571028135723020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/soul-belt-outs-whos-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/5964571028135723020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/5964571028135723020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/soul-belt-outs-whos-better.html' title='SOUL BELT-OUTS, who&apos;s better?'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-2288440489276515055</id><published>2009-08-03T12:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:09:03.140+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughstock'/><title type='text'>ROFLMAO</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;HEART SURGEON'S FUNERAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the city's top cardiac specialists died. At his funeral, his coffin was placed in front of a huge replica of a heart made of red roses. When the pastor finished the sermon and everyone said their good-byes, the large heart opened up, the coffin rolled inside, and the heart closed again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was indeed a Majestic tribute to the much loved cardiologist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, one of the mourners burst into a fit of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritated by his insensitivity, the man sitting next to him asked, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Why are you laughing, Mister?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"I was just thinking about my own funeral,"&lt;/span&gt; the man replied. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"I'm a Gynaecologist..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;...LOL...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-2288440489276515055?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/2288440489276515055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/roflmao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2288440489276515055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/2288440489276515055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/roflmao.html' title='ROFLMAO'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-1609041743400699516</id><published>2009-08-02T10:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T09:42:42.263+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mrs vai'/><title type='text'>HUSBANDS FAR AWAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;YOUR WIVES MUST BE MISSING YOU SO MUCH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Yes hubbies... Your wife misses you. Let me narrate this common story most likely endured by any wife whose husband doesn't really wear tie and doesn't work weekly 8-5.  They go far away from home and for a very long time. We'll have it at my own plot... Honestly my side of the story...tsk...tsk...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;When He's Around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up early is always difficult when you need to wake up occasionally to feed the ever hungry/thirsty baby. I love it whenever Mr Vai took the trouble to get up early just to prepare my bath, help me wash Bjoy's late-night bottles and of course some yummy breakfast. I'd hug him, my way of saying thank you. He'd knowingly squeeze me back and rush me to shower as he knew I'd waste more time &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;'minta manja'&lt;/span&gt; and ending up late for work. Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Vai insists on sending me to work, so spare me driving for I've been used to take the passenger seat. I love letting him do the morning talk as I always take some time loading my system. We'll kiss before I get out of the car, study says that couples who kiss before their spouse go to work will unlikely be involved in accident at workplace,hmm... Like duh.. What accident can happen at MY office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is work and my Mr Vai doesn't like sms-ing me unless necessary. So,wait till I finnish my work -dummmm-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok,he pick me up after work,and it usualy goes like this; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;Mr Vai : Bring your ass out here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come evening, he usualy cooks dinner. And he cook GOOD dinner, always experimenting with his cooking he so far never failed to delight my taste buds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I'm busy doing the laundry, Mr Vai will always be happy to play with Bjoy. And we'll chat till the wee hour, unless I feel so sleepy to begin with.&lt;br /&gt;And that's the summary of a happy working day with Mr Vai around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;He's Not Around&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to wake up early but usualy late &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;(so pampered and timing).&lt;/span&gt; Skip the breakfast, only kiss Bjoy and go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My father in-law send me to work because Mr Vai refuse to let me drive, for now. I can't kiss my father in-law so I just get out of the car. Of course he also pick me after work. I have to watch my timing. I wait for him and not the other way around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I eat whatever is there on the table, mom in-law had it ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bring Bjoy to sleep, she keep calling me daddy. -sigh-&lt;br /&gt;And that's a plain working day without Mr Vai around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...Dear, come back home... I miss you..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-1609041743400699516?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/1609041743400699516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/husbands-far-away.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1609041743400699516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1609041743400699516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/08/husbands-far-away.html' title='HUSBANDS FAR AWAY'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3837315488997028969.post-1668149462842101941</id><published>2009-07-31T20:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T20:24:03.210+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='relationship'/><title type='text'>WHAT WE HEAR ISN'T WHAT WE SEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;I just spent my early evening watching BRIDE WARS, and I remembered about this story… Not exactly of the same plot but I hope you love it.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room. One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs. His bed was next to the room's only window. The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back. The men talked for hours on end. They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every afternoon when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the man by the window described all this in exquisite detail, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine the picturesque scene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One warm afternoon the man by the window described a parade passing by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the other man couldn't hear the band - he could see it in his mind's eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days and weeks passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths, only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep. She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.&lt;br /&gt;He strained to slowly turn to look out the window beside the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It faced a blank wall. The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall. She said, "Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Epilogue: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.&lt;br /&gt;Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.&lt;br /&gt;If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can't buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;"Today is a gift, that's why it is called the present."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3837315488997028969-1668149462842101941?l=liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/feeds/1668149462842101941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-spent-my-early-evening-watching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1668149462842101941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3837315488997028969/posts/default/1668149462842101941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://liteheartsymphony.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-spent-my-early-evening-watching.html' title='WHAT WE HEAR ISN&apos;T WHAT WE SEE'/><author><name>joynstar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03087628175525777568</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pR9F45H50j0/SgWHu29HvyI/AAAAAAAAAAU/k8aWjxEpYkc/S220/M36.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
